Chapter 2: Would you Drive me Home?

A/N: Thanks for all the really enthusiastic reviews! I'm really glad that people enjoyed this. I enjoyed writing it. This chapter is to the Song "Would you light my Candle". It has some E/O…and it makes mostly sense. Please no flames. They're rude. Enjoy the chapter, and I'll update fairly quickly. I've been able to do most of the major songs, but not all.

Despite Elliot's earlier refusal to work, he had been following dead end leads all day. Tips came in, he thought they would lead somewhere, and nothing ever happened. The media was all over this, calling the guy the random rapist. He hadn't raped anyone yet today, but that was just lucky.

He was In his office late, he thought he was the last one there. Then he heard a knock at his door, and saw his partener Olivia Benson there. She looked different…he guessed it was the stress. All the victims of the "random rapist" matched her physical description.

ELLIOT: What do you want?

OLIVIA: Got a car?

ELLIOT: Yes I do, you…look worried.

OLIVIA: It's nothing, I just need to sleep. And I've done a little too much work. Would you drive me home? Why aren't you answering?

Olivia wasn't really tired. She was nervous. In fact, she was down right scared. A case had never made her scared before. This guy was targeting people like her, and he wasn't discriminating. For all she knew, she could be next.

ELLIOT: It's nothing, you're eyes today…you look worried.

Olivia sits down in a chair and shivers despite the heat.

ELLIOT: Are you all right?

OLIVIA: Just haven't slept that much today, We need to catch this guy right away. What?

Elliot didn't really notice he was staring, but he was. He could tell Olivia was frightened, but she would not admit it.

ELLIOT: Nothing. Today you remind me of…

OLIVIA: I always reminded you of – is it Kathy?

Elliot was shocked to hear his ex-wife's name, but it was true that he once felt about Kathy the way he feels about Olivia. Not anymore.

ELLIOT: Never mind, it doesn't matter.

OLIVIA: Of course it does. Sorry 'bout your wife. Would you drive me home?

ELLIOT: Um…

OLIVIA: What!

Olivia get's up, and walks closer to Elliot's desk. She is very close to him, when she stubs her toe on a loose floorboard. She stumbles towards Elliot. She doesn't immediately notice, but somehow, her gun falls from her holster and onto the floor.

OLIVIA: Damn!

ELLIOT: Oh the floorboard, it's…

OLIVIA: Loose now.

Olivia moves so close to Elliot that she's practically on top of him. She gently touches his shoulder, but Elliot knows it'll go further.

OLIVIA: I like when we're touching…

ELLIOT: Shoulders, whatever. Um, so, goodbye!

Olivia turned to leave, but she realized her gun was missing. She knocked on the door.

ELLIOT: Do you still need a ride?

OLIVIA: No, I think that I dropped my gun.

ELLIOT: You must be really scared cause how else could you drop your gun? You worry me?

Olivia shrugged off his comment and started searching everywhere for her gun. How could she have been so stupid and dropped. After she looked everywhere, she gave up.

OLIVIA: Damn, I'm panicking, I know I had it somewhere before. This is bad. How far could it go?

Elliot had gotten on his hands and knees and helped her search for her gun. It wasn't a very big room, so it had to be there somewhere. They just had to keep looking.

ELLIOT: Dunno.

He had abandoned looking for the gun. Instead he was looking at Olivia. He knew that in the position she was in, crawling around on the floor, he shouldn't be looking. She was just so beautiful, that he couldn't help it.

OLIVIA: They say that I have the best ass in the precinct, is it true?

ELLIOT: What?

OLIVIA: You're staring again.

Elliot turned beet red at this suggestion. Indeed he was staring. How did she always know? He quickly turned away, and tried to save himself.

ELLIOT: Uh no, I mean you do, I mean…you're really pretty.

OLIVIA: Like you're dumb ex-wife.

Elliot winced when she mentioned Kathy, but continued to turn the tables on her.

ELLIOT: Only when you're riled, but usually you're prettier.

It was Olivia's turn to blush. She had always wanted Elliot to call her pretty. She knew he thought so.

OLIVIA: How bout we go to an all night club. We don't have to work, we'll dance.

Olivia just wanted to be with Elliot, and she wanted to get away from their job. She moved closer to Elliot, but he pushed her away.

ELLIOT: I guess…but I have more work to do.

OLIVIA: Just blow it off.

Elliot was tempted to take her advice and blow off work. He would like nothing more than to dance the night away with Olivia. Recently, he couldn't stop thinking about her. It appeared she felt the same way.

ELLIOT: I don't wanna distract you from our work.

OLIVIA: Well, I'll live.

ELLIOT: I wouldn't recognize you with a dress on.

OLIVIA: Would you drive me home? Oh, would you drive me home?

Olivia sure wasn't letting up. She wanted a ride, and she wouldn't stop till she got it. She was regained her former aggressive stance.

ELLIOT: Why don't you forget your gun and I'll just drive you home.

OLIVIA: Never mind, I can take care of myself.

ELLIOT: I know that you can take care of yourself. I once had confidence like that.

Why was he being like this? Olivia only wanted a ride, maybe they could get to talking, maybe something could happen. Now Elliot was resisting her, and he was making fun of her. Well, she wasn't going down without a fight.

OLIVIA: I just know I'm strong.

ELLIOT: I used to cry.

Olivia's eyes had been tearing up, both out of frustration, and fear. It was also because of the emotions she had pent up for so long. She was letting them out, and getting no where.

OLIVIA: It's allergies!

ELLIOT: I used to be obsessive.

OLIVIA: Now and then I like to, let go.

Elliot spotted Olivia's gun on the floor, and picked it up. He decided not to give it to her yet. She was being too difficult.

ELLIOT: Still can't find it.

OLIVIA: Would you drive me home? Oh, won't you drive me home?

ELLIOT: My car might have a flat.

Olivia knew that Elliot was lying. He just didn't want to be around her. She was not backing down.

OLIVIA: We could really walk, you know that it's not that far!

ELLIOT: I really don't feel like walking, I have lots to do before I leave.

She couldn't believe that Elliot kept blowing her off! She wasn't that horrible. She had never felt so rejected. Elliot sat down behind his desk, and she sat really close to him.

OLIVIA: God damn it, God damn it.

Elliot was finally accepting that Olivia wasn't leaving. He held her hand, and stared into her dark brown eyes.

ELLIOT: Soft hands

OLIVIA: You too…tall…the best partener. Let's just go.

ELLIOT: With you?

OLIVIA: Of course, no one else here.

ELLIOT: Whatever.

Olivia took Elliot by the hand. She led him towards the door, leaving his office behind. She didn't know where they were going, but she knew something had changed between them. She took her gun off his deskand replced it in her holsterShe had nbever needed a ride home, but Elliot knew that.

OLIVIA: We'll have a…we'll have a…we'll have a….great time!

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