THIS IS RIDICULOUSLY LATE, I'M SO SORRY. I'M SUCH AN IDIOT IT WAS DONE A FEW DAYS AGO AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT I DIDN'T UPLOAD IT LOL. ON WITH THE STORY…
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SVU, BUT I OWN AN SUV... AREN'T THEY THE SAME?
He heard the shouts for him to stop and the people grabbing at his arms, but he didn't know why he couldn't. Fin was gasping for air, but Elliot kept on going. He couldn't see, he couldn't think.
Then he heard a voice in his ear telling him to breathe and the voice sounded so familiar. She said it again a little louder, stepping in front of him. He stopped then, not wanting to hurt her. She grabbed the lapels of his coat forcing him to look into her eyes and he dropped his arms weakly to his sides.
Olivia held him there, whispering reassurances; "it's okay El, just calm down." He was still trying to regain his breath, and she gently let go of his jacket.
"I'm sorry" he whispered to her over and over.
Amanda and Munch helped Fin off the floor, his forehead had a gash and there were bruises on the side of his face but he brushed off their concern.
After Cragen was sure both men were alright he immediately took action; telling the cops who were staring to get back to work, and ordering all his detectives (and Elliot) to follow him into his office.
They all entered the room warily. Fin taking a seat on the far side of the room by the two way mirror accompanied by Rollins who had gotten him an icepack and now held it firmly to the side of his head. Amaro and Munch took standing positions by the door, while Elliot sat in the chair opposite of Cragen's, wanting to sit next to Olivia who had already taken the seat next to his.
"Now can someone explain to me what the hell happened out there?" The captain looked at each member of his squad and his former detective expectantly. No one answered.
"Okay let's try this again; who threw the first punch?" Cragen once again looked around.
"I did" Fin stated after a couple of seconds of thought.
"And why detective, would you initiate a physical altercation with your former coworker?"
"He shouldn't have come back" he uttered looking at the ground. Olivia looked at Fin, raising her eyebrow questioningly.
"Amaro, Rollins; were you in any way apart of this?"
They both replied with a firm "no sir".
"Then you're excused, you to Munch." He dismissed them.
Munch sighed "I always miss the good parts." The three detectives left and the room fell silent. Cragen took advantage of the few seconds to gather his thoughts.
"Alright you know what; I don't want to know. Fin go get cleaned up and go home- if this ever happens again I WILL file an official report and you will get a write-up in your jacket." Fin nodded and left the room.
Cragen sighed; one down, two to go.
"Olivia can you please give us a second?" She looked over to Elliot who locked eyes with her briefly and nodded, before getting up and leaving his office shutting the door behind her.
"So that was Stabler?" She heard Nick ask John.
"Ah yes, that is the one and only un-Stabler" Munch said from his desk and looked up at Olivia who was giving him a death glare. They both instantly shut up and Olivia looked towards Fin who was walking down from the cribs.
"What the hell?" She asked walking in his direction.
Fin looked at her, "what do you mean; what the hell?"
"Don't play dumb with me Fin. Why did you start a fight with Elliot?"
Fin shook his head and sighed, "Is he still married Liv?" The question was low but even so she could feel the new detectives boring holes into her backside.
"That's none of your business" Olivia said evenly.
"Like hell it's not. Olivia you were a wreck for months after he left and now he comes back and he decides he wants to be with you and he's still married?"
Olivia felt the tears stinging her eyes but she held them in, not wanting to break down in front of everyone. She pushed him then, angry because she couldn't cry, because she knew everything he said was true, because he had no right to say it in the first place.
Fin grabbed her wrists. "I'm tired of being pushed around. Olivia you've wasted enough time on him, he doesn't deserve someone like you."
Olivia shook her head, "Fin you should really stay out of things that don't concern you." She stepped closer to him, "what I do in my free time, and who I choose to do it with is MY choice."
She backed away slowly walking towards Cragen's office, figuring he'd had enough time to talk to Elliot by then. She knocked before opening the door slowly.
