Once the storm was over, the two headed back to the beach silently; only to discover the remains from the raft were scattered on the beach. However their hut was still there, in need of repair. Almost immediately Elliot headed down to the shore, feeling extremely pissed much to the point that he ended cursing while breaking what was left apart.

Shaking her head, Olivia began figuring out how to repair the hut; being now this was hers. She could care less where he slept, as long as it wasn't with her as Olivia set to work; not paying any attention to Elliot.

He knew that he had to rebuild everything again, which was going to take more time; but grew more frustrating knowing that their chances of getting rescued were low. Not to mention the danger, with all this combined, Elliot hurled several coconuts across the beach, all landing away from where Olivia was.

Yet she continued to ignore him, while concentrating hard on fixing the hut. Working on the repairs, took up the whole entire day. By dusk, Olivia had gone inside to relax while Elliot got the fire to burn; feeling not too happy about sleeping outside alone. As he sat down by the fire, staring out into the ocean, wanting so much to apologize but knew it was going to take more than just that.

Needless to say he didn't sleep one bit that night. By morning, as Olivia was coming out of the hut; she noticed that Elliot had built a makeshift table which was near the fire. On the table was a bunch of wildflowers, tied together.

Although the gesture was nice, Olivia turned away just as she saw Elliot walking up to her. Indeed her felt stupid for even saying what he had said, but knew he had to keep on trying.

When all efforts failed, Elliot set to work on rebuilding another raft which kept him busy throughout the day. Although he cooled off in the ocean; several times due to both the heat and the sun beating down on him, he was determined to get them both off this island.

By evening, Elliot stopped noticing that Olivia was sitting by the shore. As he came over and sat down, she let out a breath but remained silent. He knew that they had to make up, " As much as I hate to admit it Liv, I was wrong."

Olivia nodded softly," I think we're both over stressed, each worrying about how we're going to get off. Yet I don't to think about what could happen while out in the ocean," as she turned towards him," You need to shave El, but don't do it yourself."

He chuckled softly, while pulling her closer. Slowly their eyes met up, as the yearning and desire pulsated even faster throughout their bodies; as their lips slowly brushed another each before dissolving into a slow, steady kiss.

When he slowly broke it, his eyes open studying hers," I love you," which made her heart do a triple beat, " I love you too El."

After that he got up to start a fire, as Olivia soon joined him, " How about tomorrow we do something together. I don't mean us trying to rebuild the raft."

Elliot this time didn't open his mouth, not wanting to ruin what just happened. Especially since he just happened to be stranded on this island, with the woman that he loved whom he just kissed. As moment of silence passed, " How about we talk a walk along the shore tomorrow night?"

" Are you asking me out on a date El?"

He chucked softly," Yeah, if you don't have any other plans, feel bad that I didn't hunt. You're probably hungry."

" I'll live," just as her stomach let out another loud growl," Tomorrow morning I'll give you a shave you need one. Don't argue with me El."

Two Weeks Later

While the two were continued to walk through the jungle, just walking around Olivia slipped and fell down into a large hole. Elliot rushed over," LIV!," he yelled but heard her groaning loudly. Once able to get down there he saw that Olivia had badly scraped her knee.

" El I think I sprained my leg it hurts," she moaned as Elliot gently inspected it, "You're probably right," although he wasn't a doctor it was clear that Olivia could wiggle her toes without being in pain. With one motion, Elliot then scooped her up gently," On a count of three, grab onto the sides I'll help push you up."

Once the two were out, he carried Olivia back to the beach and set her down. Immediately he grabbed a bucket that had some water and t-shirt to clean both the wound and her right foot.

After wrapping it up in another shirt, he was satisfied," You should stay off it for a few days."

" I can't there was a reason for that hole being there, " as the detective inside of her wanted to investigate it more," We have to find out El."

He knew that she was right, but wasn't about to go back out there without her. Something wasn't right about this, Elliot had a big feeling that they weren't alone.