Panic
Summary: See ch1
Disclaimer: Not mine
A/N: Sorry updates are so spread out, I really am working on it. Wow, i can't believe that this is already chapter 21, there is still an entire plot line that I haven't done yet, I might just put it in a third story for this series. Do you guys think that I should just make this a very long story or split it into another story?? (I'd of course finish this one first!)
Wedding Gitters
Olivia woke up on the day before her wedding with butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't believe that tomorrow was her wedding day! Cragen had given her and Elliot both the day off so that they could do any last minute planning, but both declined. Everything that needed to be done, had been.
"I can't believe that you actually came in today." Munch noted suddenly from his desk.
"What are you talking about? Why not?" Elliot asked his partner.
"Why not?'" Munch asked. "Because you're getting married tomorrow."
"Everything's been done. If we had stayed home we would have sat around and stared at each other all day." Elliot answered, not taking his eyes off his paperwork.
"As apposed to what? Coming in and staring at each other all day here?" Munch mocked. It had been a slow day; everyone was merely catching up on their paper work.
Elliot just chuckled and shook his head. "The two of us would be going out of our minds if we were stuck at home." He told Munch. "Besides, starting tomorrow we have a week and a half off. I think we can manage one more day."
Over on her side of the bullpen, Olivia was pretending to read whatever was in her hand. She had never been so nervous in her life. She couldn't wait to marry Elliot, but at the same time, she was scared to death.
The four spent the entire day going over paperwork, and running down leads for other detectives. Since none of them would be in the next day, Cragen wasn't about to put any of them on cases.
For the first time, in what seemed like ever, the four detectives were able to clock out at 5 o'clock. Instead of returning home the group all drove out to the rehearsal ceremony, and dinner.
After dinner, the males and females went their separate ways for the evening. Elliot, having already been married, didn't want the "traditional" bachelor party. He settled for being taken by Fin, Munch, Cragen, and his brothers to a bar in the city. Casey, on the other hand, had something completely different in store for Olivia.
"Casey, I am not going in there." Olivia protested as they climbed out of Casey's car and in front of a bar that neon pink flashing lights in the shape of men in the windows.
"Oh come on Olivia, its tradition!" Casey pestered her, attempting to push her into the building.
"No way Casey." Olivia argued, holding her ground. "Besides, Elliot would kill me if he found out that I took his daughter into a strip club." She said, motioning to Maureen, who was standing off to the side laughing at the sight before her.
"What Daddy doesn't know won't hurt him." She said with a mischievous smile.
"As you're future step-mother, I really don't want to hear that." Olivia simply answered. The thought of going into one of these places made her more uncomfortable than she ever could have imagined. She felt like she needed a shower just standing outside of it; although she was a little curious.
"It's a bachelorette party Liv. We have to go." Patty, on of Olivia's friends from college pushed. She and Caroline were two of the few close girl friends Olivia had. (A/N: Okay, so I know that in the show there is no Patty or Caroline, but Olivia needs some friends in her life!)
Olivia sighed heavily. "Fine, but let the record show that I am going unwillingly." She said with a smirk.
"Yeah screw the record; we're not in court tonight!" Casey laughed, successfully pushing Olivia into the door.
On the other side of the city Elliot sat on a barstool surrounded by his brothers and friends.
"So, what's on the agenda for your last night of freedom?" His oldest brother asked.
"Sittin here with you guys, drinking a beer." Elliot answered, tipping his beer to his brother.
"It's your bachelor party, and all you want to do is sit here, and throw a few back?" Fin asked, disappointed in his friend.
"I already had the wild bachelor party, and we all saw how that marriage turned out. The first time around I was saying good bye to the life of a single twenty year old and getting ready to be a husband, a father, and night school student." He said with a reminiscing smile. "Part of me was depressed that I was leaving that part of my life behind. This time, I can't wait to give up the bachelor's life."
Munch just shook his head. "You say that now my friend." He noted peering over his glasses.
"I bet the women are out having a great time right now." Elliot's younger brother complained. "You are so whipped man."
