Layover
Chapter 13--Happy Anniversary
A/N: So this is the last chapter folks! Please don't kill me! Put the weapons down and back away slowly. You will be pleased to know that I am leaving this open for a sequel though I have not decided if I will write one or not. Maybe if I get enough reviews asking for one….hint hint! Lol Enjoy!
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Apartment of Olivia Benson
Olivia awoke that morning with no idea of what lay ahead of her. To her sleep deprived mind it was merely another day, another day to catch the perps, another day to comfort the victims. It was an endless cycle of pain and depression with no outlet other than Elliot. When her thoughts turned to him, a smiled graced Olivia's face. She couldn't believe that they had survived an entire six months with all the harassment from their coworkers, good natured as it may be. It was a hell of a ride, but one that Olivia wouldn't trade a single moment from.
Olivia left her building ahead of schedule so she decided to stop at her favorite bakery along the way. It had been quite some time since she had had one of their famous peanut butter filled, chocolate covered donuts. Sure it wasn't the healthiest breakfast, but it hit the spot nonetheless. Grabbing two coffees, one for herself and one for Elliot, she headed out and continued her trek to the stationhouse.
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SVU Squadroom
16th Precinct
Elliot shut the top drawer of Olivia's desk and double checked it to make sure nothing was out of place. He knew Olivia was completely aware of every detail about her personal space; she would know if a single pen was out of place. Sighing with contentment he returned to his own desk and took a seat, pulling out a file and reviewing it.
"Morning," Munch called as he entered the bullpen and took a seat at his desk across from Olivia's.
"Morning John," Elliot answered.
"Well someone is in a good mood this morning."
"Any reason I shouldn't be?" laughed Elliot.
"I guess not," John added. "It's kinda nice to see you happy instead of your usual brooding self."
"Why thanks John. I'm glad you are still your usual cynical, sarcastic self."
Munch laughed as he made his way to the coffee machine to start the day's brew. "Okay who hid the filters?"
"I did," Fin announced entering the room. "I told you to stay away from the coffee maker."
"You have a problem with the way I make coffee?" Munch asked his former partner.
"If you want to call that crap you make 'coffee'," Fin said earning a laugh from Elliot who sat at his desk observing the unfolding scene. "That stuff is strong enough to take the paint off a car."
"No one else seems to mind," John shot back.
"Yeah we do," Olivia joined in. She walked over to Elliot's desk and handed him a steaming cup of coffee before taking a seat at her desk. "Luckily we don't have to worry about it."
"Hey," Fin objected, "how come I don't get any coffee? I'm your partner."
Olivia smiled and shrugged. "Sorry Fin, old habits die hard."
"See if I take a bullet for you," he growled in fake anger. "I'll make the coffee." Munch took a seat at his desk as Fin busied himself with making the coffee.
Cragen came out of his office a few moments later. "Who's catching?" he asked.
Olivia was half way through her donut and managed to swallow a mouthful of peanut butter before answering. "Munch and I."
"We got a rape victim at St. Catherine's. Get down there and get her statement," he said before disappearing again.
Olivia finished her donut quickly and grabbed her jacket off the back of her chair. She was only a few steps from the door when Elliot stopped her. He grabbed her elbow gently and pulled her back into the Squadroom. "What?"
"I need the file from the Ensberg case," he said calmly.
"It's in my desk. Top drawer," she answered before attempting to leave once again.
Elliot grabbed her elbow again. "Can you get it for me?" he asked.
Olivia stared at him in confusion. "What's up El?"
"Please?" 'C'mon Liv don't make me beg,' he thought. This wasn't how the plan was supposed to work.
"Sure," Olivia agreed cautiously. She eyed Elliot for a few seconds before returning to her desk and opening the top drawer. She grabbed the file, shut the drawer and handed it to him.
"You're not making this very easy Liv," Elliot sighed.
"What are you talking about?"
"Open your drawer again."
"El…"
"Just work with me here," Elliot pleaded.
Olivia sighed and opened the drawer again. She peered in and this time noticed two folded papers sitting on top. She looked at Elliot and picked them up to examine them. "Plane tickets?"
"Look at the destination," Elliot instructed with a smile.
Olivia looked down at the tickets and immediately her eyes started to sparkle. "Miami?"
"Maybe we'll actually make it this time," laughed Elliot.
Olivia immediately threw her arms around his neck and brought her lips crashing to his. Elliot's arms encircled her waist and pulled her body close. Their lips parted, but they still remained in each other's embrace.
"Happy 6-month anniversary Olivia," he whispered.
Olivia smiled and brought her lips to Elliot's ear. "Think we can find a hotel with a nice shower?"
