Immediate Danger

(Chapter Forty Eight: Off To A Rough Start)

The next morning Olivia awoke to a crash of thunder. She sat up in the bed and scratched her head for a moment squinting her drowsy eyes. She looked at the alarm clock on the night stand flashing twelve o'clock.

"Oh my God!" She yelled as she leaped from the bed and ran frantically around the room gathering their things.

Elliot sat up and looked at her for a moment forgetting about their prior engagement. He watched her with a confused look on his face as she began to riffle through the bag he had packed her pulling out clothes. His eyes followed her in amusement as she unzipped the long beautiful dress and stepped out of it, leaving the dress standing alone in the floor from all of the ruffled netting underneath it. She slid into a pair of jeans and a tank top and tossed his bag to him as she dug for shoes.

"Shoes, Elliot?" She almost snapped at him still sitting in the bed. She looked up at him. "Baby, did you pack me any shoes?"

"Oh yeah, they are uh…" Elliot scratched his head for a minute. "In the car."

Olivia exhaled slowly and turned to look out the window as the rain poured heavily down the outside of the glass. She then turned her attention to her perfect two hundred dollar heels. "No way in Hell," she mumbled as she shook the thought from her mind.

Elliot stood up and pulled his clothes from his bad then stood beside the bed changing clothes as she neatly tucked her wedding dress and heels into a garment bag. Elliot looked down at his watch, "it's seven thirty eight. If we hurry…." He looked up at Olivia who had tears welling up in her eyes. "We'll be okay, baby. The boat doesn't actually leave out until tomorrow afternoon. We can catch a later flight if we miss this one." He placed his thumb on the side of her face and kissed her lips. "I love you. I am going to make this happen. I promised my wife a cruise in the Bahamas and she is going to get one."

Olivia looked up at him and smiled through tears. "I love you," she whispered and he kissed her again.

Elliot took a deep breath and looked out the window at the car across the parking lot and the rain was not letting up. "Okay, here's my plan. I will take the keys and run out to the car and pull it up for you. I will bring your shoes back here and load this stuff while you put them on." He looked around the room. "Baby, everything is going to get soaked. I'm not worried about all of this stuff, it will dry. But your dress will get ruined."

Olivia sat on the edge of the bed and held the garment bag. This wasn't just a dress. This was her seven and a half thousand dollar designer wedding gown. "No, it is not!" She said standing up, tucking the bag under her arm and storming out the door.

Elliot watched her as she walked barefoot to the room next door and beat on it like she was executing a search warrant. "Honey, what are you doing?"

"Recruiting my Maid of Honor for duty," she said as she pounded on the door once more.

Moments later a half a sleep and obviously hung over Casey Novak opened the hotel room door wrapped in a sheet. "Liv," she said with a confused look on her face, "what are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be in Jersey."

"Change of plans Case. Look, I need a favor."

"Sure, but can I put some clothes on first?"

"That can wait, this will only take a second." Olivia watched Casey try to keep the door pulled shut behind her without completely exposing herself wrapped only in a bed sheet to the rest of the hotel guests. "I need you to take my dress for me until I get back. It's pouring rain and it will be ruined if I try to load it now. We have to get to the air port."

"Since when do you need a plane to get to Jersey, Liv?"

"Like I said, change of plans. We're not going to Jersey, but I don't have time to explain. I will call you later. There is a…. something I want to talk to you about anyway."

"Okay, sure."

Olivia handed Casey the garment bag and she ducked back inside. "Thanks Casey!"

"Bye Liv."

"By Casey," Olivia said with a mischievous look on her face as she turned to go. "Bye John!"

Casey looked mortified.

Olivia dashed back to her own room as Elliot stood in the door laughing. "I love you so much!" He said as he kissed her when she entered the room. She chuckled.

"You should have seen the look on her face."

"I would have loved to, but then I would have had the site of her in that sheet stuck in my head even longer and that is just not natural."

"My God Elliot, you talk about her like she awful or something."

"No, baby. Casey is an extremely attractive woman. It's just that she is a close friend and not someone I am comfortable seeing or hearing or even thinking about like that. And she is obviously very disturbed when it comes to choosing her sexual partners."

Olivia just stared at him. "You are thinking about this way too much, Elliot. Let it go." She kissed his lips. "The only woman you should think about when sex crosses your mind in any way, is your wife."

Elliot grabbed her face and kissed her. "You are absolutely right." He stared out the door into the rain and hit the hit the unlock button on the keychain. "Here we go," he said as he ran across the parking lot and jumped into the car.

He pulled the car up and ran back to bring Olivia her shoes. He was soaked already. "What about the key?" She asked looking out into the rain.

"Leave it on the night stand, housekeeping will get it when they come in to clean."

Olivia dropped the key and slid her bag over her shoulder.

"You ready, baby?" Elliot said grasping her hand in his.

"Yeah," she said as they both ran to the passengers side of the car and he opened the door for her and held her bag as she climbed inside. The rain was like ice and they were both drenched and freezing.

Olivia sat in the seat trembling as he backed out of the parking lot and headed for the city to the airport. Elliot reached over and turned on the heat for her. He looked back at Olivia and smiled.

"What?" She asked at his strange expression.

"Obviously you are cold," he said as she looked at him confused. Elliot nodded his head toward her and she looked down at her shirt.

