"We don't have much time…" She said quickly as she began unbuttoning her shirt, her jacket already thrown somewhere on the floor.

Both adults were in a frenzy to rid themselves of their clothing knowing both of their lunch breaks usually lasted an hour on average.

The living room and kitchen area had huge windows and could easily double as a sun room, complimentary with the large glass windows in the ceiling.

Olivia shook her head as she gazed around the penthouse that was worth more than she'd ever make. She admired the big, glass windows though, the ones that looked down on the city. She definitely wanted to be fucked up against one.

"This is ridiculous." She told Trevor as she worked on getting her belt off and watching him strip down to his underwear. "You don't need two apartments." She commented, rolling her eyes at the thought of his wastefulness.

He shrugged. "This one was for family visiting when Grandpa was sick, I just never got rid of it… I was worried something else would happen and I'd need it…" Trevor explained as his boxers pooled around his waist, his already hardened cock springing out, awaiting a condom.

Olivia was down to a red thong, one that she'd worn just for this lunch date that they'd planned a couple of days ago. She couldn't help herself. With Calvin living with her for a few weeks now, her sex life with Trevor had taken a hit. Instead of sex whenever they wanted, it had turned into sex once maybe twice a week. That wasn't enough for them, so they'd decided on lunch dates.

She pushed him against one of the walls in the living room, catching him off guard as she slid down on her knees and kissed the side of his groin which had light hair on it.

"I've missed you…" Olivia whispered as she briefly closed her eyes, planting her face in his skin. She heard his intake of breath as she opened her mouth and sucked on one of his testicles. Trevor's right hand made its way into her hair, massaging her scalp lightly as his left hand had a rather firm grasp on the still packaged condom.

"Jesus." He hissed as she moved from one testicle to the other. It was all he could do to not buck his hips into her face. Olivia's left had was massaging the side of his thigh as her right hand grasped his hard member.

"Oh fuck!" Trevor nearly shouted as she kissed the tip of his penis, then licked it, then slowly, ever so slowly, she looked up at him with innocent eyes as she took the whole thing into her mouth while swirling her tongue.

After about a minute of Olivia's head bobbing and Trevor breathing heavy, he halted her performance.

"You… you gotta stop…" He said breathlessly. "You know how I am… don't wanna ruin this before it gets started…." Trevor explained.

Olivia understood and stood up immediately. She was ready. Her thong was wet, she'd been deprived for days now for fear of Calvin hearing or catching her masturbating, so she'd truly been going without while Trevor had been able to masturbate at his own home. She wasn't sure he had though by the way he was acting.

Trevor quickly opened the condom and rolled it on before grabbing Olivia by the waist, dragging her over to one of the huge glass windows overlooking the city from several, several floors up, and pressed her whole-body face first onto it.

Her breath hitched. The feel of the cool glass be pressed against her breasts, stomach, thighs, and top of her mound made her shiver with delight and anticipation.

"Oh!" Olivia gasped as she felt her thong literally get ripped off her body. Her hands were flatted against the glass on each side of her head, as her left cheek was also pressed to the cold service, so she could turn her head to the right. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This was by far one of the sexiest encounters she'd had.

"I'll buy you more…" He whispered into her right ear before licking it and pressing his hardened cock against the swell of her ass.

The thrill of their situation was enough to stimulate them both without even touching each other though. Not knowing who was watching them, who could see them, the kink of being in an open living room up against a window…. It was exactly what she'd wanted and what they'd both needed.

Trevor used his left hand to roughly grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back towards him.

He paused for a moment, seeking consent. "Is this okay?" He asked gently.

"God, yes…" She agreed instantly with her eyes still closed.

"Did I read you correctly… you want it rough?" He questioned.

She opened her eyes then, knowing she needed to look at him as she answered because he would begin to worry and second guess himself.

"Yes, Trevor." She said as her eyes connected with his. "Fuck me… hard."

He took a deep breath and his left had shook as he tightened his grip on her hair and pushed her body back towards the glass. Trevor's right hand dipped down to the front of her right thigh and pull her ass towards him roughly. She obliged, poking her ass out so he could have access to her entrance.

It only took a moment to find her slick opening and then he was inside her, filling her completely.

"T-trevorrr…." Olivia whimpered as she closed her eyes tightly. He began to thrust hard, not giving her time to adjust but she didn't really need it. She'd been ready for him all day.

