They managed to steer clear of Kathy and Steven the rest of the time they were at the supermarket. After they each paid for their groceries they went their separate ways, Elliot to his apartment. Olivia to hers.
Olivia was busy putting up groceries when she heard footfall in the hallway. The noise stopped, started again, and then stopped once more. The person went on in that manor, accordingly. After a minute or so she noted that the noises stopped completely.
"Hmm," she mused, "That was strange." She shrugged it off and went back to her groceries.
A few minutes later the noises started again, except this time they were followed by a knock…on her front door. She put her milk in the fridge and made her way to the door. Looking out the peephole she saw that her visitor was Elliot.
She opened the door to let him in, "Elliot? What are yo--"
She didn't have time to finish her sentence because Elliot had let himself in, grabbed her around her waist pulling her close, and captured her lips with his. She was taken aback for a moment, confused as to what was transpiring, until it finally registered in her mind. 'Elliot is kissing me!' She thought about it a moment, 'Why am I not kissing him back?' She parted her lips slightly, allowing the kiss to deepen.
After awhile they broke for some much needed air, Elliot's arms still wrapped tightly around her waist, their foreheads pressed together, each breathing deeply.
Olivia was the first to break the silence, "Sure, Elliot. You can come inside."
He chuckled, then drew his head back, so he could look her in the face, "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that." He breathed.
"Well, what took ya so damn long? I sure as hell wasn't stoppin' you."
He laughed again, then sobered up. "I love you, Olivia."
She smiled, "I love you, too, El." Then she leaned into him and kissed him again. When they broke apart, she sighed.
"What?" Elliot inquired. Sighing was almost never a good sign.
"Elliot, we can't do this."
Elliot was thrown, "What? Why?"
"If anybody at work found out, our jobs would be at risk, I don't want to be the reason you loose your job." She looked down at her shoes, they had suddenly grown more interesting.
Taking on arm from it's now comfortable spot around her waist he pushed her face up so they were looking directly at each other again. "Nobody at work has to know. And, if sometime down the line they do find out, what are they going to do? If our work isn't effected there's no problem, and they'll have to see that. But, if they do see it as a problem, I'll gladly transfer to somewhere else."
She looked at him hopefully, "You'd do that?"
"Liv, I love you, I'd do anything for you."
She stifled a happy sob and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He ran his hands down the length of her back and then settled with his spot around her waist once again. They held each other for a few minutes before breaking apart. Olivia singled to the couch and they went to sit down.
They sat close together on the couch. Elliot's arm draped around her shoulder almost protectively and her head nestled against his chest. "This is nice," she mused, "Us, being here, together. Without any interruptions."
"Hmm," was his only response.
She grinned, "what time did you say the kids are coming over?"
"They'll be at my place at around 4. We've got plenty of time to be alone."
"You're not planning anything, are you, Elliot Stabler?"
"What? Me? I would never."
She laughed, "You like playing the "innocent" card, eh? I thought I already told you that I know you too well to buy into all that nonsense."
"Hey! I'm not that bad, am I?"
"Yes, but don't worry. I love you despite your faults."
"Gee, thanks."
"Your welcome." She eyed him suspiciously, "You don't sleep on the right side of the bed do you? Cause I already warned you, the right side is my side."
"Where'd that come from?"
"I might need it for future reference."
"Well, then. To answer your question, no. I prefer the left side of the bed."
"Good, 'cause, I didn't want to have to fight you for it. It's probably be a mood kill when I won."
"What makes you so certain you'd win?"
"Call it woman's intuition, or ESP, even just a gut feelings. Let me tell you this, though. I'd most definitely win."
"Oh, yeah."
"Yeah." She said defiantly.
"Well, we'll just have to see about that, now. Won't we?" He moved from his spot and pinned her down on the couch, she twisted under him and began to push him off of her. She managed to push hard enough to send him backwards, his back landing on the couch. She jumped off of the cushions and stood over him, looking down at his bemused face. "Does this mean I win?"
He grinned slyly, "Never." Grabbing her waist he pulled her back on top of him, making sure she wouldn't be able to wriggle out of his grasp again.
