Soundtracks again!
The last part: 3 - Thomas Bergersen.
(Yes that's the name of the song.)
(Specific warnings for this chapter: sexual content in the end.)
They set out to follow Brown towards the locker room, and Olivia couldn't wait to enter her room. She managed to close the worry from her mind by filling it with the idea of warm shower and clean clothes.
"I'll have time to worry later," she decided as she pulled the blouse off the hanger. She was going to enjoy the shower as if it were literally the last of her life.
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Olivia laid on her bed in her room and her feelings were very contradictory. She had taken a long hot shower, and she enjoyed the mild scent of the soap all around her. The clean clothes caressed her skin, and she felt almost strange that her stomach was full. The meal promised to them had been surprisingly plentiful and varied, and they had eaten greedily in silence. It was already late, and she began to feel sleepy. Due to the prevailing conditions, she didn't dare to take off her clothes, so she dug under the blanket and let her every cell enjoy the soft sheets. Little by little, she began to float towards the unconsciousness, and it didn't take long for her to be in a deep sleep.
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Olivia stood in a large room full of various beeping devices but couldn't see anyone else in the room. She looked around, and suddenly felt nervous. She started to walk towards the door at the end of the room, when her gaze suddenly caught on to the dark marks on the floor, and she bent down to take a closer look.
Blood.
The marks continued to the door, and Olivia followed them and swallowed. Then she pressed the door handle, and the door opened into a dark room. Because of the darkness, she saw nothing, but suddenly she heard heavy breathing and a groan.
"Who's there?" She asked nervously. The noise stopped, and just as she was turning on her heels to leave the room, she heard a voice.
"Liv?"
Her heart skipped a beat when she realized who the voice belonged to.
"El?" She asked anxiously and tried to stare into the darkness. "A-are you hurt?"
Elliot remained silent for a moment before answering: "That's one way to say it." His voice was muffled, and it made Olivia's guts twist into a knot.
"Where are you? I'm coming there."
"Don't…" He was just answering when suddenly the room filled with a blinding bright light. The sudden light caused Olivia to close her eyes and cover them with her hand, and when she opened them again, the sight blocked her breath. Elliot sat tied up in a chair, and blood flowed from the deep wounds in his stomach and arms. His gaze was full of pain and his face was pale.
"El…" Her voice was stifled as she set out to stride to her partner. "What hap…"
At that moment, Brown appeared out of nowhere in front of her. "Hey, my wife, are you ready to go home?" He asked in a sugared voice.
"I'm not your wife!" She snapped and looked up over his shoulder at Elliot, who already looked half-unconscious. Brown turned to look in the direction of her gaze and sighed in frustration.
"You can't help him anymore."
Olivia tried to get past him, but he grabbed her arm tightly.
"Let go of me!" She yelped, but then Brown pulled his gun from his waist and pressed it against her cheek. His eyes flashed with anger as he muttered:
"Wives obey their husbands."
Then he turned the gun towards Elliot, and before Olivia had time to say anything, he pulled the trigger and the shot echoed in the bright room.
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Olivia's own scream woke her up and she bounced to sit. Her forehead was damp with sweat and her heart pounded as if it was about to explode. Without thinking, she jumped off the bed, quietly opened the door of her room, and turned left down the hall. Her legs carried her forward, though her mind was almost paralyzed, and when she reached the last door of the corridor, she knocked on it quietly. The door opened surprisingly quickly, and Elliot's robust figure stood in the doorway.
"Liv, is everything…"
However, he didn't have time to speak further, because at that moment she grabbed him and buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and took a couple of steps back so he could close the room door. Tears rolled down Olivia's cheeks, and she tightened her grip. Her partner had apparently had another shower after dinner, as his shirt was a little damp, and he smelled the same soap as she did. Then she lifted her gaze up to his face and put her hand on the back of his head and kissed him. After a moment, Elliot took a breath and looked at her questioningly.
"Did something happen?" His voice was worried, and Olivia moved her other hand to his cheek.
