A/N: I do NOT own SVU the show, or the characters. They all belong to Dick Wolf, not me. I own this story, the idea and the characters that have been 'made up'. This is going to be an E/O story, but smut isn't really my thing, just to put that out there. This story is based two years after Elliot left SVU, I hope you enjoy it... Please review here or tweet me MariskaMania. Thank you. Enjoy.
It had all gone wrong. The plan had failed. It had never failed before, he'd gotten cocky, overly confident. He ruined everything. There was only one way out of this. Seeing the beaten woman on the floor, her blood creeping out her nose, the short dark haired man knelt down, took his victim's head and gave it a hard twist. The bones cracked, the woman's body seemed to become more relaxed than it had been seconds before. His first kill. The taste of murder running throughout him, he couldn't decide if he liked it or not. But he couldn't. Not a chance. The sex, well that was risky enough, but murder. No, he'd have to think about this.
A single card slipped from the man's pocket. A business card, he'd only had it for a matter of hours, and now it was gone. 'Detective Nick Amaro. Special Victims Unit.'
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Olivia sunk in to her couch, a beer in one hand, she brought it to her lips slurping from the bottle. Her eyes fell upon a photo of her and her partner, Elliot. Ex partner.
Five months in counting, she tried to reach him, but his phone was off, then the number was cancelled. Anger blazed through her followed by tears of frustration and pain. It had been two years to the day she'd found out her partner of twelve years had left her. Everything had changed that day. Her world had come crashing down around her, and on top of her partner leaving, she'd been saddled with a newbie who she still found herself questioning.
Three beers later, Olivia finally kicked off her shoes, her deep brown eyes falling heavy under the sandman's spell. A heavy urgent knock woke her from her couch slumber, she groaned softly not wanting to move, then dragged herself to her feet and opened the door.
"Hello Liv." a friendly, familiar voice said.
Olivia stood in shock for a second, she slammed the door shut, then opened it again. "Sorry." she barked, lost for words.
"It's okay."
Standing to the side, she let him in. She closed the door behind him and turned, "Elliot. It's been months. Nothing about this is okay!"
"Olivia, I have something to tell you." the handsome man said trying to calm her.
"What? That you've forgotten how to answer your phone? Or that you forgot to give me your new number?"
"Kathy and I have split up. It's over."
Olivia stumbled for words, there were none. "So why are you here?" Olivia tried to stay as calm as humanly possible, but the cracks in her foundation of calm were getting bigger by the second. "Didn't have anywhere else to go?" her anger now taking over the shock.
"No, Liv, that's not it at all. I came here because I missed you."
"I missed you too, but I'm not the one who forgot you existed."
Elliot went for Olivia's hand, but she retracted it, Elliot's eyes became teary; "Liv, I left because without you in my life, I am nothing. I need you, I left her because," he paused taking in a long breath, Olivia's reaction, although possible was one he never thought she'd actually have, "Because I'm in love with you. Madly, deeply, crazy in love with you. I have been for years."
Shock pulled Olivia in every direction, she slumped back on to the couch, her knees weak. She waited years to hear him say this, but why couldn't she let go of the anger tormenting her?
Elliot joined Olivia, his knees touching hers, he cupped her cheek in his large hand, she pulled away from him, but he gently pulled her back. His eyes now holding a reassuring, confirming look of what could only be described as love.
Breaking down, Olivia let the tension escape her being, falling in to his arms, he cradled her like a hurt child. He kissed her head softly never wanting to let go of her.
"Liv, I want to make you happy."
Olivia sniffed, she had no idea what to say to him, she felt the same, but something was eating her up inside. She couldn't let go.
/
"Olivia, you and Nick have a shout." Cragen called out from his office door way, "Young woman found raped and murdered in an alley outside of Walkers nightclub."
Olivia nodded, and soon after leaving arrived at the club.
"'Bout time you guys got here, I reported this three hours ago!" the huge man said.
"Can you tell us what you know?" Amaro asked.
"Well, I was 'ere last night, and everything was fine. Come in this morning, and it's all fucked."
Olivia looked at the man, "You are talking about the dead body, right?"
"What?" the man's face dropped, "Nah, my place has been done over, it's only empty three hours a day and some jackass has come in and trashed my office. All my security footage and cameras are recked! You know how much that's gonna take to replace all that? Thousands!"
