AN: Sorry for my lack of updates….SHIT happens PLUS Mariska didn't win! Ugh! But from what I hear Mariska and Chris "Did it" backstage, in the backseat of a car, EVERYWHERE haha! Go on, read this chapter I'm posting
If I owned SVU do you know what it would be like? Elliot and Olivia doing the "dirty" EVERYDAY, Kathy would be dead, and there would be WAY more EO then what these writers give us. Do you see that yet? NO, therefore I don't own.
Olivia left the crowd and decided to get a coffee, just because it sounded like the best damn thing to get the edge off, correction a beer would be better but Lord knows how she gets when she's drunk. Olivia shuddered at the memory. Luckily she could blame it on the alcohol, she had grabbed Elliot by the tie and planted one on him. He didn't pull away though, but she was embarrassed and too damn stubborn to tell him how long she's wanted to do that. Good God! That body that tall, slim, vigorous body of his could make anybody drool and those eyes, those blue, no, blue was the understatement of those eyes. Those cerulean eyes could make you feel as if you were in a deep ocean. His temper was a turn on but at the same time a nuisance. But then, there is that side of him that she really only sees, when he's cool, calm and collect. When he's not afraid to open up to her. When he drops the cocky ass attitude and is just himself. When he's not afraid to cry in front of her. Either way, she wants him "Dammit Olivia! He's just your partner leave it like that!" She thought to herself, she wanted that man and all she got in return was stolen glances, a few minutes of what she called eye sex but to him it could be just a stare. 12 years, 12 fucking years of not knowing if that one brush of the hands made his mind go crazy with thoughts, it sure as hell made her mind do that. 12 years of not knowing that when they were in a room alone if he wanted to slam her against that wall and mark his territory on her. 12 years of not knowing if, if, if he loves her, if he's in love with her. Olivia, so caught up in her thoughts didn't even notice her coffee was overflowing.
"Liv!" Elliot shouted "You're really wet"
"Oh yes I am!" Olivia said in her mind
Olivia's eyes shot up and widened in embarrassment "Uh, um what are you talking about?"
"You're all wet, the coffee" Elliot said
Olivia sighed in relief and suddenly felt the wet feeling of the coffee seeping through her white shirt. "Dammit!" Olivia yelled louder than intended, trying to wipe the coffee out of her shirt, eventually not succeeding she let out another curse "Son of a bitch" and walked away, but not fast enough, because right then Elliot placed his hand on Olivia's arm and gently pulled her back toward him. Their eyes were locked. You could sense the sexual tension. Olivia could see her eyes in Elliot's and Elliot could see his in Olivia's.
"Liv, you okay?" A concerned Elliot asked "You seem a little on edge"
Olivia used her free hand to brush her hair back.
"El" Olivia started in a soft voice, like a whisper "I'm fine, just didn't get enough sleep."
"Why?" Elliot continued
"Because I can't shake the thoughts of you bending me all the way over and having your way with me out of my head that's why!" Olivia said, to herself of course.
"Um, if you don't recall, we left the station around 11pm and Kathleen called me at 2" Olivia replied, sounding irritated.
"Sorry Liv, I can be annoying but it's cause I care about you" Elliot stated
"Shit! Does he know what a fucking tease he is?"
"Yeah, I know, I didn't mean to come off irritated but I didn't get my morning cup, it uh actually got me." Olivia laughed at her attempt to lighten the mood.
Elliot let out a chortle, nodded and released his grip on her arm, allowing her to go change.
Olivia opened up her locker and something immediately caught her eye. A picture, no, THE picture of her and Elliot at the policemen's ball. She wore a vibrant red dress that ended just above her knees with black 'Fuck Me Now' pumps, with pearl jewelry and her hair straightened. Alongside her was Elliot in a black tux with a white shirt. Simple, just how she liked it, Elliot was next to her with his arm wrapped around her waist. The whole night they received several comments about how "they need to get together" or "I thought they had already" and let's not forget "That's why he left Kathy, to tap some hot Benson ass" She removed her stained shirt and replaced it with a baby blue blouse. She closed her locker and returned to the bullpen.
"Benson, Stabler! The 'CSK' is at it again, get down to the crime scene and for the love of God bring me something useful." Cragen ordered as the duo exited the precinct.
Elliot and Olivia had arrived at the crime scene and went to the ME who was crouched down near the bodies. Melinda rubbed her head and noticed the detectives' presence.
"This isn't the morning cup I wanted but same MO, throats slashed, genitals mutilated and stabbed repeatedly. But something different, these victims were also shot in the head. These are victims' number…"
"Five" Elliot and Olivia both said in unison.
They got their latex gloves and got to work.
The pair walked back into the precinct and in cuffs was a potential suspect. They took him to an interrogation room and went to talk to Huang.
"So how do we play this guy" Elliot asked
"Well this guy's victims were only couples that appear to be living happy, worry-free lives. He despises that most likely due to his childhood. He feels that if he isn't happy, nobody can be happy. You need to show him how wrong he is." George commented
Olivia sighed, not liking what may be coming next "And how do you suggest we prove him wrong George?" Olivia, skeptical, questioned.
George sighed "You and Elliot need to pretend to be a couple"
Elliot just stood there, he wasn't bothered by this. Olivia raised her eyebrow and Elliot just shrugged at her. She turned back to George. "You want me to pretend to be Elliot's girlfriend?" Olivia asked. George only laughed "No, Olivia you have to pretend to be Elliot's fiancé." And that's when Elliot's appearance changed "Uh, wow" was all he said. Suddenly women walked over to them "You two get your asses in there and get me my confession, besides this whole precinct thinks there is something going on between you two, it shouldn't be that hard!"
They all turned to face her and Olivia said the words on everybody's mind "Who the hell are you and where do you get off giving us orders like you're our captain?"
The lady let out a snicker as Cragen walked over "Detectives this is the new ADA…."
"Sonya Paxton" she interrupted "and I hear you two are the 'pair' of the NYPD, it's going to be great working with you" she said with an evil grin.
"The feeling isn't mutual." Elliot and Olivia both said as they entered the interrogation room.
"You think they are going to get a confession?" Cragen asked to nobody in particular.
"They don't have to fake sexual tension or any of that good stuff so of course" George responded.
"So Steve," Elliot started, his hand was on Olivia's lower back sending chills through her body "What exactly is it about happy couples that pisses you off?"
"Um, I don't know what you're talking about" Steve replied.
"I'm pretty sure you do Steve, you…." Olivia was cut off by Elliot "Babe, don't forget to call Maria about the wedding arrangements."
"Babe?" Olivia said in her head
"Did I just call her babe?"
"Babe?" Steve asked "You two are? Dating?" Steve questioned with a gulp.
"Engaged" Olivia corrected with a bit of uncertainty.
Elliot looked at Olivia and she got the hint. "Uh yeah, Elliot and I have been engaged for 3 months."
"Wait" Steve paused "Isn't it like not allowed for co-workers to date?"
"What can I say? We sort of got out of that rule." Olivia said, grinning.
Steve gulped again and his eyes darted toward Elliot "So, uh, are, you uh, happy?"
Elliot gave a smug smirk and got in his face and in a low whisper said, "Ecstatic." Steve now had been sweating and his breathing quickened, "NO, NO, NO! NOBODY CAN BE HAPPY!" Steve said, while pacing back and forth. Elliot quickly went to stand in front of Steve and said, "But we are Steve." In his interrogating voice, Steve turned away trying to avoid Elliot's gaze but was met with Olivia's. "Is that why you murdered Shelly, Rick, Donna, Erick…."
"Martin, Tracy, Tristan, Macy" Elliot continued "And let's not forget…."
"Yasmine and Richard, you sick Son of a Bitch, Steve, did you know Yasmine?" Olivia asked with a raised eyebrow. "Uh, um, n-n-n-no, why do you ask detective?"
"Elliot, could you come here for a second?" Olivia asked, "It's urgent" Elliot gave Olivia a questioning look but complied to her request, walking out of the interrogation room with her.
"Uh, wow Liv, you're usually pissed when we're about to get a confession and a lawyer or someone does…"
"Shut up Elliot and come over to the monitor with me." Olivia instructed. "Remember when we were finding background info on Yasmine and we found out that her name used to be Yasmine Ellis."
"Yeah Liv but what does-"
"Elliot, tell me Steve's last name?"
"Ellis, but how…Oh!" Elliot answered now getting the message. "Explains the gun shot doesn't it?"