She enjoyed every inch of him, she enjoyed the sound that was made by his skin slapping into her ass.

Olivia could honestly say she hadn't been this sexually satisfied since the first and only night that she'd truly slept with Elliot.

After a few moments, Trevor released her hair and grabbed both of her wrists and pinned them above her head with both hands, now his hips purely controlled the thrusts and pace they went at. He was also trusting her to tell him if it was too much.

"Ohhhh…. Fuck… uhhhhhh….. yessssss…." With each thrust Olivia made some kind of sound that resembled a moan, whimper, and growl all rolled into one.

Finally, Trevor dropped her wrists and used both of his hands to grab her hips, pulling her back towards him while she used her hands to brace herself on the window. Then, he let his right-hand slip to the front of her clit and rub in circles.

His chin was resting on her left shoulder and they were nearly cheek to cheek.

"I'm gonna cum, Liv…" He ground out, trying to warn her that she didn't have long but before he could even finish his sentence, he felt her muscles tighten around him as she threw her head back, eyes closed and mouth open.

Olivia Benson was coming apart in his arms once again and it was beautiful.

Her knees buckled, and he quickly wrapped both arms around her waist as he began to go over the edge himself.

Not being able to hold them both up due to his orgasm, they sank to the ground. Trevor was sitting on his feet, his knees folded in front of him with her in his lap as he was still in side of her.

They were both completely silent for their orgasms. Something that was rare but also a measurement of how truly powerful it had been. A light sheen of sweat covered them both and they stayed in that one position for at least two minutes trying to catch their breaths.

When Trevor felt his penis begin to soften, he rubbed at her hips, signaling that he needed her to move otherwise she was about to have a condom stuck inside her and no one wanted that. Obliging, she got up and barely made it to the leather couch before she collapsed and reached for the blanket on the back of the couch to cover her intimate areas.

"Damn…" She said as she finally got her breathing back to normal. "We actually have twenty minutes left."

Trevor laughed as he got up and made his way to the master bathroom to dispose of the condom. He hadn't been there in a while, it was just a penthouse they he kept in his name now. No one stayed there but he'd been too scared to get rid of it. It was like a safety net for him. They'd decided to meet up here because it was the closed out of both of their personal apartments from where they both work.

Sometimes Olivia couldn't believe how much money he made being a lawyer. It was just insane.

…

Later that night, Olivia had to wrestle to get Calvin to go to bed. It was just part of being a typical teenager. Wanting to stay up late and sleep in.

She also got another surprise when Dana Lewis knocked on her door after midnight.

The other brunette looked a little worn down and tired, there was something else in her demeaner too, but Olivia couldn't place it. She noticed the brown paper bag that Dana had in hand though.

"Bourbon." Dana said as she walked into the detective's kitchen. "I need bourbon. You got any?" She asked as she began opening random cabinets.

Olivia nodded and told her where to look.

"What's going on?" The detective asked. "You still undercover?" She wondered out loud, knowing if Dana was, then she'd just potentially broken her cover.

Dana opened her mouth to answer but stopped when something caught her eye.

Olivia turned around to see Calvin standing there with a curious look on his face.

"Who might you be?" The FBI agent inquired in a tone that suggested she'd instantly switched to kid friendly mode.

Calvin looked at Olivia. "This your girlfriend?" He asked with a smirk and Olivia rolled her eyes.

She and Calvin seemed to play this game of picking on each other, but he somehow always found a way to get the upper hand on her, which was fine, it meant they had more to joke about and another way to bond, which was something that the boy needed in his life.

Dana didn't skip a beat before she wrapped her left arm around Olivia's waist and kiss her on the cheek.

"What's it to you?" Dana asked Calvin, causing him to start laughing and Olivia to look at them both with annoyance.

"Don't give him anymore ammo…." Olivia told Dana as she returned the embrace. "This is FBI Agent Dana and she's going to arrest you if you don't go to bed!" Olivia said to Calvin as he continued to laugh but agreed and slowly went to his room, shutting his door and turning the lights out.

He was tired, and Olivia could see that he'd been fighting sleep, she knew he'd be out in no time.

Dana poured herself a healthy glass of bourbon and asked Olivia if she wanted one too. The other woman declined and motioned down the hall towards Calvin's room. She couldn't get tipsy or drunk while she had a kid in her apartment. She'd experienced that enough with her mom.

