A/N: Hey all! I know that it has been AGES since I've posted, but I'm back in the game! Hope you like this chapter, and don't forget to review!!! Love you all! xox- sammygirl
"Elliot!" Olivia screamed for the second time that night.
"Liv?" Olivia could hear his voice but she couldn't tell where it was coming from. She made her way through the darkness until she saw a pair of broad shoulders casting a shadow. When she saw him, she started running. She didn't know where she got the energy, but she had it.
Before Elliot knew it, Olivia was in his arms. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and her tears were soaking his neck. The fact that she was in his arms made his entire ordeal real. The captain was attempting to get Elliot's attention, but the only thing he noticed in that moment was Olivia. The thought of never getting to hold her, touch her, be around her again, would have killed him before Daniels had the chance.
TV cameras and crews surrounded Elliot as he came out of his Olivia-induced trance. He pushed his way through them to the Captain. Elliot asked for permission to leave and take Olivia home and it was granted without a second thought. Cragen's only catch was that Elliot and Olivia both had to meet with Huang and talk about their ordeals. For once, the Don was more concerned about Elliot's emotions than Olivia's. Elliot is famous for bottling up what is going on inside, and because of this he was worried for Liv's safety.
The next thing Olivia knew she was once again in Elliot's arms, but this time she was being carried upstairs.
"El?" Olivia sleepily questioned, "What is going on?"
Elliot giggled at her grogginess, "We're going up to bed, babe. Worrying took a lot out of you today. We can sleep as long as we want to tomorrow but then we both have to go talk to George."
"Mmmm, okay." Olivia said, drifting off again. "I love you, Elliot."
As Elliot put her down onto the bed and wiggled her out of her shoes and clothes he said softly, "I love you too, Angel. And I'll never let you go."
With that, he changed, climbed into bed behind her, and pulled her flush against him as he fell asleep as well.
Olivia awoke to the feeling of soft lips on the back of her neck. When the sun hit her face, she realized that Elliot was fully awake behind her and probably had been for some time.
"How long have you been looking at my posterior, Stabler?" Olivia questioned with a sultry smile.
"Hmm, this time? About twenty minutes, but in general for about ten years." Elliot flirtatiously bantered.
Olivia laughed a full, eye brightening, laugh at his comment: "Don't let Kathy hear you say that! She'll kick both of our asses."
"I'd like to see her try, baby." Elliot said to her, before flipping her over and kissing her passionately on the mouth.
The kiss set a fire within Olivia. She brought her hands from Elliot's shoulders to his lower abdomen and untied the strings that were holding his pajama pants in place. Elliot then pulled his old NYPD Traffic t shirt off of Olivia and pulled away to admire her naked form.
"God, you're beautiful, Livia. I don't know what I would do without you." Olivia then sat on top of Elliot, and put her damp folds onto his lower stomach.
"El, don't talk about leaving. Ever. We are going to be together until we are both old and fat and deaf." With this, she brought his arousal into her slick channel.
"Liv, baby, I will never leave you." Elliot said as he began to thrust slow and lazy within her.
This was Olivia's favorite way to make love to Elliot, like lazy breakfast on a Sunday morning in the spring. It made it so clear to her how much he loved her when all of his movements were deliberate and slow. Olivia was reaching her climax surprisingly fast, and Elliot could sense it. He put the pad of this thumb onto her clit and she blew apart praising God and Elliot in the same breath. Elliot followed her stringing together her name and confessions of love.
After their love haze cleared, Olivia looked up at Elliot from her spot on his chest. "El, we've gotta go talk to George."
This brought Elliot back to reality. "Okay babe, I'm going to go shower and then you can, because God knows if we are in there together we will not get out of this house today."
While Olivia was in the shower, she contemplated what her life would be like if Elliot had died yesterday. When she did this the only thing she could do was cry, and that was not what she wanted to do before she saw Huang.
Getting out of the shower, she got dressed and put on a bit of makeup before the pair made their way to the FBI to talk to Huang.
When they got to the door, George had already opened it. "Which one of you would like to go first?" He asked the two.
After looking at each other and shrugging, Olivia spoke up, "I'll go."
"Okay," George said, "Are you ready?"
With Olivia's nod, he brought her into his office and closed the door. Leaving Elliot alone in the waiting room with his feelings.
