A/N - this one has a lot of smut so just warning you if that's not your thing! Anyway…probably done around Chapter 20 so we're getting close. Anywayyyyyy. Enjoy! Don't forget to drop a review…you can review without having an account :) Thank you!

Elliot kept looking over at Olivia as they drove through the winding roads. He had never been here and had no idea where they could possibly be going. But she was smiling as she drove, her sunglasses perfected on her face, humming to the radio. She looked at peace. He wondered what she had been up to during the last six weeks, where she had been, who she had been with. Dean crossed his mind again and he huffed, and then tensed thinking about the bruises on her body that someone had caused.

Reaching across the console, Olivia took his hand and squeezed tight, "What's going on in your head Stabler?"

Turning slightly, he leaned against the window and looked at her, "Tell me about what you were doing while you were here." He saw her tense slightly and worry prickled at the back of his mind, "Liv…"

Glancing over at him quickly, she smiled, "I'm fine. So don't go there…"

"Okay." He leaned closer to her, tangling her hand with his and placing them on his thigh, "So tell me."

Olivia turned down another road and started to speak, "Star had me join this…compound. More like a cult really." He squeezed her hand tight again and she pressed her fingers into his leg, "There was this guy…Colt. Made all these promises to so many people, especially young women. Got them to believe in this way of life…out in the middle of nowhere. And they all fell for it. Every so often, he'd find a new girl he liked and they would become close. Only…they would all of a sudden disappear."

"Did he kill them?" He asked worriedly, "Liv-"

"I can't say for sure that he didn't kill any of them. But most of them were trafficked to Europe. Starr had me get close, try and find proof. I knew he was attached to the girl I shared a cabin with. Addy. And she showed up one day pretty beaten up…and when she didn't come back again I went after her. She was a mess in his cabin. He attacked me but I got away and Dean and the rest of the team were able to infiltrate and get the evidence they needed." She said.

Elliot smiled and rubbed her knuckles, "Badass Benson strikes again…"

She rolled her eyes and turned down a more main road, "Yeah, yeah."

Elliot lifted her hand and kissed the back of her hand, "You don't give yourself enough credit Liv. You're damn good at your job which is why Star asked you to be here." Frowning he pulled her hand closer, "Although I wish she would have just told me where you were."

"You know how the Bureau is." She said turning into a parking lot. "I'm sorry…I never thought it was going to go down like that. It was a whirlwind. One minute we were on a date, Kathleen was upset and Kathy was yelling…and then Star texted me. I thought she just wanted to talk. Instead she whisked me off before I even had time to process what was happening."

His fingers traced the back of her hand, not looking at where they were, still only focussed on her, "But you swear you weren't hurt? I mean I saw the bruises…"

"Yeah there was a scuffle with Colt. But it didn't go any further than that." Shrugging, "Aside from being practically starved and only being able to eat vegetables for six weeks…I'm good."

Elliot chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her, "Let's get you some meat then."

Her fingers inched across his lap, "Oh I've had a bit-"

He cut her off with a kiss, "Seriously?"

She laughed and leaned against the back of her seat, "Hey…I haven't heard you complaining."

He chuckled and then shook his head, "Definitely not." Turning his head he finally took notice of where they were, "Liv?"

Smiling, she shrugged, "Yes?"

Pointing to the building in front of him, "We're at a camping store."

Pretending to be shocked, she gasped, "Are we?"

"Why are we at a camping store?" She gave him a look and he gawked, "Are we going camping?"

"You really are a wonder Stabler. So observant." She said with a laugh.

"But…you said no camping." He said, trying to catch up, "I thought you weren't into this."

"I never said never." She said shaking her head, "I said I wasn't sure how I felt about it all. But, after six weeks out here I learned to appreciate the outdoors. And I wanted to share it with you."

Leaning back he smiled, "Liv…"

"Besides, you hopped a plane, got arrested and swept me off my feet so I am ready to do something for you." Pointing towards the store she sighed, "I got the place and have a few things planned…but I know jackshit about what we need. So that's where you come in."

Elliot leaned forward and cradled her face in his hands, kissing her gently, "You're serious? We don't have to do this Liv…"

Kissing him again she rested her forehead against his, "You, me and the stars right?"

Elliot smiled and shook his head, "Damn I love you…"

Squeezing his arms she smiled, "Good. I love you too." Pulling back she reached for the door handle, "Ready?"

Elliot hopped out of the car excitedly, "Ready!"

She laughed as she followed him into the store, he looked like a kid in the candy store and she hoped the rest of the trip was just as memorable.

By the time they made it to the campsite, it was close to dinner time. Elliot had picked up everything they needed, and while he had tried to use Fin and John's cards again Olivia had insisted they use hers. Elliot was setting up the tent while Olivia finished organizing a few things around the campsite. When she was done, Olivia walked over to the edge of the lake and looked out as the sun began to set. It was getting colder and she wrapped her sweater around her arms, taking it all in.

Elliot finished the tent and looked around, "Liv?"

He didn't see her at first, but when his eyes landed on her, he smiled. He stood there a moment, taking in the moment. The love of his life in one of the most beautiful places he'd ever seen. After the last six weeks of being away from her, he felt such a sense of peace being here with her. He'd made Olivia make one last stop before heading to the campsite and he was glad for it. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out the camera he had bought, held it out and snapped a picture of her watching the sunset.

