DISCLAIMER: DEAR MARISKA HARGITAY AND THE REST OF THE SVU CAST & CREW, DON'T BE SCARED IF A FAT GUY IN A RED SUIT SNATCHES YOU AWAY ON CHRISTMAS EVE. –YOU WERE ON MY WISH LIST 3
^I KNOW, I KNOW, IT'S CHEESY. (:
When she opened the door to her apartment she actually expected him to be there; sitting on the couch, watching tv, those blue eyes gazing at her as she entered. But he wasn't.
She turned on the lights to her dark apartment and looked around. It felt… empty. She sighed as she set her bag down and made her way to her answering machine. She clicked a few buttons before a robotic voice rang out "You have no new messages, to listen to saved messages press one, to-" Olivia pressed end and turned back to her living room. For some reason, she was at a loss of what to do. She should be used to coming home to an empty house, yet now she was confused.
She walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. This would be a long night.
The knocking was insistent. Olivia finally forced herself up. It was only nine thirty but she had gone to sleep for lack of anything better to do.
She opened the door trying to rub the sleep from her eyes.
"What; were you two fucking?" If she wasn't awake before, Kathy's words sure did the trick, "can't get enough?"
"Kathy, what are-"
"Here" Kathy thrust a big black trash bag at her, she was confused. "His clothes, take it. I guess he's not man enough to come face me himself." She said the last part louder, wanting her husband to hear.
Olivia sighed "Kathy he's not here."
"How surprising; I thought he'd stay at least a week. Guess after all that built up sexual tension, it wasn't so great after all."
"You have every right to be-"
"You're damn right I have every right to be mad! You know what the sad part is; Elliot was right our marriage was over for a long time and neither of us wanted to face it. But that gives you know excuse to sleep with a married man and him no excuse to cheat on his wife. All he had to do was ask for a divorce; all he had to do was talk to me. You two could've fucked on national television for all I would have cared but how dare you… How about his kids; did you even once think about them while you screwed him" Kathy was on the verge of tears but it made her feel slightly better that Olivia was too.
"I'm sorry Kathy; I'm so sorry" She paused "It shouldn't have happened."
"Do you think that's gonna make it all better? An apology? Olivia we were married for twenty five damn years; you both ruined that in one night. I truly hope it was a good fuck." Kathy began to laugh; "I bet you both had no trouble sleeping."
"You're right; I'm a horrible person," Olivia said slowly, "You can hate me for the rest of your life but I promise that I- we never meant to hurt you and I know that Elliot loves you despite everything, and that won't change Kathy, that will never change. You gave him five beautiful children. What me and Elliot had or could ever have will never measure up to that."
Kathy looked up at her, squeezing her hands as if trying to keep them from strangling the woman in front of her. "Why are you being so nice? You know, that is one of your most annoying qualities (besides being an adulterous bitch) you're always fucking nice. I can't take it. Please, scream at me! Hit me! Please! Tell me what a lousy wife I was! Tell me he only stayed for the kids! Tell me! Please! Tell me!"
"Kathy," tears escaped the confines of Olivia's eyes but she had no idea what to say in this situation.
"Don't you ever come near me or my kids again." Olivia watched as Kathy walked the short distance to the staircase and quickly made her descent.
She was slightly in shock, maybe she was still sleeping, dreaming. Deep down she knew she wasn't.
She dumped the bag on the floor near her couch and made her way over to her cell. She called him because that was just her first instinct. He picked up on the third ring.
"Liv?" he sounded exhausted and she felt bad, she shouldn't have called.
"Where are you?'' It was the first question that came to mind but it sounded needy, especially with her voice still hoarse from crying.
"I'm at Pete's house; I'm sorry I should've called or left a note."
"Your stuff is here" Olivia stated.
"What stuff?"
"Your clothes; Kathy just dropped them off."
"Jeez, Liv…"
"When do you want to pick it up?"
"I'll… I'll be there in a few minutes."
And with that the conversation was over; leaving Olivia in the silence of her home juxtaposed with the shrieking of her thoughts.
He came relatively quick, she wondered briefly where Pete lived; she had never bothered to ask. When she opened the door he immediately pulled her into a hug. He wrapped his arms over her shoulders and walked her slightly backwards, kicking the door shut in the process.
