Kiss To Kiss

Part 4

Rated: R for Slight Language

Author's Note: Okay I know that some of you are unhappy about Olivia hooking up with Monica in Elliot's body. I also know some of you have expressed that there isn't enough EO-ness in the story, but Olivia sleeping with Monica is part of the plot that I need to establish. YES THERE WILL BE EO IN THIS STORY but not right away…just be patient and read on! Thank you.

Olivia went back to Elliot's place first to get changed into something different. It took her long enough to figure out what she wanted to wear and she doubted that Elliot had ever taken this long to get dressed for work. She chose an old comfortable pair of jeans and a tight black t-shirt; she thought she should look casual like she wasn't trying her hardest to get in bed with someone right away. She went into the kitchen and looked in the fridge for something to drink. She found some bottled water and took it out and opened it up. Other then the water there was barely any food in the kitchen at all, Elliot really was living the bachelor life. She looked around and started to feel sorry for him, all alone in this big house…how did he deal with it? She looked at her watch and saw that it was 3:15, Monica should be back by now, why hadn't she returned the call? Olivia decided to give it another 15 minutes and if she didn't receive a call she would go back to her apartment. She was almost positive that if Elliot was wrapped up in a book he probably didn't notice that she had been gone for so long and maybe he wouldn't even notice that she was about to go see Monica. If he did call when she was with Monica then she would just tell him that Monica had found more information on the bracelet and wanted her to come over. She felt sort of bad that she was already thinking up excuses but she wanted to do this more then anything. She sat down on the couch and reached for the remote for the TV when her phone rang. She took it out of her back pocket and flipped it open it was Monica. She smiled, pressed send, and put the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" She said casually not trying to sound to excited or nervous at the prospect of having sex with another woman. Once again she questioned why she was doing this but even as she thought of Monica she started to get aroused. How could she turn her down? Could she say she changed her mind? But then again she really hadn't changed her mind.

"It's Monica, you can come over now if you want." She replied and Olivia could hear a smile in her voice. Monica's voice had changed slightly, it was deep and sensual she definitely sounded ready for sex. Olivia nodded slowly and stood up and walked into the kitchen where she had placed her car keys and picked them up.

"I'll be there in about thirty minutes." Olivia said and then said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. She walked outside and got in her car, she felt as if there was no turning back now. She was going to do what she had to…no…wanted to do and nothing was going to stop her.

After she arrived she was taken straight up to Monica's bedroom. That's where things began and they were wild and hot things, things that she never dreamed of. They actually managed to have sex twice and Olivia couldn't believe her…well…Elliot's stamina. After they finished fucking, that's the word Olivia used because it was in no way love making, Monica lay next to her smoking a cigarette. All of a sudden Olivia was overcome with guilt. What had she done? Her brain throbbed as she went over all of the events. Sure it was fun and pleasurable but really what had she accomplished?

"Oh by the way Liv," Monica said and then rolled over so her hand was on Olivia's bare chest, "I did some looking and I couldn't find anything on the bracelet, but I have many books and a lot of friends who are into the occult so I'm sure I'll be able to put something together for you." She smiled and took another drag from her cigarette and got out of bed slowly. She walked towards the set of glass doors that were to the right of her bed, grabbed her black silk robe from the top of the dresser, and put it on. She looked back at Olivia and opened one of the doors that lead out onto a balcony.

"Don't call me Liv," Olivia said in a rather angry tone of voice, now that it was over she didn't like what she had done, "Next time I see you I want it to be Detective Benson." She pulled on her pants and reached for the black t-shirt that lay on the foot of the bed. Monica turned and looked at her and smiled wickedly.

"I know you had fun," She said and flicked the ash of her cigarette out of the doorway, "You being a bitch is just an act but whatever. I'll be calling you later with information. You can show yourself out I'm sure." And with that she stepped out onto the balcony and shut the door behind her. Olivia growled in frustration, there was absolutely no need for Monica to act so high and mighty about everything. She pulled on the t-shirt and then her shoes and headed out of the house. She couldn't have been happier to get to her car.

By the time she got back to her apartment it was six o'clock and Elliot was waiting for her. She checked her watch as she got in the door and winced slightly. How was she going to explain it taking three hours to go to his place and get dressed? Well she could throw in that she stopped to see Monica, but she hadn't really obtained any more new information so when he asked her for it he would find out that it was a lie. Once he saw her he walked over to her and opened his mouth to talk, but then stop and sniffed the air around her.

"You had sex with someone!" He nearly yelled, and it wasn't a question either. She stepped back away from him but he came towards her again, "Who the hell did you have sex with?" He sniffed again and his eyes went wide. He could smell perfume on her and even though he was glad that she hadn't done it with a man, the relief was very brief.

"Elliot I can explain…"

"Explain what? Using my body to have sex with some strange woman? I didn't even think you were into women Olivia!" He stormed into the kitchen and started looking through cabinets he needed something to drink, something strong. He actually didn't think he had been this pissed ever, well not with her at least.

"It was just with Monica…" She said trying to act casual about it. Elliot found what he was looking for, a bottle of vodka, and so he opened it and took a large gulp. He didn't know why his first instinct was to get totally smashed but he was in Olivia's body maybe they just worked differently, "It's not like it was just some random woman."

"Monica? As in Monica Edwards, the woman we met this morning?" He took another drink and walked into the other room to the couch, taking the bottle with him. She followed him biting her bottom lip and wondering exactly what he was planning to do.

"Don't get drunk in my…"

"In your what? Your BODY? Well gee Olivia how about I go out and have sex with a random guy? Maybe someone at work…anyone you've had your eyes on lately?" He sat down on the couch angrily and took another drink. Olivia took in a deep breath and walked over to him again and sat down next to him, he instantly got up and moved as far away from her as he possibly could. "Out of ALL of the things you could have done in my body you had sex…thanks…really." As he said the last two words he was amazed to hear his voice breaking down. He could feel tears stinging his eyes and he couldn't believe it, was he actually going to cry over this? Olivia noticed the change in his voice and moved closer to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Elliot…"

"Was it good Liv?" He asked her as he shrugged her hand off of his shoulder, "Did she blow you?"

"Elliot…"

"No!" He stood up pulling away from her all together, "I want you to leave."

"This is my apartment." She said softly although she didn't know what state of mind he was in and maybe it was better that she left. He glared at her and a tear spilled down his cheek, Olivia guessed it was easier for him to cry in her body because she was programmed differently. As for her she knew that she wanted to cry but something just wasn't clicking in her head and she wasn't able to do it. After all she was in Elliot's body his emotions probably worked differently.

"Go back to my place," He glared at her, a stone cold glare that chilled her to the bone, "Besides we have to keep up appearances…" She didn't know what else she could say to him, she didn't know if she could even calm him down. It was weird watching her body react the way it was, watching yourself cry was not a very easy thing to see. "I'll see you at work tomorrow."

"But…"

"We have to go in we have a case." He insisted. She closed her eyes for a moment and took in a deep breath. She opened her eyes and looked at him and nodded slightly. She got up and headed for the door, she didn't even try to say anything because she was sure it wouldn't come out right if she did. "Can I trust you not to go back to her?" He said right before she was about to walk out. She turned back and looked at him.

"It was a mistake, it won't happen again." She replied honestly, she knew it was a mistake even as she was doing it but seeing his reaction really put her over the top with guilt. He nodded slightly and she wasn't sure he even believed her but she didn't want to hang out with him any longer, at this point she thought it was best to just leave him alone, he wouldn't let her consol him anyway. She headed back down to her car and if Elliot's body would have let her cry, she probably would have been doing just that.

End Part 4