A/N: What else does Casey say? What does Kathy want? An interesting day at work for Elliot and Olivia, and someone knows their secrets...someone who will make them pay to keep them safe.

DISCLAIMER: SVU and characters belong to Dick Wolf. Story belongs to TStabler

"You two get anywhere on this?" Cragen said, holding up a file, looking from Olivia to Elliot. "Haggirty?"

Elliot avoided eye contact with the captain as he said, "That case has been closed for two days." He stapled a few sheets of paper together and said, "Our job's done. We're waiting on Cabot now. Arraignment hasn't been scheduled yet, and there's only so long we can keep that asshole down in…"

"Wait," Cragen interrupted. "Alex hasn't scheduled his arraignment yet?"

Olivia shook her head as she rifled through a stack of papers on her desk, looking for something. "Nope."

Cragen raised his voice. "And neither of you…"

"I called McCoy," Elliot snapped, lifting his head and finally meeting his captain's eyes. He glared, realizing he still could never think of him as father. "Twice. I've also left three messages on Cabot's machine. You think I'm really gonna let this guy fall through the cracks? Again? No way in hell."

Cragen moved forward. "Look. Kid, I was just asking if…"

"You were just questioning my integrity and work ethic!" Elliot yelled. "After that phone call last night, all concerned and caring, you're gonna do this? Today? You're really something else!"

Olivia looked at him, tilting her head and staring at him. "Calm down," she said. "I think you need some air, El."

"Yeah," he barked, sliding his chair back and getting up. "Good idea." He eyed her, then shot a hard look at Cragen before leaving the room.

Olivia was still, silent, until she, too, got out of her seat and followed after him. She made it to the hallway and saw a door swinging shut. She ran for it, grabbing it before it closed, and stepped into the small space. She saw his chest heaving, his fists clenched, and she stared at him for a moment.

"I can't be around him," he said, his jaw tight. "Not after last night. How could he call and just…"

Olivia shrugged a bit. "You're his son, El, he…"

"No, I'm not!" he yelled, turning to her. He had tears in his eyes. "He is not my father."

"Oh, El, baby," she sighed. She reached out hand, brushing it lightly over his shoulder, and knew instantly that it was a mistake. Her body hit the wall, his hands pulled and grabbed and squeezed and caressed every inch of her.

"You," he whispered, "You're my everything." He nipped at her neck and moaned softly.

She closed her eyes, knowing she was his solace, his sanctuary, and she let him lose himself, losing herself in the process.


"So, that's it?" Fin asked, looking at his partner. "That's all you're gonna say to me?"

"You're leaving," she returned with a shrug. "Goodbye is all I can say."

Fin shook his head. "I'm only gonna be on a different floor," he said sadly. "I'm leaving narcotics, not you."

She looked up, then, hope glinting in her eyes. "You…you still want…"

"Of course," Fin said, nodding. "My son loves you. I think…I think I might…love you."

She tilted her head as she stood, taking two steps toward him. "Yeah, Fin?"

He nodded again, smiling. "Yeah, Dani."


"I don't like this, Joey," Kathy said, looking at her husband. "I really don't."

Joey sighed. "Well, too bad. We've had this planned for months, and the kids are looking forward to it. You don't wanna come, then don't, but that will only make the kids lean on Olivia even more."

Kathy grunted as she tossed a few towels into the suitcase on the bed. "Why did you have to buy that stupid cabin, anyway?"

Joey laughed. "Elliot bought it, I paid for half it when…when we started getting close again. He said it held some kind of emotional value for him and Liv, so when they could afford it, they bought it."

"Can you even ski?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I snowboard," he said, nodding. "And the kids will love learning how to ski, and they have an ice skating rink, baby. I promise, this week will be good for us."

"Oh, yeah," Kathy said sarcastically. "Me and Olivia Benson in the same place for more than two hours. Real good for us."

"You said you wanted to drop it, you wanna talk to her and move on, then you do it." He looked at her. "Unless you only said that because Elliot was there."

"No, I…I meant it," she said, biting her lip.

"So it's settled," Joey said with a grin. "When we get there, El and I will take the kids to the shop to get new skis, and you and Liv can talk."

"Wonderful," Kathy sighed. A week in Colorado with her family, Elliot, and Olivia was the last thing she thought would be good for her.


"Oh, God," Olivia moaned, her legs wrapped around Elliot as he thrust into her hard. Her arms were stretched over her head, gripping the shelves on the wall of the closet. "God, El, baby…" she trailed off as she moaned louder.

"Shh," he hushed with a chuckle. He had one arm snug around her as the other was pressed tight against the wall. He moved fast, hard, slamming into his wife without pause. "Damn, baby."

She dropped her head back., hitting it into the wall. "Oh, my…" she bit her lip, stifle the small scream that wanted to escape. She felt him pulling out, and she felt him push back into her so deeply she felt like she would rip apart. Stars swam behind her closed her eyes as she felt every inch of him burrow into her and slip out, creating intense, beautiful friction.

