Guess my muse was running around wild as I kept on watching SVU and then got this idea. And now it's time to make a decent story out of it - my first in SVU, so don't be too harsh :) .

Enjoy :) . And your opinion is very important.

Also be noted, this chapter rating is M! Don't like, don't read.

L.

***SVU***

Olivia Benson was exhausted. She had just talked with Dean about her brother and it looks bad. The court over Darius Parker was taking its toll over them. Everything was just too much. Darius could win, Precinct could lose its trustworthy, the questions were designed to destroy the reputation of decorated detectives and of course all skeletons were about to come out of the closet.

Munch was saying something in distance, when she walked in the squadroom. Elliot noticed that there was something wrong with Olivia and was by her side instantly.

"What's wrong?" he asked following her.

"Braden knows about my brother," was her quick response as she took off her coat.

"How?" he asked.

"I have no idea, but Porter's ducking a subpoena and I'm looking over my shoulder," she replied, she was pissed, but keeping her emotions under control.

"I'll be so glad, when this damn trial's over with. I can't think. I can't even focus on my job," Elliot said, his temper raging. He walked away from Olivia.

"Braden would still be on your ass, whether Fin was related to the defendant or not," Munch said, interrupting.

"I don't blame Fin," Elliot said and walked closer to Munch.

"Sure you do," Munch snapped back, defending his partner. "Every day since this started."

"Back off man. The guy's in hell," Munch said strictly to Elliot.

"Fin didn't take the guy's confession. You did and it got thrown out," Elliot accused Munch.

"The Captain was sitting right next to me. Did you raise your concerns with him?" Munch attacked.

Olivia sensed, that this was about to get ugly stepped in.

"Hey, had I been there, I would have taken his confession without a lawyer present too. What are we gonna fight about next, huh?" she said.

Elliot turned away.

"Maybe we should put every case we have on the table and fight about all the mistakes every one of us has made," She went on.

"Braden is already bringing up every mistake we have ever made," Elliot snapped. "Kathleen will be arrested and your aided your fugitive baby brother, god knows what Munch has done, but his ass will not be dragged through the trial," Elliot said with raised voice.

"El," Olivia said faintly, grabbing onto his arm, Elliot ignored it.

"Every arrest we make and every case Novak tries could be thrown out just because the detectives of this precinct are so incompetent that they can't even take a confession," Elliot went on.

"El, I'm not feeling so well," Olivia said, but Elliot kept on ignoring her. She had a strong hold of Elliot's arm just above the elbow and the other hand went to her head, pushing back her hair.

"How many times has Cragen had to pull some strings so you won't be arrested for police violence? How many times have you got violent during interrogation?" Munch shouted back.

Elliot was about to respond, but Olivia's grip loosened and blackness took over as she fainted. Elliot easily caught her before she collided with the floor. He easily picked her up and took her to crib. He put her in bed and noticed for the first time how pale she looked, he could swear she wasn't so pale when she came to precinct before.

"Liv," he called and shook her gently.

No response.

He placed two pillows under her legs and sat by her side.

Elliot stroked her long brown hair and kept on saying her name.

After a few moments she slowly opened her eyes.

"Welcome back," Elliot said.

"What happened?" Olivia asked weakly.

"You fainted. Really scared me for a moment," Elliot explained.

"Sorry," she said.

"At least you managed to calm me down," Elliot said, trying to lighten the mood.

Olivia made a face at his comment.

"Is Fin here already? I need to get up," Olivia said, realizing the situation.

"You are not going anywhere. I'll get you some water, stay here," Elliot ordered.

Olivia didn't protest and so Elliot left. She took the pillows away from under her feet and put them behind her head. She pushed herself up, already feeling better.

Elliot was back in a matter of minutes with a bottle of water, which he handed over to Olivia.

"Drink," he said with a smile.

Olivia took off the cap and took a few good sips.

"How are you feeling?" Elliot asked as he sat down by her bedside and put his hand on her thigh.

"Better now," Olivia said with a smile.

"You really scared me for a moment. Munch is already working up his conspiracy theories, luckily I wasn't there long enough to hear them," Elliot said.

"I'm sorry. I fine, but you are not. You need to work on your temper, because you can't keep losing it. John was right, you know. You have lost it too many times and honestly I am scared for you. If you get angry, it doesn't affect just you, you know," Olivia said the harsh truth.

"I know. I know. I'm working on it, this case is just too much," Elliot said with a sigh.

"You can't blame Fin. It's not his fault," Olivia said softly.

Elliot nod vaguely.

"I love you," he said.

Olivia leaned towards him and he met her halfway as their lips crashed together. As she pulled away he let his head fall on her shoulder and his hand went to her belly, where their baby was growing.

