Olivia woke up, slowly as she felt the sun filter through the curtains in
the room. Her arms and legs were sore, and she stretched them out.
"Ouch," said a voice next to her as her arm landed with a thud.
"Elliot," she said turning to him, "I'm sorry I forgot you were there." Slowly the events of the night before filtered back through her brain. She'd slept with Elliot, and it had been amazing.
"Well you sure know how to make a guy feel special," Elliot said with a chuckle sitting up in the bed, with Olivia still leaning against his chest.
"How are you feeling this morning?" Elliot asked her more seriously, kissing her forehead.
"Better," she said honestly. She did feel better about what had happened, she had time to calm down. "I scored, last night," she added smiling and looking up at him.
"Oh really?" said Elliot with a chuckle, "and who is the lucky guy?"
"Just some guy that I met in Mexico," Olivia said nuzzling up against Elliot's chest.
"Ah, poor guy must feel so used," said Elliot.
"I doubt that," said Olivia, "he knows I have a little something for him."
"So you don't regret what happened?" Elliot said a little more seriously pulling Olivia in a little closer to him.
Olivia sighed, "I don't regret it," she said, "I guess I just wish we had thought it through a little more."
Elliot grinned into her head, "I have thought about it so many times Liv, since the moment I met you."
This made Olivia's heart flutter, "and did I live up to your expectations?"
Elliot pulled her away and looked at her in the eyes, "More then you will ever know," he said pushing her hair back and kissing her on the lips.
Just then the cell phone next to Elliot rang, breaking the moment. "Stabler," he said into the phone, knowing that it would be Cragen on the other end.
"Hey captain...yeah everything here is good."
Olivia pulled away from Elliot and stood up; the phone call from the captain was once again a rude awakening that they were here on a case.
"Yeah, we heard they were dead," said Elliot; "We are looking into it today."
"She's fine," Elliot continued looking over at Olivia, who was pacing by the foot of the bed, "she just went out to grab us breakfast. Alright, I'll talk to you soon."
"What did the captain have to say?" asked Olivia playing with the belt on her robe.
"He just wanted to tell us that the Winlock's were dead," he said standing up and wrapping a robe around his body.
"Well I'm starving," said Olivia turning from Elliot and walking into the living room.
"Olivia," he said following after her, "I don't think we were finished."
Olivia sighed, and was about to give in, when there was a knock at the door. "It's Eduardo," a voice said.
"Come in," said Olivia glancing back at Elliot.
"Buenos Dias Stabler's," he said opening the door and wheeling in a cart, "I brought you breakfast."
"Wonderful," said Olivia looking at the assortment of fruits and pastries.
"Can I pour you coffee?" asked Eduardo grabbing a cup.
"Yes," said Elliot walking over toward Eduardo, "that would be wonderful, Liv?" he asked looking at her.
"Of course," she said walking up and wrapping her arms around Elliot's waist, "I never turn down coffee, you know that."
Eduardo smiled at the couple and handed them each a cup of steaming hot coffee. "So what are your plans for the day?" asked Eduardo.
"We," Elliot said turning and kissing Olivia on the forehead, "are going to go for a romantic drive up in the mountains."
Eduardo looked startled when he heard their plans, "wonderful," he finally said, "I will have one of our guides drive you."
"Actually," said Elliot pulling away from Olivia and grabbing a bite of strawberry off the cart of food, "I think we'll just drive ourselves, we need some alone time." "Of course sir," said Eduardo, still a little unsure of the couple's plans, "I will have a jeep ready for you downstairs."
"Thanks Eduardo," said Olivia roaming over and grabbing a slice of watermelon off of the table, "We'll be down in a few hours."
"Enjoy your breakfast," Eduardo said as he slipped out of the room.
"He didn't seem to excited to have us roaming on our own," said Elliot as he took a sip of his coffee, and sat down at the table.
Olivia followed his lead and sat down across from him; "maybe he knows something we don't."
"Well I guess we will find out today," Elliot said staring across at Olivia, "and maybe we can find some things out about us today too."
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Eduardo left the room and sighed, he hated that Matt and Katrina wanted this couple. He really liked them, they seemed like nice people.
