And here it is! the second chapter! thanks to everyone already who is following and reviewing! much appreciated! :)

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Olivia was laying in bed as she heard three distinctive knocks from the other side of the apartment. She looked at the clock again.

2:56 a.m.

Who the fuck would be knocking at this time?

Olivia laid there thinking some drunk ass had the wrong apartment number. It had happened before. She ignored the knocking. It happened again, three distinct and loud knocks. It didn't sound like a drunk man's knocking. She knew that it would be frantic and would have no timing between the knocks. Olivia was now wondering who it could be and was getting a bit nervous. She climbed out of bed, grabbing her robe to cover up before going to her door.

She looked through the peephole. Elliot? Olivia's eyes widened at the realization of who it was standing there, at this hour.

Olivia placed her opened palms and forehead against the door, contemplating whether or not to open it.

Elliot stood there, guessing she was ignoring him. He would ignore him too at this point. He was about to give up and leave when he heard her voice. "What do you want Elliot?" Her tone was full of annoyance and some anger. It took everything to control her tone without breaking down in front of him.

Elliot didn't know what to do. This was not helping the pissed off mood she seemed to be in. It took him a second to gather his thoughts. "Can we talk?"

Talk? What the fuck does he want to talk about? Right now? There is nothing more to talk about.

As much as Olivia missed him she was still angry at him, and herself. She didn't know what he really wanted to talk about, and against her better judgment she unlocked the door and unlatched the chain on it. She opened the door. They stood there staring at each other, not sure of what to say or do. Olivia saw him, disheveled looking in the blue jeans and white t-shirt. He was starting to get a 5 o'clock shadow, as well. His eyes looked like he hadn't slept. His eyes. She loved his blue eyes.

Elliot looked at her. He saw her hair a bit messed up, but she was still beautiful to him. She was wearing her long black robe, tied at the waist. He saw the hurt and confusion in her brown eyes all at once, along with anger. Elliot was so caught up in her that he forgot how to talk for a moment.

Olivia was still staring at him, confused as to why he was really there.

"What the fuck Elliot? Are you going to stand there and stare or talk?," she snapped. She was annoyed, but if he didn't talk soon, she was going to completely lose it.

Elliot moved quickly. He walked past her into the apartment, and she didn't know how to stop him. "Liv... I just want to know if you feel like what we did was a mistake," he said frantically. She heard the hurt in his voice.

Olivia didn't know what to say. It was all she ever wanted to happen. That night was something she would never forget. It was a mistake to her because he was still married, and she swore never to do it, but it also wasn't a mistake because she wanted it and she truly loved him. Olivia was so fucking confused she didn't know where to begin.

"Are you gonna answer me?," he almost yelled, making her jump. Elliot had never acted like this with her. It was a different side of him and she didn't know what had gotten into him. Olivia looked at him to begin speaking.

"I-" Before she could really begin talking he stormed at her in a few steps before grabbing her face and began kissing her. Olivia tried fighting that but she couldn't anymore. She fell into the kiss quickly. She moved her hands to his shoulders before he detached to back away again. "If you can tell me you don't feel anything I will leave...right now," he said, not really wanting to leave.

"You're... You...," Olivia stammered. "You're still married." She breathed heavily.

"But you... you are the one I'm in love with," he admitted. She stared at him, almost blankly. What was she supposed to say to that? "You can't say you don't feel anything," he said hoping she couldn't. Olivia was still speechless.

Elliot kissed her again. If he had to stand there all night and kiss her until she admitted it he would do that. He knew she had to feel something. No one could do what they did that night and can honestly say they never felt anything.
Olivia's body was on fire. Every nerve ending came alive. Elliot was her weakness. How could she say it? Olivia's mind was turning more into jello by the second. How could Olivia admit it's all she wanted? This was so wrong, but it felt so right. She felt their bodies together and his hands on her as she stood stunned, fighting every feeling that she could right now. Admitting this was admitting she was falling for him, and also he had won.

Olivia gripped his shoulders harder, fighting the moan creeping up in her throat as he continued his movements. He backed away only to reattach his mouth to her neck. That was a spot that drove her wild and he knew that. Olivia's mouth opened without sound as he sucked and kissed her pulse point. Elliot was trying to get her to admit it through her actions, her sounds. Anything.

Elliot's body was on hers and she felt him pushing against her everywhere. There was no escaping the heat in either of their bodies that was rising at that moment. She felt her knees getting weaker as he held her in place. Elliot's hands moved to Olivia's back and he pushed her harder into him. He stopped kissing her to catch his breath. Elliot had done everything he could think of and didn't know how else to get Olivia to admit it.

"I have my answer," Elliot said as he regretfully started backing away from her. He saw Olivia's reddened mouth from their kissing and her red neck. He had marked her for a couple days. It was going to remind her of this moment. That would make Olivia think about him when she looked in the mirror. She would see his mark.

Elliot was desperate for her to do something. He loved her and was in love with her. He wanted to wait for her, but he had done what seemed like enough of that. Elliot took in what he could of her appearance, and before Olivia could stop him or say anything, he was gone.

Olivia stood there, pondering the thought of whether it was all a dream or if it was reality. She was in complete shock. Olivia brought her hand to her lips from where his had been, recalling what had just happened.

Standing there, she realized it was all real. She had hoped and wished it was a dream, because right now her reality was becoming a nightmare. Olivia realized that she just lost the love of her life. Again. That pain was too much for her. Olivia knew she couldn't undo letting him walk out and couldn't take away his pain now that she had caused him. She hated knowing she did that to him.

She completely blamed herself at that moment. Olivia knew the walls she had so carefully built to keep people out of her life were keeping Elliot out and that was not what she wanted to happen. She wanted to be with him. She wanted that more than anything else. The sadness flooded over her mind as she began to break down. Olivia felt hopeless in that moment, and she never felt so stupid in her life. She sank down to the floor as she sobbed. She cried. For the first time in a while, she cried. Every emotion she was feeling in that moment poured out of her with her tears. Olivia was crying for her, for Elliot, and she was crying for what they could have been.

She cried for what she knew they should be. Olivia was beginning to feel like she couldn't breathe and couldn't stop crying. She had never cried this hard over someone she loved. She felt like she was going to pass out.

She took a deep breath to try to get control back, but everytime she thought of him more tears would fall.

What have I done? I ruined everything. I shouldn't have let him go. I want him. I need him.

Olivia had admitted it to herself. She didn't just want him in her life. She needed him.

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Elliot felt the anger, the frustration building up. He clenched his jaw and fists as he paced outside his house to keep the sadness from showing. He was hurt.

She didn't admit it. I'm so fucking stupid. I'm done. I can't do this anymore.

Elliot tried to say he was done with her and done with his feelings for her, but he knew he was lying to himself. He was broken. It was like the pieces of him were scattered and she had the ones that completed him.

I shouldn't have left. I should have stayed with her. I want her. I need her.

Elliot felt a few tears fall down his face. He cried for her, and he hardly ever felt enough pain like that to cry.

He cried because he needed her, too.

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awww poor Elliot and Olivia! :( things always seem to get worse before they get better... hope everyone likes it! please review and tell us whatcha think! :)