Ok, so yes this was inspired by an episode of Smallville. It's not obvious in the first couple of chapters, but once it gets there, if you watch the show you'll know what I'm talking about. Besides that, I honestly don't know what I was doing, so forgive me if it sounds...well random. But I hope you all like it :) Also, this is set somewhere in the 9th season, so 10 years into their partnership. Eli has been born, but we're talking only a few weeks old. The other kids, if they are mentioned, their ages will be mentioned when they are. On to the story!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAW AND ORDER: SVU; DICK WOLF DOES. IF I DID OWN THEM, I WOULDN'T NEED TO BE TYPING ON THIS SECOND RATE COMPUTER, I WOULD BE GIVING EVERYONE WHAT THEY WANTED, SOME ELLIOT/OLIVIA ACTION ;)


It was times like this, she really hated the weather. She had always loved the way the snow fell on a nice winter evening, it was one of the reasons she stayed in New York, but today was different. Any other day, she would have stopped at the park, just to watch the kids play, build a snowman, have a snowball fight, but she wasn't soaking wet in the snow, any other day.

She just wanted to get home, get out of these freezing clothes, and take a hot shower, hoping she would regain the feeling in her body. She would have let Elliot drive her, but he was the one to blame for her dilema, and she didn't want to see him at the moment.


"Olivia?" Elliot called out, entering their suspect's, Nicole Sheridan's, house. Elliot knew Olivia had come to the apartment, but when she hadn't answered her cell phone, he knew something was wrong. He quickly, and quietly, walked through the door, gun aimed, hoping his partner, and best friend, was okay.

He continued to walk through the house, letting out a small sigh of relief when he saw her through the window. She looked alright. She was outside, talking to Sheridan, but when she looked up, and locked eyes with him, the look in her eyes told him she was far from alright.

He made his way outside, hoping he would be able to surprise Nicole, but not scare her, fearing what she would do to Olivia. "Nicole," Olivia began, when she had seen her partner step outside. "Derrik and Ashley did not deserve to die."

Nicole shook her head. "You don't get it! That bitch was pregnant, with his baby. It just, it wasn't fair!"

Olivia tried to back away from Nicole, but for each step back she took, Nicole took one foward. It was only when she turned, was Elliot able to see the large kitchen knife she was pointing at Olivia. "Nicole, of course she was having his baby. She was his wife. You were just the other woman, and when she became pregnant, he realized he was leaving you to stay with his wife, be a family with his baby."

Nicole wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "How can you stand there, and tell me you wouldn't do the same thing."

Olivia, as well as Elliot, gave Nicole a confused look. "What are you-"

"Don't look at me like that Detective Benson. I've seen you looking at that photo of your partner and his baby. The look in your eyes, the way you smile when you see the baby, and bite your bottom lip when you look at your partner. You're in love with him aren't you."

Olivia looked behind Nicole with wide eyes, hoping Elliot would blame her accusations on insanity. "Nicole, I don't-"

"Don't lie to me Detective. I've seen the way you look at him, and I can tell you, he looks at you the same way. He's just in love with you, as you are with him." She gripped the handle of the knife tighter, before taking another step toward Olivia, who stepped back, her feet reaching the edge of the pool. "So tell me Olivia, how crushed where you when you found out the love of your life was having a baby with the wrong woman? You were angry, weren't you, angry and hurt. You knew you were so close to living out your dream, and then he slipped up, and now you have to live with that."

Elliot, not wanting to hear this crazy woman reveal anymore of Olivia's secret feelings, finally made his presence known. "He was going to have a baby, why couldn't you just leave his family alone."

Nicole quickly grabbed Olivia's arm, pushing her closer to the edge of the pool, placing the knife on her neck. "Detective Stabler. You don't understand what I went through. I finally had Derrik, but when he told me that his wife was pregnant, my whole world came down." She looked up and noticed how Elliot had his gun focused on Nicole, but his attention was solely on Olivia, who had her eyes locked on his. "I know you love her, let's just hope you make the right decision." With that, Nicole let go of Olivia's arm, and gave her a small push.

