How Does it Feel
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: you should know this by now, I don't own them, I don't claim to own them. It'd be nice if I did own them, but that's not reality, now is it?
A/N: Don't you just hate it when parents are in that extremely pissy mood? I know I do...because when you're parents bitch, it's normally coming right at you, isn't it? Lucky for you guys, as a result of getting chewed out for God knows what I have a lot of...frustration I need to let go; and the last place that I want to be is around them, so I'm upstairs in my room with my door locked. And, in order to vent I'm going to write! It gets my mind off of things, ya know? Anyway, so you can thank my parent's for being mean, because otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this chapter, this way, at this particular moment.
Anyway, enjoy!
Captain Cragean was on the phone when a hurried knock sounded at his door. He called out to whoever was on the other side, since the blinds on his windows and door were down obstructing his view, and told the person to come in. He was shocked, to say the least, when Kathy Stabler--the wife of one of his best detectives, the same one whom was lying in a hospital bed at that exact moment--entered the office in a huff.
"Uh...Lenny, I'll have to get back with you, all right?" He waited for the reply and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up he looked towards his visitor, in confusion. "Mrs. Stabler, is there something I can do for you?"
Her eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took in her appearance. Disheveled wasn't a strong enough word for how she looked. Her eyes were wide with what he imagined was fury, her hair was pulled back haphazardly into a hair tie, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. Oh, man did she look pissed. What the hell had Elliot done to get on her bad side?
She snorted at him, folding her arms across her chest. "You can tell me why the hell I just saw Olivia Benson kiss my husband, then tell her she loved him, for that matter!"
Cragean pulled his head back in shock, that was news to him. He was really at a loss for words; he had no clue what could be going on between Olivia and Elliot... maybe Kathy got things confused. Perhaps she was exaggerating; maybe she had mistaken a chaste kiss, platonic in every way, for something totally opposite? Could she have confused the general meaning behind the 'I love you'? Elliot and Olivia, in fact, worked together for many years, and had been best friends for as long as they knew each other, it could have been completely innocent. Couldn't it?
Ah, whom was he kidding? There was nothing platonic about Olivia and Elliot's feelings for each other, he knew that, they knew that, even Kathy seemed to know it. Of course, he had chosen to ignore the looks the two would give each other, the intense feelings he could see passing between them with just one glance. Then again, so had they. They pretended that there was nothing more between them than just friendship. Of course, he knew that they hadn't done anything, but the feelings were way more than friendly ones. Cragean often wondered that if things had been different, and Elliot had not been married, would they have ended up together long ago?
But what the hell were they doing acting on their feelings for each other? They knew what kind of consequences that would bring forward, damn it! Why were they being so damn stupid? Starting up a relationship is one thing, but starting up a relationship while one of them is still married, was just dumb. And, allowing themselves to be caught (although, not intentionally, he assumed) was just plain idiotic. Holy shit, what kind of mess had they gotten themselves into?
"Excuse me? Have you even been paying attention to a thing that I've said? Hello...I just told you that my husbands partner kissed him!"
Her additude brought him out of his thoughts. "What kind of kiss was it?"
If it was possible, her eyes narrowed on him farther. "What?!?" She practically hissed.
"What...kind...of--"
"I heard the damn question. I want to know why it makes any damn difference what the hell kind of kiss it was. Hello?!? He's married! They're work partners! It's against all sort of rules."
Well, didn't Kathy think she was a smart one? Too bad she was wrong. "Well, Kathy, while I don't condone on what ever it was you think you saw, your word isn't enough proof for me. For all I know you and your husband could be having a fight, and you'd like nothing better than to get him fired, or his partner at that. And, even if you are correct, while I don't think it's smart for them to have a relationship while he is still married to you, I can't really do anything about that, can I? And, as for it being against the rules, it IS frowned upon, but not altogether banned. We can't actually tell anybody who they can be with."
Her mouth dropped, forming an O shape, and she stared at him with a blank expression on her face.
"Is there anything else that I can do for you, Kathy?"
She shook her head in haste, turned, and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. He flinched at the resounding noise it left ringing in his ears, and stood up from his chair and walked into the squad room. Munch and Fin were looking at something through confused eyes, and when he directed his gaze to the direction that theirs was in, he saw that it was Kathy, leaving the station in a huff.
"What was that all about?" Munch asked.
Cragean sighed and shook his head; "Elliot's got himself in hot water."
Fin's interest perked, "oh? How so?"
He held up his right hand, as if to shield their questions, "don't even ask."
"You're the boss."
