I realize that Elliot has never become particularly jealous over any of Olivia's boyfriend's as someone pointed out in a review. While I definitely concur, I wanted this time to be different. I did not feel that choosing a random guy for Olivia to date would have as much of an effect on the story as her dating Porter would. Porter has had involvement in both their lives which is the cause of Elliot's jealousy. Elliot had (basically) admitted that he was in love with Olivia and now that he is truly coming to terms with how he feels, seeing her with Porter, especially Porter as he is aware of his character makes him jealous more so than he has been in the past. He is on the brink of confronting the long hidden feelings and seeing her with him is almost as if it's being rubbed in his face that there are many reasons standing in the way of him having her. But bear with me because I promise in due time it will end in the only way it should: EO.

Elliot plopped down angrily into the seat facing his shrink with less finesse than he had hoped for. "Visiting my workplace was not something I remember you ever mentioning."

"That would be because I never did mention it to you for the purpose of it being a surprise," Dr. Taylor said as he surveyed Elliot with a curious eye. "But I must say that your hostility is primarily due to the fact that your partner was otherwise engaged with another man and not my unexpected visit."

"I understand that these sessions are mandatory but I really don't like you just randomly waltzing into my place of business to come and see me," Elliot said. "That's what these meetings are for."

"You flatter yourself, Detective Stabler," Dr. Taylor grinned impishly. "I never came to see you."

"You were talking to Olivia?"

"Precisely," Dr. Taylor chewed on the capped end of his pen. "I wanted to obtain a sense of your working environment. I couldn't very well help you unless I understood exactly how your place of business affects the way you do your job. And the essential part of your working environment is Detective Benson. You see, I didn't ask her a single question I didn't already know the answer to. But in the course of helping you smooth out your personal and professional relationships, it was in my best interest to speak with her in person. Although I didn't speak with her at length, I was able to observe everything I needed without betraying your confidence."

Elliot breathed a sigh of relief. "What did you think of her?"

"Olivia Benson is a woman that us men rarely come across in our lifetimes. I can aptly say I fathom why you are in love with her," Dr. Taylor mused with a lint of genuity to his voice.

"I am not in love with her," Elliot challenged as his eyes burned bright. "She is my partner."

"When someone declares what they are not, it almost inverably turns out to be exactly what they are," Dr. Taylor said with a raise of his always expressive eyebrows. "And you, Detective Stabler, are in love with your partner."

Elliot buried his weary head in his calloused hands. Of all the times he had decided to get into the face of someone else and tell them exactly how they felt and what thoughts were racing through their minds, it was time someone finally received the chance to return the favor. Maybe this was what he needed. He needed to hear those words from someone who wasn't his own self to make them believable.

And now they were.

He was in love with his partner.

With Olivia Benson.

The world seemed to stop as it all finally made sense to him. Every look, every touch, every word, everything. It had all been there throughout an entire decade's worth of a partnership.

"What do you want?"

The words sounded unbearably loud to him as he was snapped back into reality. He had been so deep in thought over his revelation he had barely heard Dr. Taylor's words. He looked up at him with solemn eyes. "I don't understand."

"What do you want with Olivia Benson?"

Elliot hesitated. "I don't know."

"Detective Stabler, you are the type of man that does things well but only your way," Dr. Taylor said. "A man like you, in control of every situation, and you don't know?"

Elliot's mouth opened and closed several times as he struggled to find the right words. "I don't know what I want."

"I believe you. Because for a man like you to admit that you don't know, to relinquish control, that indeed could argue a disruption in your view that was large enough to cause you to screw up a case?" Dr. Taylor said with his head titled to the side.

"I just never thought of my relationship with her as so black and white. I live in the world of grey."

"But you're definitely attracted to her?"

"You saw her," Elliot said as his lips curled into a smile. "She's certainly beautiful, I will never deny that. But it's not just about how she looks. People look at her and see just beauty but I see so much more than just a pretty face."

"You have explained to me that she is beautiful, smart, funny and someone that you would give everything for," Dr. Taylor pointed out. "Is the idea of a romantic relationship with Detective Benson something you might consider?"

Elliot slowly nodded as the words left his lips. "I'd like to give it a try."