A/N: Anyone else know the feeling when you have 2 unfinished multi-chapter stories that you need to update but then another idea comes to mind that you just have to write and then you have 3 stories that are all unfinished and with different plotlines. Hahaha well...here it is. Don't worry, I am definitely still working on Father of Mine and Vanished, a story I started in April that has yet to have a chapter 2's update is half written :P

Yesterday I watched an episode of a show called "In The Heat of The Night" that Mariska guest starred in about 10 years before she was on SVU andddd this idea was born! I am not exactly sure where it is going yet but figured I'd start it and see. El and Kathy are divorced so EO is together, of course...would I write them any other way? :) This is set during the episode Stalked, Season 1, episode 8. Olivia thought it was over, she was finally happy, safe even. She had the job she wanted, a loving and devoted partner, and had somewhat mended her relationship with her mother. But a seemingly ordinary SVU case brings her past back to haunt her.

"I'll drive you home."

"El, you don't have to we're both exhausted, I told you I could take a cab you have the twins this weekend and-"

"While this creep's after you? There's no way I'm leaving you here alone."

"Elliot...it's a fancy restaurant. I'm a cop. Even if White was after me which we don't know for sure he's not gonna look for me here."

"He might if he's tracking your credit cards or-" She rolls her eyes at his expression.

"Can you stop being overprotective for 2 seconds?"

"You know I can't" He smirks and she sighs.

"El I'll be fine. I can take care of myself. I could probably even kick your ass if I wanted to."

"I don't doubt that Liv. But I hate even the thought of you being in danger. You know me, I'm not leaving till I know for myself that you're safe." She does know him, in fact, his protectiveness and unshakeable loyalty were 2 reasons she had fallen in love with him. No other man she had been with had been even close to that. No one had looked out for her and cared for her the way he did, and if she was honest with herself...his warm, familiar car sounded a lot better than some stinky cab.

"Ok. You can drive me home on one condition."

"Anything."

"You take the weekend off and spend it with the twins. I know how much you miss them and you've spent this whole week worrying about me when-"

"We were working."

"Yeah but you've been working overtime babe. I know you're worried and I want this guy to fry as much as you do but you deserve time for yourself too. You're gonna make yourself sick."

"But what if-"

"I'll be fine baby. I promise." He swallows hard and sighs but the worry doesn't erase from his face and she massages his shoulders for a moment, noting how tense his muscles are, her heart warming slightly because as much as she wants to roll her eyes at how overprotective he is, she knows it's because he loves her. At times he doesn't even have to say the words, she can just look at him and she knows. She wraps her arms around him from behind and kisses his cheek before resting her face in the crook of his neck. "I love you." He relaxes slightly, but she knows that there's a part of him that is still on edge and if she's honest with herself, she is too.

He turns around and pulls her into his arms, cocooning her from the world. He kisses her head gently, swaying them side to side as if dancing to the cool evening wind. "And I love you-"

He's cut off when they both become soaked by a downpour they weren't even expecting, and she laughs when he all but carries her to the car.

X

The ride to her apartment is a comfortable silence. After managing to convince him to drive her to her place and not his despite his pleas she was becoming worried herself. But she wouldn't admit it. 1. Because she couldn't let White win, and 2. Because she didn't want to put any more stress on Elliot. Her stubborn and hotheaded, but protective and loving partner looked like he had aged about 5 years since the previous morning when she had received the flowers and a note that said "No Hard Feelings."

"I'll walk you in."

"I'm too tired tonight El." She smirked, trying to lighten the mood, he smiled slightly but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Not that. I just want to make sure you're safe."

"This again?"

"You know you're not getting rid of me."

"Elliot-"

"Fine. But please blink your lights when you get inside."

"You're just gonna sit here all night until I do aren't you you stubborn son of a bitch." He chuckled and this time his smile was sincere.

"Yes, I am."

"Elliot this is exactly what White wants, I can't let him win."

"This isn't about winning, it's about me making sure the woman who means the world to me is safe. Please put my mind at ease, please." The expression on his face almost makes her cry. She had no idea what she did to deserve this man. Given her past and a previous relationship she had that had gone so badly, someone like Elliot seemed like the last person who would want to be in her life. But he had made her feel loved and wanted like she had never felt before.

"I'll blink my lights."

"Thank you." He kisses her sweetly. "I love you, Olivia. You'll never know how much."

"I think I have a pretty good idea." She returns the kiss, deepening it slightly before pulling back and grabbing her purse. "I love you too Stabler." He kisses her hand as she gets out of the car and she squeezes his before letting go. He rolls down the window.

"Liv!"

"What?" She yells back, slightly annoyed but joking at the same time.

"Call me if you need something."

"I will."

"I don't care if it's a nightmare at 3 am or your fridge is making weird sounds or your coffee maker doesn't work or what. Call me." She laughs at his rambling.

"I promise."

He breathes a sigh of relief when he sees her blink her lights and waits a bit before reluctantly driving home. Praying to whoever would listen that leaving her alone wasn't a mistake.

If he had seen the two men in the strange van across the street. If he knew the horror he would learn in just a few hours...He would have run after her and carried her to his apartment no matter how much she protested. If he knew what would happen tomorrow, he would never have taken her out to dinner, they would've stayed at the precinct and he would have watched over her in the cribs as she slept.

If he had known what would happen tommorrow...he would have gotten her out of New York altogether.

Because Elliot Stabler would do anything to keep Olivia Benson safe and to prevent his worst nightmare from coming true.

A/N: Dun dun dunnnnn. I'm ending it here for now so I can eat lunch and work on homework. Will update when I can.

Thanks for reading :) Thoughts?