"Hey Liv!" She turned to look at him expectantly and he quickly snapped a second picture.

Smiling, she brushed her hair back, "Not fair."

Walking over to her, he laughed and wrapped his arm around her, "You're beautiful."

"You have to say that. You don't want me to murder you out here in the middle of nowhere." She laughed, leaning into his embrace.

Elliot laughed and kissed the top of her head, "You wouldn't dare."

"Hm…don't be so sure of yourself." She teased before taking the camera from him, "And if we're taking pictures, we're not only taking them of me. Okay?"

He smiled when she held it out in front of them, "Okay."

Snapping a picture of the two of them, Olivia turned it to check the image, she smiled, "I like it."

He felt her sigh and leaned further into him, "You okay?"

Wrapping her arms around his waist she smiled, "I'm good."

His hand tangled in her hair and he pressed a kiss to the crown of her head, "You're sure about this?"

Laughing, she tilted her head back to look at him, "I'm sure Elliot. Stop asking."

"I just want to make sure you're comfortable." He said with a sigh, "I mean I know I want to do this but if it's not your thing it's okay-"

Turning her body, she kissed his cheek, and then his lips, "Stop." Her arms snaked around his neck and she smiled up at him, "We're doing this."

His hands settled on her lower back and slid up under her sweater, rubbing circles against her skin, "Okay."

"Just do me a favor?" She asked as he swayed them slightly, he nodded slowly, "I'm already freezing so you're gonna have to keep me warm."

His hands moved down lower against her back, took hold of her ass through her leggings and lifted her up, "That won't be a problem babe."

She laughed hard as he walked them back towards the tent knowing he'd hold up his end of the bargain.

After Elliot cooked dinner by the fire, the sky was already full of stars and the moon was high. They were both lying by the fire, her body pressed up against his. He had them wrapped up in a sleeping bag and she was starting to realize how tired she was. She hadn't slept well while here, constantly thinking about Elliot, about being away and also because she always felt like she had to be on high alert to protect herself. Being nestled against him, the warmth of his body and the fire, and the peace of being somewhere so quiet and still.

Sighing happily, she leaned further into him and he wrapped his arms tightly around her, "You warm enough?"

"Yeah. I'm good." She smiled and pressed her head against his chest, the crackling of the fire and the steady rhythm of his heart lulling her into a trance.

Glancing down at her, he saw the fire casting shadows across her face and his heart jumped in his chest, "You're tired."

She yawned but shook her head, "No. I'm fine."

He laughed and ran his hand up and down her arm, "I'm sure it was hard to get a good night's sleep while undercover."

She frowned, "You could say that."

Adjusting them slightly, he pressed a pillow up and under her head and lay beside her, "We can go into the tent. Get some rest."

Wrapping her leg around his waist she shook her head, "No. I'm good. I like it out here."

But as she spoke, her eyes closed and he smiled, "Okay."

Still she spoke though, "Did you call the kids?"

Leaning forward, he kissed her forehead, "I did. They all say hi. And that they are glad I made it to you."

Olivia smiled and snuggled in closer to him, "Hm…that's good. I missed them too."

Squeezing her tight he rubbed her back, "I love the way you love them."

"They're easy to love." She said with a sigh, "They are part of you."

Elliot closed his eyes, and cradled her against his chest thinking about how he had almost lost her and them. His whole life. "Your letter for the custody hearing…" He felt her shift again so she could look at him, "Liv…that meant the world to me. It was the only one the judge chose to read and…" His voice caught in his throat, "I wanted you to be there so desperately. And it felt like you were."

Reaching her hand up, she traced her fingers across his strong jaw, "I would have been there if I could have El. I'm sorry I wasn't. But I was always certain you would get joint custody. There was no reason to take them away from you. Those kids adore you because you are an amazing Father. To take them away from you…would be wrong."

"What you said made Kathy change her mind." He whispered, "She said it made her understand why I worked so hard…"

Nodding slowly, she kissed him gently, "You work to protect them. I know you see each of them in every victim. I see it in your face…you get this look in your eyes. And I know you are picturing them…"

Swallowing hard, he whispered, "Everytime I picture them…it makes me want to die. The mere thought of something happening to them…"

"I know." She eased his muscles with her hands and nodded, "I know El."

"It's the same with you." He replied, "Like when I thought Gitano had…" He couldn't even finish the thought, "If anything would have happened to you when you were gone…" His hands moved and touched the bruises at her side gently, "Liv…I couldn't take it."

"And you think I can handle thinking about you getting hurt?" She frowned, "You are the most important person in my life. The only person that I trust…that I've let in fully. It kills me. When you were shot before I left…"

"I'm here." He whispered to her, "I'm here Liv."

"And so am I." She leaned in and kissed him again, "The things we see are difficult. And unless you experience it, you will never understand. Kathy can't understand…not fully. I hate what she did to you…what she tried to do. But I also know that if I were in her shoes…and my ex husband was suddenly dating his partner…I probably wouldn't be thrilled either. Doesn't make it right, but I can understand it."

Elliot was quiet for a moment, "I know I hurt her…and I'm not proud of it. But I couldn't help it, Liv. Falling for you was inevitable…and Kathy and I…we weren't soulmates."

"Soulmates, huh?" She asked with a smile, "Are you calling me your soulmate?"