"Just a nightmare," she whispered and lowered her gaze to his chest, which was rising to the beat of his breathing. The borrowed shirt highlighted his pectoral muscles, and she had to bite her lip when she suddenly felt tickling in the bottom of her stomach. She hesitated for a moment and then asked quietly: "Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you and I…"
"Have I?" His voice was lower than usual, and he raised his hand to slide his fingers along her arm. "If you only knew…"
Hearing this, Olivia wrapped her hands on the back of his neck and kissed him again. When Elliot responded to her kiss, something had clearly changed. The kiss was no longer tender and tentative, but deeper and more passionate, and she moaned. He pressed her against the wall and slid his hands under her shirt as she began to open the buttons on his blouse. She felt Elliot's hands wander on her back, and she finally managed to open his shirt. He threw it on a chair in the corner of the room and then started kissing her neck as his hands moved higher up to her chest. She moaned and he in turn began to open the buttons on her shirt. It didn't take long for her shirt to lay also on the chair, and soon their pants ended up there too. Elliot then directed Olivia to the bed, and she spun around to sit on his hip. She felt his erection and rocked her hip a little, which made him moan. Then he opened her bra and gently grabbed her breasts, causing her to swallow.
"Is this okay?" His voice was hoarse, but his gaze was suddenly unsure. Olivia bit her lip and nodded.
"I just remembered how Brian… But… This feels right," she replied, and was surprised when she realized it.
"Good."
Then she leaned forward and kissed him passionately, causing Elliot to grab her waist and turn her under him. Her hands caressed his back as he slid his hand into her panties, and she moaned. She closed her eyes and felt her breathing accelerate as he finally took off her panties. Suddenly, however, Elliot stopped, and she opened her eyes. A sudden wave of disappointment passed over her as she noticed tears glistening in his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just… You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
The words got stuck in Olivia's throat, and she had to swallow hard that she wouldn't start crying.
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
And at that moment she realized that she didn't feel anxious, even though it was not dark in the room, and Elliot could see her clearly. With Cassidy, she had felt herself like a cheap property at some level, but with Elliot, everything was different. He looked at her body, but he didn't see it only. He saw her as her. She wasn't only a body that would give him satisfaction, but he was able to look into her soul, and when she realized this, tears welled up in her eyes. Elliot was the first person in her life who saw her completely. And when she looked at him, Olivia realized he was thinking the same way.
"Take me," she whispered barely audible, and didn't have to beg twice. They made love passionately, as all their past years together carried them forward. But there was more in it than only passion. It was so intimate, and they sensed each other with all their cells as they moved together towards the climax.
Always so in sync.
They came hard almost at the same time, and after a moment Elliot turned from his shaking arms beside her. They panted and looked at the ceiling as they tried to catch their breath. Then he lifted his hand to his forehead and opened his mouth:
"Woah."
"And that's the only thing you're going to say?" Olivia gave a laugh and leaned her head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss on her lips.
"Well," he grinned. "I'm almost speechless. It was something else, something…" He searched for words.
"Indescribable," she ended his sentence. "Yeah."
Elliot was quiet for a moment before he asked: "Do you remember when I asked you last week, if you ever feel like something is missing?"
"I do," Olivia replied, drawing circles to his chest with her index finger.
"Well, I've been feeling that way for a long time. And when I mean long, I mean several years. But when I'm with you, that feeling disappears. As if I had been looking for something for so long that I no longer remembered what I was looking for, but now I've finally found it. I'm not sure if you know what I'm talking about but…"
"I know. I really do," Olivia replied quietly. "And it really scares me because now that I know how it feels, I don't think I'll ever be able to be with anyone else. Not really."
"Yeah…" Elliot whispered and took a short break, but then continued: "But it's worth it."
"It's totally worth it."
Then Olivia closed her eyes and sighed deeply. Listening to Elliot's heartbeat which was slowly calming down, she wished nothing but that this moment would never end.
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Yay, finally! I have waited for this for so long, because I had a few ideas how would this happen, but I wanted it to be as perfect as possible.
A few chapters left...