Olivia turned to Amaro, "There goes half our evidence."
Amaro shrugged, "I'll see if there's any other cameras around here we can take a look at." Amaro went to leave, Warner called Olivia over, everyone else had vacated at least ten feet from the medical examiner and the body.
"Olivia, you have to see this." Warner stood up, with a secretive push, she handed Olivia Amaro's card.
"He hasn't seen the body yet. He might know her." Olivia said trying to find a reason as to why his card would be next to her victim.
"You're the only person who knows." Warner informed.
Olivia nodded, her concentration was somewhat less than her usual one hundred percent; her mind always managed to find it's way back to the man sleeping on her couch. Elliot was in her brain, and would not leave.
Amaro returned, "The camera that points straight down this alley is a dummy."
"We need to talk." Olivia walked out of the alley and got in to the crown vic. Amaro knew the call, he got in too.
"When we get out of this car, you need to tell me if you know that woman." Olivia said nothing more than that, she didn't fully trust the man next to her.
Getting out, Amaro went over to the body, he studied her face but there was a blank expression on his. "I have never seen her before in my life."
"Are you sure?" Olivia pressed.
"Positive, I'm a green eyed man, love them, I'd remember those eyes."
"Nick, your card was next to her body."
Nick's mind raced but his face remained calm. "I only got them printed yesterday, I suppose I could have given her one, but like I said, I'd remember those eyes. Maybe I gave it to someone she knows, or dropped one and she picked it up."
Olivia nodded but said nothing. She was not convinced by him at all, and the more she thought about it, the less she liked it.
"I'll call you as soon as I have her results." Warner said breaking the thick awkward air.
Olivia smiled half heartedly, if something like this had come up when Elliot was there, what was she thinking, Elliot, Fin and Munch would never be in this situation. They wouldn't deny it anyway, or make up some little story. Olivia took her phone from her pocket, nothing. Not even a text. She sighed and caught the attention of Warner.
"Are you okay Olivia?"
Olivia looked up and smiled again, her heart wanted to scream, No! No I'm not, but she couldn't. "I'm just a little tired."
"I tried to call you yesterday after you finished work, but it went to voice mail. I thought we could've gone out for a drink, you know. Two years."
Olivia nodded, "I know, I got caught up with an old friend. I'm okay."
Warner smiled softly, "You know where I am if you want to talk."
"I know." Olivia said softly.
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Back at the one six, Olivia scouted out Fin, she thought about talking to Munch, but he seemed a little under the weather, she shot a look at Fin who saw the urgent look in her eyes, he stood up and followed her to the interrogation box.
"Liv, what's up?" Fin's voice sounded concerned.
"I think we have a problem, but I'm not certain."
She waited for him to answer, "Go on." the detective sat down on the table, perching himself comfortably waiting for her to continue.
"I think there's something going on with Nick. He had these cards made yesterday," she said taking one from her pocket and handing it to Fin, "The Jane Doe at my crime scene was laying next to one, I asked him if he'd seen the girl before, he was adamant he hadn't. I told him about his card being next to her and he spun me a story about how he must have given it to a friend of hers or he dropped it and she picked it up, and it happened to land next to her body."
Fin nodded, "You don't think it's possible?"
"The card was in better condition than that one." she said looking to her own card.
Fin rubbed his face, "You don't think he did it do you?"
"No. I don't know. Lately, he's been off his game, he's tired all the time, his appearance has been lacking. I really don't know what to think."
"You want me to talk to him?"
"No, I think I'm going to talk to Cragen, you good to work this case with me?"
"Sure Liv, you know I've always got your back."
/
Olivia decided against talking to Cragen, she tried to think about it, how would the words even come out? 'I think there's a chance Amaro is more involved than he's letting on..' No! Not a chance, Olivia arrived home, the whole time her mind questioning if Elliot would still be on her couch.
She pushed the key in the door, but before she had time to open it, her handsome house guest greeted her with a big smile.
A/N: Do you think Olivia can forgive Elliot? Do you think Amaro actually is involved? What is Amaro's secret? Let me know what you think by reviewing. I hope you've enjoyed the first chapter of Amaro's secret.
