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Elliot watched as Olivia slept against him on the couch. Olivia had her arm around Arsa who was also sleeping. He kissed Olivia's head. He frowned when he saw Chandler sleeping on the floor right next to Arsa. Everybody was asleep except for him. He couldn't sleep. He had just experienced the fear that Olivia had today and what probably wasn't close to what she has at Sealview.

Sealview. Another thing he didn't like to think about. He begged the captian to go. He knew Olivia trusted nobody like she trusted him. Elliot knew everything there was to know. They didn't even have to be in the same room and he'd know if there was a problem. When Olivia told him she was fine, he knew something happened. He had to wait three months before he found out. He stayed at her apartment the night she told him.

Her apartment. Something that never left his mind. A good part, of the past fourteen years of his life, were in that apartment. He helped potty train Arsa and took care of her when she was sick. Then, he took care of Olivia when she was sick. Then, he'd end up sick. He went work anyway to avoid going home to Kathy.

Kathy. How could she date a guy like Charlie? Who dates anyone like him for that matter? When he found out he wanted Olivia to chose between herself and Arsa, he swore you could cook something with his blood. The idea of making a mother between herself and her daughter was gun worthy. Somewhere, there was a bullet with Charlie's name all over it. The fact that he made his Olivia chose made his insides writhe. The nerve of that guy asking for mother or daughter action. The mother of his child, his daughter. Bile rose to his throat at the thought.

Mother of his child. That was a story. My best friend had my baby and I didn't know until there was a DNA test that showed my name next to hers and my daughter's. Try explaining that to anybody. He loved the fact that Olivia was the mother of his child. For so many years, he wished Arsa was his. He wished he could come home to someone who didn't yell at him about having an affair that wasn't going on.

Affair. Man, he screwed up and didn't even know it. Sure, now he remembered that night. The way her skin brushed against his. The sound of her yelling and screaming for him to keep going, of her release. The sight of her writhing under him as her muscles tensed and spased. The taste of her sweat as he licked her neck and various other areas. The way she smelled... intoxicating. Every breath he took was of her.

It was so many years ago, but it seemed like it happened just last night. The fact, that he was more than turned on, proved his point. He watched Olivia's chest rise and fall. Her breathing- proof she was alive and with him. It was proof that she was safe. Proof that he would protect, because if she wasn't breathing, he might as well dig both of their graves in one hole.

Olivia let a short moan escape her lips as she fought off sleep. She opened her eyes lazily and looked up at him. "Hey." She whispered.

"Hey." Elliot smiled. "How was your nap?"

"Great." Olivia smiled and leaned into Elliot. "I had a very nice pillow."

Elliot kissed her head, for what seemed like the one hundreth time today, but he didn't care. "What'd you dream about?"

Olivia looked up at him again. "How do you know I was dreaming?"

"Because, whenever I slept at your apartment, you told me about your weird dreams." Elliot smirked. "One time, you had a dream that broccoli came to your high school and took you onto a spaceship."

"Hey, Arsa wanted to watch Scooby Doo. You started chanting it with her until I put it in." Olivia chuckled. She smoothed out Elliot's shirt. "Did you sleep at all?"

Elliot rested his chin on her head. "No, can you really blame me?"

Olivia paused. "No, not really." She pushed herself further into Elliot that he cradled her with one arm and she could look up and him easier. "It's not your fault."

"It feels like it." Elliot said and brushed back her hair. "If I didn't bring you to that stupid game-"

"You didn't bring me." Olivia interrupted and smiled lazily at him. "I wanted to go. I haven't seen you in two years. You're lucky I let you use the bathroom on your own... that sounded weird."

Elliot laughed and nodded. "Yeah, but it was funny. Now, what did you dream about?" He laid down on the couch so that they were facing each other and were flush against one another.

Olivia contemplated. She definatly couldn't tell him what she was dreaming about. It'd be considered sexual harassment. So, she decided to tell him a dream from a few weeks ago. "I dreamt of what it would be like if you didn't leave that night. You and I were living in a house, the whole works. I think I thought to much about how many kids you have, because we had like eight kids and we were talking about me being pregnant with twins. I love Arsa and everything, but that many mini you's and me's running around would be hell to this world."

Elliot chuckled. "Probably, I had a dream similar to that, only we just had Arsa. She was like three and she had this weird obsession with pizza."

"Hmmm, I wonder where she got that from." Olivia smirked staring at Elliot.

"Hey, I was never obsessed with pizza." Elliot defended himself.

"Whatever, continue." Olivia giggled.

"Anyway, Arsa was three and you and I were married. Anyway, it was like her birthday or something because all of the sudden a bunch of little kids ran in throwing cake. I don't really know why, it just happened. You were about to shove cake in my face when the dream ended." Elliot said and smiled when Olivia was trying not to laugh out loud. "It's not that funny."

