Okay this is the squeal to Danger of Love... that was a one shot but everyone kept asking me to write more so I am. Sorry if things are messed up... I got a tattoo on my wrist yesterday and I am trying not to hit it because it still hurts.

Chapter One

Emergency

Hospital Call

Elliot watched his partner get by the EMT into the ambulance. "I am going with." He said. They nodded and let him in. They slammed the doors. They were screaming things at each other, telling each other what to do. But the words didn't make since to Elliot, the were just loud mumbles. He was fixed on Olivia. They put an oxygen mas on her. She was still unconscious. Her hair was still perfect, but not the same as usual. Her head was down and off to the left., facing away from Elliot. Like she couldn't even face him asleep.

The ride was quicker then Elliot had expected. They rushed Olivia in the ER taking only a few seconds to transfer beds. Elliot had to wait in the waiting room, where he was joined by the rest of his squad.

"Elliot, do you know what happened?" Cragen asked, still standing. Elliot hung his head down. His elbows where on his knees.

"No, when I left her in there she was fine...well physically fine." Elliot shook his head.

"What do you mean physically? What was wrong with her emotionally?" Munch asked. Elliot had realized that he said the last part out loud.

"She was um, really stressing out over this case."

"So she took off her shirt?"

"Munch, shut the hell up!" Elliot half yelled.

"Whoa, calm down." Cragen said.

"Sorry, captain I am just worried."

"We all are..." Cragen sat down in the chair next to Elliot. "What happened?"

"I just said I don't know.... she might have been pissed at me for something I said before I left her... I dont know!" Elliot was holding back tears... he knew it was something he said that made her want to hurt herself. But he couldn't understand why she had wanted to... this wasn't like Olivia to do something like that. But then again, what happened in that locker room wasn't like anything they had been threw before.

A hour or so had passed. The doctor finally came out of the ER. Elliot stood up so fast he nearly took the chair with him. "Is she okay?"

He nodded. "She is fine. She hit her head on something... we don't know what yet. She is still asleep. We put some pain medicine in her so she should be out for another 45 minutes or so. She didn't crack her skull but she did cut it deep enough for staples..."

"How many?"

"3"

"3! But there was so much blood!"

"Head wounds bleed more then normal... you should know that defective..."

"But if it's not bad, why did she pass out?"

"The amount of blood she did lose because no one caught it for a couple hours... she was passed out at least 2 hours before you showed up.... If you would have waited any longer she would have died." Elliot felt his knees go weak.. Died?

"Can we see her?" Cragen asked for Elliot.

"Yes, but like I said she wont be up for a while."

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Olivia shifted. Her head was killing her. What happened. She groaned, and lifted her heavy eyes open. Elliot was standing over her with his hand in hers.

"What happened?" She asked. Her head spinning still.

"We where hoping you could tell us." Elliot smiled. "You are in the hospital."

She looked around finally restering where she was. "what the hell happened to me!" she sat up but fell back down.

"You hit your head... we don't know on what tho."

It all came flooding back to Olivia. Saving Elliot, Edwards running away, kissing him, him leaving her broken. She looked down and quickly removed her hand from Elliot's. "Don't you dare touch me! Not after what you did that to me! You bastard!"

A cough came from the other side of the room. She looked over to see the rest of the unit there. She blushed a little because of her outbreak. But it was soon replaced by hurt and anger. She looked back at Elliot.

"Leave."

"But Oliv-"

"No I don't want to hear it! GO!" She didn't care that her head felt like it was going to explode. She wasn't going to have him hurt her like that again. But Elliot didn't budge. Olivia just glared at him.

"What happened after Elliot left you in the locker room?" Cragen asked.

Olivia eyes grew wide. "You TOLD them what happened in the locker room!"

"No!" Elliot snapped.

"Although we really want to know." Munch said wittfully. Elliot and Olivia both shot a hateful look towards him.

"Then what do you mean?" She finally asked.

"You where hurt in the locker room. No one had come in and you never came out."

Olivia bit her lip trying to remember. "I... I was crying." She paused to see Elliot's reaction to knowing he had caused her pain. She looked back down after seeing him hurt. "I don't know... I wasn't think straight and I banged my head against on of the lockers.... Everything went black after that... next thing I know waking up here.."

Elliot shifted... it was his fault she was her. "Liv. I am so sorry."

"Save it." Her voice sour. They hear d the door close and noticed they were the alone. "Elliot, please just go."

"Thats not going to happen."

"Do you like messing with my mind! You love me one minute, rejecting me the next, and now you want me! Do you get some sick pleasure out fucking with me!?"

"I almost lost you! I am not going to let that happen again!"

"Why should it matter to you?!"

"Because you may not believe it but I DO love you! And seeing you back there in that locker room, bleeding on the floor. Because of me. It made me see that I can't lose you! I wont!"

"And how do you want me, Elliot?! This doesn't change anything!"'

"This changes everything! I want you, all of you. Not as my partner. As my lover, my best friend. I guess if I can't have you like that I will just put my feelings aside, once again, and be your partner."

"Elliot." She thought her head couldn't spin any worse but she was wrong. Her head fell back against the pillow. Her eyes slid shut.

"Olivia?!" Her grabbed her hand. Her hair fell infront of her face and Elliot pushed it behind her ear. "Its okay, Liv I am here." Threw her dizziness she smiled. He cupped her face and she re-opened her eyes. "I am sorry I did this to you."

"El, I was the one that bashed my head in the locker."

"Yea, but I made you want to hurt yourself."

"I didn't intensionally hurt myself... I don't know why I did it."

"Yes, but I put you in that position and I am sorry. I dont plan on doing that to you again anytime soon, hopefully never." He kissed her forehead.

"Elliot, I don't know... I mean you hurt me, bad. I can't just forgive you like this."

He sighed and took his hands off her face. She grabbed them quickly. "I didn't say I didn't like it. I just dont want to be hurt like that again. I love you Elliot. And you need to tell me right here weither you wan me to be with you or not."

"I do. I want to be with you. All of you. Your mind, or soul, your body."

She bit her lip. "And your family?"

"It's not like I wouldn't see them ever again... the other night I over heard Dickie and Lizzie and they think I should be with you instead of Kathy. I am sure Kathleen wouldn't mind it after you save her ass, and Mureean would just have to deal with it."

"And Kathy?"

"Just can just deal with it to...." She smiled, but he didn't. "She left me when I went undercover for this last assignment... that is why I was mad when you told her I was missing."

"Oh..." she paused for a moment. Something lingering on her lips that she didn't want there. A question she had to ask but didn't want to. During the silence she built up the courage to ask. "Am I your rebound?" Her voice was shakier then she intended. She was playing with the hem of the blanket.

Elliot looked back up at her. "No. God no... if anything that is what Kathy was." He smiled and so did she. Elliot leaned in and pecked her lips. He paused a monet, just inches from her face, to see if it was okay. She leaned in the rest of the way and kissed him. Her lips where cracked and dry and his moist and warm. He slid his hand around her neck. He could hear her heart monitor speed up. He smiled in the kiss. She slid her arms under his and held him close. His hand travled up a little farther and barely grazed her gash on her head. He could feel wince under him. "Sorry..."he mummbled. He moved his hand back down to her jaw line. She was crying. He pulled away. "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head. He hadn't. "No..."

"Then whats wrong?"

"I am just happy..."she smiled. Her whipped the tear away with his thumb and kissed her again.

"Me too."

there will be more...