She smirked, "Nothing planned my ass."
He smiled in response, "You started it."
She rolled her eyes playfully, "Will you just shut-up and kiss me?"
"Shutting up now." He said as their lips connected again.
Olivia pulled out of the embrace and got up off the couch, startling Elliot. She held onto his hands and pulled him along with her, towards her bedroom.
"Olivia Benson, are you trying to seduce me?" He asked as she pulled him along.
"That depends."
"On?"
"If it's working." The reached the bedroom door, which was closed. Olivia pressed her back up against it and pulled him into a passionate kiss.
When she broke it Elliot was short of breath, "Oh," he said, breathing deeply, "I think it's working."
Without moving her spot she twisted the knob on her door, "Good." She said pulling him into the bedroom with her.
'What is that noise?' Olivia thought as she woke. The shrill ringing continued and she buried her head under the pillows. The noise didn't stop. She realized that it was the telephone as soon as the answering machine picked up, 'Hi, I'm not--'
"Hello?" She said groggily into the telephone.
"Olivia?" Kathleen questioned, "Were you sleeping?"
She looked over at the lightly snoring figure beside her and smiled, "Yeah. I was a bit exhausted."
"Right. Anyway, do you know where my father is? My mom dropped us off an hour ago, and he's still not home."
'An hour ago?' She thought, "What time is it?"
"5:16."
She sighed, "Oh, hell."
"What?"
"I'm meeting a friend at 6. I totally forgot. Listen, if I see your father, or hear from him, I'll let him know that you called. Alright?"
"Who are you meeting up with?"
"Alex Cabot."
"The ADA?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, alright. Bye, Liv."
"Bye." She hung up the phone and turned to Elliot, who was still asleep. She shook him. He didn't wake up. She shook him some more, "Elliot Stabler, wake up, it's already after 5."
He opened his eyes a bit and then shut them because of the bright lights coming through the window blinds. "Huh?"
"It's after 5. Kathleen just called, they're already at your house."
He shot forward in the bed, "Shit."
"Yeah. And Alex is expecting me in 45 minutes."
He got out of the bed and searched for his clothes, after he slid on his pants he walked over to where she was still lying in the bed and kissed her briefly. "I hate to leave like this." He pulled his shirt over his head, "But, I can't leave the kids all alone."
"Alex will think something's up if I'm not there. It's alright. You go be with the kids." She kissed him again, "Just don't let them know, Kathleen's got a bit of a mouth on her, so does Maureen. If they accidentally let it slip to Kathy, and we both know that wouldn't be a good thing."
He nodded, "I'll call you later."
"I'm holding you too that."
He grabbed his shoes and left the room, she heard the front door open and then shut again. When she was confident that he was gone she picked up her phone and dialed Alex. Her friend picked up on the second ring.
"Cabot."
"Hey, It's me."
"Hey, Olivia. What is it?"
"I'm going to be a little late tonight. Uh, say around 6:45 instead of 6:00? Is that ok with you."
"Sure, but you've got some explaining to do."
"Of course." She hung up the phone and slipped out from under the warm covers and made her way to the shower, thinking up of an excuse she could give Alex.
Elliot made it home at 15 until 6. Kathleen gave him a suspecting look the moment he walked in the door.
"So, I call Olivia and then half an hour later you show up. Am I reading to far into this, or what?"
"Kathleen, don't start this again." Elliot warned.
She sighed, "Sure. Ok. So, where have you been, anyway?"
He hesitated for a second, "Uh…I was at the gym and lost track of time."
She gave him a once-over, "You don't look as if you've been working out."
"Showers, my daughter, the gym has showers."
"Thank God."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing, daddy." She smiled, "So, what's for dinner?"
"So, what's the excuse." Alex asked Olivia when she sat down at the table.
"I fell asleep." She said, bluntly.
"You feel asleep?"
"Yeah, I believe that's what I said."
"Why did you fall asleep."
"I was tired." She said as a matter-of-fact.
Alex rolled her eyes, "Well, yes. That I get. Why were you tired?"
