Title: Escape

Rating: K+

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Liv's had a rough day, and all El wants to do is try and make it better, so why not go chase some cars, right?

AN: Okay, so this idea has really been biting and poking at me for MONTHS and I'm REALLY getting tired of its poking! IMAGINARY STICKS HURT!! *ahem* I am not crazy… ANYWAY! I really hope you guys enjoy this story! It's a one-shot for now, but it's possible that I will add more stories to it, so, yah, this is like a series! But only if you guys want it to be. Let me know! I hope you all enjoy it, let me know what you guys think, si? LOL!

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Chasing Cars

Olivia huffed as she finished typing up her DD-5 on the case the squad had just closed. Yet another case to hit close to home; an English professor who worked at NYU with her mother and who she personally knew and was a friend, was luring his students in for "extra help", and then raping them and those who threatened to tell got killed! Olivia really did not think that sweet and caring Professor Loewe would ever do that and she tried to prove his innocence, but was taken by surprise when he, himself, confessed to the three murders and five rapes.

She sighed and shut the folder and looked at the dark computer screen and then looked toward Elliot's empty desk. He had gone home nearly two hours ago along with everyone else, except for Cragen, of course, and she was positive that he was laying in bed with his wife in his arms like he did every night when he got home. How she had always longed to be held in his arms forever, but who was she kidding? Elliot had made a commitment to his family, and he was never the kind of man to mess when it came to his family, and that was one thing she truly would always love about that man

Love? Wait, wait, wait! Hold your horses there, Benson. You don't love anything about that man. He is your friend, and your partner at work and THAT'S IT! She was brought out of her thoughts by her cell phone vibrating on her desk. She raised an eyebrow and picked it up. She flipped her phone open and a smile tugged on the end of her lips. It was from Elliot. She read it to herself, "Hey gorgeous, how r u feeling? U seemed dwn wen I left…"

Olivia sighed again, Gorgeous before replying: Eh, ok I guess... I mean… this case really got to me for some reason. What about you? What are you doing?

She put down her phone as the message sent and stood to give in her folder as she waited for Elliot to reply. She walked to the back and knocked on Cragen's door and after a few moments, Cragen called for her to come in.

The female detective smiled a bit, "I'm just here to give you my report." She put it on his desk and he noticed that her face was fallen.

He sighed, "Olivia, go home. Get some rest. You obviously need it. You've had a brutal few days. And that's an order, understood?"

Olivia sighed and nodded, "Yes, Cap'n. Have a good night."

He nodded and Olivia walked out. She put on her coat and packed her things as she heard her phone vibrate again. Eagerly, she picked up and read the text: Nothing really. Waiting for my partner outside of her apartment, but it seems as if she's disappeared and hasn't come home yet.

Olivia giggled and covered her mouth as she replied: Ohh… that must suck… You waiting out for her in the cold. Maybe she's hiding from you?

She sent it as she put on her scarf and picked up her purse, walking out of the squad room as if it were on fire. As she got out of the elevator, her cell phone rang loudly throughout the otherwise silent precinct. She looked at the caller ID and rolled her eyes, "Benson."

"Geez Liv, that hurt! Are you really hiding from your partner?" Elliot's voice came from the other end.

"No, I just haven't gotten home yet, and when I do, THEN I'll hide from you!" Olivia laughed as she began walking home.

"Aww, c'mon Livy, I'm only gonna try and make you feel better…"

"Elliot, aren't you supposed to be with Kath?"

"Kathy and I are on the rocks once more, Liv. I don't wanna go home."

Olivia appeared at the front of her apartment building and hung up the phone when she found Elliot sitting on the door steps. That had been the fastest she had ever walked the eight blocks it took her to get from the precinct to her home. She smiled a bit and whispered, "Fine. I won't hide tonight, but don't get used to it."

Elliot looked up at her and smiled, "It was about time!"

"Well, no one told you to wait!" Olivia said and sat down next to him with a sigh.

A comfortable silence fell over them, and nobody said anything. However, after about twenty minutes or so, Elliot heard muffled sobs coming from beside him. He turned and looked at Olivia and frowned, "Liv? What is it baby?" He asked gently.

