A/N: Hello! So this is a oneshot I wrote a while ago, partially as a request for s-prinkles on Tumblr, and left on the back burner. But the thing is, Warren Leight is about to release a deleted scene that will most likely render this not canon. So, I wanted to get this out before that happened. I might turn it into a twoshot if it gets enough of a positive response. Hope you like!
It was just a normal day. If you could call dealing with rapists, murderers and pedophiles on a daily basis normal. Olivia Benson walked into the precinct, holding a case file. She glanced at her destination, her desk in the center of the room- but stopped in her tracks when she saw a small, flat cardboard box sitting there.
She stared at this strange box for a moment. Then, her eyes darted around the room, looking for the person who had left it. But there were too many people walking back and forth throughout the large squad room. Whoever had left this was long gone.
Olivia cautiously walked up to her desk. As a detective, she couldn't rule out that this might be a trap. But the box was far too small to hold anything really dangerous. Then again...
She sat down in the chair and absentmindingly put the case file on a far corner of the desk. She couldn't take her eyes off the box. Her right hand hovered over it as she continued to gaze at it. It was as if she expected the box to start talking and tell her what was inside. But curiosity quickly got the best of her. She picked up the box in her left hand and with her right hand, pulled off the lid.
Inside was a gold medallion on a long chain. Her eyebrows went up and her eyes widened in surprise. This wasn't what she was expecting. She put the box back on the desk and picked up the pendant to examine it. On the front of the oval-shaped emblem was an eagle, its wings outstretched, with a tassel in its beak that read, "Semper Fidelis". The eagle was perched atop a silver globe with golden continents, which was laid over a golden anchor with silver rope wrapped around it.
It was only now that Olivia noticed the folded piece of white paper at the base of the box. She picked it up and unfolded it with her free hand. She knew the handwriting instantly.
Liv-
This was part of my dress uniform in the Corps. I hope it helps you stay safe for a while.
Amo te,
Elliot
Olivia was caught in stunned silence. Her eyes darted from the pendant to the note and back several times. This was a gift from Elliot Stabler. Her partner and best friend for twelve years. The man who had suddenly quit without a word to her.
Olivia was flattered, but slightly puzzled. As heartfelt as this gift was, it wasn't like Elliot to leave a gift out of the blue. Then, a spark went off in her head. Semper Fidelis...
She turned to the computer and googled the phrase. The first result was a Wikipedia article.
"Semper Fidelis is Latin for "Always Faithful". Well known in the United States as the motto of the United States Marine Corps."
Always faithful.
She scrolled down to the section focused on the Marines.
"Semper fidelis" signifies the dedication and loyalty that individual Marines have for "Corps and Country", even after leaving service."
Even after leaving service.
Olivia smirked. So he was coming back after all. After all, the note said he hoped the medallion would keep her safe 'for a while'. Until he was ready to come back.
She found herself looking again at the note. "Amo te", it was signed. In twelve years, she'd never heard Elliot say anything like that. But her gut told her that it was a Latin phrase, just like Semper Fidelis. She entered the new phrase into a latin translator and-
I love you.
Olivia broke down crying. This was his way of telling her what he'd been holding back for twelve years. He knew that her detective instincts would kick in, he knew she'd follow the clues and find this. Clues that said more than what he could say in a single note.
She knew now what this gift really was; absolutely everything. An apology for hurting her and leaving her like he did, a promise to return to work with her evetully, and most importantly, a confession. She clutched the pendant tightly in her hand. Feeling the cold metal digging into her skin, she promptly slipped the chain over her head, then cupped the eagle in her hand. She closed her eyes and pressed it against her lips, her eyes still brimming with tears.
"I love you too."
A/N: Well, I hope that didn't make you cry too much. ;) Please leave me a review, your feedback is always insanely helpful. And remember, if I get enough of a positive response, I'll turn it into a twoshot! Have a good day!