"Captain, I'm leaving." She looked at Elliot who also had unshed tears in his eyes and wondered what Cragen had told him.
Cragen nodded standing up, "Elliot it was nice seeing you again, I hope next time is under better circumstances." Elliot nodded and walked toward him offering his hand, but Don gave him a short hug, patting him on the shoulder. "Take care of yourself, Elliot" Elliot just nodded and he and Liv went out into the squad room, walking silently to the elevators.
Once they were outside Olivia asked him if he was alright.
"I'm fine just a little blood that's all." He responded rubbing his nose. Olivia nodded but she knew that he knew that that was not what she had meant.
The walk to the car was long and Olivia wondered why he had parked so far, before remembering that he could no longer park inside the precinct.
"I'll drive" Olivia offered and Elliot just nodded his head passing her the key. They both entered the car and Olivia started the ignition before turning back to Elliot?"
"Hungry?" he asked as if reading her mind.
"Sure, where to?" She said while turning onto the busy street.
"D'Angelo's?" he suggested.
"Too fancy" Olivia stated looking down at her work clothes.
Elliot smiled, "Tso's Palace?"
"Sure why not" The drive there was short; though that wasn't surprising considering this was a place they used to frequent on their lunch break.
"Do you want to take it to go and eat at my place?" Olivia asked after she parked.
"Liv… I don't think that's a good idea."
"What?"
"Well, we need to talk and it would probably be best if…. if we weren't alone. Let's just eat here"
"But, why?" Olivia asked confusingly.
Elliot sighed- she wasn't going to make this easy. "Because I know what you look like naked."
Olivia blushed but finally understood. "Alright."
They both made their way out of the car and into the restaurant, sliding into a booth and ordering their usual. After a few minutes Elliot broke the comfortable silence.
"Olivia, what happened back there- I'm sorry. I knew it was a bad idea to come up."
"It wasn't you fault" she said quietly.
"Do you know why-" Elliot started to ask but Olivia quickly interrupted him.
"What did Cragen want to tell you?"
Elliot looked down at Olivia's hands which lie flat on the table. He slowly brought his index finger down to trace her fingertips.
"He um" Elliot cleared his throat quickly; "he told me that he was glad I was back. He said that you missed me- you all missed me, but that I needed to think about the choices that I make and have made in the past."
Elliot looked up then, met by Olivia's unwavering gaze. "He said I should be careful. That I'm not a cop anymore, but still the risks are high."
"Oh" was her response. She paused for a few seconds. "Did you speak to Kathy?"
Olivia looked into his eyes and she knew the answer. "What happened?" She asked.
"We talked… It's over Olivia."
"Elliot-"
"No" He interrupted her, "Liv it's not… you had nothing to do with it. It was a mutual decision."
"And I'm sure now me and her can be the best of friends as she graciously forgives me for fucking her husband" Olivia said sarcastically.
Elliot was about to respond when the waitress came with their food.
"Be careful, very hot" the woman said in her Chinese accent, smiling at them. Olivia nodded and smiled back as Elliot stared at her. He wondered how she put up the façade so well.
Elliot looked down at his food, picking hungrily at it, Olivia doing the same. Elliot put all the shrimp on the side of his plate, Olivia snagging a piece every now and then. They ate in comfortable silence for a few minutes until Olivia finally spoke up.
"Why do you always do that at any Chinese restaurant we go to?"
"Do what?" He asked looking down at his shirt.
"You order Beef and shrimp, even though you hate shrimp."
He shrugged and thought for a second, "You like it."
"But-"
"Why do you order extra sausages when we go out for breakfast?" He grinned.
"That's not the same. You always try to steal mine." She smiled.
They finished the rest of their meal in thought. Soon the waitress was clearing the table and depositing the check in front of Elliot.
"You paying?" Olivia asked.
"Why; are you offering?"
"No, no, it's fine; you can pay."
"Of course" Elliot laughed.
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