DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters, settings, blah blah blah.
** I'm SO freaking sorry it took me so long to update! I've had computer problems, family problems, personal problems, etc. You name it, it's probably happened lol. But I hope you enjoy. Even though they keep getting interrupted, EO smut is coming sooooon! :)
"Are we there yet?" Olivia whined as the four detectives pulled out of the hotel parking lot.
"Don't start that shit," Munch snapped. He didn't have as amazing of a night as Olivia and Elliot. Fin chuckled. Elliot made a face at Olivia causing her to laugh.
"Oh come on, man. Lighten up!" Fin said as he buckled his seatbelt.
"You try sleeping in a room with your monstrous snoring," Munch replied. Olivia spun around in the backseat and stretched out her sweatpants-covered legs, flinging her feet onto Elliot's lap.
"Can I help you?" he asked and smirked at her. Olivia grinned with an arched eyebrow and tapped her left ring finger with her right index finger, signaling that since they were engaged, she was allowed to prop her feet on him. Elliot chuckled to himself and shook his head.
Olivia laid her blanket over her, giving Elliot the go-ahead to find her hand. After he accomplished this, Olivia pulled her cell phone out with her free hand.
Olivia: Case, you better not be busy tonight.
Casey: What the hell are you talking about, Benson?
Olivia chuckled.
Olivia: We HAVE to have that talk. TONIGHT. With Alex.
Casey: She's right here and just told me that she's down for whatever.
Olivia: The usual place? Around 8?
Casey: We'll be there, Liv. And this better be some juicy gossip.
After putting her phone back in her pocket, Olivia looked up to see Elliot staring at her with a weird look on his face. "What?" she asked.
"I'm trying to figure out how you text so fast with one hand," he replied, baffled by the idea of one-handed texting.
Olivia laughed quietly. "It's not that hard, El." Fin glanced over his shoulder and saw the smiles coming from the backseat.
Munch smirked into the rearview mirror as he drove. "You're gonna owe me a hundred bucks, man," Fin said to his partner, trying to be quiet.
"Why does Munch owe you money?" Olivia asked. Elliot squeezed her hand, knowing the answer.
"I…uh…you don't need to know. I mean, you do know, but you don't," Fin stuttered. Elliot laughed and shook his head.
"I guess there's a reason I'm not a guy, because I sure as hell don't understand your code and shit," Olivia quipped. The three men detectives all laughed.
After arriving back at the station, they all went into the squad room. "Cap?" Fin asked, looking around. Cragen came walking out of his office.
"You shouldn't be here. You have a week off," he said and crossed his arms.
"If we have a week off, what's going to happen with all of our cases?" Olivia asked, closing a file on her desk. Elliot sat on the edge of his and waited for a reply.
Scratching his bald head, Cragen told them, "The Queens unit is handling our calls for a week since we've had such a horrendous week." All four detectives stood up, Olivia almost jumping up, and picked up their bags.
"We'll see you Monday, Cap," Fin said on his way out of the door.
"Bye guys," Munch yelled with an arm in the air, following Fin. Cragen looked between Elliot and Olivia as they walked out at the same time, in sync with each others' steps. He shook his head and smiled.
"It finally happened," he mumbled and walked back into his office.
"Do you want to go with me to the court house or do you want me to take you back to the apartment?" Elliot asked as he took Olivia's bags from her.
"I could have gotten that, El," she rolled her eyes. "And I'm not sure you going to file for divorce with your girlfriend there would be a good idea." Elliot cocked an eyebrow at her.
"Girlfriend?" he asked and smirked. Her eyes narrowed as she tilted her head. Her face was blank. "Liv, you're my fiancée now, remember?" Elliot asked, getting closer to her. Olivia grinned as she realized what he was saying and leaned in to kiss him.
"Excuse me," they heard a voice from across the parking garage say. They both took a quick step back and tried to figure out where it came from. Eventually, Olivia spotted Casey's red head poking out from behind a car.
"Casey!" Olivia yelled, trying to make her heart quit pounding. Casey marched over to them with a concerned look on her face, propping her hands on her narrow hips.