"Fuck, baby," he hissed, feeling her tighten around him, a feeling he never grew tired of and always relished in. "Hold on for me. Please…"

"Oh, shit, El," she whimpered, her gasps growing quicker, her moans getting higher. "I can't, baby, I can't…you're too…oh, my God!"

He held her, growling out her name as she clamped around him, and he thrust out of and back into her tightness. "Liv," he mumbled, dropping his head with a groan. He nipped at the skin of her neck and felt her digging her nails into his back. He seethed when her fingers scraped up his back and her legs pulled him closer to her as her body tensed. "Oh, Liv…shit."

Boxes fell off of the shelves beside them, the metal clinked threatening to come unscrewed, until finally the shaking stopped, Elliot stilled inside of her and bit down on her shoulder hard, frustrated growls ripping through the air being muffled by her flesh.

Panting, he lifted his head and brought his lips to hers. "I love you," he whispered. "I love you so…"

She kissed him again, silencing him. "I love you." Their eyes lingered on each other's for a moment before she was dropped lightly to the ground.

They dressed in silence, cleaned up the mess they had made in the storage unit, and opened the door. Both sets of eyes widened, though, as they saw who had been just outside, and the smirk on the woman's face told them she heard everything.


"Casey!" Trevor yelled as he slammed the door.

Casey closed her eyes and walked slowly into the living room. "Right here."

Trevor's nostrils flared as he tried to breathe slowly. "What did you do?"

"I did…what?" she asked, confused, playing innocent.

"You told him!" he snapped, tossing his briefcase onto the couch. "I was days away from making partner! Do you have any idea…"

"I told Olivia," she said. "Olivia told Elliot. As far as I know, they haven't told anyone else. Trev, Elliot took it pretty hard. He was already broken up about his father's death, and now he has all of these questions about him and…"

"I don't care!" Trevor yelled. "None of that is my problem, Casey! I got a phone call from Dean Porter, who had a long talk with his father. They're reopening the case now! Joe Stabler is dead, I've got another batch of files I have to look through now, and I don't have time for this! All of that hard work…do you know what this could cost me?"

"You," she hissed. "It's always all about you, isn't it? Is there a shred of humanity left in you, Trevor? Or is it all about the money now? These are your friends' lives you're screwing with."

"Oh, please," Trevor snapped, rushing toward the kitchen in need of a cold beer. "They were never my friends, Casey, they were yours. Shit. Today was pure hell for me, Casey! First, I get a call about Olivia's father and now this."

Casey turned white. Her breath hitched. "What?"

Trevor's eyes slid closed. He just put his foot in his mouth, big time.


Alex eyes Olivia and Elliot up and down, licking her lips and smirking. "Well, well, well," she mused. "Anyone else have that feeling of Déjà vu?"

Elliot shook his head, embarrassed but not surprised. "Of course," he mumbled. "It's always you. What the hell are you doing here?"

"I was on my way in to tell you that you're both due in court next Monday at noon. I had to pull strings to work around your vacation. I was doing my job," she said, "Which is more than I can say for you."

"Cabot," Elliot said, his eyes narrow, "Just get out of…"

"You two sounded so much hotter than you did in high school," Alex interrupted. "That must have been incredible, huh? It sounded so rough…almost violent. Has working in Sex Crimes given you any ideas, then, Stabler?

Elliot scoffed. "Go to hell," he snapped.

"Hey, hey," Alex chuckled. "If I were you, I would start being very nice to me. Wouldn't want Cragen finding out where his two prize detectives go to blow off steam."

Olivia growled. "Alex, I swear to God if you…"

"Easy, Benson," Alex said, folding her arms. "I'm not stupid, and I'm not out to ruin your lives. I am, however, smart enough to know that you will do anything to keep your secrets safe. All of them."

Olivia's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, all of…"

"Elliot's paternity, the truth about your relationship, what just happened here," Alex listed. "You two will go to great lengths to make sure no one finds out, am I right?"

Elliot sneered at Alex. "What the hell do you want, Cabot?"

Alex smirked. "Just keep your phones on," she said. "Both of you. You'll know why soon enough." She gave one last, long look at Elliot, trailing her eyes down his body and moaning. "Damn." She shook her head and walked away, heading into the squad room.

Elliot and Olivia looked at each other, taking a simultaneous breath. They followed Alex, into their bullpen, and hoped whatever she wanted wouldn't be too terrible. They heard her chuckling, still, and they knew she still had a wicked grin on her face.

That grin faded, though, as Alex saw who was sitting on an empty desk. Her body stiffened, her eyes widened, and she swallowed hard. "Chester?"

A/N: What will Alex do? How will Liv and El react to seeing Chester? A week in Vail, CO with Kathy and company, in the cabin where Elliot and Olivia have great memories…coming up!