Story-Falling

Chapter-One

A/N-Sorry I am putting this up again. I had to take it down to re-do it. It had to many mistakes. So please if you review no FLAMERS please!

"My name is Olivia, I live with my husband Ricky and we do not have any kids, we live in a two-bedroom, two-bath house."

"My name is Elliot, I live in New York City with my four, Lizzie, Dickie, Kathleen, and Maureen who is the oldest child. I've been divorced from their mother, for a little over a year now."

"My name is Kathy, I live in a two-bedroom, two-bath house, with my husband Mike and my one week old daughter Audrey."

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Olivia drove to Elliot apartment to go pick him up for work. "Are you ready to go?" Olivia asked Elliot as he opened the door to his apartment.

"Yeah, Let me get my keys. "He disappeared into the kitchen and returned moments later.

I told the I'd bring in some Star Bucks, do you mind if we stop." She asked him as he put his seat belt.

Elliot chuckled aloud, "you paying?"

Olivia smiled putting the car into the car in reverse, "Don't I always?" she teased him knowing he would take offense and offer to pay.

"Twenty for coffee liv?" He asked arching his eyebrows and returning his wallet to his pockets.

"Well, next time keep your comments to yourself." She smirked taking a sip if her latte, "Ah, liquid heaven."

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Olivia walked through doors of the bull pin coffee in hand. "I got coffee." She called out placing the coffee on his desk. Within seconds detective Munch arrived at the coffee's location.

"Ooh Benson, "Munch picked up one from the cardboard carrier. I knew we kept you around for something." He laughed handing the other cup to Fin who smiled.

"Funny!" Olivia spoke sarcastically, "I thought I was here to fix your mistakes." She smiled as Elliot passed her, and extended his hand in a high five.

"Good one." He said slapping her open palm.

"I know." She laughed as she rolled her chair closer to her desk.

CRIME SCENE

"Looks like a massive blow to the head," she said shifting the hair to reveal a crushed skull. Elliot looked at Olivia who has normally olive colored skin seemed to have a tinge of green in it. Much to Elliot's Olivia straightened her and quickly walked out of the house, vomiting in the first free area she could find.

Elliot stood immediately and walked to his partner. "Olivia, are you okay?" he asked as she wiped the edges of her mouth.

She shook her head in embarrassment, and tried to make up for her blunder. "Star Bucks going down is heaven…going up…not so good." She laughed feeling herself blush.

"Mint?" Elliot offered a can of altoids.

"Absolutely." She smiled sheepishly, as the returned to the bodies.

Doctor Warner looked at Olivia as she returned and nodded her in understanding. She waited until both resumed their crouched position until she began. "This one here," she said pulling back the sheet from the male victim. "Is your perp, of course after taking a gun shoot wound to the chest, he's more of a sprinkler system." She scoffed at her own morbid sense of humor.

Elliot turned his attention to the female victim. "The girl, how old do you think she is Warner?" he asked.

"School id says fourteen." Warner said void of emotion.

"What is her name? "Elliot asked getting all tearing eyed.

"Her name is felicity Brown." Warner said as she looked at Elliot. Then Elliot looked at Olivia, Olivia knew what was going on.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Olivia mumbled with disdain as she rose again quickly, walking outside for fresh air. After several minutes, Elliot joined her, touching her softly on the back of her shoulder.

"Liv, what's going on?" He spoke in a comforting tone as he turned her to face him. This time Olivia made no effort to hide her embarrassment or feelings; instead, she stepped closer to him and buried her face into his shoulder. Not sure, of what was going on with his partner, Elliot embraced her allowing her to cry silently. In eight years, he had never seen her cry. He embraced her tighter until she relaxed in his arms, the scent of his cologne invading her senses. She felt safe, although Elliot had a clue why is to why she was afraid.

Elliot had dreamed about holding Olivia in his arms but not like this. He couldn't bare the thought of her hurting, but in spite of her hurt, just having her next to him always made him feel calm, collective, and just maybe, just maybe her touch, she could take away all his pain and sadness. He held her tighter taking in her scent of roses and poppies. He wanted her by his side; he wanted to wake up with her next to him. As Olivia body shuddered in his own, Elliot knew, she had come to her breaking point.

When he was confidant she was doing better, he separated from her against his own preferences. "I'll go back in, if I need you I will call you, stay here, get some air." He spoke concerned about her.

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"What's wrong?" Fin asked motioning his head in the direction of Olivia.

"I am not sure, she's really upset, she didn't say why though." Elliot crouched back down to the bodies trying to determine what made her crack. She had seen much worse then a simple gunshot wound and a massive blow to the head.

"Well maybe you should ask." Fin persisted.

Elliot stood back to his feet inches from fin. " I am not going to be an insensitive prick, by pushing her to tell me something she does not want too, understand me!" He furrowed his brows. Elliot protected Olivia at any costs and Fin was aware of that.

"Wow, chill out tiger, I just thought it would help, it's not the end of the world." Fin raised his hands in surrender.

"Just go call Cragen." Elliot's voice was growing tired, of the situation, tired of the bodies that consumed his mind.

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