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Licking her lips she tasted the remnants of the red wine she had consumed tonight. Liquid courage. Her eyes gazed at the machine to her right and the man who would be putting a permanent mark on her body. She now had several scars that would be with her for the rest of her life, reminders of the trauma she had been through.

This time, however, it was her choice.

"How's that?" The man asked after placing the stencil onto her hip.

"Whatever" She didn't even look. Truly she didn't care where it went. He was already ingrained into every part of her.

"Okay…" he snapped his glove and started tattooing.

Olivia closed her eyes as she felt the needle touch her skin. It was oddly comforting. The buzzing sound of the machine, the stinging feeling of the ink melting into her skin.

"All done" he held a mirror out so she could look at the finished piece.

"Thanks" she stared at the reflection. He was now, officially, a part of her forever.

When she got home she stood in the bathroom, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her thumb brushed over the numbers on her hip. His badge number. He would always be by her side now. She thought back to that day at the precinct when a typical mail delivery caused her heart to jump into her throat.

'Semper Fi. - El.' The small note was signed. She ran her fingers over the etching on the medallion. It was a smaller version of his police badge with his badge number - 6313.

"Whatcha got there?" Fin peeked over as he walked behind her.

"Oh, nothing" she quickly placed the contents back into the Manila envelope and closed it. "You heading out for court?"

"Yeah, you good?" Dammit Fin, why did he know her so well?

"I'm fine." She lied.

Later that night Olivia gathered her stuff to head home for the night. She hesitated as she reached for the envelope. Shoving it into her purse she headed home.

She sat on the couch, holding the badge in her hand. The semper fi necklace had already been placed around her neck. "Always loyal. Yeah, so loyal you left me." She sighed as she gripped the medallion that had already been placed around her neck. She knew exactly where to put his badge. She secured the badge onto her gun and brushed her thumb absentmindedly over it in circles. She hated that she instantly felt a sense of comfort when her fingers touched the numbers.

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"Liv…" she felt shivers down her spine as his lips trailed down her neck.

It had been months since Elliot returned, since Kathy died and their worlds were both changed forever. The second he fell back into her life she was risking everything for him. When she showed up to Fin's non-wedding, they both silently acknowledged a shift between them. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was his confirmation that he was officially staying in the city. But he had insisted on driving her home and walking her upstairs. She didn't say no.

He reached for the zipper of her dress as his lips brushed against hers. For twenty-two years she had imagined what it would feel like to kiss Elliot Stabler. The second his lips touched hers she felt all of the pain and heartbreak she had suffered both with and without him melt away. He was her home and she didn't know how she had gone ten years without him.

"Elliot…" she hesitated, holding her dress up. He hadn't seen her scars yet or any other permanent marks on her body.

"You're so beautiful" he encouraged, reaching for her hands as the dress fell off of her body. His eyes took in her bare form for the first time. Her bronze skin, her round breasts spilling over the top of her bra, her gorgeous, full thighs. She was his altar and he was going to worship her every inch

He reached behind her to unclasp her bra, his lips immediately moving to her perfect, taut nipples. She moaned softly and began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Fuck, Elliot…" she gasped as he sucked on her left nipple, his hand caressing her right breast as her hand moved to his belt buckle.

She tugged his pants down and reached for his throbbing member, gripping him tightly as his lips continued sucking on her soft skin.

His fingers trailed inside of her lace panties and brushed against her warmth, causing her to gasp and loosen her grip on his shaft.

"You're so wet, Liv" his thumb brushed over her throbbing clit.

He kissed between her breasts and down her stomach, his lips paying special attention to the dark, raised scars left on her skin. Permanent reminders of what she had been through while he was gone. He brushed his fingers over one large mark that ran down her lower abdomen.

"I should've been there." He would never forgive himself for not being there, for not saving her. Her body had been abused, tortured. He was going to worship her, love her the way she deserved for as long as she would let him.

She moaned as he sucked at the skin over her left hip, "you were."

His lips kissed across her abdomen to her other side, stopping as his eyes noticed the small tattoo on her other side.