His hands slid further up her back, dancing along her smile and he smiled, "Yeah Liv. You're my soulmate."

"Hmmm…" Sighing happily, she pressed her face back into the crook of his neck and breathed him in, "I like the sound of that."

He smiled against the top of her head, "Close your eyes Liv…"

Yawning she snuggled even closer to him, "Just let me sleep for a few minutes and I promise-"

"We've got all the time in the world now Liv." Resting his head against hers he closed his own eyes, "All the time in the world…"

He knew she was already asleep and he couldn't stop smiling. He was exactly where he wanted to be.

Elliot woke up first, he'd fallen asleep beside her out under the stars, the tent completely forgotten. Glancing down, he saw her still fast asleep and he didn't want to wake her. Dropping a kiss to the top of her head, she shifted slightly, rolling to her other side and continuing to sleep. Carefully, he crawled out of the sleeping bag doing his best not to disturb her. He shivered slightly and made sure to pull the sleeping bag up around her to ensure she was warm enough. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out his black beanie and pulled it up over his head.

Lighting another fire, he stretched and tiptoed around the campsite. It was early, very early and the sun was starting to peek up over the mountains and the lake. Standing by the edge of the water, he took a deep breath and tried to remember the last time he felt so at ease, so content. He loved the city and he couldn't imagine living anywhere else. But sometimes, sometimes he needed some space, sometimes he needed to take a step back and enjoy the little moments with the people he loved most.

He'd missed a lot with his kids. And while he knew that he had worked to keep them safe, he also didn't want to regret missing out any more time with them. They were getting older by the day. Now that he had fifty-fifty custody, he wanted to make the most of it. And if he was going to have another child with Olivia…he didn't want to miss a thing. Standing there thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile. Just the mere thought of her pregnant with his child set his heart on fire. He couldn't wait to see her pregnant. He knew what he wanted. And now that he had almost lost her, he knew he had to make it all a reality.

From her spot by the fire, Olivia stirred slowly reaching behind her, expecting to find Elliot. Instead, her hand hit empty space. Turning, she looked for him and shivered from the loss of him. Glancing around, she saw the fire was burning bright and she knew that there was no way it had burned all night. She couldn't believe how soundly she had slept, especially completely out in the wilderness, not even in the tent. But she assumed the fresh air, the fire, and being wrapped up in Elliot's arms had been just what she needed. Sitting up slowly, she pulled her legs up to her chest, stretched and looked around for him.

When she found him standing by the lake as the sun began to rise, she felt her heart start to beat faster. He looked peaceful, happy. She'd never seen him outside the city and to be here with him, especially after having almost lost him, she felt overwhelmed. Smiling to herself, she reached for his bag and pulled out his camera again and carefully snapped a picture of him just as he had done to her last night. Looking at the picture, she smiled and felt a rush of desire for him. She'd fallen asleep so quickly last night, she missed the opportunity to make love to him by the fire.

After everything he had done to get to her, to prove to her that she was the one that he wanted, she wanted to use this trip as a way to thank him. As a way to prove to him just how mucus he loved him. How much she wanted him. It was cold, but she had goosebumps, more from looking at him than the cold air. Climbing out of the sleeping bag, she walked towards him, being as quiet as she possibly could. When she reached him, her hands snaked up along his back and around his shoulders making him jump slightly. She smiled and leaned in, biting down gently on his ear, "Good morning."

He covered his hands with hers and leaned back against her, "Good morning…"

His voice was husky, deep, filled with sleep and she knew exactly what she wanted. Her hands slid down his back again and she kissed him between his shoulder blades, "Sorry I fell asleep last night…"

"You were tired." He covered her hands with his again as they moved to his front, "You needed your rest so we could enjoy ourselves…"

"I'm very well rested." She said with a smile, "Very, very well rested."

Glancing down, he saw her hands start to move lower, "Is that so?"

"Uh huh." Biting down hard on his neck he shivered, "Must be all that fresh air, the fire, the moon and the stars…" He gasped when her cold hands slid underneath his sweater, "And the really sexy guy sleeping beside me."

Elliot groaned loudly, unable to take his eyes off of her hands as they inched their way lower, "Liv…"

"Shhhh…" She whispered into his ear as she heard him gasp as her fingers wrapped around him.

He inhaled sharply and his head fell back slightly as she moved around him, "I…"

He heard her laugh slightly as she ducked under his arm and suddenly she was dropping to her knees in front of him. His mind was reeling as he watched her, caught up in the moment. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back over her green sweater. Her bangs framing her beautiful face. Glancing up at him, she smiled coyly and licked her lips, her brown eyes twinkling, "You good?"

Elliot laughed deep in his throat, "You're kidding right?"

Dropping his sweat pants lower, she wrapped one hand around the base of him and leaned in to kiss the tip of him, "Just checking…"

He groaned loudly as her tongue slowly licked him from top to bottom, "Nope. Definitely dreaming."

She laughed and licked her way back up, "Nope. You're definitely awake."

And then she wrapped her mouth around him, pulling him all the way in he was lost, "Fuck."

She laughed again as he hit the back of her throat and the vibrations made him shiver. Her hands reached out, racking her fingernails up and down his muscular thighs and his quickly tangled in her hair, tugging slightly, guiding himself in and out of her. She pulled back only slightly, looking up at him through her dark eyes, "I'm going to tell you what you told me in the helicopter…enjoy the view."