"Yes, and she was married to Steve, then she divorced him and he wasn't happy with that. He saw how happy she was with Richard and…."
"Became furious and started your spree, too bad that its ending now, stand up, Richard Ellis you are under arrest for the murders of Shelly and Rick Myers, Donna and Erick Sellers, Martin and Tracy Goldstein, Tristan and Macy Shaw and Yasmine and Richard Snow, you have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can be used against you in the court of law, you have the right to an attorney…."
"They all deserved it!" Steve exclaimed
Elliot had signed his DD5 and glanced up at Olivia, who was toying with her watch. "Hey Liv, you need a ride home?"
"Yes! Oh God Yes!"
"No, El, go be with your kids" Olivia responded
"You sure Liv, I mean it's late and we all know what New York is like when it's late." Elliot warned.
"El, I'm fine, I'll just take a cab."
Elliot was about to protest but decided to drop it, last thing he wanted was Olivia to go home mad at him. "Alright then, hopefully I'll see you tomorrow. "Rubbing his hand on her upper arm. Elliot said that every night before they went their separate ways because there was one day when he came to work one morning and she was gone, she had vanished. Ever since then he made sure he said it to her every night.
Olivia sat on her couch with a tub of Rocky Road ice cream and a spoon. She was watching some cop drama where everything was over dramatic and the partners were so close that people assumed they were sleeping together.
"Hmm, sounds familiar doesn't it." Olivia said to herself spooning herself some ice cream as she tried to get comfortable.
Elliot was on his couch, a nice cold beer in hand and the T.V. on a show, that Elliot wasn't even familiar with but it was the only thing on. He felt better going home to nothing, rather than going home to "You're sleeping with her aren't you" or "Get the hell out". He wasn't supposed to be thinking about anything, just relaxing and watching the television. He snapped out of his thoughts and brought his attention to the television. On his T.V. appeared to be a couple getting ready for a night of whatever it may be, he didn't want to think about it. He took another swig of his beer. Then the words that came from the T.V. surprised him.
"Mm, are you ready for me daddy?"
Elliot choked on his beer; the thoughts raced his mind, the flashback played over and over. He jumped off of the couch and ran out the door.
Once he arrived at the door he took a deep breath and knocked. He was greeted by the presence of Olivia and he gulped.
"El, it's late what are you…" Olivia was cut off mid sentence as Elliot pushed his way through the door, closed it and pinned her against it. He closed his eyes, a quick prayer to God that she wouldn't slap him and or shoot him. His lips crashed onto hers.
"Oh God, El, don't stop" Olivia mentally said
Her mind was telling her to grab him and bring him to the bedroom, her body, however had a different plan. She slowly pushed Elliot away and looked at him, her eyes showed lust and confusion. "Elliot, what are you doing?"
"Liv, I can't deny it anymore, this, me, you, how the fuck did we deny this for 11, correction 12 years? I always said 'I'm married, but I never actually said 'No I have never thought about my partner as more than a friend' but God damn Liv! This has been eating me alive, I want you, and not anybody else, you Olivia and it took something really ridiculous for me to realize that."
Olivia furrowed her eyebrow, she wanted to hear him say it "Elliot, what exactly are you saying?"
Elliot sighed "I love you, I'm in love with you, probably since the first time I saw you."
Olivia's eyes were wet; tears were threatening to escape her eyes. "Elliot, I love you too, but-"
"Olivia Benson, please don't come up with an excuse" Elliot pleaded
"Elliot, I was just going to say that it took you long enough!" Olivia turned to look at her tub of ice cream, "Elliot do you see my rocky road ice cream sitting on my table? That is what happens when I'm madly in love with a guy but can't get the courage to tell him how the hell I feel!" Olivia yelled, as if she were about to slap him, but her tone changed into a seductive one when she said, "Thank God you told me first!"
Elliot lifted Olivia up as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and kissed her wildly as they made their way to the bedroom.
AN: So I'm extremely sorry for my lack of updates, Twitter gets the best of me. Sadly I don't have a story about me, my sister and SVU since she's gone :( But please leave me a review, and the updates may come more frequently, I have to go, this chapter took me about 2 days to write just because I get distracted on Twitter (P3aceMaka92) did anyone see the Emmys? EPIC!
-Maureen
