A/N: Okay, so this chapter isn't the best I've got so far, but it's important to keep the story going...I hope you guys like it! (:

When Elliot and Olivia got to work the next morning after eating breakfast, they were informed that they had no cases and should get started on paperwork. So boring. Olivia thought for sure she'd fall asleep after staying up so late watching a U2 DVD with Elliot. And she really didn't want to fall asleep during the concert tonight either! Maybe she could just take a nap before they went...

"Elliot," Olivia whispered across their desks.

He glanced up from the papers he was reading.

"I don't know about you, but I'm going to be exhausted at that concert tonight if I don't get some sleep. We didn't get more than four hours." Olivia didn't exactly want to talk too much about their sleeping situation, because sleeping with Elliot on the couch was not in the agenda, and she was kind of embarrassed that it had happened. But she'd enjoyed it. Which pissed her off, because she was not supposed to have enjoyed it.

"I'm tired too. We need to find a way to get off of work so we can rest. Maybe we could both just say we're done with paperwork and he'll let us go later," Elliot suggested, looking forward to a nice long nap at Olivia's apartment. Earlier that morning, Olivia had let him put some clothes there. He was only planning on staying a couple nights, because things were so bad with Kathy. But then he'd try to work things out with her.

"Okay. Let's try to get most of it done so it won't be such a big lie," Olivia urged.

Elliot nodded and got back to his paperwork.

They worked on their paperwork for a long time, hardly looking up from their desks or even stopping for a restroom break. They still weren't finished by three, but they had gotten close. Olivia stood up and went to Cragen's office and knocked on the door.

"Olivia," he stated, stepping aside and letting her in.

"Elliot and I both finished our paperwork. I'm really tired because I didn't sleep well last night and-"

"You can go, Liv," Cragen interrupted her.

"What about Elliot?"

"Yeah, if he's done with paperwork, I don't mind," he announced.

Olivia nodded her thanks and left his office.

"Let's go. I'm exhausted," she uttered as she picked up her things and walked out of the precinct with Elliot.

When they got to Olivia's apartment, Elliot went to sleep on her couch and she went to sleep in her bed. They slept from 3:15 to 5:30, but they knew they had to get up if they were going to have time to get ready and claim their U2 seats and get a beer in time for the concert. Olivia was up first, brushing her hair quickly as she woke up Elliot.

"El, get up. We've got to go if we're going to make it to the concert in time," she reminded him.

He seemed pretty happy to get up, unlike Olivia, who would have liked to stay in her bed for another four or five hours.

Olivia went back to her bedroom to decide what to wear. She really didn't want to wear anything that was too dressy, but she couldn't wear anything too casual either. She had really good seats. She didn't want to tell Elliot exactly how good, because she kind of wanted it as a surprise, but they had some of the best seats in the entire stadium. They had seats that were in the first row of where people actually sat, although they were also able to go onto the floor and stand and watch them right up against the stage. Olivia was determined to at least be able to grab Bono's foot so she could say she touched him. Not that a lot of people would really care, but oh well.

She looked through her closet for something to wear, and finally decided. She put on a lavender, silky purple top that tied around her neck but revealed some of her back and was sleevless, and some dark gray pants, and her most comfy but semi-dressy black Nordstrom boots. She brushed her hair one more time to a silky, smooth perfection, and then went into the living room to see how Elliot was doing.

"You ready?" she asked as she emerged from the hallway.

"Yep. Can't wait," he said as he stuffed his wallet in his pocket. He was wearing the same clothes he wore to work, which was completely appropriate for the concert.

Olivia nodded and they left her apartment.

Once inside the car, they began to listen to U2 songs. They first listened to Vertigo, and then One, and then Sweetest Thing. Olivia hummed the whole time, and wondered if it was pathetic that when she heard "A blue-eyed boy meets a brown-eyed girl, ohhh, the sweetest thing," she instantly thought of herself and Elliot.

Elliot glanced over at her shortly after these words were heard during Sweetest Thing, and she wondered if he was thinking of the same thing.

When they got to the Madison Square Garden stadium and valet-parked Elliot's car, they grabbed two beers and Olivia led the way to their seats. Elliot was amazed by how close they were. Olivia had said that they were good, but not this good! They were in the first row!