They had promised him after the last couple that there would be no more. He didn't want to do it, but he had to he reminded himself. Managing a hotel in Mexico was nothing like managing a hotel in the United States, there was no money in it. He had two kids headed off to college soon, and another one on the way.
With a shake of his head he walked down the hallway and pulled out his phone.
"Senor Winlock," he said, "They are headed up to the mountains today, but I will get them on the snorkeling trip tomorrow, I promise."
"There's been a change of plans," said the voice from the other end, "they are cops."
Eduardo let out a long breath, he knew this would happen eventually, he had just hoped he would be out of the business by the time it did.
"What do you want me to do then?" Eduardo stuttered into the phone."
"Make sure you get them to the mountains, and then we'll take care of them."
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Elliot looked over at Olivia as she stretched her legs out on to the dash of their jeep. He loved seeing her so casual. He never got to see her like this; she was usually in pants, long shirts and boots. Now she was dressed for a casual drive through the mountains with short khaki shorts and a white tank. Then again he'd never see her as casually dressed as he saw her last night. A smile crept across his face as he remembered the intense passion they had shared.
"Elliot," screamed Olivia getting his attention, "watch the road."
He looked down just in time to save them from running over the side of an embankment.
Olivia smiled to herself, he'd been staring at her and she knew it. She wasn't sure what they were going to do now, not after last night. She knew in the back of her mind that it should never happen again; she cared too much about him and their job to get involved. A frown formed on her face as she realized that what she was thinking was the truth, it had to be one night, and they had to forget it ever happened.
"Well here is where they must have gone off," said Elliot pulling the jeep off onto an outlet in the road with a sign that read 'Hernando.'
Olivia jumped out of the jeep, pushing her sunglasses up on her head. "Tire marks," she said looking down at the treads that led right to the edge of a very large drop off.
Elliot jumped out of the jeep and joined her, "And there's the car," he added looking over the cliff, "don't you think they would have cleaned that up by now?"
"You forget where we are Elliot, I imagine they just leave in there until it rusts," said Olivia with a snooty tone.
Elliot looked at her in surprise; he wondered why she was acting this way. Almost the entire way to the mountain she had a large frown on her face, and she didn't talk to him. All he could think about was the fact that she was regretting the night before.
"Lets head down to it," said Olivia pointing to a part of the slope that was a little less steep.
"You don't have the best climbing shoes on Liv," he said pointing to her dark brown leather sandals.
"Thanks Ranger Elliot," she said rolling her eyes at him, "I think I can manage."
Once again Elliot just looked at her, after this morning he thought things had been fine between them, but obviously he was wrong. "Alright, let's go then," he said, slowly getting his footing and heading down the slope.
Olivia followed close behind him, she knew that he was right about her shoes, but she wasn't about to give him the satisfaction. Slowly she worked her way down the side; Elliot reached the bottom before she did. She was about to take a step, when she lost her footing and began to slide.
"Shit," she yelled out, as her leg ran across the rough side of the slope. Elliot rushed toward her.
"Liv baby, you okay?" he asked looking at her leg.
"Fine," she said through gritted teeth as she stood up.
Elliot looked down at her leg that was covered in blood.
"You are not fine," he said pointing to her leg. Elliot pulled off his outer shirt that he was wearing over a white undershirt, and sprayed water on it from his water bottle. "Here, let me help you up."
"Damn it Elliot, I'm fine."
She tried to stand up, but her foot gave out, she must have twisted her ankle as she was falling.
Elliot didn't even ask her this time, he just reached down and grabbed her, carrying her over to a tree stump. Sitting her down, he placed his water soaked shirt onto her leg.
"Ahh..." she screamed out in pain.
"You are so stubborn," he said looking up at her. He then looked down at her ankle and saw that it was roughly the size of a baseball. "I wish you'd listen to me."
"Sorry, I forgot you are always right," she said sarcastically looking at him. As soon as the words left her mouth she wished she could take them back. He was trying to help her, and she was being a pain in the ass.
"Sorry," she said slowly.
"It's fine," said Elliot wrapping his shirt around her leg to stop the bleeding, "can you walk?"
Slowly she tried to stand up, but her ankle gave out and she fell against Elliot, "kind of," she said looking at him.
