Hidden

Olivia and Elliot are the prime targets of an large, organized gang and are forced to go into hiding in Bloom City Wisconsin. E/O eventually.

Not that I don't like 'em or anything, but Elliot's kids don't play well into this story. Trust me, I tried. But I tried not to make him too OOC. It won't be, promise. Just read and review. PLEASE

Not mine. Promise.

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"Wisconsin?" Olivia asked, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Bloom City, Wisconsin, it's a small city. It's a remote town a couple of hours away from Madison, no one will ever think you were there" Donald Cragen told the two, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"This is temporary, right?" Elliot asked him furrowing his brows.

"When we can make sure everything is safe, we'll be able to bring you guys home" he told them, trying to evade the question.

"How long, captain?" Olivia growled, boring holes into Cragen's eyes with her own. She was growing frustrated by the information she was being given.

"Guys, we don't know how many members of this gang there are and until we can find them, it's not safe for you to live here." he said with a grim face as if there had been news of a death.

"When do we have to leave" Elliot asked, his face just as solemn as the captain's.

"Tomorrow morning at 7:30, you have the rest of the day off, don't go anywhere unless there are officers with you, understand"

The two looked at each other solemnly, and then around the captain's office. Everywhere but where he stood.

"Understand" he barked loudly, standing up. The two nodded in response and stood up quietly.

"Goodbye, captain" Olivia said softly, with tears clouding up her eyes. She didn't see how she could go about just leaving everything she knew. The life she had established for herself, the friends that had become like family, and her home. It was all gone, thanks to a vicious New York gang.

"It's not goodbye, Olivia. I'll see you later" tears formed in the captain's eyes as well as he pulled Olivia into a hug. He was being forced to send away two of his best detectives and friends, but he knew it was for their own good.

"See you later, cap" Elliot said extending his hand to the captain. The captain took it and shook it slowly then pulling him into a hug. He patted his back, and gave him a reassuring smile. Elliot smiled back gloomily and exited the room, with Olivia following behind him. They sat at their desk, packing up their things.

"So you're leaving, huh?" Munch asked the two, hovering above their desks. Fin was at his side, and appeared to have uncried tears in his eyes.

"I guess so" Olivia smiled sadly, grabbing a goofy photo of the squad at a Superbowl party and placing it into her box.

"We're really going to miss you guys around here, now I gotta be stuck with this old fart" Fin told them, gesturing towards Munch.

"Shut up, Tutuola" Munch said helping Olivia pack some of her things in a carboard box. She smiled up at him and hugged him tightly, then kissing Fin's cheek.

"Elliot, make sure you take care of yourself and Liv out there" Fin said, extending his hand to Elliot then hugging him quickly. Munch did the same, and the two finished packing up the rest of their things.

The two gave their boxes to an officer who would bring them to Elliot's house so that no one else could tell they were leaving. They chose to stay there because his house was closest to the airport.

Elliot unlocked the door to his apartment and felt a twinge of pain running through his body. This would be the last time he could walk into this apartment. Olivia placed her hand on his back, he snapped around suddenly. She gave him a reassuring look and guided him into the apartment.

"You hungry?" he asked, walking over to his kitchen and surveying the contents of his refrigerator.

"No, do you have any tea?" she asked, sitting down on his couch.

"Yeah, coming up" he told her, pulling out a box or Arizona tea. He walked over to her and handed her a tall can of Arizona iced tea.

"Canned tea, El?" she smiled.

"I have no use for anything else" he said retreating to the kitchen grabbing himself a beer. Sitting down next to her, he clicked the television on.

"What is all this garbage?" he said flipping through the channels to find countless hours of "reality" television, washed-up celebrities, done sitcoms and FOX.

"TV has gone to hell" Olivia said drowsily sinking down into the couch.

"In a fucking hand basket" Elliot added clicking off the television.

"How about a movie?"

"All our stuff is packed up, Liv" he replied.

"What are you ? 90? On Demand, grandpa" she quipped, clicking the television back on and fishing through the On Demand choices.

"Let's watch Dark Knight" she said choosing the movie.

"I'm surprised you don't wanna watch Terms of Endearment or something" he mumbled, relaxing into the couch.

"You are so sexist" she said, punching him in his chest.

"You think I'm sexy, Liv" he smiled looking over at her.

"I did not say that" she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"Don't deny the feeling Benson" he smirked.

"Shut up, the movie is on" she shushed him and turned the TV's volume up.

He swung his arm around the couch and drank a sip of beer. She slowly relaxed against him, and let her head rest against his chest. They had never been close like this before, and he loved the feeling. He found comfort in the fact that if he had to go away, he would get to be with her. He couldn't help but feeling scared though. Being so close to her could mean falling in love and getting too comfortable with her. He couldn't risk it. Because he always screws things up. No matter what, Elliot Stabler finds a way to fuck something good up. He didn't want it to happen again.

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When Olivia woke up, her heart immediately began to tinge with pain. She felt almost like it was her last moments on Earth. She hadn't even got the chance to say goodbye to Casey, one of her best friends. Which might have been for the better, considering how hard it was to say goodbye to Munch, Fin and the Captain. She felt like she was being forced away from the only life she knew. There was so much she had left unfinished with the world. It wasn't until her thoughts came to a close that she realized she was in Elliot's warm arms. Her head lay on his strong chest, with his arm encompassing her body. She looked up at him and saw that he was still asleep. While maneuvering from her spot on the couch, Elliot's doorbell rang.

She looked through the peep-hole and saw that it was Officer Raymond, one of the officers assigned to keep watch of the building.

