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I look at my phone and see I've missed 7 phone calls and 16 texts.

Crap, I call him back right away knowing it will only get worse and more frantic if I don't…

His booming voice answers, "Liv, thank God! I've been trying to get ahold of you!"

I respond, "Sorry, I was in a … meeting. I didn't have my phone on me."

"We brought Richard Wheatley into custody; I could hardly get time away from dealing with the fallout…"

"You got him! That's great Elliot. I always knew you would."

"That's not important right now. Are you okay Liv? Has anyone been tailing you?" His questions are rushed and random.

"If anything, ever happened to you or Noah I would kill Wheatley." I'm surprised yet don't doubt the sincerity of his words after all this time.

"El, slow down. I'm alright, breathe," I say trying to reassure him.

"That scumbag. He knew there is a woman with pretty brown eyes, the love of my life."

I begin to put the pieces of the puzzle together as the strange statement I heard earlier finally starts to make some sense.

"Wait… love of your life. What's going on?" I ask confused about the direction this call may be headed in. I wouldn't want to assume anything though.

"Christ, Liv. It was a threat. Yes. I meant it when I told you I loved you. It wasn't the best way to do it; I should have said it a whole hell of a lot sooner. I'm an absolute idiot. But I always have loved you. And you have the most beautiful dark eyes I have ever seen."

My heart involuntarily races faster at his words… I'm just grateful he can't see the deep blush I feel forming on my cheeks

He goes on undeterred by my silence, "Please just tell me that you will be careful. That you are going to be okay."

"I'm fine Elliot. We're going to be fine."

He lets out a breath he'd been holding in, "I need to see you Liv. I couldn't go on in a world without you somewhere making it better. Can I just stay with you tonight; like I did before? I want you in my arms to make sure you're real. I'm going to keep you safe."

The desperation in his voice tugs at me and drowns out any hesitation that may have been in mine.

I tell him, "Come over at 9:30. Noah will be sleeping by then."