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"Elliot? Oh my god! Elliot" she screamed as she ran into his arms and hugged him as she had never hugged anyone in her life.

He broke away from the hug but kept his hand on her biceps, not wanting to let go of her for fear that he was dreaming.

"Olivia? Is it really you?" he asked with a tear forming in his eye.

"Elliot, of course it's me. What's wrong with you? When you didn't show up after a few months, I figured you weren't coming. I'm so glad you changed your mind. It's so good to see you."

"Liv, what the hell is going on? When I didn't show up? What are you talking about? The last time I saw you, you were in a car with that asshole Porter and it blew up. I watched you die Olivia! I spoke at your funeral. How the hell are you here jogging on the beach?"

"Wait, what? You didn't know I was alive? You thought I was dead? All these years, you thought I was dead? That rat bastard" she mumbled.

"What rat bastard would that be?" he asked.

"Porter! Son of a bitch told me that if I did this, he would make sure you knew I was okay after the explosion. He would make sure the letters I wrote you got to you. You didn't get any letters did you?"

"Letters? No, I never got anything except an urn full of ashes that your brother came and gave me about a month after the explosion. Why didn't you call me? What the hell is going on?"

All of a sudden, it all made sense to him. Once he thought about it, he understood.

"Jesus, Olivia. You're in witness protection aren't you? The case you and Porter were working on. The explosion, it was all a set up to get you out of town wasn't it? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Elliot, it all happened so fast. We heard about the hit that was put out on us and had to move quickly, but Porter promised me, swore to me that you would be made aware that I was not dead. I wrote you a letter everyday for almost a year that he was suppose to get to you. I stopped when I realized you weren't writing back. I assumed you were pissed off that I didn't get to tell you about this face to face."

"Jesus Christ Liv. I can't believe this. You are alive. You are standing in front of me right now." He said as he moved in to hug her again. "All that really matters right now is that you are alive!" he screamed as he picked her up and spun her around in the sand.

"El, I am so sorry that you didn't know. When I get home, I'm gonna give Dean hell for this trust me on that."

"Home? With Porter? You live with him?" he asked his heart sinking.

"Ummm yeah, sorry I forgot you weren't told any of this. That was part of the deal. We go into witness protection together as a married couple. I told him absolutely not at first, until he promised you would be kept informed about everything, including where I was. It was not standard protocol, obviously, but the Feds knew I wouldn't budge on the agreement. So yeah, we've been living here for the past three years."

"Wow, how did you end up here? It's not that far from the City. Are you sure you're safe here?"

"I requested Long Beach Island. I told them that was the only way I was going. I loved it when I visited your mom that time, and knew if I were here I would still feel close to you" she said bowing her head in slight embarrassment.

"My mom? What? You met my mom? When? Holy shit, this is all making my head spin"

"El, that's a long story that I will explain at some point. I just don't want to talk about it right now. I want to know how you are.

"I'm okay….I'm better than I was thirty minutes ago when I still thought you were dead."

They both laughed. He missed her laugh. She missed his.

"So how is everyone back at work? Munch? Fin? Cragen?"

"Good, good…everyone is fine….they found someone to take your place.. well obviously no one could take your place, but they hired someone new. I go on cases with her sometimes. I rotate with Munch and Fin also."

"So they found you another female partner huh?" she asked a little disappointed.

"Liv, you're the only partner I ever had or ever will have. I made that very clear to everyone." He stated matter-of-factly.

She moved closer to him and ran her hand down his face, his cheek, to his chest, to his torso and said "Jesus El, you have no idea how good it is to see you. I've been here three years with Porter and making friends in witness protection isn't that easy. I've missed you so much. How long are you going to be here?"

"Um…I'm here for the entire summer. I had so much vacation time, the captain made me take it, and I hadn't been out here since my mom passed so I figured it was about time. Shit, I feel like if I had come sooner I would have known you were here."

"Don't do that El….it's no one's fault except Porter's. He lied to me again. You told me to be careful before I went undercover with him. I should have listened. If I had I would probably be living my own life right now instead of this made up one. The life we started to build before it all went wrong."

After that statement, there was a tense moment between the two of them. Not really knowing what to say to each other. They had begun to get extremely close before Olivia went undercover with Porter, but now it all seemed like it was so long ago. So much had happened. So much, they didn't know how to tell the other one.

They were startled out of their thoughts when they heard someone yelling Emily and running down the beach.

"Fuck, it's Porter" Liv said.

"Who's Emily?" Elliot asked.