"I'm sorry" he said against her neck but she just shook her head. He could feel the tears on his cheek as it touched hers. He felt like a jerk. Hell, he was a jerk. He shouldn't have left her alone; they needed to figure things out together. They needed to talk. Her next words threw him off though.
"I need a break" she whispered but it was enough to break him out of his reverie.
"What?" He pulled back slightly, still gripping her arms, but trying to look into her eyes. She wouldn't look at his though. He was mentally breaking sown; panicking at the thought of her running away and never looking back"
"I need to leave, maybe just a few days outta the city; you know, to figure things out."
He could see the wheels in her head turning; already planning her getaway. "Where?"
"I don't know; Florida? L.A. maybe? I hear D.R. is nice this time of year."
"I'll come with you." It was a statement not a suggestion and she finally turned to him.
"What?"
He moved to the black bag that so obviously stood out of place in the neat room and dumped it's contents onto the ground. "What should I bring? Swim trunks, right? Maybe a thin jacket. Socks, shorts, underwear; of course." She just stared at him as he began to sort throught the contents on the ground , her mouth was slightly agape.
"Elliot"
"Do you think I'll need a passport? I got one a few years back for a case but it's probably expired by now, plus I don't know where it is. I'm sure I could find someone, well unless we're leaving now. Maybe we should go somewhere a little more local" he was still somewhat frantically sorting through the items on the floor, his mouth and his mind going a mile a minute.
"Elliot" she said a little bit louder, placing a hand on his shoulder as she looked down at him. "what are you doing?"
"I want to come with you. I don't care where or when or how we get there, but please Liv, don't leave me." He looked up at her and she was surprised to see his eyes glistening.
"El, we both need to figure things out. You need to be with your kids. I need to… I need to be alone right now, clear my head. I'm not leaving forever."
"No; we need to figure things out together and my kids need time to cool off," he whispered looking into her eyes "why don't you want me to come with you?"
"El" she didn't have time to complete the thought because his lips were on hers. He had gotten up slowly and the kiss had taken her by surprise. He held onto the sides of her cheeks as he kissed her over and over again; as if begging her to stay with his mouth.
She finally pulled away slightly out of breath, " bring one bag. basic essentials plus a bathing suit. ID, coat, umm" she was talking in snippets but she couldn't help it; she was excited and terrified.
"Liv, where are we going?
"I don't know" she stated and he laughed kissing her again before he bent down to begin gathering his stuff again. She ran down the hallway, stopping at the closet and grabbing two black carry-on's. She threw one toward the couch and didn't wait to see if he'd caught it before proceeding to her bedroom, frantically opening drawers and throwing stuff on top of her bed.
As soon as her bag was full she started to get dressed. Elliot came into her room, black bag in tow. "Liv are you sure about this?"
"I'm not sure about anything" she stated bluntly looking up, she half expected him to change his mind; tell her it was a bad idea. But he laughed and walked over to her.
"This is the craziest thing I've ever done" he kissed her then.
She smiled into his lips "the craziest thing?"
They had gone to JFK airport and booked the soonest possible flight, which at 2:30 in the a.m. happened to be to Puerto Rico. They boarded the plane will their bags surprised that they conveniently had seats next to each other by the back corner of the plane.
Elliot let Olivia slide in first so that she could have the window seat, he didn't mind though; he would still have a beautiful view. Olivia fell asleep by the time the plane took off, he wasn't surprised.
He flagged down one of the flight attendants. "Can I get a blanket?" he whispered.
The young woman nodded and looked at Olivia sleeping form with a small smile. "One moment Sir." She came mere seconds later with two blankets and pillows. "Here you go" she handed them to him.
He thanked her and she made her way back up the aisle. He lifted the armrest that was between them and gently nudged her so that her head was against his shoulder. He wrapped the blanket over her sleeping form and waited for his own droopy eyes to finally shut.
THANKS FOR READING (:
HEY ANYONE HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR A CHRISTMAS ONE-SHOT? (REVIEW OR P.M. ME, YOU CAN BE AN ANON.)
