Sorry, this is kind of a short chapter, but it seemed to work out that way. I hope you're enjoying the story. Please leave comments. I appreciate it!

Elliot walked back into the squad room and sat down in his chair. Olivia stopped at her desk, looked over at him, and noticed he was watching her. He was leaning back in his chair, steepling his fingers and had a serious expression on his face. "Everything OK?" he asked.

"Yep." said Olivia, only looking at him for a second before sitting down in her chair. "Now where were we?" she asked, picking up her notes. She moved over to the board and started to make notes.

Elliot could tell he wasn't going to get anything else out of her about Matt and their relationship, so he decided not to push it. He got up from his chair, and joined in, running over the case notes with her. They ate their lunch as they worked, eating off of each other's plates like they normally did. When they had everything down, they reviewed it several more times, until Cragen came out and had them review the facts with him. They decided their next course of action, and Elliot and Olivia took off, going to interview some witnesses.

They were busy all day, and came back to the squad after six, exhausted. They had interviewed over ten witnesses, and had revisited the crime scene. Olivia slumped down into her chair. She was tired but they needed to add all of their new information to the files.

"Liv. Why don't you go catch an hour in the cribs? I'll start summarizing our notes." he said, seeing how tired Olivia looked.

"No. I'm fine." said Olivia, sitting up in her chair.

"Just grab an hour. I'll wake you up. I promise." He put his hand on her shoulder. "Go on."

Olivia looked up at him and considered protesting, but she could really use a break. "Thanks El." She got up and walked up the stairs to the cribs. Elliot watched her walk upstairs, glad that she had listened to him for once.

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Elliot went through the rest of the notes, adding them to the board. The squad room had emptied out as the day turned into evening. Olivia had been sleeping for about an hour and a half. He knew she would be mad at him for letting her sleep so long. But he figured if she was still sleeping, she probably needed it. Just as he was thinking about going up to wake her, she emerged from the cribs. He smiled when he saw her. Her hair was messed up and her eyes were still sleepy, and she wiped at her face as she walked down the stairs. He thought she looked beautiful. His mind wandered, thinking this would be how she looked after making love, her hair messed up, her face flushed and her eyes heavy with satisfaction and sated lust.

Olivia reached the bottom of the stairs and walked over to him. She reached out to grab his arm, shaking him out of his reverie. "Why didn't you wake me El?"

Elliot shook his head, clearing his mind and looking at her. "What?"

"You promised you'd wake me."

Elliot looked at her, and a vision of her, naked in bed, leapt into his head. Suddenly, he had an overwhelming need to kiss her. He grabbed Olivia by her arms, and pulled her towards him. Olivia put her hands up, bracing them against his chest.

"Elliot! What are you doing?" she said, surprised by his actions and pushing away from him. He stopped, registering the look of surprise on her face. He immediately released her, and she stumbled backwards with the sudden lack of force. She caught herself, and looked back up at him.

"What the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"I..I'm sorry. I just…" he didn't have an explanation. What could he say? That he thought about kissing her almost every damn day? That he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen? That he pictured her naked, lying beneath him in bed as he…he shook his head again, trying to clear the visions as he looked back at the confused look on her face.

"El?" she said, her face softening. She put her hand on his arm.

Elliot stepped back and turned away from her, letting her hand drop from his arm. "Sorry." He walked away from her, out into the hallway. Olivia just watched him go, not sure if she should follow him or not. In the end, she decided not to. She wasn't sure what she would say to him. He had shocked her. The way he was looking at her; she was certain he was going to kiss her. And as much as she had dreamed about that happening, in the moment, it shocked the hell out of her and she had reacted. If she followed him, she wasn't sure that she wouldn't grab him, and finish what he started. She dropped down in her chair and let out a sigh.

Elliot came back into the squad room a few minutes later. He didn't look at her, but said "I'm going to head home. There's nothing else we can do tonight."

"Ok" said Olivia.

"Are you going home?" asked Elliot, hoping she said yes. He didn't want to think about her possibly going to meet up with Matt.

"Yeah, I'm going home." Olivia said softly, bothered by the fact that Elliot wouldn't look at her.

"Can I give you a ride?" Elliot asked, still not looking at her, starting to walk towards the door.

"If it's not out of your way." said Olivia. She grabbed her keys and jacket, and followed him out of the squad room.

The ride home was quiet, neither one of them knowing what to say to each other. Elliot was kicking himself. This wasn't how he had wanted this to go. He wanted to talk to her, try to figure out what was going on with Matt, try to figure out if she felt anything for him, before he made any kind of move. Now he had blown all of that out of the water by acting like a hormonal teenage boy, grabbing her and almost kissing her.

Olivia could tell that Elliot was brooding. She really wanted to know what he was thinking; what had been going through his mind when he almost kissed her. She really wanted to invite him up so they could talk, but she knew he was in no mood tonight. But she felt like she had to say something. The last few days had been so strained, and she didn't want things to go on like this.

They were at Olivia's apartment before she knew it. Elliot pulled over, but kept the car running.

"El. Look at me." said Olivia. Elliot looked over at her. "It's OK. You just…surprised me."

Elliot took a deep breath. "I'm sorry Liv. I didn't mean to…."

"El. Just forget it. We're fine. OK? Can we just agree to talk about this later? I don't want to have to worry all night that we're not OK."

"OK." said Elliot, looking back towards the windshield. "We're fine."

Olivia wasn't sure he was being honest, but it was the best she could expect tonight. "Good night." She opened the car door, and started to get out of the car. Before she was completely out of the car, Elliot reached over and put a hand on her arm.

"Liv. We're fine. I'll pick you up in the morning." He smiled weakly. He knew if he didn't say something to her, she would be up all night and he didn't want that. This was his fault and he didn't want her to be upset.

Olivia smiled back at him, and placed her hand over his. "Thanks El. See you in the morning."

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