Secrets From Her

Ch.1:I'm In Love With Her

"El, its late. I gotta go." Olivia pulled on her coat and turned for the door. "Wait. Don't leave yet." She turned, only to be met with Elliot's soft lips and warm arms. He let up a little and took a deep breath. "Liv, I-" But she pressed his lips against his again, twisting her tongue with his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair. His arms placed on her waist, and he instantly took off his shirt. "Wait, El should we really do this?" He only grinned. "Trust me." She smiled back. "I already do."

"El! EL! Elliot!" Olivia called as she gently shook Elliot's shoulder. Elliot blinked his eyes open. He rubbed his eyes. It was just a dream, damn it. The fourth dream he had this week about Olivia. It was no doubt he was falling for her. "Liv, what is it?" She half-smiled, amused by his sleepy figure. "Cragen said we have to go undercover." He stretched and got up. "As who?" he replied, pulling on his shoes. "....Husband and wife." He paused in the middle of tying his shoe, and his stomach flipped. "Alright." he sighed casually. She smiled and patted his shoulder. "Its supposed to be a formal party so your jacket and tie is hanging on your locker. And my dress is on my locker. Come on." He willingly followed her. Secretly, he imagined them being married. Kissing her awake every morning. Waking up to the smell of coffee and toast and eggs. Her bright smile facing him every day. Holding her. Hugging her. Loving her. "Elliot!" Olivia pulled him out of his imagination. "You are really out of it today." He smirked and stared at the jacket and tie and her dress. The perfect couple.

Them being best friends for so long, she didn't seem to mind changing in front of him. Neither did he, but he never really noticed. His jaw almost dropped to the floor and he swore he was starting to drool when she stripped down to her bra and underwear. "Uhhh...El?" she raised an eyebrow as she pulled the dress off the hangar. He shook his head and turned away, being silent for at least 10 minutes. Then he turned around when he finished fastening his tie only to be met with the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. Her dress went down to her knees, and it was dark red. She had black wedges and a black necklace and bracelet. She smoothed out the ruffles of the dress and looked up and saw Elliot staring. "It's a dress El. Don't drown in your puddle of drool." He turned a little red and cleared his throat. "Sorry, you clean up nicely." She smiled again and looked at him up and down. "Thank you. You do too." He was proud she thought he did, like an approval and he followed her to his car as they drove over to the Blue Swan Community Hall.

They walked up the stairs to be met with a doorman. "After you miss." he smiled kindly. She thanked him with a nod and walked in. "Nice choice, buddy." he whispered to Elliot. He grinned at the compliment and walked in after Olivia. He didn't get to get in a sentence before she pointed out Mr. Truman, the suspect to Anna Cramwell's rape. They walked over past his table. Mr. Truman was an author for many novels, so Olivia played the cards right and sat down next to him. "Oh my God. You're Freddie Truman aren't you? I love your books." she said innocently. The man smiled. "Well, its always nice to be greeted by my young....and beautiful readers." Olivia giggled a little, and continued to talk with him. "Miss Jones, would you care to join my friend and I for a dance with your husband?" She nodded and got up from the chair as they walked over. She grabbed Elliot's hand before he even knew what was happening. Slow music began to play, and he immediately recognized it. "Your Guardian Angel" by Red Jumpsuit (yeah i know you wouldn't expect that in a formal party but just let me enjoy this! Its so cute for them because its describes their relationship!) came and she put one hand on Elliot's shoulder and the other in his hand. He placed his hand on her waist and she leaned closer to him, swaying back and forth.

She let her head fall onto his shoulder, and he smiled and squeezed her hand tighter. He was absolutely dying to kiss her, and he might be able to get away with it. But he knew she would kill him for it later, so he occupied himself by watching Truman. He was slowly dancing with another blonde woman, and she was obviously wrapped in the moment. Truman winked at him and motioned for him to kiss her. His eyes widened and then without warning, he gently placed his lips on her head. He saw her pause for a moment, and then a smile curved her lips and she continued dancing, only wrapping both of her arms around his neck, and letting both of his hands fall to her waist. He heard muffled voices from the microphone in her ear, but she seemed to ignore it, too wrapped up in their two bodies dancing slowly and gracefully. He dipped her and she twirled away, and then back so that he had his arms wrapped around her. Soon, everyone was looking at them, watching the beautiful pair admit their feelings in a rythm of song. "Elliot! What are you doing? Truman is outside, walking away!" His eyes widened, and he motioned to go, but then she pressed her lips on his cheek, and he couldn't move, frozen by that gesture.

"ELLIOT, MOVE YOUR ASS!!!" Fin screamed in his speaker and his eardrum almost bled. He was pushed out of their moment, and he grabbed Olivia's hand and ran out the building. "Oh shit!" he screamed as he pulled the gun out of his pocket. Truman and the blonde drove away in their car, and Olivia yelled, "Truman, STOP! Police!" (Well, obviously, he's not gonna stop now silly.) The van Munch and Fin were staking out in sped off towards the car, and Cragen immediately got out of his car, and he glared at both of them. "WHAT the hell was that crap?" Elliot opened his mouth. "Cap we-" He put a hand up. "No! Shut the fuck up! Get in your car, follow Fin and Munch and when you get back to the station, my office immediately." They looked down as Cragen walked away and slammed his car door closed. They slowly walked over to the car, and sped away with the van.

"Alright! Explain to me why the two of you did nothing when Truman left with that girl and were just keeping your asses in that building! You both are lucky that we caught him, but you went against direct orders!" They were silent as Cragen yelled and scolded them like they were children. They were after all. They took orders for this job that nothing would distract them from their job, and they had let eachother fall for the other. It was his fault, Elliot thought. He had kissed her and she fell for him. He started it and he would be damned if Olivia would be blamed for something he did. He cared for her that much. "Captain, what happened back there....." He took a deep breath. "-it was all my fault, Cap." Olivia finished. "I was wrapped up in it, and ignored the calls from Fin." Elliot looked over in surprise. True she did, but he had began the whole thing, expressing his feelings through the dance and that kiss. He glanced over at Elliot and then Olivia, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Olivia, this is hard for me. You're off the case, and....... you're getting a new partner. (Did he just say that? Oh ok making sure I- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!) Come back when you learn to follow orders." the captain sighed, seeming pained to even say it to her. Her arms fell limp and she nodded. (Don't worry, she's not fired from the unit. I could never write that. I'd be crying just writing it!)

Elliot gaped as Olivia turned slowly and walked out the door, stopping at her desk to get her coat and keys and purse. Sure enough, Elliot ran up to her as she walked out of the station. "Liv, God you didn't have to do that." he said softly as he placed his hand on her shoulder. He saw silent tears creep onto her face. "Elliot, please don't talk to me.....we need to take a break." She turned towards him and touched his cheek softly. "See you later, El." He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting tears. "Don't cry Stabler, don't cry..." he thought to himself. He turned to look at Cragen's office, and then he held Olivia close to her and burrowed his head into her shoulder, letting tears fall down. He heard her softly whimper and sigh. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding on and never wanting to let go. They both softly cried. Then he sighed and pressed his nose against hers. "Do you have to go?" he pleaded. More tears fell from her and she nodded. Then she pulled away, their hands holding on until she turned and walked out of the station.

Well what did you guys think? A little much? I'm taking a break from The Fight for Elliot Stabler. I'll finish it soon. Just leaving you guys on a cliffhanger I guess. And most of you are probably screaming and running around the room going, "WHY OLIVIA WHY?!" Don't worry people, good things will come out of this....hopefully. Hehe.

Hugs and Thunder,

Babybel