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A/N I got one thing to say to all the FOers out there who are 100 percent sure this is gonna turn back into EO all I'm gonna say is never say never. And the EOers who think because I just said that, you think EO has no chance, well we haven't given up hope it'll happen yet so why stop having EO hope here ;)
"I still believe in waltzes, and girls with old fashioned ways. I still believe in love songs, in the good, in the good ole days! I've always liked happy endings! Somebody's dream coming true. I still believe in waltzes, and dancing the last one with you!"
Conway Twitty & Loretta Lynn "I Still Believe in Waltzes"
5:30 AM, Olivia's apartment
The persistent annoying beeping that usually went on for at least five minutes as well as several times after she hit the snooze button ceased almost at once this time.
Olivia reached over and his the 'alarm reset' button and then sat up and leaned up against her head board, her head still spinning from the events of last night.
After that first kiss between the two, Olivia had ordered Chinese food which Fin had paid for despite Olivia's protests.
"I'm your man now," he had told her with a small kiss on the lips, "do you really think I'd let you pay on what's technically our first date? I' gonna take care of you, girl."
They had put on a movie and Olivia had, after some coaxing from Fin who had simply been her friend just minutes ago, laid against his chest and he wrapped an arm around her and they had ate dinner and watched some movie on cable that neither one had much of an interest in but for Olivia it felt right. It felt familiar but different at the same time.
The finished the food, finished the movie, and Fin reminded her that they both had to be at the precinct bright and early.
She walked him out and he gave her a kiss good night that left Olivia yearning for more but she didn't take.
And now hours later she lay awake, her mind racing a thousand miles an hour. She couldn't believe this. How did two people manage to go from strictly in the friend zone to a romantic couple in a matter of minutes? It didn't make sense.
She had never had those feelings for Fin before, he had given her no indication he felt anything more than friendship for her. Could they really make a relationship last over a kiss that had originally meant nothing more than a 'thank you'?
Olivia shook her head. This could never work. There was no way. She knew he had promised he would never hurt her but Elliot had told her the same promise and broke her heart on the one night she thought he was going to ask it to be his forever.
She would go to the precinct, talk to him in private, tell him that she made a mistake yesterday, and tell him that she hoped things would go back to normal between the two.
Olivia sighed unhappily as she got up from her bed and made her way over to the bathroom to get ready for her day, dreading getting to work.
She arrived to the precinct an hour and a half later and stepped off the elevator to her floor she at once noticed something was off.
A small group of her colleagues had gathered around her desk. Low nervous mutterers were escaping from them and Olivia swallowed hard. What if Wilson had done something or sent something?
But as she got nearer her desk she saw Fin not looking nervous or scared but was almost looking cocky.
Elliot spotted her first and he walked over to her but she brushed by him as if he wasn't there and pushed her way through the crowd.
"What's wrong?" she asked as she finally managed to reach her desk. "What's going-."
And she spotted it; a long white dress box that laid proudly on her desk.
"It was here before we got here," Munch explained to her. "Cragen called in the bomb squad, they should be here soon. We think it could be Wilson's work."
"I guarantee you it's not a bomb," said Fin as he got up from his chair and walked over to her, brushing his hand so softly against hers it would have been a miracle if anyone besides Olivia noticed it.
Olivia glanced over at him and furrowed her brow and he couldn't help but smirk at her. "I'm almost positive."
"Some of us aren't willing to take that chance," Elliot barked as he narrowed his eyes at Fin. "You may wanna risk her getting hurt or killed but the rest of us aren't!"
Fin turned to him and glared right back and Olivia closed her eyes and let out a soft groan of annoyance.
"You should talk about risk hurting her since you hurt her more than anything just a month ago!"
Elliot's features displayed obvious shock. Fin along with Munch had stayed mutual the entire month, taking neither side and not mentioning the breakup to either of them. Why the hell was he bringing that up now?