Elliot chuckled and shook his head, "Oh…I'm enjoying the view I'm looking at. Trust me."

She smiled and playfully rolled her eyes, "Such a man…"

Pushing his hips closer to her mouth he nodded, "Yep. Definitely a man."

"Thank God for that." She slipped him in her mouth again and groaned around the length of him, "My man…" She mumbled around him.

Elliot inhaled sharply and sucked in his lower lip, moaning softly. Over and over she bobbed her head up and down, "Yours." He hissed loudly. "Forever yours Liv." She loudly moaned her approval of his words and he threw his head back in pleasure, "Damn baby…"

Sliding her hands up and around him, she pulled him even further, deep throating him as her fingers dug into the hard muscles of his ass. She'd never been one to get pleasure when going down on a man, but knowing how much Elliot loved it, love that it was her doing it, made her feel powerful and sexy. One hand slid around his waist, moving lower until she let go of him with a loud pop. Her hand replaced her mouth as she caught her breath, before moving down to lick him up and down again. Her hand moved to gently caress his balls and he shivered again. She smiled against him as she felt his hips thrusting slowly forward. She took every inch of him that she could, whimpering slightly as he hit the back of her throat but she couldn't and wouldn't stop.

His heart was hammering away in his chest and sweat lined his body under his thick sweater. He tried to focus on breathing but all he saw was her. Every fucking fantasy he'd ever had about her, she was all but obliterating. She was the sexiest thing he had ever seen and he knew this was a memory he was never going to forget.

He was so consumed by her, he felt the tension in his body building. Part of him wanted to pull her to her feet and have his way with her. But he also knew she was a woman on a mission. And when Olivia Benson had a goal in mind, she didn't stop for anything. And so for once in his life he decided to stop thinking and to just feel. His eyes closed tight and he moaned deeply as she worked him faster, "Fuck Liv, I'm gonna come…"

She moaned her approval and pulled him deeper still, holding him in place so he couldn't pull away. He huffed loudly, his eyes snapped open and he growled, "Look at me."

Her eyes darted up towards him and he lost all control. The feel of himself buried deep within her warm mouth, her big brown eyes and being in this place, it was all too much. He came hard and fast and she never flinched, swallowing every last drop, still moving her lips over him slowly. He tensed and shuddered as the last of his orgasm ripped through him and he leaned forward suddenly feeling utterly spent. Laughing softly he said, "Well good morning to you too Liv."

Laughing, she pulled away, wiped at her mouth and slowly pulled his sweatpants back up. She felt him pull her hand and she stood up, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her lips to his neck, "Anything else I can do for you today Detective?"

He groaned loudly and held her close, "I think you may in fact be trying to kill me afterall Benson."

"Nah. I want to keep you." She kissed his jaw, his cheek and then his lips, "So I ask again, anything else I can do for you?"

His hands slid up her back, along her neck and into her hair, "Can I hold onto my thought for later? I think you broke me."

Laughing against his lips she nodded, "Whatever you want babe. This trip is all about you."

"No. It's all about us." He corrected her, kissing her softly, "But, I do plan on doing some more of that exploring while we're here. Especially since no one is around to hear us."

"Oh really?" She asked as she massaged his back, "So you have something specific in mind then I take it?"

"Oh you'll find out later. You just checked off a big fantasy of mine." She smirked proudly, "But there is another I wanna experience later if you're game."

She shivered at the thought and nodded, "I'm sure I could be persuaded."

Trailing his hands down her back, he then took hold of her left hand and tugged her back towards the fire, "Good. I think I need a nap first though."

She laughed and followed him, "Man, I did tire you out, huh?"

He laughed, turned and bent slowly, "A bit. But you did the brunt of the work. So hop on."

She giggled and then wrapped herself around him as he lifted her onto his back. Holding on tight she sighed and thought maybe camping wasn't so bad afterall.

They spent most of the day hiking and exploring along the campsite. Elliot was surprised by how much Olivia seemed to enjoy it all, even dragging him along when he himself was getting tired. It felt like they were in their own little bubble where no one else existed. They'd seen a few people here and there on their hike but their campsite was very much separate from the rest of the campers and he was glad for it.

He was kneeling over the fire getting ready to start dinner after a very brisk rinse in the lake. It was late fall but he felt clean and refreshed. He knew Olivia was less than thrilled about the cold water and could practically hear her teeth chattering as she came back. Chuckling to himself he looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, "Getting the fire going. Go change and come back out."

She shivered and held the towel around herself, "Next time, we camp during summer months only, okay?"

He laughed harder as she slipped into the tent, "Hey, you're the one that scheduled this trip."

He heard her rustling around in the tent and could see the outline of her body as she changed, "Yeah, well…I wasn't thinking clearly obviously."

Turning to watch her better he smirked, "To distracted by love?"

He heard her growl and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing again, "You know…usually I think you're cute. Right now I want to throttle you."

Wiping a hand over his face he smiled, "Need some help?"

He saw her tug a large sweatshirt over her head and then go to climb out of the tent, "No."

She was pouting and he knew she was irritated, but she looked so damn adorable. He couldn't help himself. Reaching for her hand, she was stiff but he pulled her down onto his lap in front of the fire, "Come here."

He heard her sigh and reluctantly lean further into him, "I don't like the cold."

