OK, here's a new story. This takes place in Season 7, before Fault. But Elliot is divorced instead of just separated. I don't own any of the characters except those I invented in this story. Please read and review. I always like to hear feedback to keep me going!
EO FOREVER- EOEOEOEOEOEO
Olivia got out of the shower, drying herself off and wrapping a towel around her hair. She pulled on her robe and walked into her bedroom. Her black dress was laid out on the bed, with a pair of black and white pumps resting on the floor. She smiled, excited about the evening ahead. She was going to an engagement party for Casey and her fiancé Aaron. Casey's parents were hosting it at their house in East Massapequa, which was quite large and right on the water, so it was certain to be a somewhat swanky event.
Casey had been dating Aaron, a lawyer in a private firm, for a little over a year and they had gotten engaged about two months ago. Olivia was so happy for her. They were a good match, and Aaron treated Casey well. The wedding was going to be a small affair, and Olivia was her maid of honor. The rest of the squad was invited of course, both to the engagement party tonight and to the wedding.
Elliot, Fin and Munch had all complained about going to the party tonight, especially since it was out on Long Island, but Olivia had put her foot down and made it clear they were going. Casey had been a good ADA and a good friend to all of the detectives in SVU. They had all worked together for years and she deserved their support. She suggested that they all go together, simply because it was a long drive, and to make sure they actually came.
Normally Olivia didn't like to get dressed up, but it was nice to get dressed up sometimes and have a normal night out. And it was always fun to hang out with Elliot, unless he was in a 'mood'. Olivia had been in love with Elliot for as long as she could remember, but Elliot had been married for most of their partnership. So even though Elliot frequented her dreams, both day and night, she had kept those feelings to herself. They were exceptionally close, having been partners for so many years, but they had carefully defined boundaries. It wasn't unusual for them to spend 12 hours a day together, they talked and texted outside of work, they flirted sometimes, but that was the extent of it. They never revealed too much personal information, never let the looks linger too long, and they never touched unless absolutely necessary. It was as if they both knew that if they touched each other, they would be unable to stop. But now Elliot was divorced. He had been for several months, and had been adjusting to a new apartment in the city and visitation with his kids. She had hoped that once he was settled, he would make some kind of 'move', as she was pretty certain he felt the same way she did. But he hadn't, and it had left her confused. He continued to act like his normal, overprotective self around her, but hadn't changed the trajectory of their relationship at all. She was getting frustrated. Why did he act so overprotective, scaring off any potential dates, if he wasn't interested in her himself?
She heard her phone buzz on the nightstand. She walked over and saw it was a text message from Elliot. "On my way". Olivia gasped and looked at the time. She didn't realize she was running so far behind. She hadn't done her hair or makeup, much less gotten dressed. She hit REPLY and texted back. "Running behind. Let yourself in."
She ran into the bathroom and started getting ready.
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Elliot read Olivia's text message. He couldn't believe she wasn't ready. Olivia wasn't one to spend a lot of time 'primping' and she had been home all day. Of course, it helped that she was already amazingly beautiful. Elliot had seen her after days without sleep, no make-up and wearing the same clothes, and she was still stunning. Elliot may have been a little biased, as he was madly in love with Olivia. But he was pretty sure that it wasn't just him that thought so…he saw the way heads turned when she walked by. He had to listen to perps make rude and suggestive comments. He heard uniforms talking when they thought they couldn't hear them. There were also lots of rumors about Elliot's and Olivia's relationship; everyone assuming they were sleeping together. He wished. But they barely even touched each other; that would have been too dangerous. Olivia had been among the topics in several fights between Elliot and Kathy, and even though he denied it, he knew that it was part of the reason for his divorce. Kathy knew he was in love with Olivia.