Elliot recovered from the shock and he glowered at Fin as he took a step closer to him and Olivia at once got in between them and looked up at Fin, gently placing her hands on his chest. "Are you sure it's not a bomb or something else that someone could have sent me?"
"I'd bet my life on it."
Olivia gave a small almost unnoticeable nod before she walked towards the box and took it in her hands.
"Olivia, don't!" Elliot cried as he ran over to her but she ignored his words and took off the top of the box, ignoring the small gasps of surprise and fright around her.
Elliot went to grab her and throw her to the ground but stopped when he realized that absolutely nothing had happened.
"Jesus, Liv, don't do that!" Elliot scolded but she continued to ignore him as she unfolded the thin tissue paper and she gasped softly at the contents within it.
"What is it?" Elliot demanded as he went over and grabbed her by the arms ready to protect her if necessary.
She stayed silent as she reached inside and grabbed what was in it and slowly pulled it out, marveling at what was in the box.
"What the hell is-," but Elliot stopped dead when he saw what she had in her hands.
A spaghetti strap dress cut about three inches above the knee made of a silvery material so light if looked like it was made of water instead of fabric that looked like it had been custom made for her.
"Oh god," she muttered softly as she ran her hand over the soft fabric. "It's beautiful!"
"There's a card," Elliot informed her as he grabbed a pair of gloves from his pocket and picked it up.
"Wear this tonight, Chapos, seven a clock, your man," Elliot read.
Olivia at once felt her heart break into a thousand pieces as she looked from the dress to Fin who was trying and failing miserably not to beam at her.
"It's a trap," Elliot said aloud. "I guarantee it."
Olivia swallowed hard and looked down at the dress and ran a hand over it. She took a deep breath and cleared her throat as she walked over to Fin, ignoring Elliot's accusations. "I need to talk to you," she muttered softly, "in private."
Fin nodded as she led him to the file room and shut the door behind her. There was no one else in there but the two of them.
The moment the door latched Fin wrapped his arms around her slender waist and brought her near him, "do you like it?"
"I love it, Fin," Olivia admitted. "But I can't accept this."
"Why not?"
"Because it's a very expensive gift and we just began dating literally twelve hours ago."
Fin shrugged and smirked down at her. "Trust me, girl, it wasn't that expensive and even if it was, so what? I told you, Liv. I'm your man, you're my girl. I'm gonna take care of you and make you feel like the goddess you are."
Olivia felt herself melting in his hands and she couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him.
He kissed her back but Olivia pulled away when his tongue dipped into her mouth.
"We can't do this… I can't do this."
Fin down at her and raised a brow in confusion. "What do you mean?"
Olivia took a shuddering breath. "Fin, I'm sorry but this isn't gonna work. Last night was a mistake. We have to stop this."
He took a step away from her and his lips parted in confusion. "Why? Look if it's about the dress, I'll take it back."
"It's not about the dress," she assured him unable to look in the brown of his eyes when she spoke, "the dress is beautiful, I love it. But I can't get hurt again."
Fin took her by the hand and Olivia still looked away. "Liv, look at me." His words were nothing less than a desperate plea.
When she refused he took his hand and placed it under her chin and forced her to look at him.
He wiped the tears that had begun to fall in her eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you, Olivia," he muttered softly, "I promise."
Her whisper was laced with tears and a pain so profound it made Fin want to go out and beat Elliot senseless. "Elliot promised the same thing."
"He's a liar," Fin growled lowly, "and he didn't deserve you!"
Olivia softly shushed him and paused a moment to make sure no one had heard him. When she was positive Fin's words went unheard by anyone besides her she spoke. "I know but-."
"No buts," Fin told her. "He was an ass who hurt you and I'm not and I never will be. And I swear, Liv, if I ever do hurt you, you have every right in the book to shoot me in between my legs."
Olivia let out a tear filled laugh and couldn't help but smile at him. "Once again, did anyone ever tell you you really know how to make a girl feel better?"