"Here are the files that has sent over for you, and Detective Stabler his instructions were to read them thoroughly and memorize them" Officer Raymond informed Olivia, handing over two manila folders. "He also told me to tell you that a car will be sent over in about 4 hours to pick you up and take you to an airport, from there you will have to get on a small plane that will consist of two federal agents, yourself and your partner. From there, you will meet with a car who will then take you to Wisconsin's Federal Bureau and take new ID pictures. Further questions are inside the folder given. Any questions or concerns" he finished his briefing.

"4 hours? Captain Cragen informed me that we would be leaving at 7:30 in the morning and it's 6:23 right now" she questioned, wondering if any mistakes had been made.

"After careful consideration it was decided that to ensure maximum security, your appearance would need to change."

"My appearance?" she interrogated him. What more could they do to her.

"It says on this paper that your appearance would only be changed as far as hair color, if you have any personal convictions, beliefs, or reasons as to why you cannot go through please notify the Feder-"

"That won't be necessary. What will need to happen with my hair color?" she asked. She did not know that circumstances were extreme enough that her appearance would have to be altered. It scared her that she couldn't be safe in her own skin. If she opposed, she could face prison for obstruction of justice.

"Your hair will be dyed blonde by a professional, as we don't want for you to risk your own safety, please know that we are only doing this to ensure the safety of you and Detective Stabler, we're not trying to "make you over" " he ensured her. Olivia knew what he was saying. But blonde? She stopped her train of thought as she had no time for pettiness.

"Any more questions" Raymond asked.

"No. Thank you" Olivia told him, taking in the information she had been given. She closed the door and walked over to where Elliot lay asleep.

"El, wake up" she said shaking him gently. His eyes fluttered open and he sat upright on the couch. Olivia handed him the manila folder, the two opened them and read it's contents.

"I am 34 year old Emma Dionne Ingram, maiden name Emma Dionne Chase, married to 37 year old James Bernard Ingram for 10 years, and a secretary at Camen Inc." she read aloud.

"I'm 37 year old James Bernard Ingram, married to 34 year old Emma Dionne Ingram - 10 years. No kids. I'm a corporate analysis expert from Sacramento, California" Elliot read, surveying the paper carefully. "I make an obscene amount of money doing absolutely nothing déjà vu, huh?" he said sarcastically.

"You must be an asshole" she quipped, thumbing through the pages of information.

"You're a blonde" he laughed, pointing to the information given on Emma his "wife". The doorbell began to ring, interrupting his jeering.

He swung the door open, and found that it was Raymond again.

"Agent Dixon requires you spend the rest of your time at a private facility, any items forgotten or left behind will be transported to you" he said.

The two gathered their things and prepared to leave.

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"Hello, Detectives Stabler and Benson" a tall man of about 40 greeted them. They shook his hand and took a seat in two small, metal chairs. The place they were in looked as secluded as Area 51, the inside looked like a hospital.

"I need both of your cell phones, badges, any identification that you have" he told them. They handed over the cell phones, their badges, ID's, and pretty much all their personal items.

"Detective Benson, Erica Sondi is our head of Cosmetic Alterations. You'll be going with her for hair dye and such"

"Detective Stabler, please come with me" He followed suit.

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Erica was finally finished after what felt like hours. How long could it take a person to dye hair, she thought.

"Here you go" Erica said handing Olivia a mirror. Olivia took the mirror slowly and braced herself.

Olivia stared at herself in astonishment. Her hair, once honey brown, was a light blonde color. She had waxed her eyebrows, yet they were still dark brown. The one change in hair color made everything on her look so different. While she didn't look like a completely new person, she felt different. It was the beginning of something new, so she absolutely resented it.

"It actually looks really pretty on you, Detective. You look like a fashion model. You're a really exotic-looking woman." she smiled. The woman herself was beautiful. She was most definitely Indian. She had beautiful dark skin, and long dark hair.

"Thank you" she told her sadly. Her eyes fell upon her hands and then around the room. Which oddly smelled like an odd combination of a salon and a dentist's office.

"Hey, listen to me. I know that it's going to be hard for you to go off and live a whole new life, but just take it in stride. I'm sure that your captain will find a way for you to get back as soon as possible. A woman as beautiful as you has everything to live for, we're trying to make sure you can live for as long as possible." she said sweetly. Olivia was thankful for the words of encouragement she was given.

"Thank you Ms. Sondi" Olivia smiled weakly.

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Elliot and Olivia were escorted out of the building and into a small black car with extreme tinted windows.

"Blonde, huh?"

"Shut the fuck up, Elliot" Olivia said, annoyed. She rested her head on the back of the seat and sighed heavily.

"Oliv-"

"Just shut the hell up!" she shouted at him. All of the frustration of the past month began to bubble over. She felt like going into a corner and dying. Finally fed up, she began to cry softly. Elliot put his hand on her shoulder slowly, careful not to upset her again.

"I'm sorry, Elliot" she said, sobbing softly.

"It's okay, Liv" he said rubbing her back gently.

"I don't want to leave, Elliot. It took me so long to establish this life for myself. To make the friends I did, meet the people I have. It wasn't until SVU that I realized that I had an actual purpose in life. I can't just go back to feeling so useless again, El" she poured out to him. Her body shook against his softly, until she fell ,hesitantly, asleep.

Arriving at the private airport, Elliot gently shook Olivia awake. Her eyes fluttered open to see a small plane awaiting them in the distance. She got out of the car and stared for a while.

"It's time to go, Liv" Elliot said placing his hand on the small of her back. The words pierced their hearts as they started towards the plane. Change was never their best suit. There was no turning back for them. They got on the plane as Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson. They would get off as James and Emma Ingram.

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