"I'm Emily. Emily Jenkins…have been for three years. Porter is Don Jenkins. Elliot please be calm and don't go crazy on him because I would not know how to explain a dead body to the cops right now."

Olivia could see Elliot's fists tighten, as they usually did when he was about to blow. He tried to breathe and calm himself, as he didn't want to do anything that would threaten Olivia's safety.

"Stabler! What the hell are you doing here?" Porter asked.

"A happy coincidence, Porter. You look good for a dead guy."

At this point, Olivia turned to Porter and gave him such a death glare that Elliot couldn't help but chuckle to himself a bit. She started by slapping him across the face as hard as she could. "You damn son of a bitch. You never got word to Elliot that I was alive. He spent the past three years thinking I was dead. How dare you. You lied to me. He never got the letters I wrote him either. You are a bastard Dean. You ruined by life."

"Olivia…I mean Emily…keep your voice down please. If Stabler found us, the mob could be on to us also."

Elliot chimed in "You idiot. I didn't find you. I'm here for the summer at the house my mother owned. She left it to me when she passed away a few years ago. It's just a coincidence I ran into Olivia. I had no reason to come looking for her because I was told she was dead you bastard. I mourned for her. I grieved for her and I never got over her death, thanks to you!"

Olivia couldn't help but be touched by the words Elliot had just said. She felt horrible that he spent three years of his life mourning her when she was living on the beach only a few hours away from him.

"Look, Dean, I really don't want to get into your reasons for screwing me over right now. We can talk about this later at home. Right now, I'm catching up with Elliot and I don't think it's a good idea that you are here."

All of a sudden they all turned around to a woman walking down to the water yelling for Elliot.

"Elliot, honey! I thought you were going to the store." He turned, as his stomach churned at the events that were going to now take place.

"Yeah, sorry I was on my way and then met our neighbors. This is O….Olivia immediately cut him off held out her hand and introduced herself and Porter as Emily and Don Jenkins. Elliot felt like an idiot. In a matter of minutes he almost blew the cover they had for the past three years.

The woman held out her hand and said "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm so glad we will have some neighbors our age around here for the summer. Seems everyone around here is much older. Oh, how rude of me, I'm Isabella and she put out her hand to shake Olivia and Dean's…..Isabella Stabler, she continued. I'm Elliot's wife."

Dean smirked to himself and Olivia felt like she had been hit in the gut. He was married? Elliot was married? Well why wouldn't he be she thought. He thought she was dead. He mourned her and moved on. It still hurt like hell to hear this woman call herself Elliot's wife.

Olivia shook Isabella's hand and said "very nice to meet you."

Elliot felt like dying right there on the spot. He wanted to tell Olivia about Isabella while they were alone, not in front of her and Dean both. He could see the change in her demeanor. He felt sick that she seemed so hurt. At the same time, he justified in his mind that he didn't do anything wrong. Yes, he and Olivia were getting close and seemed to be starting something before her "death" but that's just it. She "died", at least he was led to believe she had. He mourned, grieved and fell in love. He didn't really have anything to feel guilty about, and yet he did.

Isabella broke Elliot out of his trance by inviting Emily and Don over for dinner the next night. Porter immediately accepted, not wanting to pass up an opportunity to play the part of Olivia's husband in front of Elliot and his wife. Olivia gave him such a glare, he knew he would be getting it when they got home.

Elliot just thought to himself this would be an interesting night. Eating dinner with his new wife, his ex-partner, who under different circumstances could be his current wife and the asshole Porter. He ran a hand over his face and thought to himself how the hell did I end up here?

Isabella began to speak "Elliot, hun since you seem a little busy why don't you finish the unpacking and I'll run to the store."

"Sure, that sounds good." He responded. She told Emily and Don how nice it was to meet them and told them to meet them at their house by six the next night for dinner.

Porter, being an asshole, said, "Wouldn't miss it for anything."

Isabella responded "Wonderful! Well it was great meeting you two. See you tomorrow night." She turned toward Elliot and gave him a kiss right on the lips which embarrassed the hell out of everyone and made for quite the awkward moment. "I'll see you later honey", she said. "I love you."

"I love you too." Elliot responded watching her walk away.

"Your wife, she's very beautiful." Porter stated without hesitating a second to make Olivia aware that Elliot was now married.

"Yeah, she is." He responded with an angry tone.

"Well Olivia, we better get heading back home. Remember our quiet night alone together tonight?" Dean said. "Oh I was thinking , Elliot you should probably try to use our names Emily and Don even when the three of us are together so you don't slip by mistake in front of your wife."