Olivia hastily wiped her face and shook her head, "No, nothing.. I'm fine…"

"Are you sure?" Elliot asked and Olivia shook her head, "I don't think I'm the best company at the moment, Elliot."

She kissed his cheek and stood and went up to her apartment without another word.

Elliot frowned; it had been ages since Olivia had cried like that, so clearly, something really was bothering her. But if he knew his partner any, he knew she wouldn't just open up and tell him everything. She was like an onion; she had to be pealed layer by layer… Unless you used a knife.

A smile appeared on his face and he silently thanked whoever listened that Olivia lived on a street where cars rarely passed through.

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An hour later found Olivia in her living room with a blanket around herself as she drank some tea and watched TV, not paying much attention to it. Her bell rang and Olivia heaved a sigh and asked through the intercom, "Who is it?"

"Come down…" She heard a familiar deep voice say.

Olivia groaned and looked down at her ducky pajama pants and matching tank and said through the intercom, "Let me change…"

"No, no, stay like that. You look beautiful!"

Olivia chuckled, "You haven't even seen what I'm wearing!"

"Liv, you look beautiful in anything…"

Olivia blushed deeply, "Thank you. I'll be down in a sec..."

She quickly slipped on some slippers and walked out of her apartment, with a light jacket on. She took the elevator down and found Elliot in the lobby waiting for her. She smiled a bit, "I thought you had gone home…"

He shook his head, "I couldn't leave you like that Liv…"

"I told you I was fine, Elliot…"

He took her hand, "You obviously aren't, Liv... You seem stressed..."

The distraught detective sighed, "You're right, I am stressed… There is just so much going on and I…" She took in a deep breath, "I'm fine…"

Elliot shook his head, "I say you need to relieve some stress… C'mon, I know how we can do that…"

Olivia sighed, "El…" She began to whine but he shook his head, "Shh!"

She frowned and let him take her hand and guide her. He took her outside and she shivered when the cold early March air hit her like a slap. Elliot felt her tense and put an arm around her shoulders and held her close as an attempt to warm her up a bit. It caught her by surprise, but after a moment, her body began to relax in his affectionate embrace. They walked for about a block before Olivia asked, "Elliot, will you just tell me where you're taking me?"

They stopped at a curb. The streets were completely empty and dark, the only thing lighting were a few lamp posts, the full moon and two or three visible stars that out shone the other millions in the sky. There were parked cars on either side and one or two people who walked by on either side of the streets, but other than that, it was an empty street. Adams St. had never been one to get filled and very few cars, if any passed by this street.

"Here, actually." Elliot replied and let go of her.

Her eyebrows furrowed and she wrapped her arms around herself in an effort to heat herself back up at the absence of Elliot's body, "What? Elliot, why are…"

Her voice trailed as she watched Elliot begin to cross the street and he stopped right in the middle and looked at her, "Liv, come..."

She looked at him skeptically, "El, what are you doing?"

"Well, if you come to me, you'll find out…"

Olivia was slightly hesitant before following Elliot. She was going to trust him, the same way she would trust him if she were on a five foot ledge and Elliot was at the bottom telling her to jump when he promised to catch her. She would jump in a heartbeat. So why was this any different?

She walked to where Elliot was in the middle of the street and looked at him expectantly, "Okay, now what?"

He took her hand as he began to lay down in the middle of the street, he whispered, "Chase cars with me."

Olivia looked at him as if he had lost his mind, "Elliot Stabler, are you crazy!?"

He pulled her down so that she was kneeling and he sat up, their faces inches away from each other. His hand went up and rested at her right cheek and he pulled Olivia closer to him and he whispered, "Trust me," before their lips met in a slow, soft kiss.

His soft lips assaulted hers, and it was an assault she gladly accepted as she deepened the kiss between them. After a few moments they broke apart and neither one said anything as Olivia shivered from the cold. Elliot smiled and wrapped his arms around her and laid her down with him in the middle of Adams St. her head on his chest as his fingers fiddled with her long brown hair. He kissed her head and whispered, "I love you Liv."

Tears slipped down Olivia's face and she whispered, "I…I… Love you too, Elliot."

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AN: *sighs contently* Well, that's all for now, guys! I hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you want me to continue this series or not. ;)