Once he was divorced, he thought it would be easy to tell Olivia how he felt. He was pretty certain she felt the same way. But he hadn't. He couldn't. He was scared. Scared that she didn't feel the same way. Scared that even if she did feel the same way, she wouldn't want to change their relationship. SVU was her life, and if they were involved, they couldn't be partners any more. What would happen to them if they couldn't be partners anymore? And so he hadn't said or done anything. But he had to get his shit together. He had wanted her for so long, and now when he had the opportunity, he froze. He scrubbed his hands over his face, and then realized he had been standing there for ten minutes. He swiped his keys off the table and walked out, locking the door behind him.
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Olivia had finished her hair and makeup and walked into the bedroom. She put on a lacy black bra and a sheer black thong. She pulled on her dress, pulling the zipper up the back. She sat down on the bed and put on her strappy shoes. Finally dressed, she stood up and looked in the full length mirror attached to her closet door. Her black dress was form fitting, hugging her curves in all the right places. It was sleeveless, and had a scoop neck, showing some cleavage but not too much. With her shoes, the dress came to just above her knees. She turned left and right, and decided she looked OK for the party. She wanted to look nice, maybe attract the eye of a certain male detective, but not come across as slutty.
She heard a knock at her door and smiled. She couldn't believe she had actually finished getting ready before Elliot got there. She walked out of her bedroom, and walked to the door, peeking through the peephole before she opened it. She swung the door open to see Elliot, Fin and Munch standing there.
She smiled "Wow! All three of you came to pick me up?" She noticed Elliot giving her the once over, trying not to stare. She smiled and motioned for them to come in.
"Well, I wanted to give you a little extra time to get ready." Elliot said, walking into the apartment with Fin and Munch behind him.
"You look beautiful baby girl." said Fin, leaning over and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Here here." said Munch. "You clean up nicely." He joked.
Olivia rolled her eyes. "Thanks John." She looked over at Elliot. He hadn't commented, but she could tell he was trying to stop his eyes from roving, looking anywhere but at her. His eyes finally met hers and he smiled. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yes, just let me grab a few things and we can go." She walked back into her bedroom, swaying her hips a little more than necessary as she went, smiling to herself.
Fin smacked Elliot in the arm as he watched him watching her. "Stop looking at her ass."
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They left the apartment and got into Elliot's car. Fin and Munch climbed in the backseat, and Elliot held the passenger door open for Olivia. Olivia slid in, quickly pulling her dress down as it rode up on her thighs. Elliot got into the driver's side, stealing a glance over at Olivia as she buckled herself in. He took in her long, tan legs and blew out a long breath through pursed lips. God, the things that woman did to him.
They made it to Casey's parents' home in just a little over an hour, chatting and laughing along the way. The guys weren't really looking forward to the engagement party per se, but they were always happy to hang out together and have a good time.
When they arrived, Elliot pulled up front and a young man came and took the car. Elliot helped Olivia out of the car, resting his hand lightly on her bare arm.
"This house is beautiful!" said Olivia. "I knew Casey's parent had money, but jeez…" They all walked up to the door and it opened as they reached it. They walked in and paused inside the doorway. They were in a larger foyer that opened to the right into a large living room. There was a huge stone fireplace on the back wall, and a wall of windows from floor to ceiling that faced the water. There were comfortable couches and chairs scattered throughout, but some of the furniture had obviously been moved to accommodate people. A bar was set up in the corner, near the windows, with some bar stools. There were people milling around with drinks in their hands, and servers carrying trays of food through the crowd. Olivia finally spotted Casey talking to some man Olivia didn't recognize, and caught her eye as Casey turned around. Casey waved and walked over, the man following her.
"Liv!" Casey said. "Hi guys." Casey gave Olivia a big hug and gave Elliot, Fin and Munch a quick kiss on the cheek. She had a huge smile on her face and Olivia had never seen her look so happy.
"Guys, this is Jack Spencer." said Casey, motioning to the man next to her. He was about the same height as Elliot, but had dark, wavy hair, green eyes and an athletic build. He was dressed in a nice, dark grey suit, with a white shirt and a dark green tie that matched his eyes. Olivia's eyes lingered for a moment as Casey introduced them. Elliot watched Olivia watching him, and saw her as she ran her tongue over her lower lip.
