Please review!

Elliot smiled at Olivia when her head fell back in laughter. They were still talking at the bar, enjoying catching up with each other. "I still smile every time I think about that night." Olivia chuckled as she took a sip of her drink.

"I didn't know what else to say!" Elliot laughed. "So, I just said 'A guy's gotta eat.' What else was I supposed to say?"

Olivia shook her head with a grin on her face. "Probably almost anything but that."

Elliot smiled at her before letting it fall. "I was so scared that night."

"Yeah, you scared both of us. I thought you were going to die." Olivia breathed, willing the tears to go away as that familiar cotton ball formed in her throat.

"Hey, I'm still here." Elliot reminded her, rubbing her back. He wrapped his arm around her since they had pulled their barstools together. "I wasn't talking about me. I was scared for you."

Olivia looked up at him, confusion obvious on her face. "Me? Why were you scared for me?"

Elliot sighed. "Liv, Bushido is part of the scum in this world. He hired prostitutes and hookers and he probably raped women too." He paused, looking at her brown eyes. "When you were standing there, with me, I felt like, if something happened, I could never forgive myself. You looked at them and said one hundred to watch, two fifty to join. I seriously thought they were going to take you up on your offer."

"I know you would've protected me." Olivia breathed, dropping her head to his shoulder. He let his head rest on hers. "Besides, I know you always keep a gun in your bedside table, even when you're undercover."

"I will always protect you, even if I hurt you in the process." Elliot breathed.

Olivia smiled lightly. "Yeah, I've experienced that." She looked up at him. "Promise me something."

Elliot smiled. "Well, that depends. I once promised you that I'd get sick since you were tired of having it and I was making fun of you. I am not doing that again."

Olivia laughed. "No, not that kind of promise." She waited until he looked into her eyes. "Promise me that you won't leave me again."

"I promise." Elliot breathed before wrapping his arms tightly around her. He wanted to hold her all night. He wanted to kiss her, love her. He figured out he loved her in therapy. He knew he loved her already; he just didn't know how deep that love was. Just as she started to relax into him, she pulled away. He knew that she was just protecting herself. She did that with everyone. He hated that she felt she needed to protect herself from everybody close to her. He was relieved when she only sat up; she wanted to stay with him. "Hey, why don't you tell me you and Tripp's story? How did you two meet and have Ava?"

"Uh," Olivia started, tilting her head. She smiled lightly. "It's a little crazy, actually. My girlfriends and I went to Vegas to have a little vacation. My best friend found this guy she thought was hot; it was Tripp." She shook her head chuckling. "We both got plastered. She was going to hit on Tripp while I would hit on his friend. We went over to them and started talking, as we planned. We started playing spin the bottle and things get blurry from there. The next thing I know, I wake up in my hotel room with Tripp beside me. We're hung over and trying to figure out what happened. We figured it out when we saw the ring on my finger and the pictures I took from the night. We decided to get the annulment done in New York. Ironically, we both lived there."

"That is a coincidence." Elliot smiled lightly.

Olivia nodded her head. "No kidding." She ran her finger along the rim of her glass. "A few weeks later, we were getting ready to sign the papers. I found out I was pregnant. Tripp decided that he wanted to give us a try for the sake of our baby. We had been getting along pretty well and were becoming good friends, so it wasn't completely awkward."

Elliot paused, ready for her to continue. When she didn't, he spoke. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you two split up? You two seem really close."

"We are." Olivia nodded, looking up at him with a small, but sad, smile. "After a while, things became difficult. Tripp decided he wanted to become a politician instead of an actor. It put a lot of stress on him and that, in turn, put stress on Ava and I. Every night, Tripp and I were arguing. I was considering divorce. It just wasn't working anymore. One night, Tripp came home angry from his day at work. We started arguing, as always. Things got heated and... he hit me." She saw Elliot's eyes get dark and dangerous, the way he looked at a perp. "The second he did it, he felt bad for doing it and I could see it. I left though. I wasn't going through what my mother did to me again. He begged me to stay and not to file for divorce. But, it was better for us. He's one of my best friends."

"It's a good thing you didn't tell me that when you and I were partners." Elliot said, lifting his drink to his lips. "I would've shot him. I kind of want to now." He took a sip.

