(Disclaimer in part one, Thank you to those that have reviewed. I really appreciate all you help and support,
This isPG-13 it does however contain one bad word Sorry.) Little Girl Lost 4
1:18 A. M.
Special Victims Unit Squad Room
Olivia had been typing nonstop for over 6 hours. She was transcribing the notes she had taken while they were watching the video. She had written down as much detail as possible so she wouldn't have to sit through another viewing. She had sent Elliot home under protest a few hours ago. She knew how much he needed to see his kids, especially after a day like this. He had made her promise to go home soon. She had promised she would after typing one more page. Well, that had been 80 pages ago. She stopped typing for a moment to rub her tired eyes. A hand suddenly appeared from behind her and set an ex-large cup of her favorite tea in front of her. It disappeared and then reappeared with a bag of fresh muffins. She smiled and turned to face him. " I thought I told you to go home." She was trying to give him a scolding tone, but she was really very glad that he had come back. " And you said one more page and you would go home and that was 4 hours ago." " I'm a slow typist." " No, you're not, but you are a bad liar when you get caught." He was teasing her now and she knew it. "Keep it up Stabler and I won't share my muffin with you." " You really know where to wound a man." He grabbed at his stomach in mock pain and fell to his knee's in front of her. She was still sitting in her chair as she leaned forward her elbows on her knees. " You know lack of REM sleep is one of the leading causes of insanity." She said with the straightest face she could muster. "What are you trying to say?" Elliot asked innocently. " Go upstairs and get some sleep before the men in white coats come to take you away." " All right if I go then so don't you." He stood up and offered her his hand. "I'll be up in a minute I just want to finish writing this page." " OH, NO!" He reached around her hit the save button and shut her computer off. " Elliot !!" " I'm not falling for that again!" He handed her the muffin bag and grabbed her tea. Taking her by the arm he led her upstairs to the Crib ignoring her protests.
6:13 A. M.
The Crib
Their muffin wrappers and empty tea cup lay on the small table in front of the couch. They had never made it to the cots. Elliot had fallen asleep sitting on the end of the couch with his feet on the coffee table. Olivia who had been next to him was now lying down on the couch with her head on a pillow in his lap. His left hand which had earlier been on her right hip so as to keep her from falling off was now laying on her stomach holding her right hand their fingers locked together. The fingers of his right hand were lost in her hair. They had been talking about the case and he had just begun to stroke her hair, trying to soothe her. It worked on him as well. He loved the fact that she was letting it grow out again. She was a beautiful woman no matter what her hairstyle. But secretly he preferred it long it gave him an opportunity to brush a strand or two away from her face. It was just one of the many excuses he used to touch her.
Munch opened the door and looked at the sleeping forms on the couch. They looked good together even he had to admit it. But work relationships were always a bad idea especially if one of the two was married with 4 kids. It was a good thing he had walked in here instead of Cragen; he would have blown a fuse. Guess it was time for that talk with Elliot after all. He walked quietly over to them. "Hey you guys, rise and shine." He said way too cheerily. Olivia woke with a start and sat bolt upright nearly cracking her skull into Elliot's on the way up. "What time is it?" He asked still sounding rather sleepy. " A little after 6:00 A. M. "Munch replied " Shit! Elliot, we overslept. We have to meet Bill Miles in the LAB at 7:00 to pick up those disks!" " I thought they wouldn't be ready until afternoon?" "Well after you left last night Bill called me back, said he got my message, understood our problem and was going to work threw the night to finish them for us. Told us to come by at 7:00 and he'd have it all ready." She spoke quickly as she headed for the door. She was fully awake now she just needed to splash some water on her face and… "Hey Munch, have you made to coffee yet?" "No, not yet" "Thank GOD! " She said to herself as she came down the stairs into the squad room that they had dodged another bullet.