"Elliot...I…"

His fingers brushed over the black ink. His badge number. "When did you get this?"

"Your badge. It was on the gun when he, when I…and I needed you with me."

"God, Liv. I'm so fucking sorry." He kissed the tattoo and rested his head against her hips, his hands on her lower back to hold her close.

"I told you that you were with me." She rested hands on the back of his head, holding him against her skin.

"I never should've left." He began to move again, his tongue sliding across her hip bone. He slid her panties down and caressed the soft skin on the back of her thighs, looking up to meet her gaze as she moaned softly.

"You were always with me," she tapped her tattoo, "And you're here now." He led her over to the bed and laid her down on the edge and kneeled in front of her.

Olivia gasped as his tongue ran over her core. He kissed her clit and looked up at her, his blue eyes dark and filled with lust. "I'm not going anywhere."

It had never felt like this. No man had ever made her feel so beautiful, so wanted. Loved. He was devouring her like his heart would stop beating if he didn't make love to her.

"Fuck you taste so good, Liv." He had imagined for twenty-two years what she would taste like and he was going to enjoy every single drop of her.

"Oh god, El…" He swirled his tongue around her opening and thrust it inside, his thumb brushing over her clit. Olivia was sure she was going to pass out from the orgasm she felt building in her belly. Her head was spinning as her thighs tightened around him

He gripped her hips, pulling her closer to his mouth. "I love you," he whispered, she moaned as she felt his warm breath against her.

She could feel her heart pounding as she came against his mouth, her body shook as he lapped up every bit of her release. "Oh god, El…" Her legs began to tremble and her eyes fluttered back into her head as she rode out her high.

He tugged his boxers down and moved Olivia up the bed, climbing over her. "I love you too," she leaned up, tasting herself on his lips and feeling his erection against her thigh.

God, she was perfect. He took in the freckles across her face, his lips began peppering them each with a soft kiss. "You were always with me, Liv..." he brushed his thumb over her lips, his eyes melting into hers. Olivia's fingertips trailed softly down his sides, over his tight ab muscles. Fuck, he was perfect.

She reached between them and stroked his cock; moaning as she brushed his tip over her dripping center. He placed open-mouth kisses down her neck, finding the one spot that made her body shiver and her need for him grow.

"Liv…" he pushed inside of her slowly, his lips sucking softly against hers, breathing in her moans as he filled her. "You feel so good," he grunted as he began moving against her.

"Fuck me," she cried out and spread her legs to give him more access as he slid deeper into her. Her walls stretched around him and her heart skipped as he looked deep into her eyes and caressed her cheek.

"No, Liv." He pulled out, causing her to frown.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue brushing softly over hers. Their mouths connecting as deeply as their most intimate parts just were. "I'm going to make love to you."

He kissed her once more and began pushing into her again. He moved slowly this time, taking in every second as if writing it to memory. The way she bit her lip to silence her cries. How the beads of sweat dripping down her chest glistened in the soft light. Yes, he was in no hurry for this to end.

"Elliot, I need you…" she cried and wrapped her legs around him, taking him so deep she didn't know where he ended and she began.

"You were made for me, Liv" he groaned as she tightened around him, fitting him like he belonged to her. He belonged inside of her. He leaned down and took her right breast into his mouth, flicking at her nipple before giving the left breast the same treatment. Placing a soft kiss on the scar underneath.

He kissed down her stomach, sliding off of her and swirling his tongue over the badge number on her side. Moving across the world couldn't get this woman out of his heart. She was a part of him and he was never going to let her go again.

"I'm yours, Elliot" she signed and brushed her hand over his cheek as he sat her up, allowing her to straddle his hips. Their foreheads rest together, their mouths breathing in each others' soft moans as he lifted her up and she sunk down on him, surrounding him completely with her warmth.

"You're so tight, baby." He groaned, sucking on her neck as she squeezed his cock. He wasn't going to last long, but by the sound of her echoing cries as she rocked against him, she wouldn't either.