"I didn't know you adopted?" Dana questioned as she took a rather long sip of her drink.

Olivia shook her head. "I didn't. His mom abandoned him practically on my door step. I'm trying to locate his father." She explained. "But Dana," Olivia began, causing the FBI Agent to look at her. "Somethings wrong here. You have a look on your face and…. And it's not a good one. What brings you here?" She asked softly, slipping into her voice reserved for victims.

Dana took a deep breath and looked down at her glass before taking another sip. She didn't want to do this, but Olivia was the only one she could trust.

"I need a small favor. I can't take this to the FBI lab, so I need you to get Warner to run it as a Jane Doe."

Olivia nodded, fearing what she already was true.

"Who's the victim?" Olivia whispered as she took the kit and sat it down on the counter top.

Dana downed the rest of her glass in one go, ensuring that she should at least be filling the effects of the alcohol by now.

"M-me… I'm the victim, Olivia." She said as tears flooded her eyes and she tried to unscrew the top of the bourbon with her shaky hands, but Olivia was behind her quickly to stop her.

"Alright…. Okay." Olivia cooed as she gently placed her hand on top of Dana's. "I'm gonna put the bourbon up, alright. And we're gonna go sit on the couch and talk." She insisted, but Dana looked at her with sad eyes.

"One more glass, please." Dana asked, almost begged.

Olivia had never seen the agent like this before. She was always so strong and powerful. The detective knew Dana wasn't an alcoholic, so she decided she'd let her have a final glass. After pouring it, she put the bourbon back up and walked Dana to the couch.

"I don't want to talk about it." Dana said instantly. "I… I just don't want to be alone right now."

Olivia nodded in understanding.

"That's fine." The detective promised her. "You can stay the night here. We can talk about anything or nothing, it's your decision. You're in control of what's happening right now." Olivia explained, knowing one of the main point for victims who'd been raped were to have control because control was something that'd been taken from them.

Dana shook her head quickly.

"Don't do that. Don't treat me like a vic." She said, then took another sip of her drink.

"Sorry…" Olivia whispered. "It's a habit." She explained.

Dana nodded. She knew how easy it was to fall into police habits.

They sat in silence for a good while. Olivia was positive Calvin was out cold, mostly from the ever so small snores that were coming from his room every now and then.

Finally, Dana spoke. It was quiet, and she wasn't in tears, it was more so a state of shock. Olivia couldn't imagine what the woman was going through. Sealview was one thing but she was pretty sure Dana had been fully raped while conscious.

"This is karma."

"You can't say that, Dana." Olivia insisted.

The other woman nodded.

"It is… I… I did something really bad when I was a rookie, when I was much younger. It was years ago but it was bad… it was terrible and now…" Dana got quiet, not knowing what to say a lost in her own thoughts. "I didn't think anything could break me. I'm a fucking FBI Agent. I'm trained, and I've been through a lot but this… this is going to break me, Olivia." She said as the tears began to flow.

Olivia shook her head and scooted over closer to her friend, looking for any signs that she didn't want her near or didn't want to be touched. The detective stopped close to Dana and motioned for the woman to come closer for a hug. Olivia held her friend as her tears turned into frantic cries of sadness, guild, shame, and sorrow.

"It's alright, Dana." Olivia whispered to the agent. "Everything is gonna be okay."

…

Turns out Dana was working three different cases undercover and she didn't actually want to report her rape, she just needed the DNA results to see if her cover had been blown on any of the three cases. Olivia and Elliot ended up have no choice but to go to her boss, Dana's cases ended up getting screwed up and she was benched after a shootout went down.

There was no DNA evidence when her rape kit came back, however, another victim was found but she wasn't as lucky as Dana, she'd been killed after the rape. Dana was then forced to work with Olivia and Elliot to find the man who was becoming a serial rapist.

They all stood around the large screen in the squad room looking for suspects who'd just gotten out of prison. As much as Dana hated it, Elliot, Cragen, Munch, Fin, and Olivia stood around with her looking at photos and going through possible suspects.

They finally found one that Dana was sure of. When Olivia and Elliot went to see him, he wasn't home and to their annoyance, Dana had followed them.

