Close Calls

Summary: See ch1

Disclaimer: Not mine

A/N: Here is another chapter, enjoy! I'm not quite sure where to end this, but it will prob be in the next couple of chapters, and then i'm hoping to write a sequal!

Talk to Me

"You okay?" Elliot asked the next morning as they sat at the breakfast table together. She was staring into space, her cereal untouched on the table.

"Liv? You there?" Elliot asked, reaching across the table to wave his hand in front of her face.

"What? Oh, yeah sorry. Just tired." She offered.

"I tired you out last night, huh?" He asked cockily.

"Yeah, that was it." Olivia mocked back.

"Well if it wasn't me, why didn't you sleep?" He asked.

Olivia just shook her head. "No reason. Just insomnia I guess." She lied

Elliot could tell that she wasn't telling him something, but decided to ignore it for now.

The next few weeks were pretty normal, expect for the fact that Elliot noticed Olivia seemed to be pulling away from him, and that terrified him.

She hadn't meant to pull away. It was just that, after that dream, she didn't know what to do. Her heart was telling her that Elliot was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, even have a family with. But her head was yelling at her. Telling her that he already had a family, who was she to think that he wanted any of that with her.

Sure he had asked her that night at the bar if she could see them being together forever, but that meant nothing when it came out of the mouths of men!

Elliot was getting sick of this silent treatment. Everyone at the precinct seemed to be noticing it, and walking on eggshells around their friends.

"Hey Liv…" He began.

Before he could finish his sentence her phone rang. "Special Victims Unit, Detective Benson speaking." She said into the phone.

"Really? Wow, that was fast. How did you manage that? Oh, well then, good job Case." Elliot over heard her say. It was clear that she was talking to Casey. "So, when's Richard's trail? That soon? No, no I'll be there. Thanks Casey." She smiled, and then hung the phone back up.

"That was Casey. Seems Richard's has filled his purpose in The Marshall's case, and will be arraigned on our charges by the end of the week." She told the room.

"They need you to testify?" Elliot asked.

"Yeah." Olivia answered quickly. She didn't want to think about that now. Her testifying would mean that the world would know what happened to her.

"You ready?" He asked quietly across the desks.

"I really don't have much of a choice." She answered coolly, not looking up from her papers.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Elliot asked. Enough was enough.

"I'm kinda busy right now Elliot." She said, gazing up at him, she could she irritation on his face.

"It won't take long." He told her, standing and walking out of the bullpen before she could object.

She just sighed, shook her head, but pushed her chair out, and followed him up into the crib.

"Well this is interesting." Munch noted. "What do you think their talking about?"

"I dunno, and I don't think I wanna." Fin answered.

"You think their breaking up?" Munch continued.

"I think if they do their dumb, and I give them a week before they find themselves in the other's bed." He answered. "Don't worry about it."

Back up in the crib, both Elliot and Olivia were pissed.

"What?" Olivia asked once she got up there. She folded her arms and leaned against the open door.

"What's going on? Did I do something to piss you off?" Ellito asked, turning to face her.

Olivia shook her head. "Are we seriously going to talk about this here?"

"Well you don't pick up the phone when I call, and you won't talk to me after work, so yeah we are." Elliot answered.

"You didn't do anything. Okay?" She asked. This was a conversation she had avoided for three weeks, and work was not the time she wanted to have to have it.

"No, not okay Olivia. Ever since we told everyone we were seeing each other you have gone out of your way to see me as little as possible." He said, his voice raising in anger.

Olivia didn't want the rest of the squad hearing them, so she turned and closed the door gently.

"Why are you avoiding me Liv?" He asked.

"I'm not avoiding you. Stop acting like a 12 year old." She countered.

"You're not avoiding me? Can you even remember the last time we saw each other outside of work? Cause I sure as hell can't. I mean, you won't even talk to me here unless you absolutely have to. What's going on?" He argued.

"Nothing. Maybe I just need my space." She answered.

"If you need space, all you have to do is tell me. I'll give you all the space you need. But if you don't want to be with me anymore, I deserve to know." He said, walking closer to her. He didn't want her to leave, but if she wanted to, he deserved to know about it.

"God Elliot, can you really be that much of an ass?" She asked. "You really think that's what this is about?"

"Well what am I supposed to think Liv?" Elliot asked, defeat in his voice. He sat on one of the bottom bunks, scrubbing his face with his hands. Olivia sighed, and then sat next to him.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just… What do you want me to say?" She asked.

"Why do you always ask me that Benson? I want you to tell me what's on your mind; what you're feeling." He answered. "What's bothering you?"

"I'm scared." She said almost inaudbaly, her eyes fixed on the floor.

"Of me?" He asked, shocked.

"No. Of us." She finally answered honestly, looking him in the face finally.

Elliot took her hand to urge her to continue.

"You asked me at the bar of I could see us lasting forever, and I couldn't answer you." She began. "It wasn't that I couldn't, it was that I didn't want to. El, I can see you in my life forever, I can see us growing old and grouchy in each other's arms." She said cauing both to let out small chuckles. "I can see myself having a family with you. And that scares the crap outa me."

"Why does that scare you?" Elliot asked, overjoyed at her confession. That was all he wanted from her.

"Because, it makes me realize that I really can't live without you. I hate that. I hate needing someone." She said.

"What if I promise never to leave you?" Elliot asked.

"That's not a promise that you can make." She said realistically. "You can't know that you won't get hit by a bus on your way home, or wake up tomorrow and meet the woman of your dreams."

"Well, I can promise that I'll make sure to look both ways every time I cross the street from now on." He smiled. "And as for meeting the woman of my dreams, I'm pretty sure she's sitting right next to me."

Olivia just smiled.

"Now, will you trust me to not hurt you?" He asked.

Olivia nodded her head.

Elliot leaned down, and kissed her gently. "Good, now let's get back to work." He smiled, getting off the bed and walking to the door. "You coming?" He asked, turning to notice she was still on the bed.

"Ill meet you down there." She answered.

"You're not gonna go MIA on me are you?" Elliot asked, half kidding.

"No." Olivia simply smiled. "I'll be right down."

Elliot just nodded his head and left her in the crib. She wrapped her arms around herself, feeling a chill.

"This could really be it." She thought to herself, and smiled. "Maybe this whole love thing isn't such a bad idea after all."

TBC... I know, another shorty, but I'm trying to wind it down! Tell me what you think