Olivia smiled lightly. "You always were my protector." She rubbed his arm. "He's a good guy, El. He hasn't laid a finger on me since. Every time he even thinks about it, he calls me or texts me or does something to tell me he's sorry. It's been fifteen years since he's hit me."

Elliot nodded. "He's really good to Ava."

"Yeah, he's a good father." Olivia breathed. She searched his face before he turned his head to look into her eyes. Her eyes dropped done to his lips before looking back up at those startling blue eyes. His arm dropped from the back of her barstool to her waist. She let her hands touch his torso, her breath leaving her at the hardness of his abs. "El..."

"Yeah?" Elliot asked in almost a whisper, his lips centimeters away from hers.

Olivia inhaled slowly. "I want you." She breathed. Elliot heard those words and descended his lips onto hers. Her left hand snuck up his chest, curling around his neck. His lips were soft against hers, fighting for dominance. She smiled knowing dominance would never be given up for either of them. That's what she wanted. When her lungs threatened to collapse on her, she pulled back. "Wow."

Elliot nodded his head, dropping his forehead to hers. "My thoughts exactly." Olivia smiled, squeezing the back of his neck briefly with her hand. "We waited-"

"Fifteen years." Olivia breathed before opening her eyes to look back into his blue ones. His were shining, his blue eyes almost looking clear. "I don't know how I waited that long."

"I want more now." Elliot said with a nod. Olivia chuckled before kissing him again, shorter than before, but still long enough to have the same effect on her. She felt his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back, the calming effect she needed. "What are you doing tomorrow night?"

Olivia smiled lightly. "Well, it's Saturday. I'll probably spend it on my couch watching scary movies I shouldn't be watching. I usually get Ava on the weekends, but I don't have her this weekend. Tripp is taking her up to our old cabin. She needs to get away for a while."

"No kidding." Elliot huffed. He smiled lightly. "How about I take you out to dinner?"

Olivia smiled, crooking her eyebrow at him. "As in... a date?"

Elliot chuckled. "Yes, as in, a date."

Olivia kissed the corner of his mouth. "You got it." She grinned when his smile made his nose crinkle. "Where and when?"

"How about I text you what time I want to pick you up? The place... that'll be my secret until we get there." Elliot smirked, seeing her roll her eyes. He looked at the clock behind her. It was almost midnight. "It's getting late."

"It is." Olivia said turning to the clock. She turned back to him, disappointed in having to go. "I should probably head home so I can get some sleep."

Elliot nodded. "Me too." He stood up at the same time she did, their bodies pushing against each other. He put his hands on her hips to help them keep balance. She chuckled as they moved together. "How about I walk you home? You live a couple blocks from here."

Olivia smiled and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds great." She felt the electricity course through her body when Elliot's hand slid into hers. "You can watch me blink my lights." Elliot grinned as they walked into the cool nighttime air. They walked two blocks and were on their last one when it started raining. "Oh no!"

"Can you run in heels?" Elliot asked as he pulled her under one of the apartment building doorways.

"I can run in anything besides stilts, Stabler." Olivia chuckled, looking at the heavy rainfall. "We're going to be soaked to the bone."

Elliot laughed. "Well, let's get you home then." He took her hand again before they started running down the sidewalk. They accidentally ran into someone holding up their umbrella. "Sorry!" He apologized although he was laughing.

Olivia laughed when he ran into a trash can, tipping it over. "Elliot! Come on!" She took his hand again and they ran to her building, only stopping once they reached the lobby. They were both laughing from the situation and the way each other looked in their soaked clothes. "I think I still have some of your clothes. Come on, you can take a warm shower and get some dry clothes on."

"You still have my clothes?" Elliot asked as he took her hand and stepped onto the elevator.

"Yeah, they are comfy to sleep in." Olivia shrugged with a smile.

Elliot thought about Olivia in his clothes and couldn't help but think of her out of his clothes. He needed to get a grip. "So, I'm guessing I have to return the clothes that I borrow."

"That'd be correct." Olivia smirked before they stepped off the elevator, heading down the hallway to her apartment.

Please review! Love you guys!