She chuckled as she wrapped her arms around him and bit down on his ear lobe, "don't call me that." Never one for pet names, Olivia wouldn't admit that she felt her clit throb at the word.

He growled and lifted her gently, slamming her down against, smirking as she cried, "Fuck"

"Did you like that...baby?" He teased, her clit throbbed again. She was so desperate for him. He bit her neck playfully and rocked her hips harder as he grunted, he could feel his orgasm building.

He reached between them and brushed his thumb over her sensitive bud. She moved against him in a quick rhythm, the look on his face telling her he was close too. Always so in sync.

"Come for me, Liv," he pinched her throbbing clit and she cried out his name as he felt her come around his cock. He took in her every sound as they came together, holding her tightly against him as he spilled inside of her.

She leaned down and placed a kiss on his bare shoulder, resting her forehead against his warm skin. He turned his head and kissed her neck softly. "You're perfect, Olivia."

He pulled out of her slowly and laid them down against the mattress, pulling her into his arms so they were facing on another. His fingers absentmindedly brushing over her tattoo.

"What happened to...the medallion," he hesitated as his finger trailed over her neck where a different necklace lay.

"I wore it...at first. But when I realized…" she bit her lip and looked down. Tonight had been perfect and she had never felt closer to him. She felt at home in his arms, and she didn't want memories of the past to make her push him away.

"Tell me. That's the only way this will work." He rubbed her back lovingly.

"I took it off when I realized you weren't coming back."

His heart sank as tears filled the corners of her eyes. Tears he caused. Fuck, would he ever forgive himself? He thought he was doing the right thing by leaving. He loved her from the moment he laid eyes on her, but he had a commitment to his family and she was willing to risk everything for him. Her career, her life. She deserved better, she deserved to have love and a family. She was such an amazing mother. He knew she wouldn't get there without him. She was holding back.

"Liv, I thought I…" She placed her fingers over his lip to cut off his words. She knew why he left. He explained in the letter he wrote to her. For ten years she wondered if what she thought he felt was all a lie. If she wasted twelve years in love with a man who never cared for her. But the letter. Everything made sense after the letter.

"I know. I know, El. I was angry for a long time. I still am sometimes when I think about everything that happened when you were gone. But, I needed you by my side." She placed his hand on her hip. "I just couldn't trust you with my heart."

She ran her fingers over his back as he brushed her tears away and placed soft kisses over her heartbeat. "You're safe with me. I promise."

"I'll be right back" she kissed his lips quickly and got off the bed, reaching for his button down shirt and tossing it over her, buttoning it as she padded across the room.

He watched as she reached in her top dresser drawer and dug around, admiring how sexy she looked in his shirt. She climbed back into bed and handed him the piece of jewelry.

He ran his fingers over the medallion and looked at her. He brushed his hand over her cheek and down her neck to rest on her heart.

"Always faithful, Liv. I will always be faithful to you. I will love you for as long as you will let me."

She searched his eyes, feeling the comfort in his voice. The sincerity in his eyes. She trusted this man with her life. For twelve years he proved that he would risk anything for her, his career...his life. Now she knew, without a doubt she could trust him completely.

He placed the medallion around her neck, her hand reaching out to touch the cool medal as it touched her neck.

"Now I'll always be by your side and your heart." He kissed her softly, pulling her tightly against him, his lips pouring every ounce of love for her into his kiss.

Olivia kissed him back and rested her head against his chest. Her eyes closed as she breathed in his comforting presence. She had never allowed herself to fully let anyone into her heart since he left. She couldn't, because it always belonged to him.

"Thank you for coming back to me." She had never felt more at peace than she did as he held her and she listened to the calming rhythm of heart.

"Thank you for letting me," he placed soft kisses over her ear as he whispered, he could feel her breath evening out as she began to fall asleep against him. "Sleep, Liv. I'll be here when you wake up."

She closed her eyes, letting his voice and heartbeat lull her to sleep as he rubbed her back softly. He would always have a permanent mark on her skin, but now she was content in knowing that he would permanently be in her heart too.