"Uh…the gym."
"The gym?"
"I was working out, got tired. Went to bed. No big deal."
"You're not telling me something."
"What makes you say that?"
She crossed her arms, "I can tell. You're hiding something from me. What is it?"
"If you're right and I am hiding something from you, what makes you think I'm going to tell you?"
"I dunno. Wishful thinking."
"Nah. I think I'll keep whatever it is I'm hiding to myself, thank you very much."
The waiter came by and asked them what they wanted to drink, they ordered their drinks and the rest of the meal went, accordingly. They spent many hours talking about various subjects (thankfully, Alex seemed to stay off of the subject of Elliot, Olivia wasn't sure if she'd be able to hide her real emotions) and Olivia didn't get home until after 12 o'clock.
After she laid her keys on her coffee table she walked to her answering machine. The red light was blinking. She pressed the button.
"You have two unread messages…message one. '…' End of message."
"Damn telemarketers." She muttered under her breath.
"Message two… 'Olivia…where are you? Well, I guess you're not there. Call me when you get this.' He finished the rest in a hurried voice, 'I love you.' End of message."
She smiled and reached for the phone. She called his cell phone instead of the home phone so she would not wake the kids. He answered on the third ring.
"Where've you been?"
"With Alex."
"I miss you."
"Likewise, when are the kids leaving?"
"Monday morning."
"What about Kathleen?"
"I'm sure she'd love to stay the night with a friend Monday night."
"You think?"
"I do."
"Well, it's a date. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Right. Bye, Liv."
"Bye, Elliot. I love you."
"I love you, too." He hung up the phone and she did the same.
She shifted around the apartment and into her bedroom, shed her clothes and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and some random t-shirt. She slid under the bed and welcomed sleep.
a/n: I know I said that I'd probably not get a chapter out for awhile, but I got really bored during French today, and then again during Biology, and then again during World Geography. So, it was just the typically boring Monday, and I really had nothing better to do in class. So, I wrote you a nice, long chappy. Just think of this as my birthday present to you, and your birthday present to me can be nice, happy, positive reviews.
oh, I told you that there would be fluff!
Olivia was busy putting up groceries when she heard footfall in the hallway. The noise stopped, started again, and then stopped once more. The person went on in that manor, accordingly. After a minute or so she noted that the noises stopped completely.
"Hmm," she mused, "That was strange." She shrugged it off and went back to her groceries.
A few minutes later the noises started again, except this time they were followed by a knock…on her front door. She put her milk in the fridge and made her way to the door. Looking out the peephole she saw that her visitor was Elliot.
She opened the door to let him in, "Elliot? What are yo--"
She didn't have time to finish her sentence because Elliot had let himself in, grabbed her around her waist pulling her close, and captured her lips with his. She was taken aback for a moment, confused as to what was transpiring, until it finally registered in her mind. 'Elliot is kissing me!' She thought about it a moment, 'Why am I not kissing him back?' She parted her lips slightly, allowing the kiss to deepen.
After awhile they broke for some much needed air, Elliot's arms still wrapped tightly around her waist, their foreheads pressed together, each breathing deeply.
Olivia was the first to break the silence, "Sure, Elliot. You can come inside."
He chuckled, then drew his head back, so he could look her in the face, "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that." He breathed.
"Well, what took ya so damn long? I sure as hell wasn't stoppin' you."
He laughed again, then sobered up. "I love you, Olivia."
She smiled, "I love you, too, El." Then she leaned into him and kissed him again. When they broke apart, she sighed.
"What?" Elliot inquired. Sighing was almost never a good sign.
"Elliot, we can't do this."
Elliot was thrown, "What? Why?"
"If anybody at work found out, our jobs would be at risk, I don't want to be the reason you loose your job." She looked down at her shoes, they had suddenly grown more interesting.
Taking on arm from it's now comfortable spot around her waist he pushed her face up so they were looking directly at each other again. "Nobody at work has to know. And, if sometime down the line they do find out, what are they going to do? If our work isn't effected there's no problem, and they'll have to see that. But, if they do see it as a problem, I'll gladly transfer to somewhere else."
