OK, I fixed this story because this was my first Fanfic and I messed it up. I didn't intend for this story to go any further, but if people are interested and leave a review, I may keep going. Let me know.

I don't own these characters of course. Dick Wolf does.

Chapter One

It was Elliot's birthday, and so far it had been a good day. Olivia had brought him breakfast and coffee this morning we she came in, and Olivia, Munch and Fin had taken him to his favorite spot for lunch. It has been a slow day in the squad with no new calls; just worked on cleaning up some paperwork. But the big celebration was tonight. Since his and Fin's birthday were close together, they decided to have a party and Fin had insisted that the party be at a club. Elliott was less than enthused because he didn't like loud music and didn't like to dance, so he didn't think going to a dance club was a fun idea at all. But the rest of the squad, except maybe for Munch and Cragen, thought it sounded like fun, so he didn't complain. Everyone needed a night out; a chance to blow off some steam. They had all been putting in too many hours over the past couple of months.

Elliot had already asked Olivia if he could pick her up and take her to the club so he wouldn't have to arrive alone, and she had agreed. She had left the station about an hour before, so she could get ready for the party. He was going to leave shortly so he could head home and take a shower and get dressed. When the idea of the party first came up, Elliott had confided in her that he had no idea what to wear to a club, so they had gone shopping the weekend before and bought some new slacks, a nice shirt and some new shoes. At first, he resisted because he didn't really want to spend the money on clothes he would never wear again, but he had to admit that he liked what she picked out. He shut down his computer and headed out the door.

Elliot got to his apartment and jumped in the shower. He thought about the night ahead, and was actually starting to look forward to it. He had been nervous when he asked Olivia to go with him. Not that it was a date, but he was worried she would have asked someone to go with her already and he wouldn't have been able to stand that. He was so in love with Olivia…and he knew she had strong feelings for him too. But he wasn't sure if her feelings went beyond friendship, and was too afraid to find out. They were both too afraid of ruining what they had. All he knew was that the thought of her with someone else killed him. He knew she probably dated other guys; hell, was probably sleeping with them. And even though Olivia shared a lot of her life with Elliot, she kept those details of her personal life from him. As if she knew he couldn't bear to hear about it.

When Elliott was dressed and ready to go, he texted Olivia and told him he was on his way. It was about a ten minute drive from his apartment to hers. He was going to drive there, and then they would take a cab to the club. He assumed they would have too much to drink and didn't want to leave his car at the club. She texted back "not quite ready- let yourself in if I don't answer". He laughed. It had been 2 hours since she had left the squad room. How could she not be ready? Olivia didn't strike him as one of those women that primped for hours; she was pretty no nonsense when it came to stuff like that. Of course, he mused, it probably didn't hurt that she was gorgeous, no matter what! But he did know that she was excited about getting dressed up and going out. They didn't really have much time to do anything like that. Most often, they just grabbed a drink at a bar by the precinct house after work.

When he got to Olivia's apartment, he knocked on the door and wasn't surprised when she didn't answer. He let himself in with the key she had given him for emergency purposes.

"Hi Elliot! I will be out in a minute. Help yourself to a beer! I got your favorite for your birthday!"

Elliot opened up the fridge and grabbed a cold beer. There were glasses on the counter, so he went around the other side of the counter, in the living room area, and sat on one of the barstools. He opened the beer and started pouring it into the glass. As he was pouring, Olivia came out of the bedroom and he nearly dropped the beer. She looked amazing! She was wearing a white and black dress. The black skirt was short, a couple of inches above her knees, and tight, showing off her long legs, curvy hips and small waist. The top was white, with black trim up the sides tying into a halter. The result framed a nice amount of cleavage. Her skin was smooth as silk, and the white and black made her tan skin look amazing. He had never seen her look so sexy.

It took about 30 seconds for all of this to register as she kept walking towards him from the bedroom into the living room. She smiled when she saw his reaction, which made her look even more beautiful. Her smile really lit up the room.