Reaching for the hat on his own head, he pulled it down over her head and adjusted her hair, "I know. I was your partner for eight years. Whenever we had to do stakeouts in the winter you were crankier than usual."

"And you were cranky in the summer when it was too hot and we got stuck in the squad car with no AC. So fair is fair." She said wiggling against him trying to get warmer.

Groaning loudly, he stilled her movements and whispered huskily in her ear, "It had less to do with the heat and more to do with being stuck in a small car with you wearing tight, low cut tops and not being able to do anything about it."

Her breath hitched in her throat and it overwhelmed her once again thinking about the fact that he did in fact want her back then. Taking his arms, she wrapped them around her tighter and she smiled, "Too bad we can't be partners anymore then…"

"Hm." He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered, "Yeah…too bad."

"That is…if I even have a job when I get back." She whispered nervously, "I can't expect Cragen to have held the position. Especially if…he found someone."

"She was temporary." He said squeezing her tight, "Always temporary. We have been waiting for you to come back. It's where you belong."

She was quiet, letting his words sink in and he knew she was thinking hard. He knew her well enough that sometimes she needed time to process. Sitting quietly, he held her close, unable to let her go but wanting her to know that he respected her space. After a few minutes, he heard her take a deep breath and he took a chance, "Tell me what you're thinking Liv."

She felt a lump form in her throat as she tried to think of how to answer his question. When she spoke, her voice was laced with emotion and he knew how hard it was for her to admit whatever it was she was feeling, "I was thinking…that I never felt like I belonged anywhere. My home life…my family was always confusing. I alternated between wondering if my Mom even wanted me around or not. And it was hard making real friends because I was never allowed to go to anyone's houses and no one ever wanted to come to my house. No parents trusted my Mom…and the older I got the easier it was to not let anyone in. I was always just a lone wolf…figuring it out as she went along."

Elliot nuzzled into her neck and kissed her cheek, "Liv…you belong at SVU." She turned her head slightly to look at him, he saw tears burning in her eyes, "I knew it the moment you joined the team. You were born for this. What you do for victims…no one can touch that. They trust you. Believe in you. And you never stop until you find justice." Squeezing her closer he whispered, "I promise you, you're coming back and we need you. We've always needed you."

Biting down hard on her lip she sighed, "El…"

"And you know what else?" The smile grew on his face and the firelight illuminated on his face as the sun continued to set, "You belong with me."

Suddenly not so cold anymore, she reached out and touched his cheek, "Yeah. I do."

Pressing his lips to hers, he smiled, "Warmer now?"

"Getting there." She sighed resting against him again, "Definitely getting there."

After dinner, they had stayed sitting by the fire, talking, playing cards and drinking some of their beers. It was dark and the moon was almost completely full. The more relaxed they got, the more Elliot could tell she was coming out of her shell. She was letting go of those emotions from earlier, and just enjoying her time with him like they had been so far on the trip.

Slamming her hand down over his she gasped, "You're cheating!"

"I am not!" Elliot said with a laugh, "How can you cheat playing War? It's whatever comes out of the deck!"

She huffed and moved to shuffle the pile again, "I don't believe you."

"You're really calling me a cheater?" He said with a stern but teasing look, "I'm insulted."

"Elliot, I've spent eight years watching you cheat playing Poker at the squad tournaments. No. I don't trust you." She said with an eye roll.

"It's not really cheating when you're playing with John who has the attention span of a small child." He said with a chuckle, "Especially when he starts drinking."

Olivia chuckled and dealt the cards again, "That is true. But it's mostly because he starts going into the CIA rants more freely once the alcohol hits his system…"

Elliot groaned and took his pile of cards, "No wonder it's been so peaceful the last few days. I haven't had to listen to him tell stories about where JFK is being stored and then listen to Fin start yelling at him for it."

Olivia laughed as they started another round, "Aw man, I've missed that."

"You say that now." He said with a smirk, "I give it a week before you wish you were back here again."

Olivia smiled triumphantly as she continually won each consecutive round, "You're probably right."

He huffed when she won again, "Who is cheating now?"

Olivia laughed and shrugged, "Not cheating. Just lucky."

He laughed as he finally won one and then smiled, "Luck is a myth."

"Oh is that so?" She said gathering up her new cards, "You don't believe in it?"

Elliot shrugged, "I wouldn't say that I don't believe in it…I just think people put too much stalk in it. Life is life."

"Good to know." She scooped up the last group of cards and tapped her pile, "I win."

Sighing, he gathered up his own cards and sliding them towards her, "I give up."

Laughing, she grabbed the rest of the cards and put them back in the pile, "Big baby."

Pretending to pout he leaned back, "Yeah, yeah…"

She watched him for a moment and then a thought occurred to her. Carefully, she crawled towards him and snuggled into his side. He was stiff but she knew it was only a matter of time before he gave up pretending to be bitter, "I'm cold."

"Get a blanket." He said, but there was a smirk on his face and she glared at him, making him start to laugh, "Oh fine…"

Smiling, she leaned into him and felt him wrap his arms around her, "Now was that so hard?"

He felt her wiggle against him and he grasped her hips, "You're gonna make something hard if you keep that up."

She laughed harder and rested her head on her arm, "That reminds me…"

Her voice trailed off and he watched her, rubbing his hand up and down her arm, "Reminds you of what?"

