Song fic about Elliot watching the church where Olivia is getting married. Is it to him?? Read to find out!!! (Keep in mind that I am an E/O fan all the way, this one might have you wondering!!!) Song's by Garth Brooks, who's TOTALLY AWESOME!!! Enjoy!!!
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A strange man walked into the precinct and Elliot stood up and said,
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Uh, yeah, you're Detective Stabler?"
"That's me. What can I do for you?"
"I'm looking for your partner, Olivia."
"Detective Benson is in interrogation right now."
"No I'm not." Olivia voice said, and both men turned to see Olivia walking towards them, shrugging her coat on.
"Hey, Liv, you done already?"
"Yep. Bawled it out like a baby." She said, smirking. She then saw the man and her smile grew broad and she seemed to glow.
"Hey Nathan."
"Hey Olivia. Ready to go?"
"Uh huh." She said, zipping her coat on. She walked by Elliot and tossed him a winning smile, and said,
"See you tomorrow, El."
"See you Liv." He muttered, still not understanding what had just happened. He sat down and put his head in his hands, hoping against hope that Nathan was her cousin or something.
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The next day, Olivia blew into the precinct smiling and sat across from Elliot, saying,
"Morning El."
"Morning Liv. Sleep good?"
"Not bad. You?"
"Not much." Her eyes looked at him, concern filling them. He shrugged it off, and then looked her in the eyes and said,
"So who's this Nathan guy?"
"His name is Nathan Brooks, he's my boyfriend." Olivia said, rolling her eyes.
"Ah. And you didn't tell me this because…" Elliot said, and Olivia shrugged, saying,
"Slipped my mind, maybe. Hell I don't know." He accepted this answer and they went back to working in companionable silence.
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A few months had passed since the squad had come to know Nathan Brooks, and then one day Olivia breezed into the precinct, simply glowing with happiness. She sat across from Elliot and said dreamily,
"Beautiful day, isn't it?" Elliot glanced outside. It was raining and dark outside.
"Liv, it's raining."
"Oh, well, then, never mind." She said, refusing to stop looking happy. Munch and Fin glanced at her and Fin said,
"What kind of happy bug jumped up your butt today, Liv?"
"Oh, it's nothing, really,"
"Nuh uh. Spill. Now." Munch said bossily, and she laughed. Just then, her phone trilled and she answered.
"Benson. Oh, hey Casey. Yeah, come on down, I gotta tell you something. Hurry up, girl!" She hung up and ran outside to wait for Casey. The three heard voices outside the door, and then Casey squealed.
"Oh my God!"
"Shut up!" Olivia hissed, and Casey strode in, Olivia on her heels.
"So, what's this about some good news, Liv?" Cragen said, striding out of his office.
"I'm getting married." She said simply, and they all stood there, shocked.
"To who?" Fin managed to say, thinking that it was Elliot.
"Nathan. You remember him, don't you?"
"Oh yeah." They all said, and then Casey started chattering about wedding plans. Melinda came in and jumped right in.
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After work that night, Olivia was getting ready to go when she realized she wasn't alone in the locker room. She turned and saw Elliot standing there.
"Hey El."
"Hey." He said quietly.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Hey, congrats about getting married."
"Thanks El. That means a lot to me, you approving." She said softly, facing him.
"It does?"
"Yeah, it does. Hell El, you're my best friend. Of course your opinion matters to me."
He looked at her for a long moment and then she gently hugged him, saying thanks in the way he had thanked her after she had saved Kathy and baby Eli. He eventually hugged her back, and then she squeezed his arm before slipping out. Elliot sat on the bench, head in his hands and wished to God that he was in Nathan's place right then.
Drove to the church
In my suit and tie
But I just couldn't bring myself
To go inside
Finally it was the day of Olivia's wedding. Elliot got up and got dressed in his suit and tie. He drove to the church where she was to be married and become Mrs. Brooks. In his mind Elliot thought of her as Mrs. Stabler, but he would never tell anyone that, since now it was, and would forever be, a fantasy. He parked outside of the church and saw a limo waiting out front, no doubt waiting for the bride and groom to come out and get in, to go to the reception. Elliot pulled a small flask of beer out of his consol and took a sip, hoping it would help his nerves.
And he sat there. And he sat there. And he sat there.
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End of chapter 1!!! Only two more to go, and I LOVE REVIEW JUST AS MUCH AS I LOVE GARTH BROOKS!!! (Which is a whole lot, in case you haven't noticed!) Well, I hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading and PLEASE REVIEW!!!