Just then Elliot heard an all too familiar sound. A gun shot rang out.
"Ouch," said a voice next to her as her arm landed with a thud.
"Elliot," she said turning to him, "I'm sorry I forgot you were there." Slowly the events of the night before filtered back through her brain. She'd slept with Elliot, and it had been amazing.
"Well you sure know how to make a guy feel special," Elliot said with a chuckle sitting up in the bed, with Olivia still leaning against his chest.
"How are you feeling this morning?" Elliot asked her more seriously, kissing her forehead.
"Better," she said honestly. She did feel better about what had happened, she had time to calm down. "I scored, last night," she added smiling and looking up at him.
"Oh really?" said Elliot with a chuckle, "and who is the lucky guy?"
"Just some guy that I met in Mexico," Olivia said nuzzling up against Elliot's chest.
"Ah, poor guy must feel so used," said Elliot.
"I doubt that," said Olivia, "he knows I have a little something for him."
"So you don't regret what happened?" Elliot said a little more seriously pulling Olivia in a little closer to him.
Olivia sighed, "I don't regret it," she said, "I guess I just wish we had thought it through a little more."
Elliot grinned into her head, "I have thought about it so many times Liv, since the moment I met you."
This made Olivia's heart flutter, "and did I live up to your expectations?"
Elliot pulled her away and looked at her in the eyes, "More then you will ever know," he said pushing her hair back and kissing her on the lips.
Just then the cell phone next to Elliot rang, breaking the moment. "Stabler," he said into the phone, knowing that it would be Cragen on the other end.
"Hey captain...yeah everything here is good."
Olivia pulled away from Elliot and stood up; the phone call from the captain was once again a rude awakening that they were here on a case.
"Yeah, we heard they were dead," said Elliot; "We are looking into it today."
"She's fine," Elliot continued looking over at Olivia, who was pacing by the foot of the bed, "she just went out to grab us breakfast. Alright, I'll talk to you soon."
"What did the captain have to say?" asked Olivia playing with the belt on her robe.
"He just wanted to tell us that the Winlock's were dead," he said standing up and wrapping a robe around his body.
"Well I'm starving," said Olivia turning from Elliot and walking into the living room.
"Olivia," he said following after her, "I don't think we were finished."
Olivia sighed, and was about to give in, when there was a knock at the door. "It's Eduardo," a voice said.
"Come in," said Olivia glancing back at Elliot.
"Buenos Dias Stabler's," he said opening the door and wheeling in a cart, "I brought you breakfast."
"Wonderful," said Olivia looking at the assortment of fruits and pastries.
"Can I pour you coffee?" asked Eduardo grabbing a cup.
"Yes," said Elliot walking over toward Eduardo, "that would be wonderful, Liv?" he asked looking at her.
"Of course," she said walking up and wrapping her arms around Elliot's waist, "I never turn down coffee, you know that."
Eduardo smiled at the couple and handed them each a cup of steaming hot coffee. "So what are your plans for the day?" asked Eduardo.
"We," Elliot said turning and kissing Olivia on the forehead, "are going to go for a romantic drive up in the mountains."
Eduardo looked startled when he heard their plans, "wonderful," he finally said, "I will have one of our guides drive you."
"Actually," said Elliot pulling away from Olivia and grabbing a bite of strawberry off the cart of food, "I think we'll just drive ourselves, we need some alone time." "Of course sir," said Eduardo, still a little unsure of the couple's plans, "I will have a jeep ready for you downstairs."
"Thanks Eduardo," said Olivia roaming over and grabbing a slice of watermelon off of the table, "We'll be down in a few hours."
"Enjoy your breakfast," Eduardo said as he slipped out of the room.
"He didn't seem to excited to have us roaming on our own," said Elliot as he took a sip of his coffee, and sat down at the table.
Olivia followed his lead and sat down across from him; "maybe he knows something we don't."
"Well I guess we will find out today," Elliot said staring across at Olivia, "and maybe we can find some things out about us today too."
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Eduardo left the room and sighed, he hated that Matt and Katrina wanted this couple. He really liked them, they seemed like nice people.
