AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a new story I am co-writing with SVUjunkie2011. It is an idea that we have been working on for a little while, via twitter and I am happy to say that there is already a sequel in the works. LOL. There are NO Kathy or Stabler kids in this story. Just EO & all of their sexiness. I am super excited about this one, so I hope you all enjoy it! The song in this chapter is "Always & Forever" by Luther Vandross. Thanks for checking it out! Please remember to review!
~ Detective Olivia Stabler ~
Someone Like You
(Chapter One: When Forever Ends)
Olivia stepped up to the bar and took a seat on the same old stool she used to sit t.
"Long time no see, Detective," the bartender said with a smile.
"Actually, it's Sergeant now."
"I heard. Congratulations. I should have gotten a card or something."
Olivia laughed.
"The usual?"
"Just a beer, thanks," she replied with a smile.
"Haven't seen you around in a while," he noted twisting the top of the bottle and handing it to her.
"Been busy with work. I don't get out much anymore."
"Well welcome back to your old stomping ground," he said with a friendly laugh. "This one's on the house."
"Thanks," Olivia replied.
"You look a little troubled. Something on your mind?"
"When isn't there something on my mind?"
He smiled up at her as he wiped down the bar and sat out a fresh bowl of pretzels.
"Work," she assured him. "It's always work."
"Well, you came to the right place to forget about things for a while. We're a little slow tonight. But the beer is cold and the food is hot. Can I get you a burger?"
Olivia smiled and folded her arms on the bar in front of her.
"Sure."
"Bacon, pepper jack and jalapenos?"
"You remember."
"Ah, you ate in here almost every night for years. How could I forget?"
Olivia watched as he scribbled her order on a note pad then walked across the room to hand it off to the cook. She turned around on her stool as her eyes scanned the nearly empty room. The juke box started to play an old familiar song and just like that, she was transported back to a time just a few short years earlier when things seemed to be going so right in her life. Now she couldn't help but wonder where they had gone wrong.
She took a deep breath and picked up her bottle from the bar. Taking a sip, Olivia made her way across the room. Standing beside the jukebox she closed her eyes and there he was. All six foot of him with haunting blue eyes and his strong arms wrapped tightly around her. His touch was soft and the magic of his words could make even the worst things seem not all that bad.
"I love you," his words echoed through her mind.
"Always?" she could hear herself ask.
"Always and forever," he replied falling into her trap.
Then he would lean forward and give her one of his slow smoldering kisses. The kind that made her toes curl and could only lead them once place. Elliot would scoop his wife up in his arms and carry her off to their bedroom where they would make love for hours on end.
But those were the old days, Olivia thought opening her eyes to find herself all alone once more. Before all of the pain and heartache….before the divorce and the promise that they would still be friends. She hadn't even heard from him in over a year.
And nothing could change the way things had happened between them. Not even the all too familiar words of their song. The words that once defined them as a couple, was now more like a punch to the stomach that left her wrenching in pain. Hearing those words now was almost more than she could take.
Always and forever
Each moment with you
Is just like a dream to me
That somehow came true, yeah
And I know tomorrow
Will still be the same
Cuz we got a life of love
That won't ever change and
Everyday love me your own special way
Melt all my heart away with a smile
Take time to tell me you really care
And we'll share tomorrow together
Ooh baby, I'll always love you forever
Olivia felt a knot in the pit of her stomach as she took another swig of her beer.
"Beer isn't cutting it tonight, Leo. I'm gonna need something a little stronger," she said approaching the bar once more.
"How about a vodka toni…."
"Scotch," she blurted out sliding her half empty beer bottle toward him.
"Alright. A lady who knows what she likes. I admire that."
"And what is up with this music? It's depressing."
"Naw, Luther's a classic."
"Do they even make jukeboxes anymore?"
"Not like that one," he replied sitting her drink and plate of food in front of her.
"Let me guess, it's a classic?"
"That's right. Nothing beats the sound of an old Wurlitzer. "
"You know the whole world has gone digital?"
"Look, I would still have the old box in here if you could get any of the newer music on vinyl. How's the burger?"
"Amazing, as always," she said with a smile pouring mustard on the side of her plate and dipping her fries into it.
"You know, you are the only one I have ever seen do that. Mustard is for dogs and burgers, ketchup is for fries."
"I'm a lady who knows what I want, remember?"
"Touché."
Olivia laughed as he walked away. Taking another bite of her food, she tried hard to ignore the words of the song that flooded the room around her.
Ever, ever, ever
There'll always be sunshine
When I look at you
It's something I can't explain
Just the things that you do
If you get lonely
Call me and take
A second to give to me
That magic you make and
Everyday love me your own special way
Melt all my heart away with a smile
Take time to tell me you really care
And we'll share tomorrow together
Ooh baby, I'll always love you forever
Three hours and several drinks later, Olivia sat alone at the bar. She stared down at a newspaper clipping as she curled the tip of it between her fingers.
"Last call, doll. You want me to call you a cab?" Leo asked from the other side of the bar.
Olivia pressed her lips together as she tucked the paper back into her pocket. She tipped her head to one side and stared into his dark brown eyes.
"Or….you could take me home," she said tapping the empty glass in front of her signaling for another.
He smiled and shook his head as he poured her one last drink.
"It's been a while," he said smiling up at her.
"Has it?"
"I count at least ten and a half years."
"Am I not pretty enough anymore?"
"Oh, you're beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous. I just don't want to be tonight's good time and tomorrow's biggest regret."
She smiled and laughed a little.
"I have no regrets," she lied forcing a sexy grin. "Jesus, I am not asking you to marry me. I just want to have a good time."