Olivia walked out across the living room and stood next to him at the counter. "Happy Birthday Elliot! I was going to ask if I look OK, and if you like this dress, but I think I have my answer." She smirked. She grabbed his beer and took a sip, leaning up against the counter facing him.

Elliot couldn't stop staring as she stood next to him. "You look amazing Liv." He couldn't take his eyes off her, looking up and down a few times before his eyes connected with hers. She had a bemused look on her face and he blushed.

"Sorry" he mumbled, embarrassed.

"I am glad you like it. I didn't know what to wear. I tried on a couple of different dresses but this is most comfortable for dancing." She gave him an appraising glance. "You look great too. I really like that shirt on you. It makes your eyes look really blue."

Elliot smiled. She had a big smile on her face and a mischievous look in her eyes. Was she flirting with him?

"El, I want to give you your birthday present before we leave." She leaned over, her right breast brushing against his arm, and he felt an involuntary rush of heat to his groin. For a second, Elliot thought she was going to kiss him. But she reached past him and grabbed an envelope that was lying on the counter just behind him. She handed him the envelope. "Open it!" she said excitedly.

Elliot didn't realize he had been holding his breath, so he let it out and took the envelope from her. Olivia gave him a funny look and then laughed. "Don't worry. I don't bite!" she said, still smiling.

Elliot laughed and started opening the envelope. He pulled out two Knicks tickets. "Wow! Knicks tickets! I can never afford to buy these for myself!"

"I know. That's why I got them. They are on the floor. I thought maybe you could take Dick with you."

Elliot smiled. "Maybe I will take you. You like basketball, right?"

Olivia made a face. "I am not crazy about basketball, but it might be fun to go to a game. But you can decide when it gets a little closer. I won't hold you to it." Olivia took another sip of Elliot's beer, still leaning against the counter.

"Liv, thanks. This is the best birthday present I have received in a long time. I really mean that! Usually I get ties and tools and things I need. Nothing fun like this!" Elliot stood up to give Olivia a hug. She stepped a little closer and he put his arms around her and hugged her close. But his hands connected with the bare skin of her back when he wrapped his arms around her and suddenly, he felt uncomfortable. He wanted to run his hands up and down her back and caress her bare skin! It was so silky and smooth. And she smelled wonderful. Her hair. Her perfume. Just the smell of her was making his head spin. The hug lingered and as they pulled back slightly, they were face to face. Olivia smiled back at him, and he couldn't decide if he should kiss her or not. He wanted to. He thought she wanted him to. But then the moment was past and she was pulling away. "We had better get going El. Don't want you to miss your own party. Even though I know you'd like to!"

Elliot picked up the glass and chugged down the remaining beer. Olivia grabbed the bottle and the empty glass and went around the counter and into the kitchen. She put the glass in the sink and set the bottle on the counter and turned around as Elliott came around the counter.

"El, would you mind if I asked you to hold on to a few things for me?" Olivia asked with a sweet smile. "I don't want to bring a purse, and I don't have any pockets." Olivia looked down at her dress, gesturing with her hands.

"You NEVER carry a purse. Why should tonight be any different?" He smiled, looking at her.

Olivia walked back into the bedroom and his eyes followed her. She was absolutely stunning and so damn sexy and he couldn't take his eyes off her. She came out of the bedroom a few minutes later, and handed him her driver's license, lipstick and her cell phone.

"Good thing you travel light" Elliot said has he took the items from her and put them in his pants pocket.

Elliot opened the apartment door. "After you." Olivia walked past him and out of the apartment and then turned to lock the door as Elliot came out. Then she handed him her keys. "You can hold on to these too. That way, you'll have to come home with me tonight." She shot him another mischievous look and his stomach dropped. She started walking to the elevator, swaying her hips in an exaggerated way. She WAS flirting with him. He smiled. He didn't know what was going on, but Olivia was in a playful mood. Maybe it was intentional, or maybe it was just the idea of having a night out, but he could tell that it was going to be a fun night.