An hour later, Elliot burst through the front door, out of breath. She cringed, "Olivia, where have you been?"
"I'm sorry El, when I went I to the bathroom," Olivia went into it and Elliot held her hand through the entire story before he cut back in.
"You scared me," A tear slid down his cheek, and she caught it.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking especially after the school shooting." Olivia dropped her head and looked at their entwined hands. He pulled her hand up to his face, and kissed it gently. "Elliot, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay, just don't do it again?"
"Never again," Olivia smiled, she dropped beside him and they fell asleep on the couch.
Saturday came quickly, Prom was that night. Elliot and Olivia were all too excited. They could dress up and show the world how they truly felt.
Nancy and Olivia left around one in the afternoon to get her hair done. She knew exactly how she wanted it too, loose and free, something completely simple. They couldn't do much so they straightened her bob and glittered it up.
It was very sophisticated and elegant. For Olivia, it was perfect.
Around five, Elliot was at the bottom of the stairs in his tux, and waiting for Olivia to appear on the landing. Nancy came down first and joined her husband next to the fireplace. "How does she look?" Jake asked, a little too curious.
"Like an angel," They both looked to the stairs as Olivia appeared. She descended slowly. Elliot met her at the bottom and kissed her hand, "You look amazing, Liv."
"Thank you, El," she blushed lightly, "Not too bad yourself." He offered his arm and led her to the living room where Nancy and Jake were waiting with the camera.
They gladly posed in all positions. There favorites were the ones that Olivia and Elliot didn't pose for. Laughing and being a couple. Nancy and Jake knew in their minds and their hearts that Olivia was perfect for their son.
They made it to prom and walked in, the floor was in the middle, tables on either side, on the left was the snack table and the right was pictures. They danced a few dances before they announced king and queen. Elliot was in line for King, as was Kathy for queen. Olivia sat down at the table as Elliot was called to the stage.
"And the queen is," The principal started, "Kathy O' Connell." A thunder of applause came from the crowd. "King, is Elliot Stabler."
Another thunder of applause, but Olivia's eyes buldged from her face, that meant they had to dance together.
Elliot led Kathy to the floor, as the song started, they held on to each other nervously, Elliot looking for Olivia at the table he left her at, but she wasn't there.
"Elliot, I need to talk to you."
"About what, Kathy, we have been over this, I don't want you, I want Olivia."
"You may want to hear this." Elliot looked down to her scared face.
"Kathy?" Elliot asked, almost afraid to ask.
"I'm pregnant, Elliot, I took couple of tests and to prove myself I went to the doctor, I'm six weeks pregnant." Elliot couldn't believe his ears. He was Catholic and he took his religion seriously which meant he would have to take care of both of them and give up Olivia. Elliot could only stare at her.
Olivia watched from a separate corner, and saw the entire thing play out. Kathy pulled an arm from his side and out it on her belly and nodded her head to Elliot. She knew this would happen. Feeling slightly betrayed and stupid, she walked out of the hotel ballroom, and out the front doors, she hailed a cab and went back to the Stabler residence. She told the cabbie to wait, and paid him extra to wait 20 minutes.
Olivia packed her duffels with all of her clothes, books and schoolwork. She changed clothes, left the prom dress on the bed with a note attached apologizing to the mister and misses for leaving without a goodbye, and said that she couldn't stay that after today, it wouldn't be right. She thanked them for their hospitality and left.
The cabbie packed the trunk and left the residence taking Olivia to wherever she needed to go.
Olivia stared out the window and a tear fell down her cheek. She was starting to learn how to love. There was no way she would ever love anyone like she loved Elliot. She said goodbye to her past, as the cabbie dropped her off at her old apartment. She looked up and walked in to her new life.
Elliot sat on her old bed with her dress in his hands. The note pissed him off, he wanted to tell her, not have her find out this way. He laid down still in his tux and fell asleep crying wanting despersatly to have Olivia by his side.
For weeks, Elliot was putting off telling his parents, so that he may try to find Olivia, he searched everywhere. He even illegally used resources at his dad's precinct to find her. She had changed schools, all her mom's accounts, massive savings, were all changed, he had no idea where to find her. He swore to himself he would never give up.