I Know This One
Chapter 9-- Let's Talk About It
A/N: This chapter is gonna have a bit of adult content in it, so consider yourself warned. Notice I changed the rating of the whole story, basically because of this chapter. Enjoy the EO goodness!
"So what d'we got here people?" Cragen asked. He was sitting perched on the corner of Olivia's desk while Munch and Fin sat at their own desks and Elliot and Olivia took either side of the white, dry-erase board.
"Melody Banks was found here," Elliot started pointing to a small red circle made to indicate the location of the crime scene on the map of Manhattan that was taped to the board.
"And Nate was attacked here," Olivia added circling the location with a large blue marker, "three blocks away."
"So who looks good?"
"Well we've got Brian Beckner," Elliot said.
"The geeky science nerd who couldn't get laid if his life depended on it," Munch threw in from the sideline.
Olivia laughed softly thankful that at least one of them kept a sense of humor. It was always nice to have Munch around to break the ice in tough situations. "His alibi is shaky for Banks but we know he wasn't the one that attacked Nathan because he was here when the attack occurred."
"Thus brings in our old friend Greg," Fin interjected.
Elliot taped up a picture of Gregory Myers from the last time he was arrested for assault during a bar fight. "Greg's got a record with us, albeit a rather tame one. One assault and battery last year, got arrested at Jack's Tavern over on Columbus. Pled out and got probation and five hundred hours of community service which I'm told he is still doing."
"He have an alibi for the night Melody was murdered?" Cragen asked after absorbing all the information.
"Says he was at the library studying but there's no one to corroborate that," Olivia said.
"And how do these two know each other?"
"Lab partners last semester," Elliot answered. "Said they were acquaintances but not that close."
Cragen thought for a minute before speaking. "Bring them both in for questioning, see if you can get either to flip on the other."
As the crowd dispersed, Olivia grabbed a few of the files that were cluttering her desk and decided to return them to the file room from which they came. Elliot watched silently as she left the room and no one else followed, deciding that this was his chance. Grabbing a few stray files he followed his partner's footsteps making sure that no one would notice them. Although it was nothing out of the ordinary to see the two together in the hallways.
Elliot stepped into the file room and closed the door behind him loudly causing Olivia to jump and spin on her heel, fully ready to attack whoever it was.
"Geez Elliot," she sighed. "You know someday you're gonna sneak up on me and I'm just gonna clock you."
"Sorry," he apologized with a smile. He dropped the files on top of the cabinet and turned to Olivia with a serious look on his face. "When are we going to talk about this?"
"What's there to talk about?" she asked refusing to look her partner in the eye.
"C'mon Olivia," Elliot sighed stepping in front of her. "You can't tell me that you don't still think about that night."
Olivia dropped her head, staring at the floor tiles. She'd never admit it, but there wasn't a night that went by that she didn't think about the night they had spent together. She remembered the feeling of having Elliot above her, to feel him thrust into her, fill her. It was a feeling that she would never forget, a feeling of complete wholeness and peace. If she closed her eyes she could feel his fingertips dancing over her breasts; she could hear his moans filling her ears and his husky voice whispering in her ear.
"I know that look Olivia," Elliot whispered. He closed the gap between them until they were only inches apart. "You're thinking about it."
"So what if I am?" she asked with an annoyance in her voice. "That doesn't mean anything."
"Tell me you're not remembering me on top of you," he whispered. "All I can think about is the smell of your skin, the taste of your lips, the sound of your voice when you came beneath me." As he spoke Elliot trailed his fingertips up Olivia's arms and back down. "Can you honestly tell me that night meant nothing?"
"Of course it meant something," she said in a softer tone. Olivia reached her hands out and touched Elliot's face lightly. He leaned into her touch, placing his own hand on top of hers. "But we both know what would happen if we let this thing run our lives."
"This thing is called love Olivia," Elliot whispered moving her hand from his cheek until it rest above his heart. "I've known it since the moment I saw you, but I've never been able to admit it to myself let alone anyone else."
"You know as well as I do that we can't do this," Olivia argued. She let her arm go limp, expecting her hand to fall away from his chest, but to her surprise Elliot held her hand to his chest.
"Screw IAB," he growled in frustration. "There's got to be a way around this."
"One of us would have to leave the unit," she supplied. "And don't even tell me you'd be willing to leave because I know that's a lie." The silence fell between them filled only with the hushed voices of those outside the file room and the sound of their breathing. "They're gonna be looking for us," Olivia finally spoke.
"Let them look," he answered. Without hesitation he grabbed the back of her head and brought their lips crashing together.
Even if she had wanted to fight it, Olivia knew she was powerless when his lips were involved. It's like they had some sort of magnetic connection to her own and it was useless to resist. She felt his hands come to rest on her hips as he backed her against the filing cabinet.
"We gotta stop," Elliot said.
"Why?" Olivia asked. "I thought this is what you wanted."
"It is," he smiled and placed a chaste kiss on her lips, "but if we don't stop now I won't be able to."
Olivia laughed and rested her hand on Elliot's chest. "We don't need anyone walking in on that. Help me put these files away and we can get the rest of the day over with."
They spent the next few minutes putting files into the correct drawers before a knock at the door interrupted their conversation. "Captain's looking for you," Munch called to Elliot before turning and leaving.
"Wonder what that was about," Elliot said.
"Don't know but we better get back out there before they come looking for us again," Olivia laughed. She grabbed the door knob but stopped when she felt Elliot's hand on top of her own. She turned to question his actions only to find his face a few inches from her own. "Something I can help you with, Detective?"
"I was just wondering if we could continue this a little later? Say my place around 9?" he asked bringing his lips to her neck. "You bring the pizza, I'll supply the beer."
"I'll think about it," she replied seductively. "You better go see what Cragen wants." She exited quickly before Elliot had a chance to stop her.
Elliot took a deep breath to calm himself before making his way across the bullpen and knocking on Cragen's door. "You wanted to see me sir?"
"Take a seat Elliot," the Captain said in a friendly voice. He waited until the younger man closed the door and sat in one of the chair before continuing. "Look I know you may not want to hear this but you know I have to have this talk with you."
"About the case?"
"Yeah," Cragen sighed. "You know since your daughter is involved in this you're gonna be under a magnifying glass. Your behavior will be picked apart with IAB at the smallest mention."
"I know sir," Elliot sighed. He was no stranger to IAB involvement in his life. He was fairly certain he was at the top of their list of cops they would like to see riding a desk. "I promise my conduct will be nothing short of professional."
Captain Cragen smiled. "Just get this guy off the street and maybe I can get a weekend off for you and your partner. Give you two a chance to unwind."
Elliot smiled and tried not to laugh at the images that popped into his mind. 'Oh we could find a few ways to unwind,' he thought mischievously. "Thank you very much sir," he said before leaving the older man's office.
"So what'd the Captain want?" Olivia asked as she shrugged her coat on.
"Just wanted to make sure that I was staying professional on the case," he laughed grabbing his own coat. "Where are we off to?"
"Munch and Fin are going to pick up Brian," Olivia said.
"Which leaves us with our old pal Greg."
There you go folks. I know it took me a while to update but the semester is nearly over and then I'll have much more time to write. Don't forget to review. I live on your feedback!