"Porter, shut the hell up. I know about witness protection. I would never do anything to compromise Liv's safety."

"Yeah, of course you wouldn't." Porter responded. "Come on Olivia, let's go." He said to her.

"Dean, you go ahead, I need to finish talking with Elliot."

"I don't think that's a really good idea Olivia."

"I don't really give a shit what you think Dean. I'm going to talk to Elliot alone. Don't like it? Tough! Now get out of my sight!" she screamed at him.

Dean took the hint and headed up the beach back towards their house.

There was an enormous awkward moment of silence between Elliot and Olivia that neither was familiar with. Things had never been this awkward between them before. Deciding to get the pink elephant out of the room, Olivia spoke first.

"So, you're married huh?"

He felt like she just punched him in the stomach. She could hear the pain in her voice. The shock.

"Liv, if I had known….she cut him off.

"El, you don't owe me an explanation. You thought I was dead thanks to my fake husband. You had every right to move on. She seems lovely."

"Yeah, she's great. We've been married about a year now."

"That's really great, El. I'm truly happy for you." She said with trepidation in her voice. "Listen, El I better get back before the husband sends out a posse looking for me. It's so great to see you again, I can't even tell you. I guess I'll see you tomorrow night for dinner." She said as she stared to walk down the beach toward her house.

Elliot began to jog so he could catch up to her. He reached out for her arm spinning her around, so her body was flush against his. They stared at each other for a moment. Both feeling a little uncomfortable at the tension between them. Elliot apologized, stating that he just wanted to talk to her before she left.

"Liv, I need you to know…she stopped him again.

"Elliot, I know what you're going to say and it doesn't matter. None of it matters anymore."

"Bullshit Olivia! It matters to me and it needs to be said. I need you to know that I would have never married Isabella or anyone for that matter had I even had a hint that you were alive. I need you to know that. We were close. We were getting closer. We both know where things were heading."

"Okay, El…yeah we would probably be together right now and be happy had all of this not happened, but the fact is it did happen. This is my life now Elliot. I am Emily Jenkins. Like it or not, and you are married. Those are the facts."

"This is bullshit Liv! The last three years of my life have been based on a lie because of that bastard Porter! I'm not okay with any of this."

"Well, unless you want to get me killed, Elliot, there's nothing you can do about it. Just let it go. It is what it is. Call it fate if you want. I don't know. All I know is this is my life until these guys are caught and we can testify against them, and even after that this may still be my life."

"NO! You are alive Olivia. Do you know what your "death" did to me. It killed me. I don't even know how I'm standing here right now. I was wrecked. I was broken."

She had tears in her eyes listening to his words, knowing how she would have felt had the situation been reversed. "Well, you got over it obviously, you're married! So go back to your wife and let's pretend this didn't happen."

"Fuck you, Liv! I told you if I had any clue I would have never married her. I thought you were dead! I moved on as best I could and now you want to punish me for it."

"El, I'm not trying to punish you for it. I'm really not. It's just hard to hear how wrecked and broken you were over me and then to see you married. Had things been different, that woman who just left for the store and will probably be making love to you tonight could have been me." She said now crying.

He moved closer, brought his hand to her face and hugged her. He whispered into her ear "I know. It should be you. I wish it were you."

They broke the hug and just started into each other's eyes standing on the beach as the tide came in and washed over their feet. The sun was setting. Under different circumstances, it was the perfect moment, and even though things were less than perfect, Elliot felt it was perfect. He was so overwhelmed with emotion and happiness that Olivia was alive, damn the consequences of his actions that came next.

He leaned in and kissed her. It was soft and gentle. It was slow. It was intense. She snaked her arm around his neck and kissed him back. The kiss became more intense as they could feel each other's need for each other. They both fought for control, neither one willing to stop although they knew they should. It felt too good. Too right.

She pulled away splaying her hands against his chest.

"Liv, don't", he begged.

He moved in again and kissed her. He whispered in her ear "I missed you. Please don't leave me again."

His words sent a shiver down her spine. She whispered back "I won't leave you again. I promise."

"El?" she asked.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"What are we gonna do?"

"I don't know, Liv." He said as he stared out into the ocean. "All I do know is that I just found you, got you back….I won't let you go again."

She smiled.

A/N: Well we have quite the dilemma! Elliot is married…Olivia is fake married to that asshole and damn they still want each other….what is one to do? I don't know….stay tuned and find out! Review here or on twitter.