Don't own 'em!

Hey people! Sorry it's been two months since I've updated. It's my 16th B-day today so I want to celebrate with an update! Gotta go and prepare my party. Hope you like it!

Elliot's POV

That smug little guy's attitude rubbed me the wrong way. A lot of suspected perps do that to me. Fin was busy so I radioed Cragen and told him that Olivia was still inside the perp's apartment. Why did she have to go undercover? Having to be the "bait"? Doesn't she know that the squad can't replace a person like her if something goes wrong? I shouldn't think about Olivia leaving. Why couldn't Casey be the prostitute, huh? She loves this undercover shit. I'm not sure if anyone would pick her up though. I walked further into the dark alley and sat myself down on a trash container. I adjusted my earpiece as I look up at a lighted window and what do ya know, it's our perp.

"The perp has re-entered the building. From the appearance, it looks like he's in his bedroom."

"Okay. Keep on eye on him Stabler."

"Yes, Captain."

I stood up to get a better view. Where's Liv? Our perp closed his bedroom door and that's when another one opened. I flipped up my eye-patch to get my 20/20 vision back. It was Olivia. The perp stepped over to her and kissed her on the lips. This is when I wish Casey was doing this. I looked down at the alley floor and picked up a nice sized rock. I pulled my arm back and tried to aim exactly for that SOB's eye socket.

"Elliot, what are you doing?" Cragen asked me over the headset.

"I'm just merely playing along with my and Benson's character's, sir." I answered calmly as I changed my stance.

"Stabler, if you love Olivia so much that you're going to jeopardize this mission then-"

"Love? Captain, I am not in love with my partner."

"I never said you were in love, Elliot. Now put that damn rock down or I'm going to bring Fin out." I smirked at Cragen's attempt at a threat. The smirk soon left my face as I saw the perp kiss Liv's neck.

"Thanks for your concern, Captain. But this will just take a sec." I removed my audio earpiece and pulled back my arm with my eyes on the prize. That's when Fin jogged up to me.

Fin's POV.

I get out of Cragen's SWAT team van. I was giving him information that Olivia told me when she was in the perp's bathroom. Then he tells me to go knock some sense into Elliot. The first thing I see when I get out of the van is Elliot, and I'm pretty damn sure he was about to throw that rock in his hand up at the perp's window. That would have ruined the whole undercover operation, obviously. So what does Odafin Tutuola do? I run up to his crazy ass.

Elliot's POV

"Stabler! What the hell are you doing?" Fin asked running up to me.

"I am trying to teach this perp a lesson." I pulled back my arm more.

"Uhuh, and what lesson is that?" I didn't answer him. All I could think of is the bastard that's upstairs with Livia.

"Listen Elliot . . ." As Fin started talking to me, I was focused on my partner. It looked like she was having a good time. She was talking to him with a big smile on her face and the guy had his arms wrapped around her waist. He kissed her again. That made my blood boil. He then sat her down on the bed and was whispering in her ear. His hand was on her leg. I hate this.

"Besides Elliot . . . are you even listening to me?" The perp kissed her again. That is gonna stop right now. I chucked the rock as hard as I could. The window shattered, I heard the perp yell in pain and I automatically felt better.

Fin's POV

No he did not just throw that damn rock! What the hell did he think I was talking to him for!? I grabbed Stabler's collar and started cursing him out. He looked so stupid with that big dumb grin he had on his face.

"What the hell yo! I told you not to throw that damn rock!!"

"I have no idea what you are talking about Fin." He chuckled after I pushed him back. Now I was pissed. He has totally jeopardized our mission! And he just laughs.

"Fin, why are you so mad?" Elliot shrugs and smiles. "He was all over Livia."

"Yeah?" I step closer to him and get in his face. "Now I'm gonna be all over you!"

"Wha?"

-PUNCH-

Yeah, that's right. I hit him. He was being a jackass. He swung back at me but I ducked. I jab him in the ribs twice then kneed him in the face. A few moves I picked up back at Narcotics. Elliot stumbled back and forth a bit. I flipped out my fuzzy purple collar as I walk up to him, that's when he upper-cutted me square in the jaw. I fell back onto a brick wall. Damn that hurt a lot. I touch my jaw to see if it was broken. Stabler limped up to me and punched me in the gut three times. I head butted him once and he stumbled back again. I take a deep breath and hold up my fists. This was gonna be a long night.

Donte's POV

So, I was in my apartment, swooning this beautiful woman, and a few seconds into conversation with her, a fucking rock brakes through my window and hits me in the eye. What the fuck!? Who those rocks through windows now-a-days!?