"I'll try to get my emotions under control," Elliot said.

"Do or do not. There is no try," Olivia said, quoting Yoda.

Elliot let out a laugh, his body shaking for a moment before becoming still again.

"Let's go home El. It's late and we have to be in court tomorrow," Olivia said, gently pushing Elliot's head away.

Elliot nod and moved away from her. He held her hand to help her stand; she rolled her eyes at the gesture, but took his hand nevertheless.

He held the door open for her, when they re-entered the squadroom, where Munch and Cragen were discussing this case.

"Liv, you okay?" Munch asked, when he noticed them.

"Yeah, my nerves are on the edge. I'll be fine once Darius is behind the bars and this trial is done," Olivia said.

"I'm still sending you home. Big day tomorrow," Cragen decided.

Olivia nod and went back to her desk to grab files on their case and her coat. Elliot followed the suit.

"I'm going home too," Elliot stated.

"I'm sure you are," Cragen said with a smile.

Elliot ignored the comment and caught up with Olivia by the elevators, leaving Cragen and Munch alone.

***SVU***

Elliot was already back at the precinct, when Olivia arrived. She threw her coat on a hanger and sat behind her desk, looking at the TV-screen. Current talk show was making them all look bad, now it's Casey's turn to be dragged through the mud.

Fin walked to the room, looking pissed and no-one was trying to say he has no right.

"What'd I say about that?" he said, shutting the TV.

"Hey," Olivia caught his distraction and handed him coffee along with donuts from his favorite place.

"What, are you bringing me my last meal?" He accused.

"No, you're gonna get through this. I want you to know that you have friends around here," Olivia assured, placing her hand comfortably on his shoulder.

"Thanks. Especially for making sure my ex didn't become a fugitive," Fin said.

"Terry's still refusing to testify?" Olivia asked softly.

"Like a rock. Same as always. Won't talk to me," Fin explained.

"She was raped," Munch stated.

Both Olivia and Fin turned to him.

"She told you that?" Fin asked aggressively.

"She didn't have to. How many victims have we seen, who act just like her?" Munch explained.

Before anyone could respond, Captain's voice pulled their attention.

"Let me show you to your desk," he said.

Fin, Munch and Olivia were looking at Cragen, who walked towards them with Lake.

"What are you doing here?" Fin asked.

"Detective Lake is transferring in from Brooklyn SVU. He's gonna pick up our slack during the trial. He's gonna stay here after, so make him feel welcome," Cragen explained.

"Should Fin be concerned?" Munch asked, worried about his partner.

"There's more than enough work for everybody, John," Cragen said simply. "Why don't you do some?" he added.

"Aren't you two due in court?" he asked turning to Elliot and Olivia.

Elliot looked at his watch and stood up.

"Yeah, we're leaving right now," he said.

Cragen nod and went back to his office while Elliot and Olivia headed towards the elevators. Elliot and Olivia didn't say a word until they arrived at the courthouse.

"Elliot, you checked the time two minutes ago. What's going on?" Olivia asked.

"Kathy came to see me," he said.

"Everything's okay?" Olivia asked.

"Kathy wants me to come home," he said with a sigh.

Olivia just looked at him.

"I don't think she knows that we're back together," he added.

"Do you wanna go home?" Olivia asked with a heavy heart, wary of the answer.

Before he got a chance to answer, Braden waked to them.

"We're in recess. I won't be calling you today, Ms. Benson," he said with a smirk. "Stabler, you're on after lunch," he said, turning to Elliot.

"Can't wait," Elliot said sarcastically.

"Hold on, you won't be calling me today or you're not calling me at all?" Olivia asked as she followed Braden.

"As long as we haven't arrested, you're still on the hook," Braden said without turning around.

"Well, then you know where to find me," Olivia said and stopped.

"Ah, you know, this is what I miss the most. Camaraderie. Brothers in blue," Braden said as Olivia looked back to see her partner there.

"…even when you clip on the gold shield to your off-the-rack polyester blends. Family. That's what this trial's all about," he went on with his mischievous smile.

"This trial is about your lowlife client, who murdered a mother and her 14-month-old baby," Olivia said, getting serious.

"My client never had a chance, no one to call, no family to believe in him. Or to give him support or the money when he was in trouble. How do you think that makes him feel, Detective?" Braden continued to protect his client despite Olivia's remark.

"Not half as bad as the victim when he stabbed her death, or her son, who he buried alive. Too bad they're not here to tell you about it," Olivia snapped.

Braden took a look at her and then walked away, so did Olivia. Elliot followed her as her phone rang, signaling the arrival of new text message. It was her brother, wanting to meet.