Elliot's heart skipped a beat when he heard the splash, and he did the first thing he could think of. He shot her. He watched as Nicole dropped the knife, and clutched her right shoulder with her left arm. He didn't even bother to see how much he had hurt her, before jumping into the pool, afraid that Olivia had not resurfaced.

Olivia tried to swim, but she struggled to get her leg free. Something inside her was glad to see Elliot jump in the freezing water to save her. He tried to pull her up, but noticed that her pants were caught on something. He swam down, and did the first thing that came to mind. He ripped the bottom hem of her pants, freeing her. She swam up to the surface, making a mental note to yell at Elliot for ruining her favorite pair of slacks, later.

"Olivia? Olivia, are you okay?" Elliot asked, swimming up behind her, helping her up onto the concrete around the pool.

Olivia, out of breath, freezing, and soaking wet, nodded, unable to form real words. She looked over, trying to find their suspect, but wasn't able to see her. "Elliot, wh-wh-where's Ni-c-c-cole?" she asked, her teeth chattering together, as she hugged her body, trying to get warm.

Elliot looked over, before cursing to himself. "I don't know, but right now that's not important." He quickly took off his soaked jacket and shirt, before reaching over and taking off his partner's jacket.

"Elliot, wh-wh-what are y-y-you doing?" she asked, shaking.

"Liv, you need to get warm. Body heat is the fastest way" he said, taking off her wet shirt, and pressing her body against his. He shivered, feeling how cold she truely was. "Liv, just, stay with me baby. Okay, I need you to stay awake." Olivia shivered against his body, but let out a small sigh of relief when he wrapped the small picnic blanket, that had been left near the pool, around their freezing bodies. "You hear that?" he asked, wiping the wet hair away from her eyes.

Olivia nodded against his chest. The sirens that were getting louder by the second were a godsend. Olivia took a deep breath, and pressed her hand into his body, trying to soak up as much heat as she could. 'How is he not freezing' she thought, wrapping her arms tighter around him, hoping to regain some of the feeling in her hands. "Elliot, what Nicole said, about Kathy and Eli. I never-"

"Liv, I know, I know." He placed his hand on her face, gently running his fingers across her cheek.

Before she could stop him, she felt his lips on hers. "Elliot?" she asked when he had pulled away.

"Shh, I just need to know, if what Nicole said was-"

"Oh God! We need the paramedics in here now!" The two looked up to see both Fin and Cragen staring down at the two. "What happened?" Fin asked, helping the two sit up, making sure the blanket stayed tightly around them.

"Sheridan pushed Olivia into the pool. I shot her, and jumped in because her leg was caught on something."

Cragen looked around the area. "Where's Sheridan?"

Elliot looked down, ashamed. "She got away. Captain, I-"

"Dammit Elliot, you let her get away! We could have had her if-"

"Yes, if I hadn't jumped into the pool to save Liv. I'm sorry I thought about her life Captain" Elliot yelled sarcastically, standing up, and pulling Olivia up with him, when he saw the paramedics come into the backyard.

"Captain, it's my f-f-f-fault. I'm sorry" Olivia whispered, before tightening the blanket around her body.

Cragen looked down at Olivia and relaxed, finally realizing he could have lost his favorite detective, had Elliot not rushed in to save her. "I'm sorry" he said, taking off his coat and offering it to Olivia, who shook her head.

Fin looked at the two, then at the pile of soaked clothes near the pool. "Uh, care to explain why both your shirts and jackets are on the floor?"

Elliot glared at Fin. "Body heat" was all he said, before reaching down to pick up his partner's shirt. He handed it to her, and she quickly put it on, shivering when the freezing cold fabric made contact with her skin.

She put her jacket on, and continued to shiver, until one of the paramedics came over, placing a thick blanket around her body. "Thank you" she whispered, pulling the blanket tighter around her body. She watched as the same paramedic placed a blanket around Elliot's shoulder, before walking back out to the ambulance.

She walked through the house, and out the front door, hoping she could get away without anyone noticing her. "Liv!" She turned around, silently groaning to herself.

"What El?" she asked, turning around. She felt the cold metal of her gun brush against her stomach, and made her whole body shiver.

"Let me give you a ride home."

