Jessica stood by the bed, packing the rest of her duffle with random thing she brought with her from Sacramento. As much as she wanted to stay and help her sister, she knew she needed to leave. There was no longer a point in staying around. It hurt too much.
Her flight was to leave at 4:30 that afternoon. It was 7:45 in the morning. She wiped away a defiant tear when she heard his voice behind her.
"Were you planning on saying goodbye?" Jesse said in a low tone.
Jessica stiffened and replied, "To Elena, yes."
Jesse got angry and decided to push her, using the detective skills he had recently mastered. "What about me?"
"You would have figured it out soon enough."
"You didn't come to bed last night," he stated.
"Did you want me to?" Jessica said, gathering her sweater.
"Of course I did," he said, surprised by the hurt in her voice. "Why wouldn't I have wanted you with me?"
"Because it isn't me you want and you and I both know it." Jessica turned around and chose not to react to his nearly nakedness. He stood clad in only a bath towel and a towel around his neck. His broad chest stood proudly and his brown eyes were filled with anger and confusion. Jessica looked down, no longer able to meet his gaze and spoke, "It is Elena. It always has been."
"That isn't--"
"Don't lie to me." Jessica lifted her hand to stop him and continued, "If you care about me at all, you can at least be honest with me."
Jesse stepped toward her and studied the hurt in her eyes. To his surprise there was a shade of midnight blue that resided within her. "Eye changing is a Montero trait," he spoke touching her face softly. "Im sorry, Jessica."
She looked up at him and whispered, "Im not. I have always loved you. It was my mistake to believe you felt the same."
Jesse leaned his head down and captured her plump lips with his. He wanted to heal her of the hurt he mistakenly caused. Jessica wrapped her arms around his neck and savored the final taste of him. Unfortunately, things grew heated and Jesse pushed her down of the bed, his body hovering over hers. As his mouth traveled down the column of her neck and his hands journeyed to the hem of her sweater, Jessica's common sense told her she couldn't stay. Her heart wouldn't handle it. "No," she said placing a hand on his chest.
"Jess..."
"Please." She looked into his brown eyes that were filled with a growing pain and she shook her head. "Let me go."
Jesse reluctantly rolled off of her and Jessica straightened her appearance. He watched as she packed the rest of her things. He swallowed and asked lowly, "Are you going to call when you reach California?"
"I don't think that would be best. Elena can call me if she wants to update me on her condition. I know you will take care of her."
"What if I want to talk to you?" he pushed.
"Please, don't. You got so angry at Elliot for using Elena. Please don't do that to me."
"You are comparing me to that son of a bitch!" Jesse growled standing on his feet and stepping toward her.
Jessica stood and looked him square in the eye. "When we had sex were you thinking about me?"
"Excuse me?" he asked.
"Was it my touch you wanted? Can you honestly tell me that I was more than a whore to you the other night?"
"How can you say that?" Jesse said hurt.
"Its the truth and you know it. I have never been the one you wanted. Accept it. Learn from it. Move on."
Jessica began to turn away when he grabbed her. "No," he growled as he took her lips with his. She moaned both in pleasure and pain and she pushed him away. "Jessica, that night I needed the appreciation of a woman. You... You were..."
"What?" she whispered wiping at her tears.
"You were amazing. You are going to make a man very happy one day."
Jessica gave a broken smirk and stepped in front of her shirtless hero and place a final kiss on his mouth. "Im sorry for comparing you to Elliot. I was angry."
He nodded and let her get her duffle. "My guess is that this is goodbye," he whispered.
She smiled sadly and said, "Yeah, until I receive an invitation to yours and my sister's wedding."
His mouth dropped and she laughed touching his chest playfully. "Don't pretend to hide that you haven't thought of marrying her."
He smirked and furrowed his brows and his thumb grazed over her the covered bruise around her cheek. "Im sorry about that," he whispered.
"No worries," she whispered looking into his rich brown eyes one last time. "Goodbye, Jesse. Tell her how you feel. Learn from this."
He nodded and pressed a kiss on her forehead and released her. "Bye Cali Girl."
She smiled sadly and exited the apartment, petting Zac before leaving this chapter of her life. Jesse only watched as the brown eyed beauty exited his life.
That morning, Elliot woke with Olivia in his arms as they laid on the couch. Elliot played with her brown hair and she woke up to stare into his focused gaze. "Hi," she whispered. "How did you sleep?"
"Better with you with me," he replied.
Olivia smiled and kissed his chest while lifting herself off the couch. "Im going to call Cragen to say I will be late in. You get ready to go so you can give me a ride you my place."
He nodded and made his way to his bedroom. When he entered, he was surprised to see his window opened and a light hitting a piece of paper with his name across it. He moved down, traced his name and read the painful letter.
Elliot. Im sorry. I can't do this anymore. It isn't you. Well... Yes it is. Elliot, I can't let you hurt me anymore. My heart keeps breaking. I can't love a man who doesn't love me. It is clear to me that you don't. Please, don't come after me. Let me go. We are good officers and I made the mistake of making us more than just sex. You and I... we are officers of the law. I choose to live out my personal life with the unrequited route of love. You don't have to. Please, tell Olivia how you feel. You deserve so much Elliot Stabler. Let her know. My love, Elena
She moved beside him and took the letter from him. She sighed and stared at his broken form and tried to comfort him. "Oh Elliot."
"I hurt her so much. I didn't mean to, but I did."
"She made her own choices, Elliot. She chose to have a relationship with you. She invested her heart into you. That is choice. You were right, Elliot."
"She is right though," he whispered.
"What do you mean?" Olivia asked.
He turned and met her eyes. He touched her face and spoke evenly. "I do care about you, Olivia. More than I should. You... You are my constant. I have... I've fallen in love with you, Olivia."
Olivia's eyes watered as the man of her dreams spoke the words she had longed for. "Oh, El," she whispered as she gathered him in her arms. "I love you, too. So much."
Olivia pulled away to kiss him. It was like magic as their destiny appeared before them. Their touch was all that they ever needed. "Im sorry," Elliot whispered.
"For what?" Olivia said smiling. "I enjoyed that."
He smiled and stared into her eyes and replied. "Im sorry I didn't tell you that sooner."
She smiled and kissed him quickly while joining their hands. "We are together now. That is what matters."
He smiled and kissed her once more, wanting to know that this was real. "What about Elena?" he asked.
"What about her?" Olivia said touching her partner's face.
"I want her to be happy. I want her to realize that she deserves to be loved."
Olivia sighed and smiled at him. "I think Jesse Kephart will do a good job off that."
Elliot smiled and rubbed his jaw. "I want to still be her friend."
"And you will. Give it time."
Elliot smiled and kissed Olivia deeply on the mouth, smiling when she moaned in pleasure. "I love you, Liv."
"And I love you, El," she whispered.
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