Unfortunately, their suspect showed up, clearly coming home from getting groceries, which he instantly dropped as he started to run. Dana chased him on her motorcycle and cornered him in a building that was under construction.

There was no talking her out of it. Dana was set on shooting her rapist. He even placed down the nail gun that he'd picked up and she continued to taunt him no matter how much Olivia and Elliot tried to talk her out of it.

When she finally fired her weapon, her hands were shaking so badly that she missed, hit a metal pole, causing the bullet to ricochet and hit Elliot behind her.

"Elliot!" Olivia yelled as she saw it happen in slow motion right before her eyes. She rushed to her partner who was now having trouble standing. She couldn't tell where the bullet had entered because there was so much blood and he was wearing an undershirt, a normal dress shirt, and his suit jacket, but Olivia knew the bullet had been close to his heart, so it wasn't good at all.

Dana didn't understand what had happened at first. Olivia yelled at her in anger and frustrating, explaining quickly how it was Dana's fault that he'd been shot and how she needed to call a bus NOW.

Elliot slowly slid to the ground as he lost strength and blood.

"You're gonna be okay." Olivia said, trying to keep her tears at bay. "The bus is on it's way, the hospital is close by…. Everything will be… fine." She whispered as Elliot's hand came up to caress her cheek.

He was trying to speak but she shushed him.

Dana cuffed the perp to one of the metal poles in the building and slowly walked closer to the couple on the ground.

"What can I do?" Dana asked.

Olivia sniffled, turning to face the woman while Elliot's hand was still on her face.

"Umm… get the ETA on the ambulance?" She said, and Dana quickly grabbed Olivia's walky-talky and began making contact with the proper personnel.

"You… are…" Elliot began but was quickly cut off by Olivia.

"Shut up!" She said. "No goodbyes. You'll be fine." She insisted.

Dana stayed back a ways and watched the exchange with wide eyes while also hoping that she hadn't caused Elliot's life to end. Sure, they didn't like each other and every time she was in town he got hurt in some form, but if she really was the cause of his death, she'd never forgive herself.

…

Surgery took over two hours and Cragen had already told Olivia that he'd contacted Kathy, who'd been out of town but was on her way back and would be there as soon as she could. Olivia wasn't allowed to see him until they'd got him settled into a room.

Elliot was still out from the anesthesia.

All she could do was scoot up a chair beside his bed and hold his hand. The covers were bunched around the top of his stomach and if she had to guess, he wasn't wearing any underwear per procedure for surgery.

There was a big patch of gauze covering his chest and shoulder. She was told that the bullet had just missed his heart, but it hadn't been through-and-through so, they'd had to go in to retrieve the bullet and patch up any tissue or muscles that it'd damaged.

It'd been a miracle that nothing major was wrong. In fact, the doctors told Olivia that with a couple weeks of physical therapy, he should be good as new. She couldn't believe it.

"You scared the shit out of me." She said as she kissed his hand and continued to talk to him even though he was unconscious. "I… I almost lost you."

Over the past month she'd been mad at him, pissed at every little thing, sometimes for no reason. She was just trying to find ways to distance herself from him ever since he'd first told her that he loved her. It wasn't a secret, they'd both known it for a while but, this really put things into perspective.

Briefly, Olivia had seen Dana lurking in the hallway. She figured the FBI agent was probably trying to work up the nerve to come visit him, but she most likely didn't know that he wasn't awake yet.

Olivia kissed his hand again as the tears slipped down her cheek.

Suddenly the door opened and in came Dana.

"Dana, what are you-"

"A Mrs. Kathy Stabler is on her way to this room right now." She said quickly, and Olivia immediately got the message.

Olivia quickly scooted her chair back and released Elliot's hand, jumping up to pull the covers all the way up to his chest just to make the scene look better. She jogged over to sit in a chair across the room and wipe her face just in time because a mere moment after, Kathy opened the door.

Dana watched her friend frantically move about, confirming what she'd been thinking for almost a day now – the two were having some type of affair.

"Olivia!" Kathy exclaimed as she rushed over and hugged the brunette woman. Then she turned around and rushed to her husband.

"He's okay." Olivia said quickly, mustering up a smile for her even though she was pretty sure Kathy could tell she'd been crying.

"What happened?!" Kathy asked.

Before Olivia could answer, Dana spoke first.

"I shot him."