"Liv," Elliot said from behind.

"It's Simon, he wants to meet me," Olivia explained, turning to him.

"Go, I have to testify soon," Elliot said.

"I'll see you later," Olivia said putting her hand on his elbow to give him a moment of comfort before his life was torn into pieces.

Elliot nod and leaned into her touch, he kissed her temple before they went in their separate ways.

***SVU***

Olivia, Elliot, Casey, Fin and Cragen were all sitting in Captain's office. The case was going to hell and they all knew it. Fin was made incompetent, Elliot had to answer for Kathleen's DUI, Casey needed Terri on the stand and Olivia was yet to make an appearance in the court.

"Olivia you go talk to Terri, see what you can do. Elliot IAB wants to sit you down by close of business day today," Cragen said his final words.

"Captain, we need to talk to you, privately," Elliot said and walked to stand behind Olivia, Fin and Casey left closing the door, so Olivia and Elliot could talk to Cragen. Cragen looked just as curious as Olivia did – She had no idea Elliot wanted to talk to Cragen.

"I honestly can't handle more problems right now," Cragen said before Elliot or Olivia could say anything.

"Captain, Braden didn't ask me about my relationship," Elliot said.

"I don't think that's relevant to this case," Cragen offered an explanation.

"He is trying to take down the squad, this is a perfect argument. He could accuse me of adultery and now we're going against NYPD rules," Elliot explained.

"You think he's going to attack me?" Olivia asked, tilting her head, so she was looking at Elliot.

"That's only explanation," Elliot said and shrugged his shoulders.

"He already has me helping my brother…" Olivia thought out loud.

"You helping your fugitive brother is worse crime than Kathleen's DUI. He could put those things on Olivia, maybe drag some skeletons out of her closet and you have no choice but to fire her," Elliot said.

"My superiors know about your relationship and they never saw it as a problem knowing how close you two already were," Cragen assured them.

"I don't want Olivia on the stand," Elliot shouted.

"You think I want any of my detectives being dragged through this trial?" Captain snapped back.

"There is a chance that he won't even call me," Olivia tried.

"But there is a chance that he will. I don't want to put you under any more stress," Elliot went on.

"Is there something else I don't know?" Cragen asked.

"I'm pregnant," Olivia said to captain. "Not invalid or anything. If Braden wants me on the stand I will go there and take what he has to offer," she went on, getting more pissed by the minute.

"Congratulations," Cragen said sincerely, he was truly happy for his detectives.

"Now that the big cat is out of closet, I'll go talk to Terri and then I have some other business to take care of," Olivia said standing up.

Elliot caught her arm, trying to make her stay, seemed like he was not done yet.

"You can sleep on your place or in a hotel, I don't care. I don't wanna see you tonight," Olivia said, freed herself and left Captain's office.

Elliot looked after her before turning to Captain.

"Put her on desk duty," Elliot ordered.

"Sorry Elliot, I can't do that. The rules are very clear, I can't put her on desk duty until she asks for it and knowing Olivia, she won't until she absolutely has to. This precinct already has enough bad publicity, at this moment I can't afford to have any more," Captain explained.

"I'm not putting her in danger," Elliot said.

"You're her partner, your duty is to protect her," Captain said simply.

Elliot seemed not satisfied with this answer.

"You know talking with other person without raging can do wonders," Cragen said and indicated that this conversation was coming to an end.

Elliot nod and went to the door, he took the handle, but then changed his mind and turned around.

"Captain, we haven't told anyone yet," Elliot said quietly.

"And no-one will hear from me. But you can't hide it forever, people have eyes you know," Cragen lightened the mood.

"We have about 6 weeks until it becomes visible," Elliot said knowingly.

"Congratulations once more. Take care of her," Cragen said.

Elliot smiled and left the office.

***SVU***

Olivia managed to get to Terri and she agreed to testify. However, Olivia was not there to hear the testimony. Even though she wasn't called on the stand she realized that she had to take responsibility for her actions. That's why she called Dean and they ended up in Internal Affairs Bureau instead of courtroom.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Dean asked once more.

"It's the right thing to do. I need to reevaluate my commitment to the job," Olivia explained.

"And if it comes from you, the bosses will take it under consideration," Dean argued back

"I gave money to a fugitive. I made a mistake. And if I don't take responsibility, then Braden will hold this over me for my entire career. I can't live like this," Olivia went on explaining.

"If you lose your badge, you won't have a career to worry about," Dean tried to talk Olivia out of it.

"And that's a chance that I have to take. Give them your statement, Dean," She said confidently and walked past him. Dean looked after her, conflicted.

"I'm gonna wait right here," Olivia said softly and sat down on couch.

