Hey readers! This will probably be my first published FanFiction story. This takes place Season 8, and continues on. Eli will exist, and Kathy and Elliot are still married (don't worry this is an EO story, who else would I ship?) At the beginning of this story, Elliot already knows Kathy is pregnant, and Olivia is also aware. Still Season 8 though. Let me know in the comments and reviews anything you need clarification on; I love constructive criticism! Thank you for reading and enjoying:):) ALSO: think of Season 8 hair (bangs!!! She wore them so well) How would you guys feel about an Olivia pregnancy?

Chapter 1: Belle of the Ball

It started in May of 2007. The NYPD was holding its annual Policemen's Ball, where law enforcement officers could bring their spouses, but exclude their children. As always, it would be a time full of drinks and laughs between coworkers and friends.

As he turned away from his wife, he knew with his heart started beating faster.

Olivia.

In all her glory, dressed in a lavish, floor-length red dress, exposing her well-endowed cleavage, with her silky tawny-brown locks pulled into a ponytail, Olivia walked into the ballroom, attracting all eyes: men who lusted after her, and women who desired to reach that level of beauty.

He spotted her as soon as she walked in, and his breath hitched when he saw how beautiful she looked. He didn't realize he was staring until she started walking towards him with her date on her arm; Dean Porter.

"Hey El, you look great", Olivia says as she hugs him, and genuinely hugs Kathy, with whom she shares a deep respect.

"Liv, you look.. you look amazing", Elliot stammered. It is completely rare that he be rendered speechless, but Olivia's beauty and cleavage make him fall silent.

Blushing, Olivia said "Thanks so much, El. You remember Dean Porter, my case agent from Oregon?"

It was killing him to see Olivia with another man. Even though he moved back home to be with his wife and children, he can't wipe away the feelings he had, or still has, for Olivia. All he ever wanted was to be her man, to marry her and give her the children, or the family, she always wanted and never got. As he stares at her now, as she looks at Dean with the glimmer in her eye she used to have around him before their partnership was tarnished, he realizes he's sad. Sad for himself, for being roped into his marriage again, sad for her, who he knows reciprocates the same feelings. Love. Passion. Admiration. A deep mutual respect. He wants to be the one to make her smile. He wants her to be the first person he sees in the morning and the last one before he falls into a deep sleep curled up to the woman he loves with his whole soul. He wants to make passionate love to her and hear her say his name beneath him. But for now, it's not going to happen. He might just have to learn to accept it.

He was thinking to himself for so long that he didn't realize that Kathy, Olivia and Dean have already seated themselves at the same table, where Fin and Melinda and John and Casey have placed themselves, and Cragen seated at the end with his blushing date, Liz Donnelly. As the night passed on, watching Olivia dance with Casey and Melinda, and slow dance with her "not-boyfriend" Dean Porter, Elliot couldn't handle it anymore, he needed air.

--SVU--

It's like she can immediately tell when he graces his presence or exits the room. As soon as she followed him with her eyes, she knew something was up. He picked at his food, barely spoke a word to her, and even brushed off his pregnant wife in an agitated manner. She was going to follow him.

"Hey Dean, I'm just going to use the bathroom. I'm feeling a little bit warm right now."

"Sure thing, Liv. I just saw a detective from the 27 I knew from the academy, I'm going to go talk to him", replied Dean, but Olivia was already gone out of his arms, in search of the man who he already suspected had feelings for his date. Deep feelings.

Olivia fled the ballroom and pretty much caught the eye of all of her coworkers who knew exactly where she was going. They all suspected and knew in their hearts the love between the two partners, but with Elliot's wife sitting next to them, they wouldn't dare mention their complicated relationship.

As she left the banquet hall and made it to the restaurants lobby, she spotted him. His broad shoulders, tense and rigid, his hands positioned on his forehead, where you would think he had a migraine, but she knew exactly what it was. His thoughts were becoming too much to bear. Besides the few employees milling around, he was the only one there, and now here she was. She descended the steps and called out to him, shocked to see such a defeated and hollow look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Liv, I just needed some air."

"El, tell me what's wrong, you're scaring me." In all honesty, she was beyond concerned. Lately, he had been either staring off into space or staring at her with a sense of longing, something she didn't want to recognize because of his current marital status.

Elliot couldn't possibly tell her all he needed to say. That he loved her and wanted to be with her. That he, a Catholic man with such high morals, would entertain the idea of leaving his pregnant wife just to be with her. That every day at work he longs to leave at the same time her and arrive at the same home. There's nothing he wouldn't do to make her happy and to be in a relationship with her. But for now, he has to settle with voicing only some of his inner feelings.

"Liv, I just, am so confused lately and I don't know how to keep doing this. Going home, and being unhappy, it's just-"

Before he could continue, Kathy interrupted abruptly yet nicely; "El, Maureen just called me and she said that Dickie isn't feeling too well, and he wants me to come home. You could stay longer and I'll take the car back to Queens. Maybe you can get a ride from Olivia?"

Though not wanting to stay at this ball, the thought of leaving Olivia with Dean, where she would go home and probably have sex with him, angered him; he was not leaving.

"Sure Kath. Give the kids a kiss for me if I don't see them later", he said as he walked over and gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek. As she grabbed her clutch and cellphone, and left the banquet hall, Olivia looked confused.

"El, if this is about Dean, then I'll just tell him to get a ride with his friend from the 27. I wanted to bring a date since everyone else was and it would have looked pretty lame if I was the only one apart of the squad who flew solo. I'm sorry, El."

"No, Liv, its okay, I just.. don't want to be here right now. I feel like I'm suffocating lately, no matter where I am" Except for when I am with you, he wants to answer to her. But for now, just like everything else he wants to say, he bottles it up.

"Then why don't we go back to my place and have a drink. I only came to see you and Kathy and the rest of the squad, or else I would be at home soaking in the bath with a glass of wine." Oh God, thinks Elliot. The last thing I need is to have the image of olivia, in all of her naked glory, full breasts and firm ass, luscious skin, bathing in the tub with bubbles and suds covering her most private parts. He could feel his body reacting to the image, but quickly recovered to answer her question. It may not be safe to return to her empty apartment when she looks that sexy, but he doesn't care at this point. His whole life has been spent making decisions best for Kathy, for his kids; when is it going to be his time? "Sure, Liv, that would be great."

End Chapter. Tell me what you guys think. This is not my best writing, but I promise you next chapter will be sexy and steamy, with a lot of personal predicaments. Please review:):)