He snorted and walked back into his office. Picking up his phone he dialed Lenny's number once more. Boy, did he have a story for him.
Elliot was a little surprised when Cragean knocked at the door to his hospital room, it was still work hours. What was he doing away from the 1-6? He came in, a highly annoyed look on his face, and dropped his jacket on the chair nearest the door. Sighing to himself, he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants. He didn't speak, instead glared at him. Elliot wondered what he could have done to upset him.
"Captain? To what do I owe this honor?"
"Not what, whom."
"Well..."
"Your wife dropped by the station today. She had some shocking news for me. It appears that she dropped by this morning to see you, and instead found you and Olivia...kissing."
Elliot could feel his face drop. "Oh."
"Oh is right. Damn it Elliot, you my friend are the biggest idiot on the face of the planet."
Elliot sighed and rubbed his forehead with his left hand, "Cap., Kathy and I are separated, I'd have already filed for divorce except I'm in the hospital."
"That still doesn't mean you can go around kissing whomever you want, Elliot!"
"It was just one kiss, one innocent kiss."
"All I can tell you Elliot, is wait until you're divorced. Ok? I don't you and Kathy having more water under the bridge than you already do. If you are having an affair, she can use that against you in court. You know that. Please, no more stupid mistakes, all right?"
"Wait, you're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad?"
"My partner and I are, for a lack of better words, dating."
"I can't keep you from seeing her."
"Isn't this sort of thing frowned upon?"
"Frowned upon, yes, forbidden, no. I see nothing wrong with it. That's really all that matters, isn't it?"
"I guess."
"Do me a favor, Elliot. Tell Olivia no more kissing."
"Got'cha. Thanks for the heads up, too. I'll call Olivia tonight, let her know. Why aren't you at work?"
"I met up with Briscoe for lunch, thought I'd drop by and see you."
"Oh, so he knows about this?"
Cragean nodded and looked at his watch. "I should get going, don't want to miss too much of work. Remember what I said, will you?"
"Of course."
"Good." He grabbed his jacket off of the back of the chair and left the room. Elliot could hear his heavy footfall as he made his way down the hospital corridors.
Sighing to himself he grabbed his cell phone from it's spot on the nightstand. He had to call Olivia.
A/N: Ok, there you go. Let me know what'cha think about it.
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: you should know this by now, I don't own them, I don't claim to own them. It'd be nice if I did own them, but that's not reality, now is it?
A/N: Don't you just hate it when parents are in that extremely pissy mood? I know I do...because when you're parents bitch, it's normally coming right at you, isn't it? Lucky for you guys, as a result of getting chewed out for God knows what I have a lot of...frustration I need to let go; and the last place that I want to be is around them, so I'm upstairs in my room with my door locked. And, in order to vent I'm going to write! It gets my mind off of things, ya know? Anyway, so you can thank my parent's for being mean, because otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this chapter, this way, at this particular moment.
Anyway, enjoy!
Captain Cragean was on the phone when a hurried knock sounded at his door. He called out to whoever was on the other side, since the blinds on his windows and door were down obstructing his view, and told the person to come in. He was shocked, to say the least, when Kathy Stabler--the wife of one of his best detectives, the same one whom was lying in a hospital bed at that exact moment--entered the office in a huff.
"Uh...Lenny, I'll have to get back with you, all right?" He waited for the reply and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up he looked towards his visitor, in confusion. "Mrs. Stabler, is there something I can do for you?"
Her eyes narrowed, and he suddenly took in her appearance. Disheveled wasn't a strong enough word for how she looked. Her eyes were wide with what he imagined was fury, her hair was pulled back haphazardly into a hair tie, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. Oh, man did she look pissed. What the hell had Elliot done to get on her bad side?
She snorted at him, folding her arms across her chest. "You can tell me why the hell I just saw Olivia Benson kiss my husband, then tell her she loved him, for that matter!"
Cragean pulled his head back in shock, that was news to him. He was really at a loss for words; he had no clue what could be going on between Olivia and Elliot... maybe Kathy got things confused. Perhaps she was exaggerating; maybe she had mistaken a chaste kiss, platonic in every way, for something totally opposite? Could she have confused the general meaning behind the 'I love you'? Elliot and Olivia, in fact, worked together for many years, and had been best friends for as long as they knew each other, it could have been completely innocent. Couldn't it?