Kathy stared at the other woman in surprise.

"Not on purpose." Olivia quickly filled in, shooting Dana a look. "This is FBI Agent Dana Lewis. She was shooting at a perp and the bullet ricocheted off a beam and hit Elliot." She explained to Kathy.

"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry." Dana said. "It was an accident." She was full of remorse.

Kathy nodded. She knew what the job entailed, and she knew that Elliot knew what he signed up for when he went to work every day.

"Accidents happen… I'm glad everyone is okay." Kathy told them and looked at Olivia. The atmosphere was tense, especially considering the last time Olivia had seen Elliot's wife, it'd been when they were discussing his unborn child that Olivia had miscarried.

As awkward silence set in, Dana decided to speak again.

"Well we'll get out of your hair…. We just wanted to be here in case he woke up before you arrived. It was nice to meet your Mrs. Stabler." She said, shaking Elliot's wife's hand and then giving Olivia a small push towards the door.

"Let me know if you two need anything." Olivia said as she waved by to Kathy. The woman waved back with a small smile and grabbed the chair that Olivia had sat in, scooting it up just as Olivia had in order to be close to Elliot and hold his hand.

After closing the hospital room door and walking a little ways down the hall, Olivia took a deep breath.

Dana remained quiet. She wasn't quite sure what to say. Not only had she accidentally found out about Olivia and her partner, but she'd also apparently shot the man that Olivia loved. And she didn't even know about Trevor.

"It's not what you think." Olivia said silently as she stuffed her hands into her pockets and walked out the sliding glass doors towards the car. She noticed Dana was following her so she figured she'd give the woman a ride too.

"So, you're not having an affair with your married partner?" Dana boldly asked as she slid into the passenger seat.

Olivia huffed.

Dana nodded.

"It's complicated." Olivia said in a small voice.

"Love always is." Dana replied, causing Olivia to look at her and shake her head.

…

The next morning, Dana made her way back to the hospital. She'd been there yesterday to talk with Elliot but hadn't had the chance. She needed to say some things to him, and she needed to apologize.

So, this morning she'd gotten up and gotten herself ready. He should be away today. The doctor had said he'd be in the hospital for at least two days, so she was prepared to go to his hospital room and have a conversation with the man that she'd almost killed.

She knocked on his doorframe with a basket full of flowers, a teddy bear, and a 'get well soon' balloon in tow, happy to see that his door was open and that he was sitting up awake in bed.

"How you feeling?" She asked once he'd motioned for her to come in.

"Like I got shot." He said.

She gave him a small smile and nodded, slowly shutting his door. She didn't want anyone to overhear their conversation.

"Where's Kathy?" She asked.

He gave her a confused look.

"How do you know my wife?" He asked.

Dana explained about the encounter with her yesterday at the hospital, but of course leaving out the part where she'd realized he's been sleeping with Olivia. He clearly didn't' remember telling her that he loved her yesterday before he lost consciousness.

"She's at home checking on the kids. She'll be back this afternoon." Elliot explained. Then he scooted his legs over on his bed and patted the side, making room for her to sit on the edge. He could sense she was needing to talk.

She followed suit, sitting on his bed, facing him.

"I'm sorry. I'm very sorry, Elliot." She began, looking at him with sadness. "Don't worry, they've taken my gun and badge. I've been suspended without pay."

He nodded.

"I… I don't know why I did what I did. I don't know what's wrong with me." She said, fiddling with her hands in her lap.

Elliot exhaled sharply.

"Dana…" He started, and this might have been the only time they'd actually had a civilized conversation with emotion and feeling. "You were raped."

She flinched at his words and he reached out to grab her right hand with his own.

"It's alright, it happens to a lot of women." He explained. "Involuntary flinching at things you don't understand. Triggers will happen, maybe flashbacks. You might have PTSD…"

She looked away as tears filled her eyes.

"I can tell you aren't getting any sleep…." He observed, then tugged on her hand to make her look at him again. When she did, he continued. "I'm not happy about what you did, but I understand it. I get it. You're a victim now, and it sucks, I know it sucks, but you are. And soon, you're gonna be a survivor."

"Yeah well…" She let out a fake laugh and she took her hand away from his and wiped her face. "Thanks for the pep talk Stabler but I'm fine." Dana said as she stood up and readied herself to leave. "I just… I'm sorry I shot ya, alright?"