Rolling slightly, she peeked at him and smiled, "This morning…you said something about another fantasy of yours. You told me I'd find out about it later…and technically it's later…"

Elliot cleared his throat and reached for his beer, taking a long swig he offered it to her, "Want some?"

Narrowing her eyes, she took the bottle and frowned, "Are you trying to get my drunk Stabler?"

Laughing he shook his head, "No…not really."

Curious, she sat up a little and took a sip of his beer, "You sure about that?"

He was quiet for a moment, letting his thoughts run wild. He knew what he wanted to ask, he just wasn't sure if she was going to be interested or willing to try. He never wanted to make her uncomfortable, and even now it was hard to ask for things sexually. He was always so hell bent on being respectful and making sure she was comfortable, he didn't want to ruin anything. "Not trying to get you drunk. Not gonna take advantage of you."

Olivia placed the bottle between them, "El?" He lifted his face to look at her and she frowned, "You know you can ask me anything. If I say no…I say no. But I'm not going to be mad at you." He still didn't move and she leaned in, "I trust you completely. And we've done a lot of different things…things I haven't done with anyone else or would have considered. I'm open to your ideas…and we can talk about it."

He watched her carefully, weighed his options and then decided to try his luck. Smiling, he realized he had told her he didn't believe in luck. But looking at her, he was starting to become a believer. Running his fingers along the ever growing beard on his face he grumbled, "Alright…well part one would require you to be in my Rangers Jersey…" She leaned back and he added, "And nothing else."

Settling back again she tried to understand where he could be going with this, "Okay?" Chewing on her lip she said, "Although…I think I'm gonna freeze to death."

Elliot smiled and shook his head, "You'll be plenty warm in no time. I promise." When she didn't respond he shrugged, "You game?"

She only hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood up, "I'm game."

Elliot let out a little shaky breath, "Even without knowing the rest of it?"

Shrugging, she pointed to the tent, "One step at a time, right?"

Elliot watched her and nodded, "Uh huh."

She started to walk away and then asked, "Am I coming back out or are you joining me?"

He contemplated his answer for a moment and then said, "Maybe come out here first and then we'll…move on in there after?"

Still lost but definitely intrigued, she nodded, "Okay. Be right back."

When she walked away, he took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but all he could think about was the possibility of what was about to happen. It seemed like time stood still as he waited by the fire. But finally, he heard her moving back out of the tent. Turning slowly, he saw her anxiously standing there in his jersey and a pair of boots. He smiled, "Look at you…"

Walking towards him, he could tell she was a bit anxious, "Not sure why this does something for you…but it's your fantasy."

He saw her shiver and he pulled her down beside him, "It's sexy looking at you in my shirt."

She shifted slightly, goosebumps growing on her legs, "Okay…"

Reaching out, he held her face close and kissed her, "So fucking sexy…"

Despite her bare skin in the cool night air, as soon as he touched her she felt warmer. She felt that familiar fire burning within her when it came to him. Knowing he found her sexy, that he wanted her was more of a turn on than she could ever explain. It wasn't long before she was lost in his kisses and she barely noticed when he started moving. But when he pulled his mouth away from hers and latched onto her neck, sliding in behind her she gasped, "El…"

"Shhhh…" He whispered, nudging her slightly, "Watch the fire for a few minutes. It's beautiful."

She felt him adjust her so she was sitting between his legs, her back pressed against him. Her breath caught in her throat as he slid his strong hand between her thighs and pushed them apart, "Elliot…"

"Do you trust me?" He asked as his hands raked up and down her thighs.

"You know I do." She sighed, desperate for him to move his hands higher.

"Okay…then watch the fire. We'll take it slow." His hands slid higher and he felt her tense for a moment before relaxing.

Inch by inch, his hands moved closer to the apex of her thighs. His thumb gently teased her clit and she whimpered, her legs falling apart more. The oversized jersey slid off her shoulder and his lips traveled up her neck again, biting down hard on her neck, "You good?"

He continued to tease her gently and she nodded, "Y-yes."

"Good." He smiled as he nibbled on her ear, "Getting warmer?"

Her head fell back slightly as his fingers dipped between her pussy lips, "God yes…"

He felt her rocking her hips slowly against his hand and he felt the moment getting closer to ask what he wanted, "Liv…"

"Mmmm…" She mumbled, caught up in the feel of him, "Yeah?"

Using his free hand, he curled it around her hair and adjusted it to the other side of her neck, "When you were undercover…did you think about me?

Sighing, she rotated her hips, desperate for more friction but he was slowing down, "Wh-what?"

Biting down harder on her neck he whispered, "When you were gone, did you think about me? Because I thought about you…every single night." He pressed a second finger into her and she gasped, "I would lay there at night…thinking about how much I wanted to kiss you. To touch you…to fuck you."

She growled and held onto his legs on either side of her, "Elliot…"

"Did you?" He asked, nuzzling her closer, "Did you think about me? Did you sleep in my jersey and dream about me?" Her breath caught in her throat, "Did you touch yourself because I wasn't there to touch you?"

Her eyes fluttered open and she whimpered, "Elliot…"

"Did you?" He asked again, "Because I did…and I wished it was you. For years I fantasized about you. Tried to be good. But once I had you…Liv you're like a drug. I'm addicted to you and I can't get enough." He sucked on the pulse point on her neck and he whispered, "But the thought of you…in my jersey…touching yourself while you think about me." He growled loudly, "Liv…that's such a turn on for me." He teased her gently and whispered, "So did you think about me and touch yourself?"

