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Olivia walked into the squad room, heading for her office, when Fin stood and followed her inside. "Did you talk to Munch and get your money? Whatever vacation you decide to take will most likely need a down payment ahead of time judging on how much you've been talking about it."

"About that." Fin closed the door to her office slowly, watching her sit down behind her desk. "I thought Munch would forget about it, but the bet was hinging on two major factors. One was you two getting together. But, the other is a little personal."

Olivia frowned up at him, reopening the file she had been looking at before she got up to help one of the rookies. "What? Who kissed who first?"

"A little more personal than that." Fin said, cringing while uttering the words. "I don't want to ask you, Liv, but my sanity is on the line. I can always ask Stabler, but he might actually decide to punch me if I tried asking him."

"What are you trying to ask me, Fin?" Olivia sighed, trying to get him to spit out whatever he was trying to say. She focused on organizing the files that seemed to always pile up on her desk, but her plans for some semblance of tidiness flew from her train of thought the same way Fin's next words flew from his mouth.

"Have you and Elliot slept together?" Fin spat out the question, almost seeming to gag on it own spit the second he coughed it out.

Olivia's eyes snapped up to him, seeing his obvious discomfort. She could guarantee she was more uncomfortable with this than if he had asked her what color bra she was wearing. "Excuse me?"

"Look," Fin took a seat across from her, shocking Olivia further with his obvious insistence on knowing. "Munch has the rest of my money, and it's hinged on when you two start sleeping together."

"Fin!" Olivia gaped.

Fin held up his hands. "I know! It's sick. I need help. I will focus on that after my vacation." He pointed to her, an idea seeming to hit him. "I'll split the money with you. I'll give you half if you sleep with Stabler by Saturday."

Olivia blushed furiously, crossing her leg over the other. "Fin, do you know where we are? You are literally offering me money to sleep with Elliot, in the special victims unit. You're disgusting."

"I'm desperate." Fin corrected, sitting up taller. "And, you don't have to sleep with him here. It can be anywhere."

"Not what I was talking about." Olivia groaned, pressing her fingers into her temples and rubbing them in circles. "Seriously, I know that you aren't enjoying this conversation. How much money could possibly be on the line for you to ask me if I'm sleeping with Elliot?"

Fin paused, not expecting that question. "Uh, it's a bet for everything I lost to him since our first bet. Munch's bony ass kept track of how much I lost. So, it's kind of a double or nothing for him. Of course, he would keep track of a thing like that."

Olivia's eyes flashed at him, almost frightening him. "How much?!"

"Six thousand two hundred twenty dollars and sixty-two cents." Fin relented. Olivia frowned at him, and he shrugged. "There were a couple dinners instead of cash. Don't worry. We weren't betting spare change or anything."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Yes, because the cents were my main concern." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Why can't you just lie? Say we're already sleeping together. It's not like Munch is around to call your bluff."

Fin scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's a bet. I want to win that money honorably."

"Honorably? You're betting on when Elliot and I decide to screw each other!" Olivia retorted, glancing up when she saw Elliot enter the squad room. She shrugged at Fin. "So, what? Should I call you and just let you listen to us have sex?" She asked sarcastically. "Or, do you two need a sex tape to really prove that we finally slept together?"

"Please, don't." Fin shook his head.

Elliot walked in, closing the door behind him. He winked at Olivia, walking behind the desk to sit on the credenza behind her. "You two look frustrated. Bad time?"

"Awkward, but very glad you're here." Olivia reached back, taking his hand into hers. "Did you know Fin has bet over six thousand dollars on us sleeping together by Saturday? That's how much he bet on us during our partnership, and now he's asking me to do him a favor so he can get his money back."

Elliot narrowed his eyes at Fin. "Are you seriously trying to bribe my girlfriend into sleeping with me?"

"She'll get half of what I win!" Fin added in. "You two could take your own vacation, maybe get rid of all the tension we've been betting on for all these years." He stood up, heading for the door. "Just, think about it. Let me know. My vacation is pending upon payment."

