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Summary: Olivia's hurt, and is staying with Elliot and his family during her recovery. Will feelings develop? How's Kathy going to handle everything? Don't worry Olivia will still be at work. I suck at summaries. Better than it sounds. Please R&R

A/N: Please R&R, I really want to know if I should keep going. Sorry it's been so long!

Shock to the Heart

Chapter 7: Here's Johnny

"DDDAAAAADDDD!" Olivia pulled the covers off her face just in time to see Kathleen turn out of the bedroom and run down the stairs.

"Kathleen, wait!" Olivia groaned throwing the covers off her body and chasing after her.

By the time Olivia got downstairs Kathleen was already arguing with her dad.

"That's mom's bed. How could you?" Kathleen's tone changed from angry to upset.

"We didn't do anything. I wasn't even in the bed. Liv just needs an actual bed to help her to a full recovery." Elliot reached out to Kathleen noticing Olivia standing there still cradling a pillow.

"Yea but she was in the bed. Under the blankets and on top of the pillows you and mom used to share." Kathleen noticed Olivia's presence.

"It's not what it looks like. We still do think of your mom's feelings. We haven't done a thing." Olivia stepped towards Kathleen.

"Yea, but mom is gone." Elliot said more to Olivia as an act of reassurance that Olivia belonged there with them.

At that point, Kathleen lost it. She fell into Olivia's arms crying. A shocked Olivia held her close while listening to her try to speak through tears,

"I want to yell at you, scream at you, call you a whore, call you a home wreaker, and blame everything on you, but in truth it was mom's fault. She shattered this family, and you picked up the pieces. I give you two my blessing, and apology for all of the trouble I caused. Wow, I mean you two have managed to avoid the inevitable for how long? I just miss her." Kathleen struggled to look Olivia or her father in their eyes.

"I'm not trying to replace her, but I will always be here for you." Olivia kissed Kathleen on the head, and gave her one more tight squeeze.

"That was very adult of you," Elliot stated shocked as Kathleen headed back to her room. "Hey," Elliot said looking at Olivia sitting down in her boxers and tank top. "Maybe she's on to something; you do look hot in that outfit." Elliot slid a cup of coffee across the Island to her.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Stabler." Olivia folded her arms to conceal her chest.

"And into the trash." Elliot retorted with an evil smirk as Olivia rolled her eyes.

"So, other than the rude awakening how did you sleep?" Elliot asked opening the passenger door for Olivia.

"Actually, the best I have in a while." Olivia pulled down the passenger side mirror to check out her face. "What the hell?" Olivia noticed a bunch of tiny red bumps crowding her chin.

"What's wrong?" Elliot turned away from the road for a quick minute. "Shit, Liv" Elliot laughed.

"This is so not funny." Olivia slammed the mirror shut.

"You're still beautiful." Elliot tried to reassure Olivia.

"Don't try and sweet talk me, Stabler." Olivia tried to joke around, but was sincerely worried about her face.

"Well, what did you do last night?" Elliot asked.

"I talked to you, and then I went upstairs and…oh shit." Olivia suddenly grew embarrassed.

"What?" Elliot was now very curious.

"I..I… your pillow smelt so good I just couldn't help but sleep with it. I felt like you were there with your strong arms around me." Olivia turned to look out the window. "I must be allergic to your cologne."

"Well that's a problem. You must be allergic. You've never really been that close for that long." Elliot laughed at her embarrassment. "I'll have to get some new cologne."

"Why?" Olivia didn't see the point shed just avoid his pillow even though it'd take major will power.

"I don't want you to have a reaction, because one day it will be me and not the pillow." Elliot tried to look her in the eyes.

However, Olivia was already trying to avoid answering by running into the station.

Elliot, figuring he had made thinks awkward enough, went to grab everyone some coffee before entering the station.

"Today's your lucky day, Liv. They had your Carmel Latte." Elliot set the cup down on her desk, but realized Olivia wasn't seated there.

"Sorry man." Fin motioned for Elliot to look towards the other side of the room. Standing right by the water cooler was Dean Porter. Much to Elliot's dismay he seemed to be making Olivia laugh.

"Come on, Liv. You know he's bad news. Every time he's here he creates trouble." Elliot approached the two trying to get Olivia's attention.

"Nice to see you to, Stabler. But, we're just talking so you can back off." Dean laughed trying to act all superior.

"You know she's living with me." Elliot tried his best to scare Dean off.

"Yea, but I don't see your name on her." Dean teased.

"Yet." Elliot balled his hands into fists.

A/N: Is Dean there because he cares about Olivia's recovery or to stir up trouble? Please R&R.