This is my first fanfic, so please be nice. I just write in my spare time, so my updates may be a little delayed. However, feel free to give me any feedback, but do not include rude comments because I will not tolerate it. Anyways I hope you enjoy reading this.

Background information: This story will jump back from Elliot POV to Olivia POV. You should hopefully be able to distinguish one from the other. Elliot never left SVU…he is separated at the moment, and will eventually become divorced. Olivia is still single, she does not have Noah, but stick with the story, and it will be very interesting. ENJOY!

They were both finishing up paperwork from a case that had just come to an end that seemed to take days. It took a toll on both, and you could definitely see in their faces and mannerisms. Elliot knew that he needed to get out of the precinct as soon as possible and get as far away as possible from anything that reminded him of work. He could use a drink, and he knew that Olivia could use one as well. This case took more energy from her than it had him, and he wanted to help her forget some of the heavy burdens that she was feeling. Elliot decided that he would ask her to have a drink with him after work.

"Liv?"

"yeah, El?"

"Do you want to grab a drink after work?"

"That doesn't actually sound like a bad idea. Sure I'll join for a drink or two."

Satisfied with that answer, Elliot started to work faster on his paperwork, so he could out of there sooner rather than later. He could also see that Olivia was working faster on her stack of paperwork, and it actually made him chuckle to himself because he knew she was ready to leave work as much as him.

They both saw the light at the end of the tunnel when they both finished their work at the same time. Elliot got up from his desk to retrieve both their coats while Olivia opened her drawer to get her purse. Olivia stood up from her chair with her phone in hand when Elliot came up behind her to put her coat on her. She was actually surprised with the gesture from Elliot. Olivia knew things were changing between them, but this kind of gesture was something that she was not used to. She did not question him, and just smiled at him when he came to stand in front of her when he was finished. They said their goodbyes to the squad and headed for the elevators to finally leave. Both knowing they could not wait to spend some alone time with one another. Although, they would never speak of it out loud.

The bar was not far from the 1-6, so they decided it would be better to walk and feel the cold winter wind on their faces. As they walked down the sidewalk, side by side, they did not make conversation with each other. They never really had to speak out loud to one another to know what the other one was thinking or wanted to say. Once at the bar they chose a booth that was somewhat in the back and the lighting very low. Olivia found this environment more relaxing, and she really didn't want to be bothered at this moment. Elliot asked her what she was drinking, and went to retrieve their drinks at the bar.

When Elliot made his way back to the booth he saw that Olivia was not sitting there. He scoped the bar to see if he could see her anywhere, when he finally spotted a tall woman with shoulder length brunette locks at the jukebox. Elliot wondered what she could be searching for because she seemed conflicted with what she was looking at. He started drinking his beer just enjoying watching Olivia look so concentrated on what music she wanted to listen to.

Olivia knew she should hurry up and pick a song from the list, but she needed music to calm herself, but also music that other people could enjoy. She was sure that Elliot was becoming agitated with her taking forever, but she had no idea that he was actually enjoying himself. Olivia finally selected a few songs that she knew that no else liked, and other songs that the crowd would like. She made her way back to the booth when one of her songs finally came on. Of course it was a girly song that she came to love, "Hello," by Adele.

Elliot smiled when he finally saw that she was making her way back and at her song selection.

"I love her your song selection, Liv. There's just something about this song that drinking goes so well with," he said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Ha, Ha, Ha," Liv picking up on his sarcasm.

"So how are you Liv, what's been going on with you, what's different," asked Elliot.

"What do you mean how am I, Elliot? You know the case that we just worked. How do you think I'm doing? I'm always work, so there's nothing different."

Stunned by her answer he didn't know how to respond without her snapping, so he treaded lightly with what he was about to say.

"Liv, I didn't mean to hit a nerve or piss you off. I was just trying to make conversation with you. It's been a while since we talked, and with Kathy and I separated… I don't really have long conversations anymore. I rarely talk to the kids for longer than five minutes at a time."

Olivia felt so bad for snapping. It was just that this case had really got to her, and she didn't expect for Elliot to ask her those kinds of questions. She knew that Elliot's separation was hitting him hard, but she didn't know the extent of it was that bad.

"El, I'm sorry I snapped at you. This case has just messed with my psyche and I took it out on you, and I apologize for that. If you really want to know what's going on…" She stalled for a minute and took a drink from her wine. "It's been better, El, I mean the break up with Brian really took a toll on me, and now I wonder if there will ever be that "special" someone for me," she said with a tear trickling down her cheek.

They both continued to drink while her playlist continued to play throughout the bar. Both enjoying each other's company. When Olivia final song came on, and she so much wanted to dance to it, but knew you had to have a partner to dance with, and it was also a song you danced to when you were in love with someone. Elliot could see that Olivia wanted to dance, so he decided to ask her. She was hesitant at first, but she enjoyed the song too much to pass up the chance. Olivia took Elliot's hand and led her to an empty space with just enough room to dance. She placed her hand on his shoulder while he lightly placed his hand on her hip, and they swayed back and forth to the sound of Frank Sinatra's voice singing "All The Way." Olivia was smiling so big dancing to her favorite song. "Happy to be near you, When you need someone to cheer you" Elliot pulled Olivia closer to him, and put his hand on the small of her back. She didn't mind the closeness and laid her head on his shoulder. They continued while the old singer's voice could be heard. "Who knows where the road will lead us, Only a fool would say," Liv wrapped her arms around Elliot's neck and nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck. They both knew they shouldn't be this close or personal with one another, but the song was hitting every emotion hard. "But if you let me love you, It's for sure I'm gonna love you all the way." The song came to an end when they pulled apart, and looked into each other's eyes, and could see what the other one was thinking. They couldn't fight it anymore, and leaned into one another, feeling their breath on one another. When their lips finally met. Feeling every emotion, they never spoke of, it was sweet and sensual at first. Elliot deepening it and licking Olivia's lips asking for permission to enter. Their tongues massaging one another, and it becoming more heated. They both needed oxygen but Olivia bit Elliot's lip then soothing it before they pulled apart.

With both their chests heaving trying to regain oxygen that hey both needed very much. They looked at each other knowing exactly what the other one wanted, but had to remember that Elliot was technically still married.

"Liv, I want to so much take you home right now, but I feel like I would be betraying Kathy if we take this any further"

Olivia disappointed knew that Elliot was right, "El, I feel the same way, and until your divorce is final. I do not think we should do anything that we both could regret."