Authors note –
Okie dokie – I hope you enjoyed last chapter and the fact that I ditched my cliffhanger ways. I can't promise it will stay that way for long though. Anyway, here is chapter 13 (My lucky number). I also can't promise that there isn't a cliffie at the end of this one…MWHAHAHA. I know – I'm an evil pain in the arse. Lol. That's a cliffhanger in it's self. I'm so pro.
Disclaimer: It costs $56 (au) for a box set – Cry- But that's why I'm getting the 1st season for Christmas…I'd much rather own the characters but whatever. I'm still happy!
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Upon hearing Jackie enter…and leave suddenly, caused the magic of the intense environment to fizzle and made Elliot aware of his actions, in turn to breaking from Olivia's lips.
"Um…" Elliot shifted awkwardly.
"Mmm…" Olivia hummed, not far from a deep slumber.
"Uh-uh-umm…" Elliot stuttered, "Olivia?"
Olivia didn't move or even signal that she had heard Elliot.
Elliot assumed she was asleep and sat back in the chair.
"God, you're beautiful, Liv." He sighed.
"Maybe you should tell her when she can hear you, let alone remember you telling her." Jackie murmured as she leant against the door frame.
"Huh?" Elliot quickly turned his head to face her, almost giving himself whiplash.
"You should tell her." Jackie stepped into the room and walked over to Elliot's side of the bed.
"Probably." Elliot replied simply.
"You know she's completely in love with you, right?" Jackie furrowed her brow.
"She's not in love with me. Sure, we have this whole sexual tension thing going but that's been there for ages. It's probably what makes us so efficient-"
"How does that work?" Jackie interjected.
"Um…well…I figured that because we're two of the best and that well…" Elliot trailed off at the end.
"You know, for a detective, you're not very cluey." Jackie burst out laughing at her joke, "But seriously, you think it was 'cause of the tension?"
"Well, yeah." Elliot shrugged, feeling like a complete arse.
"Have you ever considered that you guys are so in sync because you love each other? I've never known two people to be so close without actually being close. I can't believe that you haven't realised it. It's like when guys are together it's just you, no one else in the world matters…except maybe the victims when you're on the job."
Elliot shifted uncomfortably under Jackie's gaze. He shifted his own eyes to Olivia, "Is that blood?"
Jackie turned to look at Olivia as well and noticed the red patch that was gently oozing wider from the spot on her shoulder, "Oh shit."
She quickly stood and pulled the covers down a bit and slowly began undoing the gauze that held Olivia's shoulder in place, "Crap!" Jackie turned to Elliot, "Grab a wad of paper towel from the bathroom and hold them on here while I go and page a doctor."
Elliot nodded and headed to the bathroom, returning within eight seconds with a wad of paper toweling in hand. He moved to where Jackie was and took over from where she was keeping pressure on Olivia's shoulder with her hands. Jackie ran out of the room and down to where Elliot assumed was the nurses' station.
"El, what are you doing?" Olivia asked groggily as she floated in 'lala land'.
"You've somehow ripped the stitches in your shoulder. The doctor will be here in a minute to fix you up." Elliot pushed a stray piece of hair behind her ear as he reassured her.
"Okay." Olivia smiled.
"Holy crap, what are they pumping into you?" Elliot shook his head, smiling in spite of the situation.
"Who cares?" Olivia shrugged, causing Elliot's hand to slip of her shoulder to her breast, "Oops!" Olivia grinned.
Elliot was confused.
He quickly repositioned his hand to where it would be used more effectively with his paper towel. He soon realised that there was now a bloody red hand print smeared down Olivia's shoulder to her chest.
Oh come on!
About thirty seconds later Dr. Brennan walked into the room with a few implements and some thread. Jackie followed him in and raised and eye brow when she spotted the hand print.
"Not my fault! It was an accident!" Elliot felt he needed to stress this point.
Jackie mouthed a sarcastic "sure" and rolled her eyes.
"It was! She shrugged and I slipped!" Elliot explained further.
Jackie's face lit up with a shit-eating grin, "Smooth move."
Elliot sat back and watched Dr. Brennan and Jackie stitch Olivia up and listened to her ramble on about various different things like the colour of her apartment and how the clocks on her microwave and oven are set seven minutes apart and how she's too busy or tired to change them and it makes him laugh because he's never seen her so relaxed around strangers.