Ah, whom was he kidding? There was nothing platonic about Olivia and Elliot's feelings for each other, he knew that, they knew that, even Kathy seemed to know it. Of course, he had chosen to ignore the looks the two would give each other, the intense feelings he could see passing between them with just one glance. Then again, so had they. They pretended that there was nothing more between them than just friendship. Of course, he knew that they hadn't done anything, but the feelings were way more than friendly ones. Cragean often wondered that if things had been different, and Elliot had not been married, would they have ended up together long ago?
But what the hell were they doing acting on their feelings for each other? They knew what kind of consequences that would bring forward, damn it! Why were they being so damn stupid? Starting up a relationship is one thing, but starting up a relationship while one of them is still married, was just dumb. And, allowing themselves to be caught (although, not intentionally, he assumed) was just plain idiotic. Holy shit, what kind of mess had they gotten themselves into?
"Excuse me? Have you even been paying attention to a thing that I've said? Hello...I just told you that my husbands partner kissed him!"
Her additude brought him out of his thoughts. "What kind of kiss was it?"
If it was possible, her eyes narrowed on him farther. "What?!?" She practically hissed.
"What...kind...of--"
"I heard the damn question. I want to know why it makes any damn difference what the hell kind of kiss it was. Hello?!? He's married! They're work partners! It's against all sort of rules."
Well, didn't Kathy think she was a smart one? Too bad she was wrong. "Well, Kathy, while I don't condone on what ever it was you think you saw, your word isn't enough proof for me. For all I know you and your husband could be having a fight, and you'd like nothing better than to get him fired, or his partner at that. And, even if you are correct, while I don't think it's smart for them to have a relationship while he is still married to you, I can't really do anything about that, can I? And, as for it being against the rules, it IS frowned upon, but not altogether banned. We can't actually tell anybody who they can be with."
Her mouth dropped, forming an O shape, and she stared at him with a blank expression on her face.
"Is there anything else that I can do for you, Kathy?"
She shook her head in haste, turned, and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. He flinched at the resounding noise it left ringing in his ears, and stood up from his chair and walked into the squad room. Munch and Fin were looking at something through confused eyes, and when he directed his gaze to the direction that theirs was in, he saw that it was Kathy, leaving the station in a huff.
"What was that all about?" Munch asked.
Cragean sighed and shook his head; "Elliot's got himself in hot water."
Fin's interest perked, "oh? How so?"
He held up his right hand, as if to shield their questions, "don't even ask."
"You're the boss."
He snorted and walked back into his office. Picking up his phone he dialed Lenny's number once more. Boy, did he have a story for him.
Elliot was a little surprised when Cragean knocked at the door to his hospital room, it was still work hours. What was he doing away from the 1-6? He came in, a highly annoyed look on his face, and dropped his jacket on the chair nearest the door. Sighing to himself, he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants. He didn't speak, instead glared at him. Elliot wondered what he could have done to upset him.
"Captain? To what do I owe this honor?"
"Not what, whom."
"Well..."
"Your wife dropped by the station today. She had some shocking news for me. It appears that she dropped by this morning to see you, and instead found you and Olivia...kissing."
Elliot could feel his face drop. "Oh."
"Oh is right. Damn it Elliot, you my friend are the biggest idiot on the face of the planet."
Elliot sighed and rubbed his forehead with his left hand, "Cap., Kathy and I are separated, I'd have already filed for divorce except I'm in the hospital."
"That still doesn't mean you can go around kissing whomever you want, Elliot!"
"It was just one kiss, one innocent kiss."
"All I can tell you Elliot, is wait until you're divorced. Ok? I don't you and Kathy having more water under the bridge than you already do. If you are having an affair, she can use that against you in court. You know that. Please, no more stupid mistakes, all right?"
"Wait, you're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad?"
"My partner and I are, for a lack of better words, dating."
"I can't keep you from seeing her."
"Isn't this sort of thing frowned upon?"
"Frowned upon, yes, forbidden, no. I see nothing wrong with it. That's really all that matters, isn't it?"
"I guess."
"Do me a favor, Elliot. Tell Olivia no more kissing."
"Got'cha. Thanks for the heads up, too. I'll call Olivia tonight, let her know. Why aren't you at work?"
"I met up with Briscoe for lunch, thought I'd drop by and see you."
"Oh, so he knows about this?"
Cragean nodded and looked at his watch. "I should get going, don't want to miss too much of work. Remember what I said, will you?"
"Of course."
"Good." He grabbed his jacket off of the back of the chair and left the room. Elliot could hear his heavy footfall as he made his way down the hospital corridors.
Sighing to himself he grabbed his cell phone from it's spot on the nightstand. He had to call Olivia.
A/N: Ok, there you go. Let me know what'cha think about it.