He nodded, realizing and understanding that she was putting her walls up. "No hard feelings on this one, okay?"

She shot him a smile before she slipped out of his room.

…

Olivia ended up convincing Dana to go on the stand and testify against her rapist, which was more painful than she could have ever imagined. She had to give every single detail of her rape, go through everything that had happened and tell the grand jury how she felt. It was excruciating.

Before it was over, Dana was in tears and the judge allowed her to take a recess. During her testimony, Olivia had realized that the rapist had called her Star. The attack was associated with her last alias, one that she hadn't used in over four years.

Her rapist was convicted, Brian Ackerman, the one who set up her rape, was already in prison but was given more time and put in solitary confinement for the rest of his life.

Dana went home with Olivia, who'd already brought Trevor up to speed on things. He'd be staying away for now while Dana spent a couple of nights at her apartment. When they got to Olivia's place, Fin was on the couch playing video games with Calvin. She'd designated him as her babysitter, not yet comfortable with leaving Calvin home alone, especially with all he'd been through.

She looked curiously at the new device in her living room while Dana had said a quick hello to buy Fin and Calvin, then headed to Olivia's bedroom, shutting the door behind her in anticipation of a very long, very hot shower.

"Fin?" Olivia questioned, pointing to the new black box sitting under her TV.

"It's a xbox!" Calvin told her excitedly.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise and question.

"You… you got him a xbox?" She asked in almost shock. She knew they were expensive.

Fin shrugged.

"I was supposed to run it by you first, I know… but what are uncles for if not for spoiling other people's kids?" He said with a small smile as he stood up from the couch and went to stand beside her.

Her mouth hung open, she wasn't quite sure what to think.

"No violent games, just a couple basket ball games, some football and other sports. There is this one game called Ark but its where you kill animals or tame them… it's like a survival thing."

She closed her mouth and nodded.

"Look… he's never been able to play video games before or any kind of games from the sound of it… I just… he's had to be an adult for so long with the way his mom way, I want him to be able to be a kid again before it's too late…." Fin explained with sympathy.

Olivia nodded. She couldn't disagree.

"Okay, thank you, Fin." She said. But then spoke louder and directed it towards Calvin. "There are gonna be rules. No going online without an adult here, no talking to strangers online, and there is a curfew for the xbox." She said, giving Calvin a smile as he rolled his eyes at her rules in typical teenage boy fashion.

As Calvin continued to play whatever basketball game he was working on, she walked Fin to her door.

"Dana okay?" Fin asked as they stepped outside her apartment.

"She will be." Olivia replied.

"You okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine, Fin." She said, not wanting to talk about how her days were going. "Elliot's okay, that's the important thing. He's the one who got shot."

Fin nodded.

"Yeah, I noticed you ain't as mad at him anymore…" He inquired.

Olivia shrugged.

"I can't stay mad at him forever, he basically almost died, Fin… I almost lost him." She replied.

"Yeah, okay… you need me, you know how to get ahold of me." Fin reminded her before he leaned in for a hug, lingering longer than he normally would have because he felt like she needed it more.

She smiled at him as he walked down the hall.

Olivia was tired, so fucking tired and now she had to go talk to Calvin about Dana staying with them for a couple of days. The FBI agent was still suspended, and Olivia was taking a few days off of work. Both women needed some down time.

…

The next case was a bit more sensitive and would have hit closer to home for Olivia, so she was actually glad that she'd taken a couple of days off and had been able to take a few more off in order to avoid the case.

A college student at Kathleen's school had been raped, then another student had gotten pregnant by the same man, and he'd caused her to have a miscarriage without her knowing. And the pregnant female had been excited to have a child, only to find out something happened and her body, she thought, had rejected it.

Elliot kept her up to date on the case since she frequently asked about it and after getting tired of updating her via text and over the phone, he finally just asked her to meet him for lunch.

"How you been?" He asked her as he sat down at their usual bodega.

Olivia shrugged.

"Fin bought Calvin a xbox, so I've been getting my ass kicked at all kinds of sports games…." She replied. "How's the shoulder?" Olivia asked.

Elliot nodded.

"It's better. I got about a week of physical therapy to go and I'll be good." He explained. "I am surprised you agreed to meet me for lunch though…" He said.