"How did you get tickets like this?" he asked, trying not to let his excitement show too much.

Olivia chuckled. "I bought them in August," she said.

Wow, August? So Olivia had looked for a date for seven months and couldn't find one? No way. Of course she'd found one, she just hadn't found one that she actually wanted to go with.

Elliot smiled. "To get seats like these, I'm surprised it wasn't last January. Wow. This is great."

They sat down and guzzled some of their drinks. Olivia checked the time. 6:49. It was so time! Ah, yes, Olivia had wanted to see U2 for years. She'd been trying forever, but everybody loved them, so it was difficult. There weren't even words to express the excitement that she felt but wouldn't show in front of Elliot...or anybody, actually. She had so much energy, she kind of just wanted to slam her foot really hard on the ground to release some of it. She thought about doing this. Then she thought about Elliot's reaction. He'd look at her like she was crazy, and ask, "What was that for?" Then Olivia would become all jittery and nervous so she'd say something stupid like, "Uh...a big, fat, green, stinky bug was on the ground and I was just...killing it for you." So she decided not to slam her foot down on the ground, just so that none of the aforementioned things would happen.

"You want to go down to the floor area? We should get there before everybody starts going down there," Olivia said.

"Okay. There's a lot of people down there, but we can get through. It'll be a lot more crowded within a few more minutes," Elliot agreed.

They stood up and walked down to the stage, taking their drinks with them. They tried to push their way through the crowd, but it was kind of hard. There were many people smoking, stinking the place up so Elliot and Olivia could barely breathe, and there were people grabbing at Olivia's ass left and right, making cocky comments. Elliot tried to prevent this, putting Olivia directly in front of him so her backside was no where near those creeps.

After a minute, they were finally up very close to the stage. They were half-alive from inhaling so much smoke, but they were there. They were right there, touching the stage, and Olivia hadn't felt this excited since the last time she'd found out Elliot was okay when he'd gotten shot. Most all of the instruments were already set up, but a few employees were still bringing out some supplies and setting them up on stage. Olivia checked the time on her phone again. 6:56. Four minutes until Olivia got to see the guy she'd wanted to see for so long!

Elliot was just as eager as Olivia. Well, maybe not quite as eager, but pretty damn excited. He took another swig of his beer. This was going to be good. It was going to be great. He knew all of their songs, and so did Olivia. They'd listen to them all, and they'd sing them all, and they'd admire the band, and then they'd go back to Olivia's apartment drunk and happy. Well, at least, that was how Elliot hoped it would go down.

Four men walked out onto the stage slowly. They were just four men. But the noise that they caused reminded Elliot that they were four very, very important men. The huge crowd that stretched on throughout the entire enormous stadium erupted in screams and cheering and laughing and yelling.

Olivia spotted Bono right away. How could she not? With those amazing salmon-colored sunglasses he'd been wearing this year, and with that sexy head-to-toe leather. He was a sight that she'd wanted to see for a long time. She cheered along with Elliot and the rest of the crowd.

"How are you doin' tonight, New York?" Bono yelled into the microphone, his voice somehow reaching even the people in the back of the stadium.

Screams came from every direction.

"Are you guys ready for a show? I hope you're ready for this," he said humorously.

Everybody laughed.

"You know, today, the walk or the drive to get here must not have been too bad...'cause it seems to me like this is quite the...Beautiful day," he finished.

The crowd cheered loudly because they knew that he was going to sing Beautiful Day. Olivia's heart jumped. She was so excited. She heard the sound of the guitars, then the drums. The beginning beats lasted longer than like they did on the studio version on Olivia's CD. It made it all the more exciting. She put her hands in the air and cheered as Bono began to sing.

The heart is a bloom

Shoots up through the stony ground

There's no room

No space to rent in this town...

Olivia could have sworn that as she heard these amazing words come from Bono's mouth, he was staring right at her.

A/N: I've wanted to see U2 in concert for like, a year now, but I'm not sure I'll ever see them! So why not just write about them? LOL. (: Review, please, nothing makes me happier! (: ~Allison~