They had promised him after the last couple that there would be no more. He didn't want to do it, but he had to he reminded himself. Managing a hotel in Mexico was nothing like managing a hotel in the United States, there was no money in it. He had two kids headed off to college soon, and another one on the way.
With a shake of his head he walked down the hallway and pulled out his phone.
"Senor Winlock," he said, "They are headed up to the mountains today, but I will get them on the snorkeling trip tomorrow, I promise."
"There's been a change of plans," said the voice from the other end, "they are cops."
Eduardo let out a long breath, he knew this would happen eventually, he had just hoped he would be out of the business by the time it did.
"What do you want me to do then?" Eduardo stuttered into the phone."
"Make sure you get them to the mountains, and then we'll take care of them."
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Elliot looked over at Olivia as she stretched her legs out on to the dash of their jeep. He loved seeing her so casual. He never got to see her like this; she was usually in pants, long shirts and boots. Now she was dressed for a casual drive through the mountains with short khaki shorts and a white tank. Then again he'd never see her as casually dressed as he saw her last night. A smile crept across his face as he remembered the intense passion they had shared.
"Elliot," screamed Olivia getting his attention, "watch the road."
He looked down just in time to save them from running over the side of an embankment.
Olivia smiled to herself, he'd been staring at her and she knew it. She wasn't sure what they were going to do now, not after last night. She knew in the back of her mind that it should never happen again; she cared too much about him and their job to get involved. A frown formed on her face as she realized that what she was thinking was the truth, it had to be one night, and they had to forget it ever happened.
"Well here is where they must have gone off," said Elliot pulling the jeep off onto an outlet in the road with a sign that read 'Hernando.'
Olivia jumped out of the jeep, pushing her sunglasses up on her head. "Tire marks," she said looking down at the treads that led right to the edge of a very large drop off.
Elliot jumped out of the jeep and joined her, "And there's the car," he added looking over the cliff, "don't you think they would have cleaned that up by now?"
"You forget where we are Elliot, I imagine they just leave in there until it rusts," said Olivia with a snooty tone.
Elliot looked at her in surprise; he wondered why she was acting this way. Almost the entire way to the mountain she had a large frown on her face, and she didn't talk to him. All he could think about was the fact that she was regretting the night before.
"Lets head down to it," said Olivia pointing to a part of the slope that was a little less steep.
"You don't have the best climbing shoes on Liv," he said pointing to her dark brown leather sandals.
"Thanks Ranger Elliot," she said rolling her eyes at him, "I think I can manage."
Once again Elliot just looked at her, after this morning he thought things had been fine between them, but obviously he was wrong. "Alright, let's go then," he said, slowly getting his footing and heading down the slope.
Olivia followed close behind him, she knew that he was right about her shoes, but she wasn't about to give him the satisfaction. Slowly she worked her way down the side; Elliot reached the bottom before she did. She was about to take a step, when she lost her footing and began to slide.
"Shit," she yelled out, as her leg ran across the rough side of the slope. Elliot rushed toward her.
"Liv baby, you okay?" he asked looking at her leg.
"Fine," she said through gritted teeth as she stood up.
Elliot looked down at her leg that was covered in blood.
"You are not fine," he said pointing to her leg. Elliot pulled off his outer shirt that he was wearing over a white undershirt, and sprayed water on it from his water bottle. "Here, let me help you up."
"Damn it Elliot, I'm fine."
She tried to stand up, but her foot gave out, she must have twisted her ankle as she was falling.
Elliot didn't even ask her this time, he just reached down and grabbed her, carrying her over to a tree stump. Sitting her down, he placed his water soaked shirt onto her leg.
"Ahh..." she screamed out in pain.
"You are so stubborn," he said looking up at her. He then looked down at her ankle and saw that it was roughly the size of a baseball. "I wish you'd listen to me."
"Sorry, I forgot you are always right," she said sarcastically looking at him. As soon as the words left her mouth she wished she could take them back. He was trying to help her, and she was being a pain in the ass.
"Sorry," she said slowly.
"It's fine," said Elliot wrapping his shirt around her leg to stop the bleeding, "can you walk?"
Slowly she tried to stand up, but her ankle gave out and she fell against Elliot, "kind of," she said looking at him.
Just then Elliot heard an all too familiar sound. A gun shot rang out.