"What the HELL do you think you're doing?" Casey yelled, crossing her arms in front of her.
"I…uh…we…" Olivia stuttered. Casey started laughing hysterically, doubling over. Elliot looked at Olivia, more confused than ever. "Um…what are you doing, Case?" she asked her best friend.
Casey let a grin slip. "You should've seen the look on your face, Liv. Oh, and hey Stabler," she said and smirked.
"Hey Novak," he replied as he sat on the bumper of his SUV.
Olivia, who happened to be staring at Casey, sighed and tried to make her heart quit jumping out of her chest. "You were just trying to scare us?" she asked the red-head.
Casey nodded and grinned. "And it worked! Oh," she said and picked her briefcase back up, "Munch totally owes me a hundred dollars." Olivia's eyes narrowed as Casey walked off. "I'm SO looking forward to tonight's conversation…" she yelled from over her shoulder.
"Let's head home," Elliot said with a grin on his face. He helped Olivia into the vehicle then ran around to the driver's side.
"El…" she said softly as she buckled up and pulled her knees to her chest.
"Hmm?" Elliot started the big SUV and backed out of the parking spot, glancing over at Olivia as he did so. He reached out and took her soft hand in his.
"Why does Munch owe Casey and Fin money?" she asked. He chuckled and kept grinning as he drove out of the parking lot.
"Um…they all had a bet going on." Olivia turned to look at Elliot and arched her eyebrows.
"What were they betting on?" He chuckled again, loving how naïve she could be when it came to her personal life.
"They were betting on us, Liv."
Olivia turned to look at Elliot with a confused look. "What about us?" she questioned.
"They were betting on how long it would take for you and me to get together after I told them I was getting a divorce." They pulled into a parking spot across from Olivia's apartment and he killed the car.
"Were you in on the bet?" she asked, looking over at Elliot. He smirked and opened his door.
"No," he said with a grin. "No matter the bet, as long as I get you, I'm the winner," he told her sweetly. Olivia smiled and got out of the SUV, grabbing Elliot's hand as soon as she was in reach of him. She didn't care who saw. She was tired of hiding their love.
As they got into the small apartment, Elliot took their bags to the bedroom. He walked into the hall and spotted Olivia on the couch. He plopped down beside her and pulled her into his arms. "Hey you," he said and kissed her.
She smiled and replied with a simple, "Hi." Olivia nuzzled into his chest and sighed.
"I'm going to head down to the court house in a few minutes," he told her as he rubbed her back.
Olivia nodded and yawned. "I think I may take a nap while you're gone." Elliot kissed the top of her head.
"Want me to get you a pillow and blanket before I leave?" Olivia looked up and smirked.
He brushed some hair out of her face as she nuzzled into his side. "I can get my own pillow and blanket, El."
Leaning in to kiss her, Elliot whispered, "Just because you can doesn't mean you're going to." He pressed his lips into hers, standing up afterwards. He held up a finger, telling her to wait a second, and walked to the bedroom, then back to the couch.
Olivia grinned as he put the pillow on the couch and unfolded the blanket over her. "I love you," she told him as he leaned down to kiss her.
"I love you, too, Liv. And in a couple of weeks, nothing will be stopping us." Olivia nodded, kissed him, and laid down. "I'll be back in about an hour."
"Mmkay, I'll be here."
"I'll lock the door on my way out," he said and kissed her again. She smiled, watching him walk off. As soon as she heard the door shut and the lock latch, Olivia shut her eyes.
"Mmm, El…" Olivia moaned as she stretched out on the couch. His warm lips were on her neck as she ran her fingers through his hair without opening her eyes. "You weren't gone very long," she mumbled as he nibbled on her collar bone. "God, El…"
Olivia opened her eyes and looked down at the man that was making her so wet when she realized it wasn't Elliot. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" she yelled, pushing him away. When the man looked up, her eyes widened.
"PORTER! You son-of-a-bitch!" she screamed and punched him across the face, knocking him backwards.
