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Elliot woke up on the couch. "Oh, man. It was a dream." He said to himself.

"What did you dream about, Sleeping Beauty?" Olivia asked from the kitchen.

"You, actually. What are you making, it smells great?" He asked walking into the kitchen hoping she didn't hear his first remark.

"Me, huh? What about?" She asked while pausing from making pancakes. "Blueberry pancakes, my specialty. Hope you like 'em."

"Yeah, sounds great."

"So, what was your dream about?"

Elliot gave a sly smile, "You don't want to know."

"I do now. C'mon, what, do I die? Just tell me, how bad can it be?"

"It wasn't bad… for me. Was it bad for you?" Elliot tried to tell her without actually telling her. He was a bit ashamed, but also was hoping she would respond well to it like she had in his dream.

"You're right, I don't want to know." She got the hint he was giving, but really did want to know. Or wanted to make it come true. She couldn't decide which one.

They ate their breakfast with relaxation knowing neither of them had to be into work.

"We've got the whole day ahead of us. What do you want to do?" Olivia asked before taking another bite of her breakfast.

"Hmmm," Elliot finished chewing, "Wow, Liv, this is really good. What's the weather like?"

"Crappy. It's raining pretty badly out there. Wanna rent a movie?"

"Sure." They finished eating and headed out in the rain to the video store. Elliot wanted to get an action movie, Olivia wanted a romantic comedy; they argued about it while looking around the store for something good. She won, and they rented The Notebook. She convinced him that there was some action in it. He told her he would fall asleep.

"So?" was simply her response, with a smile.

When they got back to her apartment, wet from the rain, Olivia decided to change into a comfy pair of sweats, then put the movie in and joined Elliot on the couch. They sat on opposite sides, but shared a blanket. Twenty minutes into the movie, Olivia decided to use Elliot's lap as a pillow.

"I'm used to laying down when I watch movies," was her excuse. She thought he bought it because he let her. He didn't, but was happy she did it. During a sad part of the movie, toward the end, Olivia was crying.

"Are you crying?" Elliot teased a bit.

"Shut up, it's sad." Olivia said, playfully hitting his leg. He couldn't stop looking at her, though. Finally, she noticed he was staring at her.

"What? I can't help crying. Why do you keep looking at me? Watch, a good part is coming."

He tore his eyes away for a moment, but still kept looking down at her. She was so involved in the movie. Her eyes were so focused and moving with the picture. The light of the TV played well on her soft skin and beautiful face. He couldn't stop thinking about that dream. He remembered every bit of it, and meant what he said. He noticed another tear coming from Olivia's entranced brown eyes. Before it could roll off her cheek, Elliot turned her face toward him and wiped it away with his thumb. She looked up at him, no longer caring about the movie. All she could think about now was his warm strong hand on her skin, moving to run this fingers through her hair. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, trying to read what the other was thinking. And when they knew, she sat up, never taking her eyes off his, put her hand on the back of his neck, pulling him to kiss her.

Olivia stopped. "C'mon." she said, catching her breath a bit, her lips swollen. She led him to her bedroom where they quickly undressed. Elliot sat on the edge of her bed, and she pushed him back with her kisses until she was on top of him at his head hit the pillows.

"Elliot… El?" She asked between kisses. "Do you think this is a good idea? I mean, you just got divorced and…"

He nodded his head. He was sure. And a little freaked out that this was almost exactly the way it happened in his dream. "I'm sure, Liv. I haven't been this sure about anything before. Listen, Liv. You know me better than I know myself. You're my partner and my best friend, I'm sure.

"Ok."