Elliot was sitting at the main table, everyone around him was enjoying a nice evening, good music and good company. The chair next to him was empty but the absence wasn't even felt. He saw everyone having fun while they danced, he looked at his children with special attention, the seven of them danced together and were laughing happily with the woman at their side.
His thoughts slowly began to wander in the last two years, so many things happened that it seemed to be all a product of a child's playful imagination.
He remembered the immediate shock she got when she noticed his presence in her office, she was so focused on reading that she didn't even realize he had been watching her for several minutes.
― I'm very surprised to see how far you've come, Lieutenant Benson.– he said proudly. ― Although, being honest, I never had any doubt about your great potential. – he smiled.
― Elliot. – she said softly, without being able to believe what she was seeing.
Olivia left the papers on her desk and got up from her chair, to approach him carefully as if any sudden movement she made would wake her up from the dream she thought she was just imagining.
She touched his face when he was only a few inches away.
― It's you, it's really you. – she said, smiling.
― The one and only, I'm back.
― You're back.– she hugged him and he hugged her back, while she spilled a few tears of happiness.
Took his face in her hands and gently touched his beard, he looked really handsome.
― You're here. – she smiled one more time. ― Why didn't you keep in touch? – she punched him gently in the shoulder.
― Because I'm stupid. – he recognized. ― And then you stopped texting. – his tone showed a little sadness.
― I got tired of waiting for an answer. – she admitted. ― But now you're here. I missed you.
― And I missed you, my beautiful Liv. – he put a kiss on her cheek.
Elliot smiled, as his gaze still followed focus on the people on the dance floor. At that moment he was just a spectator of his family's fun.
His sweet memories brought him to another important moment, their first kiss.
The Stablers, including Elliot, had been very insistent that Liv and Noah join them at the park. They were all together, they missed the brunette and were impatient to meet Liv's son.
That day they had the time of their lives, took some pictures and played together. It would be a day that would be remembered by everyone, especially for Liv and Ell.
The kids left them alone and went for that ice cream they had been dying for. They were quite close to each other, laughing with confidence, the same one they shared for years. He watched her and loved seeing and hear her laugh, being a witness to the smile that was on her face.
― You're beautiful. – he said and put the hair that was covering her face behind her ear.
Their eyes looked at each other in a different way, more intimate and personal than ever. Their faces instinctively moved closer, detailing every faction of each other as their feelings internally disarmed the iron shield that surrounded their hearts, leaving them prepared to let themselves go on that roller coaster of love.
All started with the shy and soft touch of their lips, but in a second the feeling of finally kissing each other led them to go into an even more frenetic and needy kiss. All that tension between the two of them, which increased with time, was taking advantage and neither of them wanted to stop.
Then came the nights talking about anything that would keep them awake, sharing time together. Wishing that they would never end because being apart was impossible for them, they had been away so long that they didn't want to waste another minute.
They shared warm hugs and wet kisses. And even the almost wild desire for each other's bodies. They blurred their silhouettes, becoming one as they lost their breath and consumed themselves in those insatiable kisses.
The middle moments between their family and romantic moments didn't have enough weight to distract them from their beautiful reality. More intimate and frenetic nights, more kisses and touches. All this led them to the beautiful notice, the soon arrival of a little boy to the new family they were beginning.
The nights spent imagining what their lives would be like when that child would be in their arms for the first time, every craving at midnight and hormones freaking out, were part of this great story. Letting their imagination fly over future family moments, the baby's first word, his first steps, everything. There were no limits to their happiness now that they were together.
Eight and a half months later, Olivia gave birth to little Nicolas Stabler Benson and that same day she got engaged with Elliot.
Two years had been enough for life to turn in their favors, although there were times when everything wasn't okay, they were always back to be fine. They returned to their happiness, the one they deserved. They returned to their love.
In those minutes alone, watching his big family in the middle of the dance floor, watching them have fun and laugh together, he could do it too. He had always questioned his decisions, but all those beautiful moments and that journey through them, confirmed that he had done well to return, to return for her and for their great love. Because thanks to that, both were happy, it was a wonderful thing about life. They were doing each other well. They were happier since they got back together.
She was and is the reason for everything.
She and her face that in his years of absence he couldn't forget. Her factions had been engraved in his memory, her beauty was incomparable and that smile, that smile that drove him crazy, he could observe for hours.
Cause under that iron shell that protects her from all the evil, she's as warm as the sun. But she can also be as cold as an ice floe. She is strong, more than any other person, because she has seen the worst things and survived them, which makes others go on regardless of what has happened. Her eyes count more than her lips, they count more than all the fear, pain and crap that made her a better person, not only for herself but also for everyone who comes into her life.
Brilliant, in every sense of the word. She's able to listen and understand others. Able to make everyday life seem wonderful. She can get angry, apologize, and laugh during the course of five minutes and then carry on as if nothing had happened.
Shines and in what way, she can shine even with a broken soul. It makes you want to be a witness to every time the light that emanates becomes brighter.
She can go from being the kindest person to the biggest bitch in a single second, only if somehow she knows you deserve it. She has the ability to turn a day into a real paradise or a fucking hell, she does what she has to do when she feels it, she is never wrong if it's so. It's both a poison and an antidote. The one she wants to heal heals and the one she wants to kill, she kills.
She could be need or abundance. Is the light in a room flooded by darkness. It's the breath of air that saves you when you're sinking. She's the one that gives a hand to help you out of the hole you've fallen into.
Has a hidden sadness, which she has been accumulating all her life but won't let that thing handle her, she fights for a better tomorrow.
She's a master because she teaches you to fly even if your wings are broken. It teaches you to walk once again, to believe in you, to value the good and bad things in your life, to love your madness, and to see the beauty in your darkness. It teaches you to love your own disaster.
She is beautiful, not only physically but also in her soul. For her ability to make you smile, even in your worst moment. Wonderful at the way she thinks. For the sparkle in her eyes when she talks about what she loves and is passionate about. She's beautiful for being herself.
She is someone you should care for, love, and be grateful to the universe for having her by your side. Because she's unique.
She's the Captain of the Special Victims Unit.
She came into his life and everything that he once imagined impossible became a reality, a reality so perfect that nothing could overshadow it.
And now she had become his wife. Life had given him the joy of seeing his dream come true, right in front of his eyes. She is the reason he survives, the cause he is alive. Because in her hug he finds the cure for any wound and in her kisses he finds his home.
The one he's promised to care for and love through the good and bad years. He will keep his word, until the moment he loses his breath.
― Would you like to dance with your wife, Mr. Stabler? – Olivia approached him, extending her hand.
― Of course, Mrs. Stabler Benson. – Elliot took her hand, not only to dance but also to continue on the road to their destiny.
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