"El, my apartment's only a few blocks from here. I'll be fine."

"Olivia, it's freezing, you're soaking wet. I can't let you walk to your apartment."

Olivia looked at Elliot, unconvinced, before opening his car door and pulling her phone out of the glovebox, grateful, for the first time, that she had forgotten her phone in his car. "Elliot, you, you need to help find Nicole" she lied, hoping he wouldn't want to know the real reason she wanted to go home. She wanted to avoid talking about that kiss. Her heart would break, if it was just a 'we're going to die, so i'll give you a pity kiss' type of kiss.

"Olivia," he began, walking up to her, placing his hand on her face. "That kiss was-"

"Something we've both wondered about. We thought we were going to die, so we acted on it, thinking it was our last chance to do so. It, it was a mistake Elliot, and I don't want to hold you to anything because of it." Olivia looked into Elliot's eyes and saw something she only saw in her own eyes. Hurt. She honestly didn't know what her partner felt for her, but she wasn't going to risk another heartache. "Goodbye Elliot" she whispered, turning on her heel, and heading down the street toward her apartment.


Olivia continued to walk down the streets of Manhattan, toward her apartment, pulling the blanket the paramedics had given her, tighter around her body. She knew it was wrong to leave with it, but it was the only dry thing on her body, and at that moment, she didn't care.

She arrived at her apartment building, and quickly went in, letting out a huge sigh of relief when she felt the warm air hit her still frozen body. She quickly took the stairs, figuring she could use the exercise to keep the blood flowing. She made it to her floor, and practically ran to her front door, opening it, and rushing inside. She threw the blanket onto the couch and rushed into her room, stripping off her wet clothes as soon as she was in the safetly of her bathroom.

She quickly turned on the shower, turning it to the hottest it would go, before jumping in, letting out a content moan as the hot water hit her freezing skin. She closed her eyes, as her head rested against the tile of her shower.

"Elliot, what Nicole said, about Kathy and Eli. I never-"

"Liv, I know, I know." He placed his hand on her face, gently running his fingers across her cheek.

Before she could stop him, she felt his lips on hers. "Elliot?" she asked when he had pulled away.

"Shh, I just need to know, if what Nicole said was-"

Olivia sighed, opening her eyes. She knew what he was going to ask, and the answer was yes, Nicole was right. When Elliot told her that Kathy was pregnant, she was hurt, crushed, but she would never go and do what Nicole had done. She loved Elliot, and even though it ment she wouldn't be, she wanted him to be happy.

Olivia groaned, loudly. No matter how many times she tried, she couldn't forget that kiss, and even though she knew it was wrong, everytime she thought about it, she could feel the blood rush to certain areas. "Fuck Olivia, he's a married man" she whispered to herself, banging her head on the tile. She took a deep breath, hoping she would be able to get the images of a very naked Elliot, out of her head.


Elliot used the key Olivia had given him to enter her apartment. He knew, from spending many nights on her couch, that he had a few extra clothes here, and it thought it was best to change and get dry now, than make the trip to Queens in soaking clothes.

He closed the door, and smiled to himself, when he heard the shower. He knew she was taking a shower in her bathroom. Figuring it would be a while before she got out, he headed into the main bathroom, starting the shower for himself. He just needed to feel the hot water on his body.

After spending a good five minutes in the shower, the water started to go cold. He quickly shut off the water and grabbed his towel, drying off his body, before wrapping it around his waist. "Fuck" he mumbled. He had been so quick to jump in the shower to get warm, he had completely forgotten he had left his clothes in Olivia's room, where they always stayed in a drawer designated to him.

He rushed out of the bathroom, and looked around, unconciously grabbing her bedroom's doorknob and opening it. He was looking where he was going, as he stepped into the room, so when he hit something, hard, he fell back, not expecting the impact.

"What the hell, Elliot?"

Elliot looked up, and noticed Olivia laying on top of him. It wasn't until he tried to move, did he notice his towel had fall off, as well as hers, leaving their bare bodies pressed up against each other. "Liv?" he squeaked, trying desperately to control the painful erection that was sure to follow.

"Oh, God! Why are you naked in my room?" She pressed her body closer to his, keeping him held down, while she looked for her towel.