"Oh my god," Olivia exclaimed grasping her soaked chest and hardened nipples through her white tank top.

"Don't be so embarrassed, babe. I have seen them before."

Olivia reached over and hit him in the stomach with one hand. She grabbed her bag and began to dig through it to find a better shirt. "All you packed were tank tops?"

"It's the Bahamas sweetheart, I didn't think you would need much else."

"That's great, El! We were supposed to be at the air port twenty minutes ago, our plane leaves in forty five minutes and I'm going to strut through airport security looking like a porn star!"

"You look hot."

She shot a glare at him from across the car. Her hair was soaked and all dark and wavy. The rain drops beaded up on her skin and her white tank top, with the built in shelf bra was nearly invisible it was so wet. She looked like a gorgeous porn star. Elliot had just started to fantasize when he noticed her frown.

"I'm sorry baby. Here," he said reaching behind the seat and handing her his bag, "get one of my shirts and pull it on over that."

She dug through his bag and pulled out a tee shirt pulling it over her soaked clothes.

"We can change on the plane," Elliot said smiling at her.

Olivia opened the mirror on the visor and messed with her hair. She hadn't managed to get quite all of the pins out from the night before and had this image of herself getting caught in airport security and having to be strip searched because of a damn hair pin. She tossed them one by one into the ashtray in the car then ran her fingers through the wet ratted mop that now took residence on top her head. She opened her purse and pulled put a small brush and a hair tie. Elliot watched as she brushed through her hair and pulled it neatly back putting every strand into place.

She turned herself in her seat to watch him as he drove. She smiled as she reviewed the events of their day so far in her mind. He was so sweet to her. He stood in the pouring rain just to hold the car door for her and help her inside. And he gave her his shirt and turned on the heat so she wouldn't be cold. He had secretly planned an amazing romantic honeymoon to surprise her. And he was the most stunningly attractive man she had ever laid eyes on. He was a keeper. She thought to her self with a smile. She turned and slid over next to him in the seat and laid her head on his shoulder.

"I love you," she said softly.

Elliot put one arm around her and kissed the top of her head. "I love you too, baby."

They arrived at the air port minutes later, only to find that their flight had been cancelled due to the storm and the next flight out was not scheduled to leave until that afternoon. They dug through their bags and changed clothes. Then Elliot bought his new bride a romantic breakfast in the food court as they sat on a bench together watching the morning news. Elliot watched her as she put the last bite of her blueberry bagel to her lips and took a sip of coffee. She was so tired and fighting to stay awake.

Elliot reached out and put his arms around her waist pulling her body in against his chest and holding her tight. She looked up at him and he stared into her eyes. Olivia leaned he head back against him and exhaled softly. He loved the way she felt in his arms. Like she had been carved from the material that had once filled the space there and she fit so perfectly. They were made to fit together, in every way. Holding a woman had never felt this natural to him, not even with Kathy.

"Honey," he said softly to her, "why don't you close your pretty eyes and try to get a little sleep. I will watch our stuff. We have at least two more hours before we can even board the plane."

"I'm okay," she said with a yawn. "And within minutes she had fallen asleep in his arms.

Later as their flight finally took off and they were safely in the air. Elliot looked at her sitting against the window looking out into the clouds. It was sunny now and it appeared as is they were soaring through Heaven as the plane continued to elevate until all of the fluffy white puffs were now far below them.

Olivia turned to look at him and gave him a sexy smile. "I love you so much. I cannot believe we are finally on our way to our honeymoon."

"Well," Elliot said raising an eyebrow at her and caressing her hand with his finger. "We could start the honeymoon a little early."

Olivia gave him a strange look of confusion.

Elliot leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Would you like to become a member of the mile high club?" He smiled, sure she would be up for it.

But she just stared blankly back at him. "You are serious?"

"Well, yeah. Don't tell me as many times as you have flown you have never thought about it. Or are you already a member?"

"No, no and no." She said sharply and turned to gaze out her window again.

Elliot ran his finger under the strap of her, now green tank top and caressed her shoulder.

"I can't believe you." She said obviously pissed off as she turned to look at him.

Elliot just looked at her and shook his head unsure of what exactly it was that he had done.

"You won't make love to me in hotel room because somewhere someone else is having sex and you find it disturbing. But you want to know if you can fuck my brains out in a four by four bathroom stall on an air plane!?!"

Oh shit! Elliot thought, he fucked up! He stared at her unsure of what to say to make it better.

"Elliot, I don't want the first time I make love to my husband to be while he is slamming me up against a portable toilet and we're wondering if the door will burst open at any second. I want it to be romantic."

"I'm sorry. I was just playing around, I mean I guess I was a little serious. But it was a stupid thing to say and you are right."

She leaned her head against his shoulder and he kissed her lips. He stared lovingly into her eyes. "Ask me again on the flight home," she said giving him a wink. Elliot smiled at her and they both laughed.

"You know we would cause a plane crash, right?"

"Probably, the way this trip is going so far that would be our luck."

Elliot placed a kiss between her eyes. "I promise, from this point out, I will do everything I can to make this a really good honeymoon."

"It already is, El." He kissed her forehead and then her lips as she smiled and leaned her head against him.

They slept with their heads leaned in together for the rest of the three hour flight.