Dr. Brennan finishes up and both he and Jackie leave so Olivia can get some sleep.
About five minutes later Casey, Don, Fin and Munch walk in, both Casey and Don carrying a bouquet of flowers each. Everyone's eyebrows go up when the see the blood smeared hand print on Olivia's chest.
Elliot just rested his head in his hand, "She bled, I helped, she shrugged, I slipped. Okay?"
"Uh-huh…" Don nodded.
Fin smirked.
Munch looked over his glasses in amusement.
And Casey grinned.
"We're just partners!"
"That's not what Jackie seems to think." Now Don was smirking as well.
"What? She told you?" Elliot looked at the group incredulously.
"The last time Olivia was in here I dropped by with some flowers and bumped into Jackie when I went into her room. You two actually looked quite cozy. Anyway, I got talking to her and she mentioned something about how everyone thought that you two should be together or something."
"What do you mean 'you two'?" Elliot asked.
"You and Olivia were all cuddled up. Both of you seemed dead to the world but you looked happy." This was Don's 'subtle' hinting.
"Don, I don't think that Elliot was talking about that. I think there's something else." Casey prodded as she took the flowers from Don and walked around the room, looking for some vases, quickly spotting a couple on a shelf. She returned to the bedside table and began arranging the flowers in them. She looked up to see four sets of eyes on her, "What?"
"Are you going to go any further with that comment counselor? Munch asked.
"Ask him." Casey shifted her gaze to Elliot before dropping it back to fix the flowers.
"What, because she says something it has to be true?" Elliot asked sarcastically.
"No, but call it hunch." Don sat in the seat next to Elliot.
"Nothing happened." Elliot rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, and the blue m&m's aren't really tracking devices used by the CIA." Munch shook his head.
"So that's why you don't eat the blue ones." Casey mused.
"Seriously, nothing happened…much…" Elliot said the last part under his breath but Don caught it.
"Much?"
Elliot was tired of this game now, "Yes, 'much'!"
"You're in, Man!" Fin spoke for the first time since entering the room.
Everyone just glared at him.
"Okay, this is a little weird. I'd really rather not talk about this."
"Talk about what?" Olivia looked around the room groggily.
"Nothing, don't worry. How are you feeling?" Elliot spoke before anyone else got a chance.
"Sore." Olivia looked down at her chest then back up at Elliot, the memories of what happened before floating back, "Trying to cop a feel there Stabler?" Olivia grinned.
"You know it, Benson." Elliot grinned back.
Jackie burst into the room moments later.
"I've got your blood results; congratulations; you're pregnant!" Jackie was wearing that shit-eating grin again.
"WHAT!?" Everyone shouted simultaneously.
"Nah, I'm just kidding. It says you're cleared for any infection that you might have sustained through the wound…for now anyway."
"Jackie, don't you ever do that again! I think you might have given Cragen, and possibly Munch, a heart attack. Plus you scared the shit out of the rest of us!" Elliot warned.
"I try, I try." Jackie took a bow.
"Didn't scare me." Olivia grinned, "I very much doubt I could possibly be pregnant."
I could fix that…SHUT UP STABLER!!
"What was that Elliot?" Cragen asked.
Did I say that out loud?
"Uh- nothing, don't worry." Elliot smiled sheepishly.
I made this chapter a little longer than the last…by like 100 words. Lol.
I was asleep in music the other day and this thought came to me…yes, I was asleep and was thinking- Anyway, I was thinking that orange juice shouldn't come in 5ooml bottles. I had 1 at recess and then another at lunch – that's a litre in one day!
Oh also…this one time me and my sister and two cousins and uncle were at the beach and my sister picked up a 'blue ringed octopus' – for anyone who doesn't know what that is; it's an octopus about the size of your palm and when it gets pissed it's skin starts to show these electric blue rings – then it bites you - if it bites you it can kill you within a minute – that's just for an adult. Anyway, she picked it up in a clump of sand coz I told her too and basically saved her life (we could see the rings going blue). So I figured – life is too short not to review.
…SO REVIEW!!
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Yes, I know. I used a story that could have resulted in death to get reviews but it's true –Life is too short not to tell someone who you feel…HINT HINT!!