Fin chuckled and shrugged as he wrapped his arms around her once more. "Yeah, but I love hearing it from you."
Olivia draped her arms around his neck and the two kissed again but once again Olivia was the first to pull away.
"We gotta get back to work," she told him, "people will wondering what we're doing in here."
"Let them wonder," he muttered as he kissed her again, his hands coming up and tangling themselves in her hair.
Olivia reluctantly pulled away while she still held tight to him. "I think we should keep it to ourselves for now."
Fin pouted and Olivia couldn't help but laugh at the expression on his face. "But then I'll have to wait until I get you home to do this."
Without notice he pressed her taut against her body and he hungrily kissed her while one of his hands slithered down and grabbed her in between her legs.
Olivia gasped as she immediately became putty in his hands.
"Fin, stop," she groaned but at the same time she felt herself grinding against his hand.
He held on a moment longer but pulled away from her and sighed sadly. "How the hell did Stabler manage to see you day after day and not take you right on your desk?"
"Who's to say he didn't?" answered Olivia with a smirk.
Fin groaned and kissed her once more before he finally pulled away. "You're such a tease, girl…"
"But you know you love it."
The two smiled at one another once last time before they left the file room and made their way back to the desks where Elliot was still at Olivia's desk examining the card with a gloved hand. "What happened to you two?"
"None of your business," Fin shot back nastily.
Elliot glared at him. "What's your problem?" he asked as he crossed his arms in front of his muscular chest.
"You," answered Fin as he narrowed his eyes at Elliot.
Elliot started to go up to him but at once Olivia stood in front of him for the first time in ages looking Elliot in the eye. A silent plead with him not to do anything to Fin.
Elliot and Olivia stared at one another for a moment and Fin stood behind Olivia, hands on her shoulders, assuring her he wasn't going to do anything to Elliot. He released the grasp but it was a moment too late. Elliot had seen it.
Elliot swallowed hard as he looked at Olivia, the pain in his eyes almost making her want to break down.
Olivia swallowed hard and gave a barely noticeable nod, letting out a spew of silent curses at Fin for doing that.
Elliot cleared his throat and motioned to the card. "Who sent it?" he asked, making sure he heard it from her mouth before he murdered Fin.
Olivia took a shuddering breath, clenching the silver dress that had started it all. She opened her mouth several times but no words came out.
"Enough of the silent treatment bull shit, Olivia," he snarled as he walked over to them and once again Fin grabbed her shoulders as if to prove to her that he would protect her if Elliot did anything. "Who sent you the dress?"
Once again her lips moved but no words left her.
Fin, sensing her discomfort, took a step in front of her. "I sent it. What the hell is it to you?"
The two men stared at one another, a tense silence surrounded him.
Elliot looked beyond him to Olivia whose eyes were wide with fright at what would happen.
"When were you gonna tell me?"
"We just started dating yesterday, Stabler."
"I was talking to her!" Elliot barked.
"And she obviously doesn't want to talk back!"
The two men stepped closer and Olivia forced herself in between them. "Stop," she pleaded as she looked at Elliot. "Please don't do this…"
Elliot felt his chest swell as he saw Olivia's eyes fill with tears. She had spoken to him. She had actually spoken to him… voluntarily.
Olivia and him looked at one another for a moment and Elliot swallowed hard as he stormed past her and Fin and headed towards the roof, slamming the door behind him.
"I'm sorry," Fin muttered honestly, "I didn't mean for that to happen."
Olivia closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she faced him and gave him a clearly forced smile. "I know... It's okay."
"Do you want me to go up and talk to him?"
"I'm really not in the mood to see one thrown from a five story building roof… I'll go."
Fin bit his lip but never the less nodded. "Fine. Good luck, girl."
Olivia gave him that same forced smile as before as she headed off towards the roof with Fin staring after her…
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