A/N: Okay, here is the reeeeaaaaaaally funny thing about the lyrics in this chapter. I've never heard the song before. As a matter of fact, I'm not a fan of Depeche Mode at ALL. But it just didn't make sense not to have DM lyrics when E & O are at one of their concerts! Oy. So I had to Google DM lyrics and these stuck out to me. So forgive me if this song sucks.

Lyrics from "See You" by Depeche Mode

All i want to do is see you again
Is that too much to ask for?
I just want to see your sweet smile
Smiled the way it was before

Well i'll try not to hold you
And i'll try not to kiss you
And i won't even touch you

All i want to do is see you
Don't you know that it's true

I remember the days when we'd walk through the woods
And sit on a bench for a while
I treasure the way we used to laugh and play
And look in each others eyes

You can keep me at a distance if you don't trust my resistance
But i swear i won't touch you

All i want to do is see you
Don't you know that it's true

Well i know five years is a long time
And that times change (oh that times change)
But i think that you will find
People are basically the same (basically the same)

If the water's still flowing, we can go for a swim
And do the things we used to do
And if i'm reluctant you can pull me in
And we can relive our youth

Oh but we'll stay friendly like sister and brother
Though i think i still love you
All i want to do is see you
Don't you know that it's true?

Elliot searched around for Olivia in the crowded hall. His hands were full of popcorn, Twizzlers, peanuts and soda and he was fighting desperately not to drop the load as frantic and exuberated Depeche Mode fans jostled him at every turn.

"Hey, Elliot!"

Elliot turned at the shout and saw Olivia approaching him. She was wearing a tight fitting, bright orange sweater and black leggings. He had to admit she looked hot.

"Do you know I had to walk a freaking mile to find a bathroom?" she said, annoyance filling her voice as she approached Elliot. She surveyed the goods. "What, we feeding a small army?"

"I didn't know what you wanted so I just about got everything," he said sheepishly. He looked around to see if anyone other guy noticed the bodacious babe that was his date for the night.

"No matter, lets go get our seats before some rabid 12-year olds decide to steal them."

Settling in to their seats, they ignored the opening band, waiting for the real show to start. They munched the goodies in silence until Olivia's curiosity got the better of her.

"So Mindy okay with you being here tonight?" Olivia asked, nonchalantly. She noticed he looked rather handsome in his Varsity jacket.

Elliot shrugged as he slurped Coke from his straw. "I guess, I haven't really talked to her since last night. She'll probably freeze me out for a couple of days, teach me a lesson."

"How long have you two been together?" Olivia didn't really want to talk about the bimbette but she felt compelled to learn as much as she could about Elliot Stabler. His likes. His dislikes. The women he fell for. Not that that was of any importance she told herself quickly.

"A couple of months I guess."

"She's really pretty."

Elliot wrinkled his forehead. "You know what, she's actually kind of an airhead."

Olivia looked up to the ceiling, munching on a Twizzler. "I didn't think that mattered," she deadpanned.

Against his will, Elliot fund himself laughing. "I guess not, no," he said, face reddening. "I'm a guy, what can I say? I buy her dinner, take her to the movies…I call her."

"That's the spirit," Olivia quipped.

"So what about you?" Elliot turned to face her. As far as he was concerned, Olivia Benson was a mystery. What lied behind that cool façade? "You went out with Parker…is that the kind of guy you normally hook up with?"

"Oh yeah…arrogant, vain, self-absorbed and enough hair gel to grease a moose…he's a stud. Man of my dreams."

"Yet…you still went out with him."

"Well, you weren't available." Olivia eyes widened as soon as the words slipped out of her mouth. She prided herself on her quick wit, but sometimes it was her downfall. Her mother hated that about her. Just hated it.

Elliot smiled slowly. He opened his mouth to reply when the house lights dimmed. Olivia instantly forgot her faux pas and immediately stood up to see the band. Elliot had scored great seats of which Olivia was grateful.

It wasn't long before Elliot and Olivia were lost in the music, both swaying to sounds and mouthing the words. At one point Elliot broke out of his reverie and glanced at Olivia and was captivated by what he saw. She had one arm thrown across the top of her head, eyes closed as she did her own hypnotic dance along to the music. He watched as she mouthed the words to the song:

"Well I'll try not to hold you
And I'll try not to kiss you
And I won't even touch you

All I want to do is see you
Don't you know that it's true"

He was transfixed and had to wrench his attention back to the band. After awhile, he reached out and snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her to him until their bodies were flush, matching his moves to hers until they were dancing in sync.

After the concert, Olivia and Elliot followed the throng of fans out into the cool night air. Olivia was on a high, dancing clumsily around and singing at the top of her lungs.

"What good is a photograph of you? Every time I look at it, it makes me feel blue," she warbled off key. "The meaning of love, tell me the meaning of love!"

Elliot busted out laughing. "You do realize that's two different songs, right?" She smiled impishly and continued her rendition.

"That was awesome," she said breathlessly, when they reached the car. "I'm totally stoked."

"Good," he said, smiling widely. He reached to unlock her door, but her hand encircled his wrist, staying the action. She stood on her tip-toes and gave him a soft, chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, Elliot," she said sincerely, before climbing into the car. He couldn't help thinking that little kiss was more sexy and beautiful than anything he had ever experienced with Mindy.

They drove back to Lewiston in silence, Olivia sleeping off the charge of the evening. He stayed lost in his own thoughts, occasionally glancing at the sleeping form. By the time he pulled up to her house, he knew he wanted to spend more time with her.

"I'm a sleepy head," she chided herself after Elliot nudged her awake. Something caught her attention and Elliot saw that she was focused on a blue Chevy truck parked askew of the driveway.

"I'll walk you to your door, " he said, unbuckling his seat belt.

"No!" she said forcefully. Elliot looked up in alarm. "You…I'll be all right," she said weakly. "You go on home. I know you have a meet tomorrow afternoon."

"Olivia…is everything all right? Is someone in your house that you don't want to be there?" he asked, concern coloring his eyes.

"No," she said quickly, with a look he caught. He recognized it as realization dawned. He himself sometimes bore it. "It's kind of hard to explain."

"Try me."

Olivia shook her head sadly, still furtively looking at the front door. "You wouldn't understand…"

Elliot smiled sadly. "You'd be surprised," he answered quietly.

"I'll see you later," she said, reaching out and giving his shoulder a squeeze. Olivia rushed out of the car when his rich baritone stopped her.

"All i want to do is see you again
Is that too much to ask for?
I just want to see your sweet smile
Smiled the way it was before"

Olivia turned around, tears shining in her eyes. "Wow…you have a nice voice," she managed.

"Do you want…do you want to get out of here? You don't have to go home if you don't want to."

She gave him her own sad smile. "Yes, yes I do." And with that, she turned and walked inside the house.

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