"Olivia! Wait!" he tried to reason with her as she jumped off the couch and started after him.
"What the FUCK do you think you're doing here?" she yelled as he grabbed her fists. Dean backed against the wall with a shocked look on his face.
"I haven't heard from you in weeks, Olivia. I was wanting to check and make sure you were okay," he tried to tell her.
Olivia was furious. "So you break into my fucking apartment and start molesting me?" She jerked her fist back from his hand and swung again, knocking him across his cheek.
Coming down the hall, Elliot heard Olivia yelling. His eyes widened as he started running towards the door, pushing it open. "Liv?" he called out, then looked into the living room where Olivia had Porter pinned against the wall. "Liv…" he said and walked towards her. "Porter?" he finally realized who the guy was.
"What the FUCK are you doing here, Porter?" Elliot yelled as he was beginning to get enraged.
"I was coming to check on Olivia. Why the fuck are YOU here, Stabler?" Dean questioned as Olivia let him go, walking towards Elliot.
Elliot pulled her into his arms and looked down at Olivia. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, wiping a tear from her face. She nodded, still with a pissed-the-fuck-off look on her face.
"Oooh…" Dean started. "So you can fuck him, but you couldn't make love to me?" Olivia started going after him as Elliot pulled her back.
"He's not worth it, Liv." Elliot grabbed Porter's arm and escorted him, unwillingly, to the door.
"Out. Now." Olivia's voice was firm as she crossed her arms in front of her. Elliot opened the door and let go of Porter's arm. Olivia stood by Elliot, waiting on Dean to leave.
"So you'd rather have this used up piece of shit than me?" Dean asked with a smart-assed tone. Olivia pulled her arm back and knocked him across the face again, causing blood to gush out of his nose. "SHIT, Olivia!" he yelled.
"Get the FUCK out of my apartment!" she screamed and slammed the door.
When Olivia turned around, she saw Elliot with wide eyes and his jaw dropped. "What?" she almost spat. She was still fuming. He slowly shook his head and walked to where she was standing, placing his hands on her hips.
"You…are…incredibly…sexy…" he told her with a raspy voice in between kisses on her neck. He had always loved how badass Olivia was.
Olivia let her head fall back as Elliot worked his way around her visible neck. They heard a cell phone ringing across the room. "Shouldn't you get that?" Olivia asked, noticing the ringtone.
Elliot, still consumed with kissing his beautiful partner, shook his head mid-kiss and said, "They'll call back later."
Smirking, she pushed his head away from her neck, cupping his face. "That's Maureen's ringtone, El. You need to answer." He sighed, rolled his eyes, and walked to the table that had his phone on it.
"Stabler," he answered in a huff. Olivia ran a hand through her tousled hair, realizing her fist hurt from knocking Porter across the room. Several times. She smirked as she replayed it in her head. "Hey Mo…what, honey? We both know that your mother is crazy, but I can't legally take you away from her at the moment. Is she there right now?" he asked, his blood boiling. "If she ever leaves you kids alone at home, I'm legally allowed to come get you. I know, princess. I just filed today. Hang in there for a couple more weeks, okay? I love you, too, Mo."
He snapped his phone shut. Following Olivia to the couch, Elliot took a deep breath. "What's going on?" she asked in a mousy voice, not wanting him to snap like he usually did when Kathy did something stupid.
"Kathy snapped today. She yelled at the kids, telling them that they remind her too much of me and that she doesn't want to live. I'm surprised she hasn't created some evil plan to get me back."
"She'll never get you back," Olivia said as her mouth closed in on his. "I won't let that happen."
"I know, baby." She pressed her soft lips to his and smiled. "You haven't told me what Donnelly said today."
Elliot pulled her closer into his side and sighed. It wasn't a sigh of stress, but more of relief. "She said that she felt sorry for me and the kids. That a mother should never put her kids in danger like Kathy has done, and she would speed up the process." Olivia looked up at him with sparkling eyes.
"So…that means…" she probed for a solid answer.
