Author's note: I am not in a good mood today... My grandma just called me from work and said that Kendra got kicked off of DWTS. She was all, "Get excited!" But, I'm not excited! First Wendy, now Kendra. Who's next, Kirstie? Oh, jeez. I need to stop revolving my life around television. I always get way too emotionally involved.

StevieLUVSAlex- I know I used the "f" word a lot, sorry! I actually have mouth like a sailor, so I kinda made Elliot have one too. I realized how much I said it in the first chapter, so I cut back a little on it on the next few chapters, then I kinda went back to it.. I'll substitute the word. I do, afterall, only want to please y'all! (:

Disclaimer: If SVU were on DWTS, I bet they'd get kicked off too, because I LIKE THE SHOW, AND IT SEEMS AMERICA IS TRYING TO RID EVERYTHING I LIKE! Anyway, not mine.

Chapter seven

Olivia never understood the point of a relationship. She could never wrap her finger around the reasoning for going through the pain and suffering some people go through to endure one. She herself had never actually been in a real relationship, though. She was always too scared to love someone full-on. To tell that person every detail about yourself. About your childhood, about your love life. Of course, Elliot knew almost everything about her except her bra size.

Although, he did stare at her enough to possibly figure it out.

She was never one to lay in bed at two in the morning, fantasizing about what her future would be like with a certain guy.

That is, of course, until she met Elliot.

She always wondered what would happen if he ever divorced Kathy. What would the two of them become? More than partners? More than lovers? The thought of the two of them together drove her crazy.

She looked over at the clock on the nightstand and sighed. 2:53.

She turned her head the other way and slightly smiled at the man lying beside her. His chest rose and fell in a smooth, even pattern. Olivia put her hand on top of his and slid her fingers in between his thumb and forefinger. She rubbed his knuckles with her thumb and exhaled deeply.

She thought about the very first time she realized she loved him.

"It's not that, I jus-" Olivia shouted into the black phone resting on her desk. "Will you let me finish?"

"Oh my god, shut the hell up! Whatever, don't call me anymore." She slammed the phone onto the receiver and stood up quickly, sliding her chair across the room.

She stormed up to the roof, and inhaled the Autumn air and leaned on the ledge of the building. Her hands tightly gripped the railing, her knuckles turning white during.

The door opened and slammed shut, causing Olivia to frantically wipe at the tears she didn't even know were flowing down her face. She felt someone approaching her and didn't even bother to turn around. An arm snaked around her back, pulling her close. It was Elliot; she could tell by his scent.

No, that didn't sound stalker-ish at all.

Elliot wrapped his other arm around her and rubbed her back. "That guy's a loser, Liv."

Olivia remained quiet.

"He's stupid for letting you go." Elliot said into her hair. "You're too pretty for him, anyway."

Olivia laughed slightly and pulled back.

"You okay?" He asked, bending his head down, trying to meet her gaze.

Olivia nodded. "Fine."

The way he comforted her, the way his arms tightly secured her inside of them, made her realize how special Elliot truly is. How much he really means to her.

Olivia was too busy thinking about Elliot, that she didn't even notice him wake up. His voice is what brought her out of her trance.

"What's on your pretty little mind?" he asked, linking their fingers together.

Olivia shook her head.

"Nothing? That look on your face, and nothing is on your mind? I find that very hard to believe." He said.

She met his eyes and smiled. "I really do love you, El."

"Good." He said, smirking.

"Good?" She asked, fixing the comforter around her.

"Because I really do love you too." Elliot said, turning on his side.

"Y'know, it's never been that easy for me to say." Olivia blurted. "And it's never been that easy for me to admit."

"Well, I'm glad I make you comfortable enough to tell me these things." He said, pushing away the hair that fell onto her neck. "Anything else you'd care to talk about?"

Olivia smiled weakly and shook her head. "Not right now."

"But you do want to talk eventually?" Elliot asked.

"Eventually, just not now." Olivia said.

"Whenever you feel like talking, whether it's noon or midnight, I'm here to listen." Elliot said, cuddling up to her side, resting his head on her chest.

"I'll keep that in mind." Olivia said, wrapping her arm around his back.

Author's note: OMG. I was just thinking about something. I LOVE Y'ALL. And I apologize for the excessive use of "cuss words" and anything else that makes y'all the slightest bit uncomfortable. I'm only here to please y'all, so be sure to tell me how to please y'all even more.

Btw, this is like, the shortest chapter I've ever written. I'm not even exactly sure why I wrote it, but I did. I really didn't have anything to do today and I kinda felt like writing, so I figured why not? I guess it's kinda a fluffy little filler chapter thing. LOL.

Xo,

Briana (: