Author: Muppet

Chapter title: Checking On Olivia

Rating: pg (I dunno)

Disclaimer: For those of you who read Olivia's call you know I lost my SVU characters in a poker game to that sneaky Dick after buying them on EBay. Well as I said in my last chapter I stole them back with a little help from my awesome SWAT people. So they're mine…again.

A/n- Alright if you are having trouble finding Olivia's Call (Lorenzo) and you've clicked my name and tried to access it through my profile and still can't find it then you have…SPYWARE! I'm kidding. Tell me more. Does an error pop up or does it say wrong format? Or are just not seeing it? It's rated R so it might not appear at first unless you select 'Rating: All' but like I said you can access it in my profile by clicking my name. Everyone else, enjoy my fanfiction-y goodness.

Elliot awoke at 1:45. Light was pouring into the windows and he winced as bright light obstructed the vision of his newly open eyes. He realized he was under the covers and his shoes were on the floor beside the bed. 'Kathy' he thought.

His kids were still at school and would be for another hour and a half. He had the day to relax and make up for two days worth of lost sleep and not to mention to take a much needed shower. He also wanted to check up on Olivia and see how she was doing. He just thought in wake of recent events he should just stop by and see if she was feeling. At least that's what he told himself.

He got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He turned the water as hot as his body could stand and let the water beat against his back.

After he got out of the shower he changed his clothes: a pair of jeans and black t-shit. He opened his closet and searched for his tennis shoes. He slipped them on and quickly went down the stairs, skipping a few steps as he went.

He went into the kitchen and grabbed his keys off the counter where he left them that morning. Kathy was sitting at the table reading the newspaper.

"Are you in a hurry?" She asked slightly amused at his rapid movements.

"No, not really." He felt a strange impulse to lie about where he was going. He hadn't really ever lied to Kathy before unless it important or someone else stood to benefit greatly from it.

"Where are you going?" She asked not trying to sound like a nag.

"To check some things about a case... it will only be hour or two." He hadn't really lied, unless Olivia doesn't qualify as "some thing."

"What about our talk. I had something to tell you, remember?" She said not even bothering to ask about his vagueness.

"Oh yeah, Can it wait? I'll be right back." He didn't want to hear the news until he checked on Olivia otherwise he might not be able to leave the house at all.

"Yeah sure, El." She looked back at the newspaper. Elliot stared for a moment; he could tell she wasn't really reading it just then. He resisted the urge to stay and said goodbye and headed out the door.

It was a warm spring morning, unlike the chilly and bitter morning before. A short warm and tepid breeze brushed across his face.

He got into the sedan and headed for Olivia's apartment. Traffic was at a low so he got there sooner than he thought. It was 2:30 when the elevator opened up onto Olivia's floor.

Elliot noticed the big crack in her door and that the lock was broken. Had he known that he wouldn't have let her stay alone?

When no one answered his knock he slowly opened the door and crept inside. He looked around and saw that things were still on the floor from a few nights ago.

"Liv?" he called out. He opened her bedroom door to find her lying on her bed not under the covers seemingly knocked out. He went to her side and shook her awake.

"Olivia." He said, sounding very desperate.

Olivia made a few grumbling sounds and sat up quickly with a gasp as she saw the shadowy silhouette kneeling in front of her.

"Oh my god, Elliot!" she said after realizing it was him. He was now laughing out loud.

"That's not funny! What are you doing here?" She said she knew it was funny; she was laughing as well.

"I'm checking up on you." He said smiling and sitting himself down on the bed next to her.

"No, why are you in here? Don't you usually knock" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"I knocked but you didn't answer and when I came in you were just lying here." He answered back.

"You must have been tired." He added.

"Oh, you have no idea." She said laying back down.

"I didn't sleep anymore than you did the past few days." He said lying down next to her so they were both looking up at the ceiling.

"My phone was ringing off the hook this morning." She said with a sigh.

"Why?" He asked a little confused.

"The media wants me to do interviews." She said annoyed at merely stating it.

"And?" He said smiling.

"And I unplugged my phone." They both were silent for a few seconds.

"Is that weird?" She asked turning to face him.

"No." He said, a smile still n his face.

"Most people would jump at the chance." She said looking past him.

"You're not most people, Liv." He said leaning so she would look at him.

"That' what I love about you. That's what everyone loves about you." She smiled in flattery.

"So how's your family doing?" She asked.

"They're fine. They asked about you." He said still smiling.

"They heard, huh?" She said, though she already knew that.

"Who hasn't?" Elliot said. Olivia looked down; Elliot thought she looked upset by his statement.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." He said, smile gone.

"No, you're right. It doesn't matter, though." She said looking down again.

"That's not true." He said.

"Isn't it? It wasn't that big of a deal. I mean... I survived." By the small pain in her chest as the words came out she knew that wasn't true.

"Olivia, you don't have to pretend around me; I'm your partner." He reminded sitting up. However Olivia's ego wouldn't let her admit that he was right and that she was pretending, maybe last night she would when she was tired and vulnerable, but not now.

"I'm not pretending Elliot." She said slightly annoyed and sitting up as well.

"Oh yeah? What about last night when I asked you if you were alright?" He asked.

"I said I didn't know. I didn't say I was suffocating in agony and emotion and can't last the day without you checking up on me." She said getting off the bed completely.

"I didn't say that either." He said somewhat offended.

"Look, all I'm saying is: I'm fine." She said exiting the room for a glass of water. Elliot followed.

"And that having the whole world recognize you as a cop who set Robert Kline up six years ago and can't even defend herself doesn't bother you." He added mockingly.

"I think I demonstrated I can take care of myself just fine." She said pulling a glass out of her cupboard and filling it with water.

"Look Liv, I just don't want you to put up a defensive wall and block everyone out, especially me. First day back and we're already fighting." Olivia smiled and took a sip.

"Alright," She said giving in. "I'll be honest with you." She said.

"That's all I want." He said.

"It hurts." She said. Elliot nodded understandingly.

"And… maybe I am suffocating in agony and emotion and can't last the day without you checking up on me." She said smiling. Elliot smiled back.

"Well then I'm glad I came by." He said approaching her.

"I'm glad you did too." She said putting her glass on the counter. He hugged her and they stood for a few seconds. Olivia's arms were rapped around his neck and his were around her back but somehow found they're way to her waist.

Olivia pulled her head back to look him in the eye. They stood, for a moment, in silence looking at each other. They began to slowly lean in towards each other.

"Elliot…" Olivia said letting go and stepping back. They stood in silence for a moment staring. Then Elliot's cell phone began to ring. It rang three and a half times before Elliot snapped out of his trance and answered.

"Stabler." He answered. "Kath I-…. Well where are you going?... Alright… well I'll be there… Bye." There was no 'I love you' this time, or the time before. He couldn't remember the last time his wife said she loved him. Or the last time he told her he loved her. But this wasn't the time to think about that.

"I have to go, Olivia." She nodded in response. "I'm sorry it's just-"

"No it's alright. I'll be fine. I think I can last the rest of the day." She said smiling. He smiled back and walked towards the door.

"And when we were…" He wanted to say something about what just happened just then between them but he wasn't sure of what to say.

"It's okay. Go." She said and then added a smile as not to seem as if she was rushing him out or was offended by his leaving. Elliot nodded and left without another word.

A/n (a): This chapter I revised slightly and reposted. I hope this is a little better. Alright so until next time, this is Muppet, signing off.