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Summary: A fight, a confession, and an accident…EO, of course!!

Spoilers: Screwed

A/N: Please be nice, this is my first fanfic…Constructive criticism welcomed…Please Read and Review 

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Olivia rolled over, '1:30, who could that be?' She padded to the door and opened it, reviling a very agitated Elliot. "What are you doing here?" Once realizing he wasn't going to respond, she moved aside to let him come in. She looked at her partner, who appeared to be in his own little world, "El, what happened?"

He shook his head, "She is a cheating bitch; I can't believe her. Then she insulted the one person I turn to." He looks at Olivia, "I'm sorry you had to hear her go on. She's mad at me not you."

"I'm fine, Elliot. I-"

He interrupted her, "Don't tell me you are alright. We that she had no right to say what she said and furthermore, what she said hurt you. I saw your face after she said it, Liv. I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry."

She smiled at him, "Thanks El, but we both know that's not the only reason you're here. So what else is it?"

He looked away from her, unable to look her I the eye, "The baby isn't mine! She's been seeing someone else…" He got up, seeing the shocked look on her face, "I think a better go, sorry for waking you up. Goodnight."

As he was getting ready to open the door, Olivia grabbed his upper-arm, "El, stay here, don't leave..." She pulled him onto the couch, "Talk to me." She paused, looking him in the eye, "We used to talk; I miss that."

He looked at his hands, while trying to keep his anger under control, "Liv, Kathy and I are over."

She looked at him with her mouth wide open. He tried to lighten the mood, "That's not very lady-like." And he used his hand to close her mouth.

After she was finally able to form a coherent sentence, she said, "Elliot, I'm so sorry. I know that you were trying to work things out. Is it because of our working together again? If it is I can switch with Munch and you could have Fin."

He smiled at her kindness and compassion, "First off, you are MY partner! I finally got you back and we are not switching with Bevis and Butthead. And secondly, neither one of us want a marriage. She has Tom and I well let's just say that I'm happy here. And thirdly, the only reason we were working it out was to help out the kids."

Her mouth made an O, "Well, I'm sorry."

He got up from the couch and wondered into the kitchen. As he was filling his glass with water, he noticed a letter from the FBI. He walked into the living room with the paper in his hand, "What the HELL is this, Liv? Were you going to tell me before you left this time? Or were you just going to up and leave again?" By this time he was red in the face from yelling.

"El, Dean brought it over. He wanted me to look it over and get back to him. I told him no, but he said just to consider it. I'm not leaving, I promise. I'm here to stay; the only way I'm leaving your life is if you leave." She got off of the couch and made her way over to him, "Let's sit down; maybe watch a movie?"

He nodded, "Do you want a beer?"

She looked at him as if he'd grown two heads, "At 2 o'clock in the morning? Are you crazy?"

"Well, we don't have to work tomorrow, so why not?" She nodded and he brought back two beers, as she had just put the movie in.

"Ready?"

"Yeah Liv, play it."

Over the course of the movie, Elliot had been getting closer and closer to her. Finally he worked up the nerve to casually drape his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. When she sighed and snuggled into him, he released a breath he didn't even know he'd been holding. She must have noticed to because she looked up at him and asked, teasingly, "What's wrong El? Thought I'd hit you?"

He looked at her, giving her the signature Stabler smile, "Well, the thought did cross my mind…"

She slightly pulled away, "Elliot, I've been waiting for you to do that all night!"

He rolled his eyes, "Then way didn't you just say something?"

She sighed in mock aggravation, "A girl shouldn't have to tell you want to do, that defeats the whole purpose!"

He looked at her as if he'd just figured out the answer to a million dollar question, "Olivia Benson is a romantic?" She blushed, "And she blushes too, WOW!" He began to laugh.

"Shut up Elliot," she shoved him, "You tell anyone, and I kill you!" She threatened with a huge smile.

"Oh, a little touchy are we? Let's see I wonder what Much and Fin would give me for this insight into my Liv…."

The entire room got quite, save for their breathing 'His Liv, I wonder what that means?'

'Uh oh, she's quite. Really quite. Why did I call her my Liv?' He was mentally kicking himself, when he realized that he should probably do some damage control.

However, he wasn't expecting her to speak up first, "Your Liv Huh? No wonder your wife hates me…" She stated, not really mad, but stating a fact.

"Liv," He starts realizing he has no idea what to say except for the truth, "Liv, I guess when you want something so bad; it's hard to differentiate between fantasy and reality."

Olivia placed a hand over her mouth to keep it from hanging open 'Oh my God, did he just say that he fantasized about me!?! Heaven Help us all!'

Elliot took her silence as a sign that she didn't feel the same way and was trying to figure out a way tell her, so while she was still processing what he said, he got up and left.

Awhile later, after she finally came down from the unexpected high she got from thinking that her Elliot felt the same way she did, she realized the topic of her thoughts had left. She decided thatshe could wait to tell him she felt the same way, so she grabbed her keys and headed for the door, when her telephone rang. Hoping it was Elliot, she answered it, "Benson…"

"Olivia," It was her captain, "there's been an accident…"

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So what do you think? TBC or no TBC? You decide! R&R 