She looked at him hopefully, "You'd do that?"
"Liv, I love you, I'd do anything for you."
She stifled a happy sob and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He ran his hands down the length of her back and then settled with his spot around her waist once again. They held each other for a few minutes before breaking apart. Olivia singled to the couch and they went to sit down.
They sat close together on the couch. Elliot's arm draped around her shoulder almost protectively and her head nestled against his chest. "This is nice," she mused, "Us, being here, together. Without any interruptions."
"Hmm," was his only response.
She grinned, "what time did you say the kids are coming over?"
"They'll be at my place at around 4. We've got plenty of time to be alone."
"You're not planning anything, are you, Elliot Stabler?"
"What? Me? I would never."
She laughed, "You like playing the "innocent" card, eh? I thought I already told you that I know you too well to buy into all that nonsense."
"Hey! I'm not that bad, am I?"
"Yes, but don't worry. I love you despite your faults."
"Gee, thanks."
"Your welcome." She eyed him suspiciously, "You don't sleep on the right side of the bed do you? Cause I already warned you, the right side is my side."
"Where'd that come from?"
"I might need it for future reference."
"Well, then. To answer your question, no. I prefer the left side of the bed."
"Good, 'cause, I didn't want to have to fight you for it. It's probably be a mood kill when I won."
"What makes you so certain you'd win?"
"Call it woman's intuition, or ESP, even just a gut feelings. Let me tell you this, though. I'd most definitely win."
"Oh, yeah."
"Yeah." She said defiantly.
"Well, we'll just have to see about that, now. Won't we?" He moved from his spot and pinned her down on the couch, she twisted under him and began to push him off of her. She managed to push hard enough to send him backwards, his back landing on the couch. She jumped off of the cushions and stood over him, looking down at his bemused face. "Does this mean I win?"
He grinned slyly, "Never." Grabbing her waist he pulled her back on top of him, making sure she wouldn't be able to wriggle out of his grasp again.
She smirked, "Nothing planned my ass."
He smiled in response, "You started it."
She rolled her eyes playfully, "Will you just shut-up and kiss me?"
"Shutting up now." He said as their lips connected again.
Olivia pulled out of the embrace and got up off the couch, startling Elliot. She held onto his hands and pulled him along with her, towards her bedroom.
"Olivia Benson, are you trying to seduce me?" He asked as she pulled him along.
"That depends."
"On?"
"If it's working." The reached the bedroom door, which was closed. Olivia pressed her back up against it and pulled him into a passionate kiss.
When she broke it Elliot was short of breath, "Oh," he said, breathing deeply, "I think it's working."
Without moving her spot she twisted the knob on her door, "Good." She said pulling him into the bedroom with her.
'What is that noise?' Olivia thought as she woke. The shrill ringing continued and she buried her head under the pillows. The noise didn't stop. She realized that it was the telephone as soon as the answering machine picked up, 'Hi, I'm not--'
"Hello?" She said groggily into the telephone.
"Olivia?" Kathleen questioned, "Were you sleeping?"
She looked over at the lightly snoring figure beside her and smiled, "Yeah. I was a bit exhausted."
"Right. Anyway, do you know where my father is? My mom dropped us off an hour ago, and he's still not home."
'An hour ago?' She thought, "What time is it?"
"5:16."
She sighed, "Oh, hell."
"What?"
"I'm meeting a friend at 6. I totally forgot. Listen, if I see your father, or hear from him, I'll let him know that you called. Alright?"
"Who are you meeting up with?"
"Alex Cabot."
"The ADA?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, alright. Bye, Liv."
"Bye." She hung up the phone and turned to Elliot, who was still asleep. She shook him. He didn't wake up. She shook him some more, "Elliot Stabler, wake up, it's already after 5."
He opened his eyes a bit and then shut them because of the bright lights coming through the window blinds. "Huh?"
"It's after 5. Kathleen just called, they're already at your house."
He shot forward in the bed, "Shit."
"Yeah. And Alex is expecting me in 45 minutes."
