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A/N Okay sports fans, this is a short little 3 shot with a VERY! unusual pairing. Like I legit don't think it's ever been done before… ever. But after watching Closet and then Perverted right in a row, it just had to be done. May do more stories of this pairing if this story is perceived well (or at least if I don't get 5 million people telling me how sick and twisted and blind I am.) Enjoy :)

"And here comes the rat," Elliot muttered darkly as he watched Lieutenant Ed Tucker walked into the precinct, his trademark stormy look on his hardened face.

Olivia turned and let out a low groan but she knew this was coming… It was standard practice after a cop even thought about shooting their gun.

"You want me to go first?" Elliot asked as Tucker got closer.

Olivia shook her head and turned back to her partner. "You didn't kill the bastard, I did. He probably doesn't even wanna talk to you."

"Great way to talk about a dead man with four children," Tucker's cold voice rang out.

"Who molested three of them," Elliot snarled but Tucker ignored his outburst as he turned to Olivia, his face as stone cold as ever.

"Detective, Benson, you're up first," he ordered with a curt nod.

Olivia sighed once more as she stood up from her chair and followed Tucker looking back at Elliot and gave him a soft smile, almost telling him that it was going to turn out fine.

Elliot got up from his chair and silently followed them. He knew he was going to get reamed for it but he didn't care. He had to make sure she wasn't going to get harassed by that prick…

He watched as Tucker led Olivia out of the building and Elliot, as sleuth like as possible, followed them and bowed his head as he walked to his car passing by the duo.

Elliot turned his head and watched in confusion as Tucker opened the passenger side door and Olivia slid in. It had always been standard practice for cops to ride in the back of IAB's squad car. Why the hell was Olivia getting in the front?

He watched her carefully. She still had her gun tucked firmly in her holster; Tucker had no bomb or weapon against her… why was she willingly allowing herself to get in the front seat with this bastard?

The blue eyed detective ran towards his car and jumped in the driver's side and tore off after them as Tucker pulled away from the curb.

Elliot drove two cars behind them at all times being careful not to be caught by the dup. As they drove further along however his curiosity grew. They weren't taking the normal way to IAB's precinct. They weren't even driving in the right direction.

Elliot snarled at the dark blue car that held his partner. If that rat bastard tried ANYTHING with Olivia; Elliot would make sure Tucker didn't live to regret it!

Increasing his speed slightly Elliot continued to hide behind the two cars until he saw Tucker and Olivia pull over next to a dark, dirty, abandoned alley.

"Fuck!" Elliot screamed at himself as he squealed to a stop, his hand forming a tight fist around his pistol grip, his eyes sharp and glaring as he watched Tucker get out of the car and walk over to Olivia's side and opened the door for her.

Elliot's puzzlement grew as Tucker reached his hand down and Olivia placed her hand in his and got out of the car willingly with him. His blue eyes followed them as Tucker led Olivia, who was still grasping his hand into the alley way out of his sight.

Elliot slowly and silently made his way out of the car and crept towards the mouth of the alleyway, hearing low mutterings emit from inside.

He was shocked to find not threatening growls from Tucker or angry, perhaps even frightened shouts from his partner but hushed words that sounded almost… caring.

"Why'd you shoot him, Liv?" asked Tucker softly, furthering Elliot's curiosity. When the hell did Tucker call Olivia 'Liv' instead of 'Detective Benson'?

"He was gonna murder his other child and then me, Ed," Olivia explained just as softly. Elliot's eyes widened to the size of saucers. Since when was Tucker 'Ed' instead of Tucker? "I had to shoot him."

"The gun had blanks."

"I didn't know that."

Now Elliot HAD to move closer. What sounded like a legitimate interrogation was clouded and marred by the apologetic tenderness in Tuckers voice and the pleading in Olivia's, as if she was DESPERTE for him to believe her not just for her job but for something else he couldn't quite put his finger on…

Elliot slunk forward until he was at the very edge of the wall. Cautiously he leaned in until he could just see inside it.

For a brief moment in time Elliot thought for sure he was having a dark twisted nightmare. But as he felt the cool wind blow against his skin he came to the horrifying realization that what he was seeing was real.

As Elliot looked into the alley he saw Tucker with his arms wrapped around Olivia's slender waist and had her pressed up against him. Her long arms were draped around his neck and she was looking up at him like no one else in the world mattered while Tucker did the same looking down at the brunette detective…

"I know you did," Tucker told her softly, remorsefully, "but my boss isn't gonna see it that way." The hard stony tone he had always used when Elliot was around dispersed into a soft kind voice Elliot didn't recognize at all.

Olivia appeared almost hurt by his words. "I would never kill someone if I didn't have to."

"I know," he assured her. "And I know you didn't know they were blanks. I'm gonna try my best to get others to realize it too alright?"

Olivia gave him a timid smile. "Thank you. This means the world to me…"

"You're very welcome," said Tucker with his own soft smile. "But you do have to repay me somehow…"

There was a playful flirtatious tone in his voice and Elliot snarled. He knew Tucker had to have had some other motive for bringing her here!

He was about to storm in and demand to know why Tucker was forcing sexual favors from his partner when Olivia smiled playfully at him. "And what might that be?"

"Let me take you out to dinner tonight."

Elliot shook his head trying to grasp what Tucker had just said to Olivia… Had he asked her out for dinner? Surly Olivia was gonna say-.

"I'd love to."

What!

Tucker chuckled as his hands moved from the small of her back to her neck, gently running his fingers through her soft brown locks.

Elliot's blue eyes widened, his mouth fell agape, an ice cold sweat covered his brow…

The two leaned in at the same time, their eyes closed. Their lips met.

Elliot quickly spun around, not sure that his lunch wouldn't win against his will power if he saw anymore. He raced back to his car and jumped in; gasping for air, the images and sounds he had just bare witnessed to haunting him. He put his head in his hands and shook his head.

Olivia was dating an IBA agent, and not just any IAB agent, an officer with a raging hard on for SVU. What the hell had made her commit this act of villainous treason?

She was being forced or threatened. Those were the only two logical explanations he could come up with.

That was it. It had to have been. No way would Olivia be dating a rat just for the hell of it. He had something on her, he had to of…

Yes, Elliot decided as he watched the alley mouth fully prepared for Olivia to come running out in disgust, anger, or fright any second now, that's what it was. It had to have been. There's no other logical explanation.

Several minutes later Elliot finally watched Tucker lead Olivia out of the alley, grasping her hand as if she were a lover.

He opened the car door for her, again, she got in with a smile, again, and Elliot watched as they drove off in the direction of the IAB precinct.

Shaking his head in disgust and confusion Elliot started the car and drove after them, only one single thought entering his mind.

"What the hell did I just get myself into…?"

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