Note: Yes, I know, it took a while. I'm a busy girl, what can I say? ;-)
With Miracle Worker rehearsals and school, I just might go insane!! So to
bring back some quasi normalcy... I'm posting another chapter. Sorry that
this chapter has almost absolutely nothing to do with the case, but I'm in
quite a shipper mood, so nanna nanna boo boo. And this chapter was inspired
in part by the song "Brown Eyed Girl." Enjoy, and reviews are always
wonderful. Love, Amanda
Disclaimer: Not mine, blah blah blah. I wish I was Dick Wolf though... amazing.
The car ride to the alleyway was slow. Heavy traffic and the dreary sky just made everything slow down. Sitting in the middle of traffic, with not much to do and an awkward silence looming in the air, Elliot decided this would be a perfect opportunity to broach the subject of how Olivia was feeling with this case. The only problem was getting her to open up. Liv rarely ever talked about her personal life with Elliot, and when she did it was always very minimal chit chat. He knew that this case was eating away at her. He'd seen what these kinds of cases had done to her before, and he didn't want it to happen again. He saw the pain and guilt she was feeling, even if she never said anything outright. He needed a way to break open that safe she kept her emotions locked in. To see some vulnerability... to know maybe she feels the same way. *Stop it Elliot. Worry about her safety first.* "Okay Liv," se started, hoping he wouldn't get the run around. "What's wrong? I know you have feelings involved in this case-" but before he could say anymore, she cut him off *Like the stubborn child she is* he thought.
"Elliot. I'm fine. Really. Don't worry about me, worry about Tessa." She only did it because she cared about him. She didn't want to open herself up to keep him safe. At least that's what she told herself. She knew how her past relationships went. All busts. She did care. She deeply cared, in fact. But for her, she needed some control in her life, and if she couldn't have it when her mind caught up with her at night in her empty apartment when she was all alone, it would be with Elliot.
Elliot sighed. He knew this wasn't going to go anywhere unless he took the initiative. He abruptly pulled the car over into a small Liquor Store parking lot, shut off the car, and stared at her. Although filled with concern, his eyes were like a stone wall, and Olivia knew they wouldn't be moving anytime soon.
"What?" she said, getting very annoyed with how childish he was acting.
"I am not moving this car until you let me in." Olivia gave him a confused look, then, her tired mind registering what he meant, let out a sigh. *Why does he always do this?* "Okay, fine. But you know, you don't always have to be so rude about it. There really is nothing wrong and I think your protec-" as Olivia rambled on, getting more and more upset with each word that came out of her mouth, Elliot just stared at it. He knew what he wanted to do, and he knew it would be the only way to shut her up and get her to realize what he meant. Pulling himself out of his thought, Olivia was still going off, "-and if you think for one second that I can be treated like a child, well El-" but she was cutoff by Elliot. He grabbed her and kissed her. He kissed her. The one thing that he yearned to do since the day they had met, and he did it. HE KISSED HER. And at that moment, the Miracle happened. Elliot felt it, and Olivia did too. Fireworks. The one thing they had both been looking for their entire lives, and it was happening, right now, with their partner. Fireworks. Elliot had never had that feeling, not even when he was with Kathy, and Olivia only imagined what it would actually feel like. And now, together, they shared this one precious moment, and they held on for dear life. Both were afraid that if they let go, they would never feel it again, But Elliot was not about to let that happen. Not with the woman he loved. *Yes, loved.* He slowly pulled out of the kiss and stared into those big brown eyes. He could see the shock in Olivia's eyes, and she looked down, pulling back from his embrace and string at her thumbs. Elliot chuckled, and cupped Olivia's cheek with his hand. "You don't always have to be so brave."
"Yes I do," Olivia's voice wavered. She was losing control. This is exactly what she did not want to happen. She didn't want to become that vulnerable basket case in front of the one person whose respect she valued the most. The only problem with this was that she enjoyed the kiss too damn much to care. She looked up to Elliot's face, and she could finally admit it to herself, the one thing that scared her the most. *I love him. I LOVE him. I LOVE HIM!* She wished she could tell the whole world, but instead, she gave a barely audible giggle, and kissed Elliot back.