Olivia shook her head after he left, turning her chair to face Elliot. "They are unbelievable." She smiled when he leaned over and pecked her lips. "Hello, by the way. You're here early. And, no lunch. What's up?"

Elliot moved to sit on the edge of her desk, smiling as she leaned back in her chair. One of his favorite past times in their partnership, discussing in the bubble that was their zone. "I was going over the transcript from Monday when our informant went with Diamond to the restaurant. Louie mentions going out to dinner Friday night to meet with some important clients. Jameson and Reagan found out what restaurant and when the reservation is." He shrugged. "I'd like to take you out to dinner Friday night. A first date, if you will. If we happen to see Louie and find out who is client is, bonus points for multitasking."

"Work and play." Olivia smirked, playing with her pen. "You're after my heart, aren't you?" She bit her lip, leaning closer to him conspiratorially. "I'm in. I'll be sure to dress accordingly. Care to make things even more interesting though?"

"Always." Elliot winked at her.

"I think we should teach Munch and Fin a lesson though." Olivia's eyes blazed.

"What do you have in mind?" Elliot asked, glancing out towards the squad room.

Olivia stood up, gazing out with him. Her shoulder brushed against his. "I think that money is ours."

"She's on her way up." Olivia said, leaning against the doorframe to her bathroom to see Elliot standing in his slacks and unbuttoned shirt. She was already dressed, just waiting to put on her heels when Amanda came up to give them their ear pieces and the bug for Louie's table. "Do you know what you're going to do?"

"She'll text Fin before she even leaves the apartment." Elliot smirked before wiping off his face with a towel. He took a moment to stare at her in the mirror though, admiring the black and white patterned dress on her tan skin. "You look beautiful, by the way."

Olivia rolled her eyes but smiled. "Thank you." She glanced over her shoulder when she heard knocking by the front door. "I'll invite her in." She stepped forward and reached around him, her fingers pulling at the edges of his shirt near the collar. "Leave a couple buttons undone." She kissed his neck with a wicked grin before hurrying out to the living room, answering the door to greet Amanda. "Hey, thanks for bringing these over. I completely forgot about them."

"I don't blame you. They're tiny. They should come with a choking hazard for infants." Amanda chuckled as she closed the door behind her. "Are you picking up Elliot on your way there? I heard it's a nice restaurant."

Olivia examined the device in the small plastic bag as she shook her head. "Uh, actually-"

"Hey Liv?" Elliot's voice called out from her bedroom, causing her to look over her shoulder towards the general direction. "Do you know where my shoes ended up last night? I can't find them anywhere."

Olivia held back a smile and frowned instead. "Uh, I'm not sure. I didn't see them this morning when I was looking around for everything." She walked towards the bedroom, gazing into the room to see Elliot pulling out a bra from her drawer. "You flung them off pretty hard."

Elliot smirked as he slipped on his shoes, his fingers buttoning up his shirt and leaving the top two unbuttoned like she had requested. "Here, they are! You didn't check under the bed. You would've found your bra too." He stepped into the doorway, in Amanda's view, but he pretended he didn't know she was there and held out the bra to Olivia. "I'm not sure how it got under there."

"We've got company." Olivia smirked with a blush, gesturing towards Amanda.

Elliot flushed as well, giving Amanda a smile that he hoped she thought of as nervous instead of victorious. "Oh, sorry." The bra, still resting in his hand, was flung back into the room with a chuckle. "Thanks for bringing over the wires. Greatly appreciated."

Amanda nodded, glancing down at the floor instead of at her captain and the guy who just chuckled her bra like a baseball into the darkened bedroom. "Not a problem. I wish you guys luck tonight. With the case, I mean. With Louie, obviously." She stumbled, flushing herself. "Reagan is at the restaurant already serving tables. She'll be able to get the bug onto Diamond's table without him noticing. You'll be able to hear everything." She stepped backwards, bumping into the door. She quickly reached around and opened the door. "Goodnight!"

Elliot and Olivia both broke out into giggles when Amanda nearly slammed the door shut behind her as she left. "Do you think she'll tell Fin?"