"That means," he pressed his lips to hers, "That I will be legally divorced in two weeks."
Olivia grinned. "Then you'll be all mine."
"I'm already all yours, Liv. Every piece of me." Her heart was racing again.
Damn, Stabler! she thought. Why does he have this power over me? "It seems like last night happened forever ago," she spoke softly.
"But it did happen. And you said 'yes,'" Elliot reminded her with a sly grin. Olivia smirked and kissed him.
"I'd say 'yes' to you for the rest of my life, Elliot Stabler." He leaned over towards her face, his forehead resting against hers.
"Will you marry me, Olivia Benson?" Their smiles played against each other's' touch.
"Yes." It was a simple answer, but it was the only answer either of them needed.
After kissing for who knows how long, Olivia settled into Elliot's side and let out a sigh of contentment. He looked down and frowned. "Liv…why didn't you tell me your hand was hurting?" he asked, pointing out that she was flexing her hand open and shut.
She shook her hand in the air and smiled, tucking it under her leg. "I'm fine, El."
"You're a horrible liar, baby," he said with a smirk and got off the couch.
"Where are you going?" Olivia almost whined.
"To get you some ice," he replied over his shoulder. She rolled her eyes and settled into the big leather couch. Within a minute, Elliot was back at her side with an ice pack.
"Thanks," she said softly. He sat down beside her and kissed the top of her head.
Wrapping his arms back around her, Elliot asked, "So why the hell was Porter in your apartment?" He heard Olivia's breathing speed up.
"He jimmied the lock and came in to "check on me," the fucking bastard," she said, adding air quotations mid-sentence.
"I heard you screaming from down the hallway. I was scared to death that something really horrible had happened to you," Elliot admitted.
Olivia reached up with her healthy hand and cupped his face. "I can take care of myself, El." She smiled and kissed him.
"I know, I know. It still scares me when I think you're in danger, Liv. I can't give you up. I won't give you up," he promised. She smiled, tears forming in her eyes.
"I love you." Her voice was steady as she stared into his blue eyes.
"I love you, too. With all I have." She nodded and smiled.
After a while of just sitting and talking, Elliot and Olivia were lying on the couch, content as ever. "Liv…I got a question," Elliot said in almost a whisper. She looked down at him and smiled. She never believed she would be lying on top of Elliot. Ever.
"What is it, El?"
He brushed a brown wave of hair out of her face and smiled. "Will you go on a date with me?"
A smile spread across Olivia's face. "I'd love to, El." She nodded her head in agreement. A weight lifted off of Elliot's shoulders as he processed her answer.
"Tomorrow night?" he asked.
"Sure," she said and nodded again. Leaning down to kiss him, she felt him harden beneath her and she grinned.
"What?" he asked with a sly smirk on his face. She laughed.
"Nothing, El. I'm just happy…that's all."
He kissed her and smiled against her lips. "Me, too, baby."
Olivia patted her pocket to find her cellphone. "What are you doing?" Elliot asked.
"I need to know what time it is. I'm meeting Casey and Alex at eight."
Pulling out his cellphone, Elliot read off, "It is a quarter after seven." Olivia pouted.
"I guess I need to get ready." Elliot nodded and kissed her forehead. "But I don't wanna go," she whined.
"I have a feeling that if you didn't show up tonight, they would come here and drag you down there."
Olivia chuckled and kissed Elliot one last time before getting off the couch. She plodded into her bedroom, grabbed some clothes, and disappeared into the bathroom.
Once she emerged from the bathroom, Olivia slipped on a pair of shoes and shoved her phone into her jeans pocket. Elliot was propped in the doorway to the bedroom. As she walked past him, she got on her tippy toes and pressed her lips against his. "I'll be back later," she told him with a smile.
"Liv," he called out as she was taking a step away. She stopped and turned back.
"Hmm?" Olivia dug around in her purse to make sure she had her keys.
Elliot stepped towards her and placed his hands on her hips, resting his forehead on Olivia's. "I love you." These words still made her heart flutter.
"I love you, too, El. Always."