This is my first time back in a while, missed writing … Been busy but hope this is worthy.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order: SVU … I am just a fan making a story.

XOXOXO

"Good morning sunshine" she said as she climbed into the car.

"I love the small of coffee in the morning" Elliot said as he arose to the smells wafting into his car.

"You smell and look like sunshine" Elliot thought as he took his coffee from the container.

Stalk outs were necessary, he understood that but it was so fucking cold and he just wanted to walk inside and punch this perp's face in. Someone who grooms a child to be a sex slave for an international pedophile ring didn't really deserve to be under house arrest but Alex couldn't do anything else, the perp had cited a medical condition for proposing house arrest.

It was times like this that he was glad that he had Olivia as his partner, having someone so beautiful bring him something so delicious was a good way to wake up. She was alway doing nice things like this for him, and he never really understood why. He tried to be they best partner he could for her but he screwed up so often he wondered why she hadn't asked the Captain for a transfer. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to have someone else be his partner. He had been with Liv for so long that he couldn't picture himself without her.

"Making yourself crazy because you can't do anything isn't going to help us nail this bastard" Olivia interjected, breaking him out of his daze.

"This is so stupid although" he replied, "This perp has reoffended and he gets to go home instead of being locked up like the animal that he is."

They spent the rest of the day sitting in the car listening to the radio and talking about old arrests. Elliot enjoyed when he and Olivia got to do this, he felt like he was connecting to someone. The way they could talk with each other so freely and so openly made him feel connected to her in a way that he never was with Kathy.

"Kathy, I wonder if she will let me see Eli on Saturday" he thought remembering that it was the other of every other weekend.

XOXOXO

Spending time with Elliot alone in the car always meant that Olivia was going to have a good day. She revelled the attention he gave her when they weren't interrupted.

Today was a better day than normal, Elliot was chatty. When he locked himself in the car overnight he often thought about Kathy and he didn't want to talk to Olivia much. She let him stew in himself until he decided to come back to her in the real world.
Today they listened to pop songs on the radio, talked about 'the good ol' days' and took turns getting different foods from the Asian Grocery Market down the block. Laughing, smiling and joking around with each other made the somber, cold day enjoyable.

A therapist once told her to write in a diary every night just to have some sort of reassurance that what she was experiencing about her attack wasn't happening, it was just the flash backs. Olivia thought this was bullshit and didn't listen to this advice at first but after she did it she felt better about herself and what was happening. After 6 months she wasn't seeing the therapist and she was feeling good. She kept up the diary, she wasn't really sure why. But soon she was still documenting the feelings she was having for her partner.

Thinking about Elliot when she was away from him. They were happy, playful, romantic … and wrong for her to think. She knew that having feelings for her partner was wrong. She knew it was wrong to keep him by her side, as her partner. And no matter how many times she read her entries she was still in denial that she was in love with Elliot. She was loving how much time they were spending on this case, she wanted to make sure the perp was put away for life but lately her diary had been filled up with all the time that Elliot had been spending with her. The more time she spend with him the longer the entries became.

His divorce made it messy, children always made relationships messy. Olivia could see why Kathy had fought for the marriage she had with Elliot. He was smart, strong and tough but he had a side to him that was loving, caring and sensitive. This second side wasn't seen often but Olivia saw it in him every day, especially today.
"Gosh he was radiant today" she thought as she walked into her apartment building "he was so alive and confident, he even let me put my favourite radio station on."

Olivia had always wanted children of her own. She had been thinking about freezing her eggs after she was attacked, she saw a fertility specialist. The news of her body clock winding down made her anxious. She desperately wanted children and she already knew that Elliot was a wonderful, kind, caring father. Before she had started re-reading her diary entries she had debated about asking Elliot for sperm so she could have a child. But she dismissed herself every time.
"You are being silly, he isn't going to say yes, he already has 5 children with the women he loved for 12 years." She thought every time.

Olivia walked into her apartment, closed the door and lingered with her back against the closed door for just a moment to think about how great her day was.

XOXOXO

As Elliot dropped Olivia off at her apartment building he let the car idle as he watched her check her mail and start up the stairs to her apartment.
He loved watching her walk, the way her ass swayed from side to side got him a bit hot and sweaty.

As he started to drive off he stalled the car.

"FUCK!" he thought as the car behind him beeped at him. "Gotta stop letting her control me, especially when she isn't around."

The whole day that they spent in the car all he could do was smell her.

Whenever he looked at her all he could think about was how beautiful she looked with the sun streaming into the car behind her.
"She looks like Archangel Chamuel" he thought around 11:30am as the sun beamed through the car windshield.

When he got into his apartment he rushed to the shower and took the longest shower he could.

After this he attempted to go to sleep but just lay in his bed thinking about different ways he could find a reason for them to be alone together.

It was gonna be a long and restless night thinking about something he couldn't have …