My head bounces back, onto the bed as I cup my hands over my eye.

"AAHH! What the fuck was that!!" I yelled as my eye started to throb. I sat myself up on the headboard of the bed. Shit! I think my eye is bleeding! The prostitute ran up beside me and had shock in her eyes. Me? I'm freakin out; I'm cursin like a fuckin sailor, my heart-beat is racing and I ruined my chance at getting to know this gorgeous woman who stands beside me.

"Are you okay?" she asked me. I stood up on the bed still holding my eye with my right hand. Deep down inside, I'm hoping Rachael did not catch this on tape. I'm staring out the window with a look of pure hatred on my face. Who the hell would do that to somebody? That's when I hear people outside of my window, like they were fighting or something. I jumped down off the bed and stalked up to the window. I stepped over the glass and I didn't care if I got cut now.

Outside in the Alley

One right jab to Elliot's ribs, two left jabs to Fin's face and a fake left jab before a right kick to his gut finally brought Fin to his knees. Elliot seemed to have won the fight. Stabler stumbled over to Fin and that's when Fin's pimp boots connected with Elliot's nose. Elliot crashed into a pile of trashcans. Tutuola panted as he doubled over trying to steady himself on the wall behind him. Elliot wiped his nose on the ragged jacket he had on and noticed his nose bleeding. He touched his right eye and winced, knowing that the pain he felt would soon become a black eye the next day. Both men were out of breath as things settled down. Elliot stared at Fin trying to catch his breath. He wondered why they even had this fight. Stabler remembered seeing the perp flirting with Liv, and Fin coming up to stop Elliot from screwing up the job, then seeing the perp kiss Liv again, and then throwing the object up at his window. Embarrassment for his conduct and the feeling of stupidity flooded Elliot's senses. Fin was just doing his job and Elliot was being a difficult jackass.

"Fin." Stabler got up with a grunt and walked up to the other detective cautiously. "Fin, I'm sorry. I was being jerk. I have anger issues." He wiped his hands again. "Give me your hand." he offered out his hand and Fin refused it. He stood himself up straight and for once, Fin's hair was down around his face, out of its braid. "Are—are you okay?" Tutuola stepped up to Elliot and looked like he wanted to beat him down. Stabler gulped. Fin finally said something to break the awkward silence.

"You know what I should give you, Elliot?" he said his words calmly, without haste.

". . . What?" Elliot asked backing up a step.

"Anger-management classes, you fool!" Elliot wasn't sure how to react when Fin wrapped his arm around Elliot's shoulders and busted out laughing. "You crazy Son of a bitch! I didn't know you have a mean uppercut like that." Fin's face had the biggest smile Elliot's ever seen on the detective. "You nearly broke my jaw."

"Ah, Fin. Why are you happy about this?" Elliot was definitely surprised by Fin's smile.

"Because man, you weren't afraid to fight me. You do not know how many times I urged John to fight with me like that."

"Oh, really?"

"He ain't nothin but cheap shots, then he runs away from me and into Cragen's office where it's like safe for him or whatever."

"Cheap shots, eh?"

"Yeah, he likes to slap the back of my head or pull my braid or put cocoa butter on my seat. Now come on, let's get us cleaned up quick." They started to stumble out of the trashed alley before Elliot knew he was missing his earpiece.

"Oh, I gotta get my earpiece." He left Fin's arms and jogged back into the alley. "I'll be back!"

"Okay, just hurry up, man." Fin turned around and headed for Cragen's van once more.

Donte's Apartment

Donte held his eye as he looked out the window. Blood was flowing down from the gabs in his hand. He bent over to try to see in the dark for anyone in the alley next to his apartment. Unfortunately, he couldn't hear or see anything. He turned around and sighed deeply.

"I don't see anyone." Olivia Benson walked up to him and pleaded for Donte to remove his hand from his face so she could see how much damage his eye had. Donte refused. He walked past the woman and headed for the bathroom door. That's when he heard laughter coming from the outside of his window. Donte slowly turned back round and stared out the window. 'They're laughing are me aren't they? Those bastards!' He grabbed a knife off his dresser. "I'm going to kill that bastard down there!!"

"Wait!" Olivia ran up to him and grabbed his shoulder. He let go of his eye.

"Get off of me!" Donte got to the front door and turned around. "Why don't you slip into something more comfortable while I'm gone . . . like a comma, you slut." He slammed the door shut and pounced down the stairs with the knife in his hand.

A/N: Thanks for Reading!!