Her fingers slid up his arm and she sighed, "Y-yes."

He moaned softly and whispered, "I want to watch you…"

He felt her tense, freeze in his arms and he stopped, afraid he had overstepped his boundaries, "What?"

Tilting her face towards his he smiled, "I want…to watch you."

Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed and she was breathing heavily, "Watch me…"

Elliot swallowed hard, trying to find his courage again but he'd made it this far and he couldn't stop himself, "Yes…I think that would be so fucking sexy."

Taking a deep breath, she watched him and could tell that he was worried. While Elliot was a very sexual person and loved to explore with her, he was also very respectful and would never force her into anything. Never make her do something she wasn't comfortable with. And while the initial request had been…surprising, she also wanted to fulfill his fantasy. And looking at him looking at her, she suddenly felt bold. Leaning forward, she kissed him, never closing her eyes and she could see the fire glowing in his eyes. When she pulled away, she saw that he looked anxious and unsure and slowly she stood up and he followed her with his eyes, "Okay."

She saw him sit up a little straighter and look up at her in surprise, "Okay?"

Reaching her hand out to him she smiled, "Okay…"

Elliot took her hand and she pulled him up off the ground. Slowly, they walked towards the tent and Olivia climbed in. Standing outside, he took a deep breath, tried to remind himself to keep his cool and then climbed in behind her. He saw her adjusting the pillows on the thin mattress and turned to lean back so she could look at him. Sitting across from her, he took a deep breath and smiled when she shifted her legs from side to side, clearly feeling a little vulnerable, "Liv…we don't have to do this…"

"I know…" She whispered, "I want too…I just uh…might need a little help to get started?"

Elliot nodded and slowly crawled over her, leaning down to kiss her, "I can do that."

She sighed happily when he leaned in, pulling her close and once again she got lost in his kisses. His hands roamed up and down her body, caressing her as they continued to make out. He was more than happy to comply because kissing her was one of his favorite past times. But after a while, he was eager for more. Taking her hand, he pressed it between them and began to slide it down towards the hem of her shirt so that her fingers had to graze her own thighs. He stopped and pulled back, "This okay?"

She bit down on her lip and nodded, "Uh huh…"

Smiling, he leaned in and started to kiss her neck again, inching her hands lower, "So…tell me Olivia. Did you miss me while you were gone?"

Her own fingers guided by him began to tease her wet pussy lips, "So much."

Nudging her gently with his nose, "Show me." She groaned loudly and he smiled, "Show me what you did when you missed me…how you would lay there in my shirt and think about me."

She felt his hands start to move away from hers and she wanted to feel nervous and yet she felt empowered and sexy as all hell. He sat back slightly, his lower lip pressed between his teeth as he kept his eyes trained on her. She knew he was trying to be chivalrous but she also wanted him to enjoy this. Moving one of her legs, she nudged him back farther and he fell back until she opened her legs further, his jersey riding up her thighs. He groaned and watched in the dim light as she exposed herself fully to him and it was already better than he could have imagined. His own pants grew tighter and he sighed as he watched her lift one of her hands, dipping her fingers into her mouth, swirling them around before lowering them to her thighs again, "This is what you want?"

Elliot took a deep breath and couldn't help but rub himself through his sweatpants, "Fuck yes."

Adjusting herself against the pillows, she inched her fingers up higher until they lightly began to trace the outside of her pussy. "You want to watch me touch myself? Fuck myself with my fingers wishing it was you?"

He smiled, knowing she was more than willing to play into this fantasy of his, "Is that what you think of? You think about me touching you like that?"

She nodded slowly, "Uh huh." She sighed and tilted her head back as one of her fingers began to slide inside of her, "And it wasn't just the last six weeks…"

The growl that escaped his lips came low from his chest and he squeezed down on his hard cock, "Oh yeah? You've thought about me before?"

Rolling her head to the side she pressed a second finger inside of pussy and whimpered, "Yes. For years."

His eyes roamed down her body, still running along the length of him through his grey sweatpants, "What did you think about Olivia?"

Her free hand moved to rub her clit as she pumped her fingers in and out of herself, "I thought about you…tossing me down on the interrogation table or your desk during one of our arguments. I thought about you touching me…every inch of me you could. Punishing me for standing up to you or a perp."

His hand slid up to his waist and slowly he pushed down the waistband, needing to touch his aching cock, "Punishing you huh?"

She was already feeling such pleasure, she almost forgot what she was doing, where they were, "Uh huh. Bending me over, showing me you were in charge."

His hand stroked his cock up and down as he watched her fingers moving in and out, swirling around her clit, her legs trembling, "Fuck Liv. Keep going. Tell me more."

Lifting one of her hands, she licked it again before placing it back on her clit, rubbing harder, "You'd pin me down, pull my hair…" She growled and shoved a third finger quickly inside of herself, "Make me beg for it…"

His hand ran along the tip of him, and he shuddered, "You want me to fuck you against the table? Where anyone could walk in?"

She lifted her hips slightly and moved her fingers faster, too far gone into her fantasy to care about holding back, "God yes. I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk straight and everyone knows what we did."

He inched closer to her, still pumping his hand up and down, "They'll know you're mine Olivia. Everyone will know."