"Dude, I heard Celeste reading you the riot act before we left dinner." Elliot's other older brother laughed. "Now Ben, remember, you promised no strippers. Elliot's the bachelor, not you. I don't care what he does, but you don't need to be looking at anything fake and silicone tonight." He said in a high pitched voice, and waving his finger in front of his brother to mimic the man's wife.
The group erupted in laughter.
"Let's just face it men. We're old, and whipped. Now let's chug a few beers just to prove to each other that we still can, and stagger home with our pride intact!" Elliot's oldest brother proclaimed, raising his glass for the rest of the men to clink.
Olivia helped Casey onto the couch at around one in the morning. She had particularly enjoyed herself that evening, and needed a little extra help getting to bed. Olivia and Elliot were having their immediate wedding party stay the night so that they could get ready early. Elliot's brothers were camped out in the kid's bedrooms, and Olivia's friends were sharing the pull out couch, and air mattresses in the living room.
Casey had made sure that Elliot and Olivia would not be seeing each other before the wedding. So she told Fin to make sure Elliot stayed with his groomsmen for the evening, and Olivia would get to sleep in her bedroom.
She showered quickly, put on one of Elliot's NYPD tee-shirts, and a pair of his boxers (his cloths were just so much more comfortable than her own), and climbed under the covers of her bed.
She knew that she had to get up early the next morning, but her brain wouldn't turn off. She had butterflies in her stomach that wouldn't take a rest. She couldn't wait to be married to Elliot, but this day was not something she ever thought she would get to have, and truth be known, she was a little scared.
"What if this doesn't work out? What if he wants out? What will happen with work? What if he changes his mind about having kids? What if he leaves me? What if he meets someone else? Am I good enough for him? Will he love me when I'm old and wrinkly? What if he dies?" She wondered against her will. Normally when her mind overworked itself at night, she would just curl up next to Elliot, breath in his scent, and all her fears would disappear. Tonight however, she was alone.
An hour of tossing and turning later, Olivia finally just the covers off of her, and decided to make some tea. She tiptoed across the apartment so that she wouldn't wake anyone up. She wasn't prepared to see someone already standing in front of the stove and jumped at Elliot's presence.
"Couldn't sleep either?" He whispered with a smile.
"You making tea?" Olivia simply answered.
"Hot chocolate, but I guess if you want to add a tea bag to the water instead of chocolate mix you can." He offered, still baffled at the fact that she actually enjoyed drinking hot tea.
He filled two mugs with the boiling water, and added coco mix to his, and a tea bag to Olivia's. He extended the mug to her, and she gratefully accepted it.
Elliot leaned back against one of the counters in the apartment's kitchen. "Wanna talk about it?" He asked.
"Maybe we should go out on the balcony. I don't want to wake anyone." She answered.
He nodded, and followed her out. The two of them curled up together on a lounge chair that was out there, and Elliot pulled a blanket over them.
"So, nervous about tomorrow?" He asked.
"Terrified." Olivia answered honestly. "You?"
"Terrified would be good word." He admitted.
"You think we're doing the right thing?" Olivia asked, almost wanting to cry at the fact that she was asking. "I mean, if we're both so scared of this."
"Well…" Elliot sighed. "I thought a lot about this."
"And what did you conclude?" Olivia asked, looking up at him.
"Well, first I tried to figure out what I was so afraid of. Then it hit me. I'm not afraid of marrying you Olivia, I'm afraid of what would happen if I ever lost you." He told her gently.
"I know that feeling." She answered. "So, what do we do about it?"
"Well, I put off dating you because I was too afraid of what would happen if we ever broke up, and look where we ended up." He told her. "There's always a chance that something bad will happen, but I think that you're worth the risk." He smiled, pulling her tighter against him.
Olivia was silent for a moment.
"What'ch ya thinking?" Elliot asked when she didn't respond to him.
"That it's amazing how you can make all my fears go away by just holding me." She smiled. "And how much I can't wait to be your wife."
TBC... wedding nxt chapter! And i need advise of whether to continue the plot in this story, or create a new one!