"I'm sorry Liv, I took a shower, and I forgot my clothes in here, and-" He stopped when he caught sight of her body. He knew he should have looked away, but she was just so damn beautiful.

Olivia, noticing Elliot stare at her body, quickly covered his eyes, as she got off of him, and grabbed his towel. When she uncovered his eyes, he stood up, only to see his towel at his feet. He looked up, but instantly knew it was a hug mistake on his part, as he caught Olivia's eyes in the mirror, among other things. He saw her trail her eyes down his body, before securinging the towel around her body. "Here" she said, throwing him a pair of boxers, smiling that she had finally seen why Elliot was always so cocky. He had good reason to be.

He grabbed the boxers and quickly put them on. "I'm so sorry Liv, I, uh, I'll leave now." He quickly put on a pair of pants and a t-shirt, before heading out of her apartment, leaving Olivia in her towel, wondering what would have happened had he not been so embarrassed.

"My God" she whispered, laying on her bed, closing her eyes. The first thing she saw, was Elliot, and his impressive equiptment. He was much larger than she had ever imagined, and that thought alone made her wet. This was going to be a long night, and now that she was all worked up, she was going to have make herself release all that sexual tension. "Damnit Elliot" she said, as her hand trailed down her body.


Elliot entered his apartment and sighed. He had planned to tell Olivia that he and Kathy were seperated and still planning a divorce, despite the arrival of Eli, but he knew with everything that had happened today, it was probably best to wait.

He laid in his bed, staring at his ceiling, until his cellphone began to beep. He opened the phone, and smiled when he saw the new text message.

From: Olivia

I'm really sorry about being a bitch today. Hope we're good :)

-Liv

He quickly replied, knowing it wasn't long before she called, and hearing her voice would only make his already hard cock, even harder.


Olivia laid in her bed, with only the towel wrapped around her. She had tried to relieve herself of the sexual tension she and Elliot had created, but it was awkward, especially since things with the two of them had ended on such a bad note. She let out a small sigh, as her phone beeped, signaling a new message. She reached over and grabbed the phone off of her nightstand, tapping the screen to view the message.

From: Elliot

It's okay. I wasn't the best person today either. Olivia, there's something I have to tell you, and I think it's best if you just know now. Kathy and I are still getting a divorce, we're seperated now. Call me.

Olivia sat up, before calling Elliot, shocked when she read his text message.

"Stabler" he answered. She could tell he was confused, and she only blamed herself.

"Hey it's me. What happened?"


Hearing her voice, Elliot let out a small groan, as he became even harder. The images of her naked body flashed into his head, and he knew what he had to do. Trying to stay as quiet as possible, he unzipped his pants and pulled off his jeans, feeling slightly relieved that the pressure his jeans were causing was now gone.

"Elliot, you there?"

He shook his head. He couldn't do this, especially to Olivia. She would kill him if she found out that he had been jacking off while talking to her on the phone. "Yeah, well, I just, things between us never would have worked out."

"But Eli?"

"Don't get me wrong, I love that little boy, and I'm still going to raise him as if he's my own. He needs a father." He listened as Olivia became quiet on the other end. "Liv?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't leave him when he needed her most.

"El, is Eli not-"

"Paternity test came in yesterday. I only have one son" he whispered.

Olivia sighed through the phone. "I'm sorry Elliot. Why didn't you tell me?"

Elliot covered the phone as he groaned once more. Olivia was one of the most caring people he knew, and he felt like crap not telling her sooner. "I'm sorry Liv, it's just with everything going on, there was never really a good time to."

"Well, now you can tell me all about it."


Olivia laid back in her bed. She heard Elliot sigh, before letting out a groan. She thought it was odd that he had groaned, but she didn't question it, after all, she was trying her hardest not to moan into the phone.

"There's nothing really to tell. I suspected Eli wasn't mine when Kathy was pregnant, and then I found the pictures of her and another man. I had a paternity test done, and, well the rest you know. Kathy and I would have gotten a divorce, even if Eli had been mine. It's just, we would have never worked out."