He got out of the bed and searched for his clothes, after he slid on his pants he walked over to where she was still lying in the bed and kissed her briefly. "I hate to leave like this." He pulled his shirt over his head, "But, I can't leave the kids all alone."
"Alex will think something's up if I'm not there. It's alright. You go be with the kids." She kissed him again, "Just don't let them know, Kathleen's got a bit of a mouth on her, so does Maureen. If they accidentally let it slip to Kathy, and we both know that wouldn't be a good thing."
He nodded, "I'll call you later."
"I'm holding you too that."
He grabbed his shoes and left the room, she heard the front door open and then shut again. When she was confident that he was gone she picked up her phone and dialed Alex. Her friend picked up on the second ring.
"Cabot."
"Hey, It's me."
"Hey, Olivia. What is it?"
"I'm going to be a little late tonight. Uh, say around 6:45 instead of 6:00? Is that ok with you."
"Sure, but you've got some explaining to do."
"Of course." She hung up the phone and slipped out from under the warm covers and made her way to the shower, thinking up of an excuse she could give Alex.
Elliot made it home at 15 until 6. Kathleen gave him a suspecting look the moment he walked in the door.
"So, I call Olivia and then half an hour later you show up. Am I reading to far into this, or what?"
"Kathleen, don't start this again." Elliot warned.
She sighed, "Sure. Ok. So, where have you been, anyway?"
He hesitated for a second, "Uh…I was at the gym and lost track of time."
She gave him a once-over, "You don't look as if you've been working out."
"Showers, my daughter, the gym has showers."
"Thank God."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing, daddy." She smiled, "So, what's for dinner?"
"So, what's the excuse." Alex asked Olivia when she sat down at the table.
"I fell asleep." She said, bluntly.
"You feel asleep?"
"Yeah, I believe that's what I said."
"Why did you fall asleep."
"I was tired." She said as a matter-of-fact.
Alex rolled her eyes, "Well, yes. That I get. Why were you tired?"
"Uh…the gym."
"The gym?"
"I was working out, got tired. Went to bed. No big deal."
"You're not telling me something."
"What makes you say that?"
She crossed her arms, "I can tell. You're hiding something from me. What is it?"
"If you're right and I am hiding something from you, what makes you think I'm going to tell you?"
"I dunno. Wishful thinking."
"Nah. I think I'll keep whatever it is I'm hiding to myself, thank you very much."
The waiter came by and asked them what they wanted to drink, they ordered their drinks and the rest of the meal went, accordingly. They spent many hours talking about various subjects (thankfully, Alex seemed to stay off of the subject of Elliot, Olivia wasn't sure if she'd be able to hide her real emotions) and Olivia didn't get home until after 12 o'clock.
After she laid her keys on her coffee table she walked to her answering machine. The red light was blinking. She pressed the button.
"You have two unread messages…message one. '…' End of message."
"Damn telemarketers." She muttered under her breath.
"Message two… 'Olivia…where are you? Well, I guess you're not there. Call me when you get this.' He finished the rest in a hurried voice, 'I love you.' End of message."
She smiled and reached for the phone. She called his cell phone instead of the home phone so she would not wake the kids. He answered on the third ring.
"Where've you been?"
"With Alex."
"I miss you."
"Likewise, when are the kids leaving?"
"Monday morning."
"What about Kathleen?"
"I'm sure she'd love to stay the night with a friend Monday night."
"You think?"
"I do."
"Well, it's a date. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Right. Bye, Liv."
"Bye, Elliot. I love you."
"I love you, too." He hung up the phone and she did the same.
She shifted around the apartment and into her bedroom, shed her clothes and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and some random t-shirt. She slid under the bed and welcomed sleep.
a/n: I know I said that I'd probably not get a chapter out for awhile, but I got really bored during French today, and then again during Biology, and then again during World Geography. So, it was just the typically boring Monday, and I really had nothing better to do in class. So, I wrote you a nice, long chappy. Just think of this as my birthday present to you, and your birthday present to me can be nice, happy, positive reviews.
oh, I told you that there would be fluff!