She smirked and slowly her eyes opened as her mouth dropped open, "They already know El. They know I belong to you. That you're the only one I want."

His eyes were transfixed on the show between her legs, mesmerized by her movements, "Look at you…"

She laughed deep in her throat feeling the heat rise in her body as she watched him , "You like this…you like me fucking myself like this?"

He bit down hard on his lip and nodded, never stopping his own hand, "Yes. Go faster. Deeper…"

Pressing her feet firmly into the ground, her legs fell open wider and she began to move her fingers faster, pushing all the way in until they couldn't go any further, "Fuck. Fuck…"

"That's it Liv." He reached out with one hand to massage her thigh, "Keep going baby. Just like that…make yourself come and think about me." She whimpered again, her hips rocking in time with her fingers, "Pretend it's me…my thick fingers buried deep inside of you. Just like I did that first night…and in the helicopter. Fuck yourself until you come just for me."

He heard her breathing harder, saw her skin flush and he knew she was close, "Elliot…"

"That's right…" He pressed his fingers harder into her thigh, "Come on baby. Don't stop. Come for me."

Lifting her hips higher she gasped, rubbing her clit faster, practically tasting her release, "Elliot…fuck…please…"

Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to the inside of her knee desperate for a closer look. He could hear her arousal, see it on her fingers, "Yes Olivia…so close. I know you're almost there. Show me."

When his lips touched her thigh again she cried out, feeling her body rise and fall hard. Herorgasm was intense and she had to try and force her eyes open because she wanted to see his reaction. He was pumping furiously against his own cock bent over watching her and she screamed loudly as a second wave of pleasure shook her to her core. Her legs clamped down shut around her fingers and she cried out again, "Fuck El!"

He hummed low in his throat, "God I can't believe you're mine."

She felt spent and yet watching him, she felt another rush of desire and need. Pulling her hands from between her legs, she moved quickly and he couldn't process what was happening. But suddenly she was pushing backwards, shimmying his pants down to his knees and straddling his waist, "Oliv-" He gasped when he felt her sink down him, "ia-" he finished in disbelief, "Jesus Christ…"

Bunching up the jersey around her waist, she rode him hard and fast, "You make me crazy."

His hands slid around to her ass, squeezing tight, "You have no fucking idea babe. Jesus…" His hips lifted up off the ground and she held onto his chest firmly, "You're so tight."

Her muscles were still contracting around his cock as he filled her and she felt sweat trickling down her spine, the cold night long forgotten. Leaning forward, she moved her hand to his lips, still covered in her juices. She traced his bottom lip and smiled, "Taste."

He growled, sucking her finger into his mouth and his eyes rolled back, "Fuck Liv…"

He bit down hard on her finger and she rolled her hips faster, "You feel so good."

He slipped her hand from his mouth and he smiled up at her, meeting her thrust for thrust, "Better than when you do it yourself?"

She laughed and leaned forward, crushing her lips against his, tugging on his lower lip, "So much better. Hard, thick, you fill me just right, stretching me. Making me ache for you…"

His fingers dug into her ass more firmly, "Yeah? You love having my cock buried deep inside of you? Filling you?"

She fell abc slightly, sinking further into him, feeling another orgasm building, "Yes! Don't fucking stop!"

His large hands fisted each side of her ass and be bit down hard on his lip, "Fuck Liv…I'm gonna…"

She squeezed around him and lowered her head so she could look right at him, "Come. Come inside of me. I want to feel it. I want to feel you."

"Not without you." He growled, "Come with me."

She knew what he was asking and she was more than willing to comply knowing she was already on edge. Moving her right hand, she rolled her fingers around her clit, meeting the speed of his thrusts, "Olivia…fuck I love you."

Biting down hard on her lips, she pushed back against him and whispered, "And I love you."

With one more roll of her hips, his cock tightened and he exploded deep within her, feeling her muscles contract around him as he followed right behind. They were both panting, moaning, calling out to each other without fear of being too loud or holding back. He thrust up into her a few more times and she whimpered as he pulled her closer, wrapping his hands in her hair, kissing her firmly, "Holy shit."

Her body shook and jumped as tiny little tremors wracked through her system, "Elliot…Christ…"

He laughed and ran his fingers through her hair, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, "Damn girl…"

She laughed and kissed him gently, tracing his lower lip with her thumb, "So…what's the consensus? Did I live up to that fantasy?"

Smirking, he kissed her again and nodded, "Babe, you blew my fantasy out of the water. And…you made me change my mind."

She laughed slightly and slowly pulled away from him, curling up against his side feeling her legs ache deliciously, "About what?"

"Luck." He said with a heavy sigh as he wrapped her in his arms, "It definitely exists. Because I am the luckiest son of the bitch on the planet."

Pressing her face into the crook of his neck she smiled, "Glad you think so El." She sighed happily and held her hand against his chest, feeling his heart beat fast, "You changed my mind too." Tilting her head to look up at him, she saw him looking at her curiously, "Camping definitely has its perks. I like that I don't have to be quiet while you fuck me."

He hummed low in his throat and quickly rolled them over, trapping her beneath him, "Yep. Definitely the luckiest son of the bitch on the planet if not the universe."

He heard her laughing as he attacked her neck with his lips and both of them in that moment, they could never have another love. Because no one would ever compare…