A/N: Dang, sorry this took so long!!! It is here now, again, I am really sorry!
Disclaimer: Not mine.
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She was stubborn. God, was she stubborn. She had shot a man today. Yes, she had shot a man one other time before, but this one was different. With this one, he, the man, was messing with her head. Killing people on her behalf. Eric Plummer. That was his name.
"There aren't any bullets in my gun." He had confessed this to her. He wanted to die. He wanted Olivia Benson to kill him, he wanted her to feel this for the rest of her life.
He saw her face crumble when she was told his gun was empty. She looked shocked and guilty. Her face was a mixture somewhere between hurt and anger.
"You, you stay away from me." She was pissed. Elliot knew this. Elliot knew this and yet he tried his damnedest to get her to open up. But she wouldn't.
He knocked at her door. No answer. Called her phone. Answering machine.
It was raining and his wife would worry. Somehow he repressed the urge to stay and walked away.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Kathy sat by him, her arm wrapped around his shoulder. "Is Olivia okay?"
She tried to sound casual. But somehow she couldn't. She had already known Elliot was having an affair, how could she not? It wasn't uncommon for men like him. He was cheating on her with his job.
That had bothered her, but this, this was different. Instead of a guy partner, he had a girl. A woman. Kathy had seen her a few times. She was pretty. And that, for some reason, scared the hell out of her.
"She's fine." His voice was gruff. "Come on, let's go to bed."
And so they did.
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A/N: Was that okay? Do I still have it? lol