"You are drunk, love."
"Even better," she said with a smile. "Lowers my inhibitions."
"Alright," he said after careful consideration. "Give me a few minutes to close up here."
They stumbled into her house and across the living room in the dark. In the bedroom, he picked her up and laid her back across the bed as he began to kiss all over her body. Olivia closed her eyes tight, trying hard to forget.
She pulled off his shirt and ripped his belt away from his jeans as her mouth pressed hungrily against his. Olivia watched as he pulled his wallet from his pocket and laid a condom on the nightstand beside the bed. Then she laughed and kissed him again as he laid down beside her.
They kissed and touched in the dark for a while. He pulled off her jeans, tossing them aside. Kissing slowly up her abdomen, he moved one hand up to remove her tee shirt. Olivia laughed playfully and blocked his hand. With a devilish grin she raised up off the bed and reached behind her undoing the clasp of her bra and pulling it out from one sleeve of her shirt.
She moaned softly and closed her eyes once more as he kissed her. Sliding one hand under the thin cotton material he gently squeezed and massaged her breast.
"You still have the most amazing body," he whispered smiling down at her as she moved her fingers over each muscle of his sculpted chest.
Olivia watched in the dark as he stood up beside the bed and took his jeans off. Standing there in his boxers, he winked at her. She smiled and raised one foot to trace her toes along the elastic band of his shorts.
He laughed a little and smoothed both hands around her foot, then moved it gently over the large bulge to show her just what was in store. Olivia smiled again, biting her lower lip.
"You are so damn sexy," he said crawling back across the bed and lowering himself over her body once more.
He kissed her with strong, deep kisses….the kind that leave you wanting more. He pushed her shirt up just enough to kiss and suck gently on the tender skin it covered. Olivia rolled her eyes back and gasped as he gently grazed a nipple with his teeth.
"I believe I have you right where I want you," he laughed playfully.
He used his hand to guide hers down the front of his boxers to caress his erection. Kissing her passionately, he began to move slowly against her palm.
"Are you ready for this?" he whispered.
Olivia exhaled and reached beside the bed.
"Saddle up cowboy," she said as she handed him the condom, "I don't ride bareback."
He smiled and shook his head as he took the foil package from her. She watched carefully as he stepped out of his underwear and unrolled the condom down the shaft of his erect penis.
"There we go," he said sliding back into the bed beside her.
He rubbed his hands slowly up her legs, then lowered his mouth to kiss her stomach once more. Olivia hesitated, pulling away from him as he attempted to remove her panties. His eyes raised to look at her as she covered her eyes with her hand.
"You shy? You didn't used to be."
"Can we just slow down a bit?" she breathed as he placed her hand against his cock once more.
"Yea," he whispered kissing her softly. "If memory suites me right, I know something else you like and all I need is my mouth."
Her heart pounded wildly as he kissed down her abdomen and around the inside of her thigh. Her body ached for a familiar touch, but his was not the one it yearned for.
"Stop," she gasped trying to catch her breath.
"Stop?" he asked looking up at her in confusion. "This isn't how you like it?"
"I…I can't," she breathed. "I'm sorry….I just….I thought I could, but I can't."
He rolled over on his side and watched as she climbed out of the bed and disappeared into the other room.
She was sitting at the island in the kitchen sipping vodka from a rock glass when he entered the room. Olivia watched as him pull his jeans back on as he walked toward her. She smoothed her hands over her face and poured him a drink as he took a seat across from her.
"I'm sorry," she whispered sliding the glass over to him.
"It is, what it is. Are you convinced?" he asked watching her reaction as she took another sip of alcohol.
"Convinced of what?"
"That you're over him," he said and her eyes widened. "That's what this is all about, right? You go to bed with me to prove to yourself that you are over Elliot."
She stared at him, but refused to answer.
He smirked and took another drink from his glass.
"What makes you think this has anything to do with my ex-husband?"
"You are not the only one who reads the paper."
Her heart skipped a beat and her eyes fell to the counter in front of her.
"His wedding announcement must have been like a slap in the face."
"Why should I care? We are not together anymore."
"Right, why should you care?" he echoed her words.
"I don't."
"Then why are you crying?" he asked and suddenly she could feel the warmth of her tears as they streamed down her face.
Olivia wiped her face and dropped her glass in the sink.
"It has just been a very long day," she said turning as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into his chest and just held her for a minute. "I'm sorry."
"I think maybe you should just get some rest."
He watched as she gave him a gently nod.
"Do you want me to come back in there with you?"
"I don't really think that we should…"
He smiled a kind smile.
"We don't have to have sex. I can just sleep there beside you, hold you if you'd like. Or I can go."
"It's late and you've been drinking you probably shouldn't drive."
"I can take the couch."
"I'll get you a blanket," she said softly.
She returned to the living room and watched as he made up his bed for the night.
"You gonna be alright?" he asked as he reached up and turned off the lamp beside the sofa.
"Yea, just feeling a little sorry for myself, I guess."
He laid down on the couch and raised up the blanket offering her a place next to him.
"I don't know that I should."
He smiled.
"I won't bite. Unless you're into that."
Olivia laughed.
"Come on. No strings attached. You're exhausted, physically and emotionally and you and I both know you'll sleep better here with me than in there all alone."
She lowered her eyes just a little embarrassed at how well her ex-boyfriend could read her.
"Suit yourself," he said shifting to lower the blanket.
"Okay."
He smiled as she climbed in and settled beside him.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Are you still in love with him?"
He could feel her tears on his chest as she shook her head 'no.'
He exhaled slowly and gently kissed the top of her head.
"Get some sleep. You'll feel better in the morning."