"Babe, you just manhandled my bra like you took it off of me yourself and told her you stayed here last night. I don't think there's any way she wouldn't talk to Fin about it." Olivia grinned before pecking his lips.

"Good evening, how are you two doing tonight?" Reagan smiled as she poured water into Elliot and Olivia's glasses, discretely grabbing the bug they had connected to their ear pieces off the table by Elliot's plate. "Can I start you off with anything to drink?"

"I suppose just water since we are on the clock." Elliot sighed before glancing down at the menu Reagan had brought over. "But, you're doing nicely. I think you've found your true calling in life."

Reagan smiled politely, leveling the water pitcher. "Shove it up your ass, Stabler." She turned to Olivia. "Anything for you?"

"Water." Olivia nodded with a smile. "Sorry in advance for anything else he might say. He's not exactly a man of words when he's undercover." Her eyes turned to Elliot when Reagan left the table, moving around to the others in her section. "What are you thinking of getting?"

"The surf and turf items sound pretty good." Elliot shrugged before grabbing his water glass. "Especially the lobster tail with the filet mignon."

Olivia grinned, setting down her menu. "You're going all out tonight."

"Everything for my girl." Elliot winked at her before glancing towards the door when it opened. "Louie's here. Just walked in." He met her eyes again, taking a sip out of his glass. "No girls either. He doesn't want anyone other than himself to know the fine details."

"Most guys with his danger level prefer it that way. It protects the people he loves and himself from being double crossed." Olivia closed her menu, setting it aside on the white cloth covered table. "But, I agree. Let's go all out tonight." She smirked seeing Elliot's eyes dart up to hers, darkening a few shades of blue. "See anything else you like?"

Elliot closed his menu, setting it aside as well without straying his eyes from hers. "Yeah," his voice lowered, "I may just have to take it home for a meal later. You know me, a guy's gotta eat."

Olivia giggled, but a blush flooded her cheeks and made Elliot beam. "Well, I'll keep your late night cravings in mind. I have a few of my own as well." She took a sip from her glass, glad for the iced water to cool her down.

"Hey, I know you two are on a date and all," Fin's voice filtered through their earpieces, "but I can hear you. I love you guys, but I know you two aren't talking about ice cream at midnight."

Olivia smirked, cocking her eyebrow as she watched Louie sit down at an already occupied table in the corner of her eye. "Who says a girl can't have both, Fin?" She smiled when Elliot chuckled, shaking his head. Fin groaned in disgust. "It's a great way to multitask."

"You are gross." Fin scoffed. "Just pay attention to Louie. You two can maul each other until morning again after this is all over."

Elliot winked at Olivia. Amanda had told him. "Reagan just placed down the bug in the bread basket. You can start recording." They waited a moment for Reagan to leave the table before Louie started talking. In Italian. "You got this, Liv?"

"Yeah, I'm getting it." Olivia breathed, running the tip of her finger in circles around the rim of her water glass, her eyes trained on their own bread basket. She let her other hand rest in Elliot's, subconsciously aware of his fingers toying with hers.

Elliot quieted his voice. "How did you find out Olivia and I were sleeping together, Fin?"

"Rollins told me about your whereabouts last night. Almost exact coordinates." Fin stated with a shrug. He was chewing on something. "She was a little weirded out with how comfortable you two were already, but it didn't surprise me. You two sleeping together is like the only thing you two hadn't done together. It would've been a big step, but it would be the last step. Once you two took that step, there was no denying what you two had been for over two decades. You two just work together, in every way, even if you are in foreign territory."

Elliot's eyes met Olivia's, staring back at him and clearly not paying much attention to Louie anymore. "But, I walked away."