Olivia shrugged again.

"You almost died, El… I'm done being pissed at you… at least for now…" She said, shooting him a smile. With the way they pissed each other off, who knew when they'd be mad at each other next.

They placed their orders, which for the most part was their usual. Elliot updated her on the case completely and gave her details. She cringed at a few but was glad that she'd taken time off and decided not to help with the case.

Elliot told her about Kathleen and how she felt responsible for her friend's rape because they were supposed to be using the buddy system.

"It's not Kathleen's fault… you made sure to tell her that, right?" Olivia told him, looking at him intently and silently wondering if she should be checking in on Kathleen. They used to be semi-close but now it'd been a long time since she'd talked with the young woman.

"Yeah, yeah of course… but you know her. She's beating herself up about it, probably will for a while." Elliot said as he took a bite of his sandwich. "Then, when we're discussing the case with Cragen, Fin and Munch pull this shit about how Kathy and I met when we were drunk at a college party and how that's when we sort of hooked up and blah, blah, blah…."

Olivia's eyebrows shot up.

"You got Kathy pregnant the first time you met her which was also the first time you two fucked… at a frat party?"

Elliot shook his head quickly.

"No, no, no…." He stated. "We 'hooked up' as in didn't go all the way just… kissed and stuff…"

"And stuff…" Olivia repeated in laughter.

Elliot huffed and rolled his eyes at his partner. Between her and Kathy, they'd be the death of him.

"How's that going by the way?" Olivia inquired. "You and Kathy?" She asked. Olivia remembered the divorce papers she'd seen on the dresser when she'd gone to their home for Eli's birthday. She just wasn't sure how it'd progressed since then and seeing Kathy at the hospital hadn't given her any clues either.

"Meh…" Elliot said, shrugging as he continued to eat, clearly avoiding the question. "How's lover boy?" He asked.

"He's good…" She replied.

They continued to eat and talk about the case a bit more. As usual, Olivia put in her two cents and suggestions about the case and provided any help she could, verbally. Elliot also asked about Dana and how she was doing, Olivia updated him on how she'd spent a couple of night with her, then Dana had gone back to her apartment, which she'd decided to sell because she didn't want to live in the place that she'd been attacked.

They finished eating and Elliot offered to drop her back off at home.

The rode in silence for the most part but halfway through, Olivia reached over and grabbed his right hand with her left. He glanced at her, but she remained staring straight ahead as they locked fingers.

When he pulled up to her building, they sat in silence for a minute. She didn't want to move away from him or step out of the car. She could have lost him just a few days ago.

"I miss you, El…" Olivia whispered into the car, still refusing to look at him.

She liked Trevor, and he satisfied her when they had sex but, he was nothing compared to the man that she'd actually fallen in love with. She missed being in his arms and the way he'd hold her and talk to her when he'd stay the night with her.

"I'm right here, Liv." He promised as he turned to face her even if she wouldn't look at him. "I'm right here and I'm okay… I've been shot before, it happens…" He said with a small laugh.

It took a few moments, but Olivia finally looked up at Elliot.

She didn't hesitate before she leaned in and kissed him, taking both of her hands and placing them on the sides of his face, she deepened the kiss, using her tongue to massage his.

Olivia didn't know if it was the fact that she'd almost lost him or that she'd been deprived in the sex department lately, but she needed him and missed him, even if she was making herself the other woman again.

She pulled back from the kiss, leaving them both breathless.

"Wow…." Elliot said, looking at her in surprise.

His first instinct was to see if she was okay because this wasn't like her. Sure, when they first started she was like this but now that they weren't supposed to be a thing, she didn't randomly kiss him.

His second instinct was to ask if Trevor had done something to send her running into his arms, but that was none of his business unless she offered to share.

"S-sorry…" Olivia stuttered her apology as she pulled back.

"It's okay." He said with a smile.

"I um… I'm gonna go now. I'll see you when I start back at work." She said as she exited the car feeling a bit flustered.

"Have a good day, Liv." Elliot replied, smirking at her as she rolled her eyes but gave him a smile and headed inside her building.

Olivia should have invited him inside since she'd have the place to herself until Calvin got home but she was going to use the rest of the day to center herself and relax.

I know it's not my best chapter. Next chapter will have some of Olivia, Elliot, and Trevor with Vivian coming back.

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