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Fic Title: Lockdown

Chapter: 1

Summary: Elliot and Olivia always had a special unspoken bond that no one could ever understand. Through thick and thin, they stuck together. Through all the ups and downs, arguments and disagreements; they stood tall and they stood strong. Side by side. However, everything changed the moment Olivia successfully infiltrated into the eco terrorist group. Having to leave Elliot for an unknown amount of time wasn't easy on her; and it wasn't easy on Elliot either. However, once she returned, the two didn't quite know how to act around the other. They felt as if they hardly knew one another, and that such short time brought such big change. Their bond seemed shattered… Along with the forbidden love they both felt. Nevertheless, Cragen demands they clear the air between them and hop onto their next case… A case that could either make or break them. The two arrive at a Psychiatric Hospital, where a series of rapes have been occurring, and as required, they check in their badge, gun, and cuffs at the front desk. Soon after, they find the man has gone onto a more sophisticated spree of crime…murder. Having killed over a dozen mental patients, he heads down into the lower levels of the hospital, and when Benson and Stabler pursue, the entire hospital is put on Lock-Down, leaving them alone and defenseless against one armed perp. How will they survive? Can they rekindle their bond? Just how far will these two unrequited lovers go in order to make it out alive… R&R

A/N: This idea has been in my head for sooooo fucking long!! The summary sucks, but I'll get around to enticing it up a bit better. This is more or less post season 8 before season 9. I'm working on a lot these days…yippee me! Over Drive will have its new chapter up by the end of the week as well as A Devious Thing Known as Fate new chapter. Gravity of Love….I will get to it….unfortunately I haven't found a place with a floppy drive and I am too lazy to retype! Oh well. Let me know what you think about this idea!

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The rain beat down endlessly upon the streets of Manhattan, leaving no spot untraced without a tiny droplet of saltine water from the heavens. The gloomy day caused for rather lazy circumstances, however Olivia found herself tempted to jog through it. 'Just once...' She thought as she poured herself a glass of coffee. Her eyes were glued to the window, and although the blinds made it damn near impossible to see out of; she still managed. She lifted the steamy cup to her lips, and greedily took a long sip. She grimaced with disgust as she swallowed, turning her gaze to Munch. The old man gave a glance to her, and a small apologizing shrug. Rolling her eyes, she afflicted her gaze elsewhere, landing on the strong chiseled chest of her partner.

She had to blink in momentary shock that she hadn't noticed him, nor felt him move closer to her. And she couldn't phantom the idea why is scared her.

Taking a breath, she stepped out of his way, avoiding his gaze at all costs. After all, thats how it had been. Neither had been willing to sit and talk about the undercover case, or the new partnership. Neither were willing to discuss the new changes that were made, and the new 'them'. Their partnership seemed to turn into platonic-work-only. There were no more late night coffee's, or over night conversations up in the cribs. There were no more dinners, nor lunches. Not even a good morning coffee from Starbucks. It was just them. Benson. Stabler. The SVU's two best detectives.

Seeing the look on her face, Elliot tried his best to ignore the fact that the past few months had been hard on her as well. He didn't like the fact that their choices made her suffer. And above everything else, he knew he was the reason. He had betrayed her trust, her partnership. Her friendship. And even...her love.

Their love.

Before the infiltration, he knew it was there. Could feel the strong waive of emotion coursing between them in some underlying current. It was a deep affection, solid attractive that drew them together. Like a moth to a flame. It was who they were, and Elliot dared to think that it was who they are even now.

After pouring himself a glass of Munch's pot-o-shit, he returned to his desk, glancing up to see if she had even noticed him coming over this time. When he spotted the sharp move of her brown orbs, he smirked, lifting his glass to his lips.

"What?" It bothered her to think he were trying to pull one over her. She couldn't tolerate the playful banter this time around. Not when he had been no less a prick over the past few months.

"Nothin'." He shrugged, completely ignoring her tone of voice. Two could play at that game. "I can't smirk?"

"Not at me."

"Touche." He murmured under his breath, looking at his computer screen. The skies had begun to darken, and so did Olivia's eyes. Pure, raw anger filled her voids of emotion and she could barely contain the words coming out of her mouth. If she didn't have such great control, she knew she'd have yelled them.

"You were a little touche' with your last partner Stabler." The flash of hurt in her eyes wasn't dim, and Elliot couldn't help but feel guilty about what she must've saw the day she had returned. He remembered Cragen telling him about her arrival, and how she had caught the inappropriate touching and attitude he'd had with Dani. The one woman he had nearly as much hate for as his ex-wife. Heaving a sigh, he nodded his head as he softened his gaze into a more sincere apologetic look.

"I already said I was sorry about that Olivia, what else do you want from me?" The question had to be asked, and Olivia had to bite her tongue before blurting out the words she had wanted to say to him for so long.

'You can't be that selfish... You'd lose your job, your life.' She thought bitterly, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she adverted her brown eyes to the marble floors. "Something you won't give." She stated, seeing the look of confusion across his face. "Or can't give. One or the other." Sighing, Olivia stood and stretched slightly before tossing her empty cup into the trash can.

"Elliot. Olivia." The sound of their Captains voice clearly rang above all others, and the two turned their heads towards Cragens open doors to see him flagging them on inside. "I got a case I want you two on as soon as possible."

Making haste, the two detectives fumbled over each other slightly before finding a comfortable distance and strutting the few feet to Cragens office. Once inside, they stood on either side of the room, arms crossed. The air was thick, and anyone could have cut it with a knife. Cragen opted to send them both to partnership therapy, if only they had the time. He sighed, tossing a case file onto his desk near Elliot. the brute man narrowed his eyes, reaching for it slowly with only a glance to his obviously zoned partner.

"I don't know whats going on between the two of you, but this little debarkle needs to be solved soon so your personal feelings don't affect this case."

Shifting her position, Olivia skipped the small talk and went straight for the business at hand. She wanted to end this quick and painlessly.

"Whats the case Captain?"

"Criminal Justice Psychiatric Ward has had numerous rapes in the past two weeks. They think they know the man who did it, but they want our help. The last few rapes have been more brutal than others, and they didn't want to turn to anyone other than special victims. I trust the two of you can get your butts down there tomorrow and work this case out. I've already reserved your room at the hotel. I don't want to see you two until this case is solved, got it?"

Silence filled the air, and the two stray partners glanced over to the other with a muffled sigh and a mere nod of the head before walking out of the room. Cragen shook his head with a crooked grin.

"Head home now, and get plenty of rest!" He called after them, sitting back in his chair. If there were anyway to get those two back on track, it was a case that involved over night stay. He couldn't he was fond of disobeing the rules and getting a one room-hotel for two detectives in the same unit, but he couldn't say he hadn't been wanting them to throw in the towel either.

Slamming the locker closed, Olivia silently cursed the fact that she had to spend God knows how long with Elliot. It wasn't that she minded it; not in the least, but it was the very fact she wanted this more than anything. Wanted the alone time. She hated feeling dependant, open to anything. and it couldn't help that they only had one room. She could only imagine how that would turn out.

"I'll see you in the morning Liv." Elliot called as she grabbed his jacket and hurried towards the door. Olivia rolled her eyes and thought back over the past few weeks they hadn't spoken outside of work. Was this going to be difficult? Yes. Dangerous? Possibly. With a sigh, she headed for the door, thoughts filling her head, all and none of Elliot Stabler.

She hadn't a clue to what was in store for the both of them.

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