Olivia removed her hand from her thigh and sighed. "I'm sorry Elliot. I really am, but I know how much you love that little boy, and he's always going to know you as Daddy. Elliot, he's still your son, don't let the DNA tell you any differently."


Elliot arched his back, as he pulled himself out of his boxers. He knew it was wrong, but the way Olivia was talking to him, was making it too hard to resist. "So, are you living in your own apartment now?" she asked, as he wrapped his hand around his rock hard member, slowly running his hand up and down.

"Yes" he whispered, trying to choke back a moan.

"Elliot?" Olivia whispered, debating whether or not she should ask the question that had been on her mind since she heard him groan the first time.

"Yeah?" he breathed out, running his hand over his cock faster.

"Um, why do you keep groaning?"

Elliot froze. Had he really been that loud that she had heard him? "Um, I, uh."

"Are you, uh, you know," she took a deep breath, and lowered her voice, "are you masturbating?"

Elliot gulped. How had she known what he was doing? "Uh, uh, uh" he began, feeling embarrassed for being caught. He knew he couldn't lie to Olivia, and if he didn't confess now, she'd bring it again. "Yes" he whispered, wondering how long it would be for her to hang up, disgusted. "I'm sorry, I just, uh-"

"El, it's fine. I, uh, I" She stopped, letting a small moan escape her lips, covering her mouth when the noise escaped.

Elliot's eyes widened. "Liv, are you?"

It was quiet for a moment, until Olivia let out a small sigh. "Guilty" she whispered.

"I didn't even know."

Olivia chuckled. "I know how to be quiet at times" she said, trying not to moan into the phone again.

Elliot moaned, grabbing his cock once more, suddenly not feeling so bad. "Liv, if you want me to let you go, I could, uh, you know, let you finish." He thought about it for a minute, hoping she would say no.

"El, I know this would change everything, but, you don't have to go if you don't want to." She took a deep breath. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe we can, uh, do it together?"

Elliot was shocked. He had never thought Olivia would think of this, let alone ask him to do such a thing. "Uh, sure" he said, trying to stiffle a moan.

"Okay. And Elliot, stop trying to hold back the groans. I know what you're doing, and its funny how hard you're trying."

Elliot chuckled. Maybe this wouldn't be so awkard after all. "Yes Liv" he said, as he began to rub his dick even harder. "Liv?" he asked, earning a moan from his partner in response. "What does this mean for us?"

Olivia let out another moan. "I don't know, but right now I don't give a fuck. Now shut up and do what you were doing" she said with a small laugh.


Olivia laid back, her towel opened, leaving her body exposed, as she ran her hands down to the area between her legs. "Elliot" she said, more of a moan, as her hands found her way to her clit.

"Yeah?" he asked, groaning once more, this time not bothering to cover it up.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

"You really want to know?"

Olivia nodded, but soon thought about how stupid it looked, seeing as how he couldn't see her. "Yes" she squeaked, pushing a finger inside her wet center.

"I'm thinking, how amazing your body looks. Liv, you're beautiful, and even though I know it was wrong to do so, I didn't want to look away. I can't help but imagine how it would feel to be inside of you." His strokes quickened as he felt himself building to a powerful climax. "What are you thinking about Liv?"

She let out another moan, as she began to quicken her finger pumping, and rub her clit. "I'm imagining your perfect body on top of mine. The feeling of your skin on top of mine, and how amazing it would be to have you inside of me."

Elliot groaned when she finished, and began to thrust into his hand. "Oh God! I'm going to-"

"Me too El, me too" she whispered, panting.

The two reached their orgasms together, and yelled into the phone, calling out each others names, and letting out a few choice curse words.


Elliot laid on his bed, not bothering to pull his boxers up or clean himself up. "Liv, that was, that was wow" he said, panting, trying to gain control of his breath.

Olivia let out a chuckle. "I know El, I know."

The two continued to talk for another two hours, trying to avoid the awkward conversation that would usually follow after something like this. "I'll see you tomorrow" Olivia said, trying to stiffle a yawn.

"Okay, goodnight Liv."

"Night El." With that she hung up the phone, leaving Elliot to lay on the bed, wondering how things between them would ever be the same.


Okay...so a little different yes?

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