Disclaimer: Not mine, blah blah blah. I wish I was Dick Wolf though... amazing.
The car ride to the alleyway was slow. Heavy traffic and the dreary sky just made everything slow down. Sitting in the middle of traffic, with not much to do and an awkward silence looming in the air, Elliot decided this would be a perfect opportunity to broach the subject of how Olivia was feeling with this case. The only problem was getting her to open up. Liv rarely ever talked about her personal life with Elliot, and when she did it was always very minimal chit chat. He knew that this case was eating away at her. He'd seen what these kinds of cases had done to her before, and he didn't want it to happen again. He saw the pain and guilt she was feeling, even if she never said anything outright. He needed a way to break open that safe she kept her emotions locked in. To see some vulnerability... to know maybe she feels the same way. *Stop it Elliot. Worry about her safety first.* "Okay Liv," se started, hoping he wouldn't get the run around. "What's wrong? I know you have feelings involved in this case-" but before he could say anymore, she cut him off *Like the stubborn child she is* he thought.
"Elliot. I'm fine. Really. Don't worry about me, worry about Tessa." She only did it because she cared about him. She didn't want to open herself up to keep him safe. At least that's what she told herself. She knew how her past relationships went. All busts. She did care. She deeply cared, in fact. But for her, she needed some control in her life, and if she couldn't have it when her mind caught up with her at night in her empty apartment when she was all alone, it would be with Elliot.
Elliot sighed. He knew this wasn't going to go anywhere unless he took the initiative. He abruptly pulled the car over into a small Liquor Store parking lot, shut off the car, and stared at her. Although filled with concern, his eyes were like a stone wall, and Olivia knew they wouldn't be moving anytime soon.
"What?" she said, getting very annoyed with how childish he was acting.
"I am not moving this car until you let me in." Olivia gave him a confused look, then, her tired mind registering what he meant, let out a sigh. *Why does he always do this?* "Okay, fine. But you know, you don't always have to be so rude about it. There really is nothing wrong and I think your protec-" as Olivia rambled on, getting more and more upset with each word that came out of her mouth, Elliot just stared at it. He knew what he wanted to do, and he knew it would be the only way to shut her up and get her to realize what he meant. Pulling himself out of his thought, Olivia was still going off, "-and if you think for one second that I can be treated like a child, well El-" but she was cutoff by Elliot. He grabbed her and kissed her. He kissed her. The one thing that he yearned to do since the day they had met, and he did it. HE KISSED HER. And at that moment, the Miracle happened. Elliot felt it, and Olivia did too. Fireworks. The one thing they had both been looking for their entire lives, and it was happening, right now, with their partner. Fireworks. Elliot had never had that feeling, not even when he was with Kathy, and Olivia only imagined what it would actually feel like. And now, together, they shared this one precious moment, and they held on for dear life. Both were afraid that if they let go, they would never feel it again, But Elliot was not about to let that happen. Not with the woman he loved. *Yes, loved.* He slowly pulled out of the kiss and stared into those big brown eyes. He could see the shock in Olivia's eyes, and she looked down, pulling back from his embrace and string at her thumbs. Elliot chuckled, and cupped Olivia's cheek with his hand. "You don't always have to be so brave."
"Yes I do," Olivia's voice wavered. She was losing control. This is exactly what she did not want to happen. She didn't want to become that vulnerable basket case in front of the one person whose respect she valued the most. The only problem with this was that she enjoyed the kiss too damn much to care. She looked up to Elliot's face, and she could finally admit it to herself, the one thing that scared her the most. *I love him. I LOVE him. I LOVE HIM!* She wished she could tell the whole world, but instead, she gave a barely audible giggle, and kissed Elliot back.