"Well, the fact that I get to throw food in your face interests me. The fact that you dreamed it, amuses me immensly." Olivia chuckled.

"You are a pain." Elliot smirked and covered her mouth before she yelled something too loudly. "Shhh!" Elliot chuckled when her high pitched voice got muffled by his hand. He uncovered it when she calmed down.

"You're an ass!" Olivia yelled in a whisper. She chuckled and hit his head with a pillow. Elliot's jaw dropped and Olivia knew that face instintly. "Oh no!" She tried getting out of his lap, but Elliot already had a grip on her. Olivia squealed as Elliot carried her into the other room.

"What were you saying Liv?" Elliot asked as he grabbed the sprayer and turned on the sink.

Olivia squirmed, but his hand around her wrists was incredibly strong. "I didn't say anything that wasn't true."

Elliot smirked and squirted water onto Olivia. She writhed and giggled as the water spread across her face. "Elliot, stop it."

Elliot stopped. "What? Were? You? Saying?"

Olivia smirked. "I told the truth your honor."

Elliot chuckled. "I hate to do this to you Liv." He sprayed her again. He felt the water run onto his. Elliot stopped the water.

Olivia laughed. "El, I think you had an accident."

Elliot looked down and saw that the runoff water landed right on his crotch. Before he knew it, Olivia grabbed the sprayer from him and started spraying him. "Liv, knock it off." He chuckled.

Olivia laughed and turned off the water. She put back the sprayer and grabbed a towel. "Now, we have to find more clothes for me to wear."

"You can just borrow some of my pajama pants and a sweatshirt." Elliot smiled. Olivia handed him the towel.

"I was okay washing off your back. I'm not drying off... that area." Olivia chuckled.

Elliot smiled. "I'd agree with you." He looked down. I think I'm just going to change my pants. C'mon, we'll get you some clothes."

"Okay." Olivia chuckled and took his hand to prevent herself from slipping. They walked upstairs slipping a little here and there. They reached Elliot's room. Elliot searched through his drawers and grabbed a worn out t-shirt and his Spongebob pajama pants that Maureen got him. Olivia took them with raised eyebrows. "Really?"

Elliot smirked. "It's either this or you can wear the pajama pants with a hole in the crotch."

"I'll wear these." Olivia said quickly and thought. "How did you get a hole in the crotch?"

Elliot smiled. "I was building a book shelf and a nail ripped the fabric." He took them out. "Eli wanted me to be a cowboy for Halloween so I cut the but out so it'd look like chaps."

Olivia's jaw dropped. "I want to see them on you."

Elliot raised his eyebrows. "Really? Olivia Benson wants a cowboy."

"Yee! Haw!" Olivia said and hopped went into his bathroom. "I'm going to change and then I'm going to see you as a cowboy."

"Yes, Ma'am." Elliot said in a fake southern accent.

Olivia hurried and changed. She came out of the bedroom and hopped onto his bed. "Your turn." She smiled.

Elliot chuckled. "What'd you do with your other clothes?"

"Uh, I put them with your laundry in the hamper." Olivia said grabbing a book off of his nightstand. "The Plain Truth?"

"Yeah, it's a really good book. It's about this girl who claims she didn't have a baby, but all evidence proves she did. Everybody thinks she murdered it. So, her lawyer goes to live with her and her family to avoid her being a flight risk." Elliot said going to change and not closing the door all the way.

"Did she kill her baby?" Olivia asked.

"I can't ruin the ending for you. I still have to watch the movie." Elliot called.

Olivia smirked. "You haven't finished it, have you?"

Elliot paused. "No."

Olivia chuckled. She turned to the last ten pages of the book and looked for the part where it would say who killed the baby. She gasped when she found out who it was. "Oh my god!" Olivia whispered. She put the book down just in time to see Elliot walk out. "Oh my god!"

Elliot smirked at her and turned in a circle. "It's not even finished yet." He walked over to his closet and pulled on a cowboy hat. "There. How do I look?"

Olivia chuckled. "I think we should get you a horse."

Elliot laughed and put the cowboy hat on Olivia. "There, it looks much better on you than it does on me." He flicked her hat up and swatted in front of her. "Are you okay? No saying, I'm fine. I know you weren't fine last time."

Olivia smiled slightly. "I'm just a little shaken up. That's all. I don't get how somebody could ask me if I would give up my daughter just so I wouldn't be harmed."

Elliot brushed hair out of her face and leaned on his arms. They were inches apart. "I don't get it either. But, I promise you. He's not going to hurt you or Arsa. I will do everything to prevent that."

Olivia smiled again and put a finger to his chin. "I know you will."

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