Olivia's eyes welled up, giving him a sad smile as she squeezed his hand in hers tightly. She was trying to reassure him, telling him that she forgave him even if he hadn't forgiven himself. That's how it usually went, and he knew neither one of them would want to change that. Fin's voice echoed in their ears. "Yeah, and you two were messes. You weren't yourselves when you two were apart. Elliot, look at how you two have handled the world with each other. You two became partners, probably the only partner you weren't pissed about getting, and solved cases like you two shared a brain. I watched you two go through rough cases, personal issues, fights that resulted in the unit's own world war. But, you guys also disfunctioned together, somehow still working together even when you were working against each other. Yeah, you left, but you came back, and it's like you two haven't missed a beat. You guys slipped into a domestic lifestyle together without probably even realizing just how deep you two were."

"Now, I'm not going to speculate about the sex. Mostly, because I don't want to." Fin grumbled. "But, I'm sure you two have figured out you are it for her. And, she's it for you. You've spent half of your life with her, and you don't want to be with anyone else. Hell," he snorted, "we could probably put you at two ends of a forest and you'd find your way to each other." There was a knock on his end. "Oh, hold on. Munch is here."

"Say hi to him for us." Olivia breathed before Reagan came back to take their order.

Olivia leaned down, peering at Fin as she handed him the two earphones and the bug Reagan had retrieved from the table. "What were you eating? It sounded like my engine was grinding every nut and bolt it had."

"I'm sorry. I didn't get to have lobster and steak tonight." Fin retorted, tucking the devices in the center counsel. He held up an empty peanut bag. "Honey roasted. Want some?"

"Just take my leftovers. They're still warm." Olivia chuckled, handing him her takeout box. She jutted her head towards the restaurant. "I think Elliot has your dessert if you don't want to wait. He's just talking with Reagan about what she heard or saw after they left the table."

Fin rolled his eyes before climbing out of the car, locking it when he closed the door behind him. "Makes me listen to you guys talk about cravings that aren't really cravings and then witness your whole first date and still keeps me waiting for my dessert." On his way towards the entrance, he turned back to Olivia. "I'm happy to see you happy though, Liv."

Olivia smiled as he walked inside. "I'm glad you are." Reaching into her purse, she retrieved the second set of keys for Fin's squad car and unlocked it, moving to the passenger side where she saw a crinkled brown paper bag.

"Is there coin in here?" Elliot asked with a frown as they entered Olivia's apartment. He opened the bag to see loose change in with the wad of cash tied up with a rubber band. "Should we be worried about Fin having a gambling problem?"

"Honey, I think that issue should've been addressed five years into our partnership." Olivia smiled as she walked to the kitchen to put away Elliot's leftovers and their desserts, grabbing a couple waters from a different shelve when she came back around the corner. He held up his hands, allowing her to toss the bottle the few feet to him. "Besides, we took away his reward for bad behavior, and we're six thousand dollars richer."

Elliot chuckled. "He's already tried calling me a couple times." He took a swig from the bottle before capping it. He slowly approached her as she leaned against the small wall connected to the kitchen counter. "I know we were working tonight, but I had fun. I'd like to ask if I can take you out again."

Olivia grinned, blushing as she glanced down at her water bottle. "Second date, huh? I don't know how you'll top tonight." She set her bottle down the counter before wrapping her arms around his neck, letting her fingers graze the back of his head. "Unless, I can arrest someone. That's always pretty gratifying."

"So, how about the raid? We can arrest Diamond together like we did when we were partners." Elliot suggested with a smile. He leaned down and pecked her lips softly. "His arrest would be huge, but I would have no idea what to do for our third date."

Olivia giggled as he set his bottle aside and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Next thing I know, you'll be planning holiday festivities." She closed her eyes when his forehead dropped to hers, enjoying the closeness while lightly scratching the nape of his neck. "Whatever plans they are, count me in. Fin was right. It took us forever to figure it out, but you're it for me. You're all I want."

"Me too." Elliot whispered.

"Good," Olivia bit her lip before pulling back, taking both his hands into hers. "Let's go to bed." She gave him a flirty grin as she used her heel to kick the door open. "Unless you're not tired. I'm sure we could find a way to entertain ourselves."

Elliot grinned, stepping inside the room after her and pulling her hips to his. "I can think of a thing or two."

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