Tradition
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I just like to play with them for a while
Summary: Elliot and Olivia get closer as a case threatens to pull them apart
A/N this is my first fanfic, so please be nice! I hope you like it!
Chapter 3
Christmas Eve day had finally come, and Elliot was already counting down the hours till he and Olivia got off of work. He walked into the precinct that was decorated for the season. There was red and green garland on everyone's desk, and some detectives seven had small Christmas trees decorating their usually depressing, drab work spaces. Even Munch was in the holiday spirit, except he had an electric menorah on his desk.
Elliot walked into the precinct to Olivia's yelling voice. He had been on the receiving end of that voice a few times, and he pitied whoever was getting the brunt of it this time.
He soon discovered that Casey was the poor soul getting yelled at this time.
"How could you let him get out on bail! He raped 5 women just because they held power over him. We bring the perps in, and you're supposed to keep them in jail!" He heard her say
"Look Olivia, I did my best, I can't help it that he's a first time offender, and that his dream team made him out to be a saint that was railroaded, and falsely accused. And, if you hadn't coerced his confession we wouldn't even have to go through a trial!" Casey returned.
With this Cragen finally emerged from his office, and sent the two women back to their corners. "Okay people, last time I checked this wasn't the boxing ring, so can we call a cease fire please. Casey, your boss wants you back to go over your opening statement, and Olivia and Munch, I want you two to go over your files, and make sure everything else was done by the book. We can't afford another screw up."
Everyone knew that Cragen was talking about what had happened the night that Olivia was called into the precinct after stealing Elliot's clothes.
Olivia had gone up against the suspect, Michael Kane. He was the prime suspect in the rapes of 5 female CEOs of various companies. There had been no sign of forced entry. Each woman had been found, raped, and murdered on the floor of their living rooms.
Olivia had gone nose to nose with Kane, and more or less threatened him into confessing by drawing her gun, and pointing it at his crotch saying, "If you're not even man enough to confess to your crime, you can't be man enough to have these."
Olivia knew Cragen wasn't exactly thrilled with her, but at lease now everyone was convinced that they had the right guy, after he explained how he had killed each woman in detail.
Elliot was worried that Kane was out, because Olivia had certainly pissed him off, and embarrassed him in front of all the male cops. He would have said something to Olivia, but she was mad enough as it was, and he didn't want to get the brunt of it. He figured it was Christmas Eve, and he would be spending the whole night with her. Then tomorrow they had planned to both go to Kathy and Ed's to spend Christmas with his kids, so he could watch out for her without her even knowing it.
The day was pretty quite, Elliot worked on paper work with Fin, and Munch and Olivia spent the day reviewing the case. For the first time in years everyone in the office seemed to be looking forward to the holiday. Cupid seemed to be working over time lately. Fin had started dating some girl, and he was going to spend Christmas with her and his son. Cragen also had met someone, but kept it very hush hush. Elliot thought she was a professor or something. He was going to spend Christmas with her. As for Munch, he had re-united with and old girlfriend, and although they weren't technically dating, he made sure the whole squad knew that he would be spending the day with her. When six o'clock finally rolled around, everyone seemed to jump out and run for the door.
Olivia went home, just wanting to forget about the past few days. She took a warm bath and then went to her room where her dress for the evening was hanging on her closet door. Alex and Casey (when she was still talking to Casey) had helped her pick it out a few weeks before. It was a black spaghetti strap dress that went down to just above her knees. It was velvet, and very form fitting. The top had a v-neck, and hugged her just perfectly. She slipped into it, and then slid on black stockings, and a black pair of heels. She put on her makeup meticulously, and styled her short hair perfectly. She looked flawless.
Elliot knocked on her door at 7:30, even though he had long since had a key. She opened it, and was captivated by how good he looked. He had on an all black suit, which seemed to make his icy blue eyes pop. He was holding white roses in his hand, her favorite. She snapped out of her gaze finally, and took the flowers to put in a vase. He followed, flawed by how beautiful she looked.
Olivia put the flowers in her coffee table, and turned around to say "let's go" but she was cut off by Elliot's lips.
"What was that for?" She asked in a whisper.
"Just for being you." He answered
She smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into another passionate kiss. Olivia was the one to finally break it by saying, "Come on Casanova, if we continue this, we won't make it to the reservations." She wriggled out of his grasp, grabbed her coat, and walked to the door. Elliot followed, a little disappointed to say the least.