A/N: Okay, y'all, here's lou3174's request. I don't think it's exactly what they had in mind, but I hope it's good anyway. Please don't forget to leave a review because I only have one from K444 and then we're back to waiting for me to come up with ideas and that might take a little while. Besides, my birthday is on Thursday and I would really love some reviews!

Olivia was being kissed up against the wall of her newly divorced partner's hallway at the house that had all too recently been vacated by his ex-wife and the three year old boy that wasn't really Elliot's son. She moaned as Elliot finally removed her shirt and bra to cup her bare breasts, thumbing her nipples teasingly. Her own hands moved to the zipper of his jeans, quickly divesting him of both his jeans and his boxers before she started stroking his long, hard length. He returned her actions and was soon thrusting deep inside her.

"Elliot! What the FUCK!" Kathy Stabler screamed.

Elliot quickly pulled out of Olivia, stooping to pull up his pants, before turning towards his ex-wife. He carefully positioned himself in front of Olivia, doing his best to give her some sort of privacy as she quickly got dressed.

"What the Hell, Elliot? You can't even wait 48 hours before you bring that slut into my house and start fucking her against the wall?" she screamed at him.

"Olivia is NOT a slut! Not to mention, that this is MY house! If I want to fuck her up against the wall in MY house then I will, but it's not any of your business. What the fuck are you doing here anyway?"

"Proving that you had an affair with this little whore!" she gestured wildly at Olivia.

"I'm just gonna go, El," Liv whispered in his ear as she headed for the door.

Elliot didn't even have a chance to protest before Kathy lunged at Olivia knocking her back into the wall. Olivia reacted quickly, pushing Kathy off of her and continuing toward the door. Kathy attempted to attack Olivia again, but Elliot restrained her as Olivia walked out the door and headed home.

"Damn it Kathy! How many times do I have to tell you that I never had an affair. Not with Liv, not with anyone! Now, GET OUT! I have to go find Liv and fix the mess you've created," he tried to walk around her to get to the door and show her out, but Kathy stepped in front of him, blocking his way.

"So, you didn't want to save our marriage, but you'll chase after some bitch you were just fucking for what you claim was the first time?" Kathy laughed maliciously.

"Our marriage wasn't worth saving Kathy," Elliot all but growled at his ex-wife. "And it was the first time, but with Liv it will NEVER be just fucking! NOW GET OUT!"

Kathy finally headed toward the door, but just as she was about to step outside she turned back to Elliot one last time, "You want to walk away from our marriage, well, then, it's your loss. I couldn't care less if you want to waste your time on that stupid little skank!" she screamed as she stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind her.

Elliot quickly grabbed his jacket and rushed to his car, speeding over to Olivia's apartment all the while praying that Olivia was still talking to him. As soon as he pulled up to her building Elliot threw the car in park and raced up the stairs to Olivia's door.

After fleeing the wrath of Elliot's ex-wife, Olivia had gone home and changed into basketball shorts and a light pink cami. She was currently curled up on the couch, nursing a beer, and staring blankly at the tv where the newscaster droned on and on. "Well, so much for that. By now, he's probably back fucking Kathy. Just when I thought I might actually have a chance with him too. Ha! Like I'd ever be more than just a good fuck to him. Actually, I wasn't even that, since we didn't get a chance to finish. That's probably for the best though. I already love him, sleeping with him would probably just make it worse," a single tear rolled down her face. She brushed it away, angry at herself for showing such weakness, even if it was in the complete privacy of her own living room.

The sudden knocking at her door forced her out of her thoughts and she sullenly padded toward the door, running her fingers through her hair as she opened the door, slightly shocked to see her partner on the other side, "Shouldn't you be home with Kathy?"

Elliot pushed past her and sat down on her couch, refusing to answer her question. Olivia followed him to her living room, but didn't sit, instead she stood, waiting for an answer to her question. After a while she grew impatient, "Well, Elliot? Why aren't you with Kathy?"

"Why would I be with Kathy?" he countered.

"Because she's your wife and you love her and she caught you fucking someone else in her own home."

"Olivia," he stood up and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist and looking down into her eyes, "Kathy's my ex-wife and I don't love her and I wasn't fucking anyone in her home. I was making love with the woman I love in my home."

"Elliot, don't try to make me feel better. I know there was never going to be anything more between us. It was just one good fuck, well, it was almost a good fuck."

"Are you intentionally ignoring me? I love you and we will never just fuck, it will always be making love. Well, it will be if you want it to be."

Olivia answered him with a passionate kiss. Elliot pulled away, "Should I take that as a yes?"

"Yea, El, it's a yes. I love you."

"I love you too Liv," he pulled her into another kiss and picked her up allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. He carried her to her bedroom and laid her gently on the bed where he proceeded to show her the difference between fucking and making love.