She nodded once for reassurance – it was the right thing to do. Now she had to wait before she was up and then she'll hear the verdict, probably suspension, maybe reassigned, but also she could lose her badge.

***SVU***

Olivia drove home. She heard about verdict – Darius walks. Seems like all of this was for no reason – the killer walks, Kathleen will be arrested, Cragen will be ripped a new one and her career as a detective might be over.

She reached her apartment, unlocked the door and sat down on a couch. She placed her cell phone on the coffee table and kept on looking at it. It's late, but she's sure that IAB will be calling today – they promised a quick investigation.

As she sat there she was thinking if Elliot was going to come to her, after all she told him not to, but she had said that before. She knew he went home to be there for Kathleen and Kathy, when uniforms came for Kathleen. Maybe he needs to be with his family tonight or maybe he wants to be alone at his apartment. Despite stable relationship between Olivia and Elliot, they are still living in different apartments; after all there are days when at least one of them needs to be alone.

There was a knock on the door.

Olivia went to the door and opened it.

Elliot.

"Kathleen was arrested," he said heavily.

"I know," She said quietly.

Elliot walked in, straight to her embrace. He pulled her close to him and breathed her in.

"Wasn't sure you wanted to see me," Elliot said to her hair.

"Me neither," Olivia whispered.

"I'm sorry, I should have talked to you before Cragen, but there was no time," Elliot explained.

"Yeah, you should have," Olivia agreed.

"You are a grown-up woman and you are capable of making decisions of your own, but I want to keep you safe. You are used to be independent, but you don't have to be anymore. I'm here. I will respect the choices you make and support you. I promise not to go behind your back ever again, I'm just trying to keep you safe. I wouldn't survive losing you. I love you Liv," Elliot explained, knowing she probably is still angry.

Olivia nod against his chest – he was just looking after her.

Elliot released her and closed the door. Olivia took in her position sitting on the couch staring at her phone.

"Where have you been whole day?" Elliot asked, when he took off his coat and opened the refrigerator.

"Had some unfinished business," She said avoiding the subject.

"Did you finish them?" Elliot asked.

"Yeah, I did," Olivia replied, hoping Elliot would drop the subject.

Her phone rang and Olivia already knew who it was. Elliot found some leftover pasta and warmed it up before he joined her on the couch.

"Who was that?" he asked and started eating.

"IAB," Olivia answered simply.

Elliot's eyes widened as he looked at her with puzzled face.

"Guess you won't have to worry about me for 75 days, because that's how long I'll be suspended effective immediately," Olivia repeated her punishment to Elliot.

"What did you do?" Elliot asked.

"I helped my fugitive brother. I was at IAB before, first Dean gave his statement and then I did," Olivia explained.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Elliot asked, still shocked.

"You had Kathleen to worry about and I didn't want to get you wrapped in this too. This was my problem and I had to take care of it," Olivia continued.

"You still don't get it, do you?" Elliot asked with raised voice.

"Get what?" Olivia asked, irritated.

"We're supposed to make these decisions together. You're supposed to turn to me, not to agent Porter. Liv, you are not making decisions just for yourself anymore," Elliot almost shouted.

"El, I had to take responsibility, there is nothing to discuss. I needed Dean to give his statement," Olivia fired back.

"Of course he would come and do what you want, can't you see, he's just trying to get into your pants," Elliot raged.

"You need to calm down or leave, I'm not dealing with your rage today," Olivia said confidently and stood up, she went to the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

It seemed like hours later, when Elliot entered the bedroom. Olivia was already under the covers seemingly asleep, when Elliot joined her. He stripped down to his boxers and slipped under the covers next to her. He moved closer to Olivia and wrapped his arm around her.

"You know we have a lot of things to work out," Olivia said.

Of course she was not asleep.

"I know," Elliot agreed.

"Everything is changing," she stated.

"We just move along the way and take one step at the time. It'll be okay," Elliot said comfortingly.

Olivia didn't respond.

Elliot moved his lips to her shoulder and started kissing her soft skin there moving towards her neck. She let out an involuntary moan as he kissed her right behind the ear. Elliot gained confidence and moved to her jaw, dropping kisses on every inch of skin he could reach. He gently turned her, so she was on her back, when he pressed his lips to hers.

He kissed her. Their tongues danced together until he pulled away, when oxygen became necessary. She slipped her hands around his neck, one winding up in his short hair as she pulled him back to her. His hands ran up and down on her sides, tracing her curves along the way. He could feel himself growing harder by the minute.

Elliot reached the waistband of her shorts and slipped his hands under the clothing, tracing the soft skin of her lower abdomen. Olivia's moan was muffled as his lips were still locked with hers. Olivia let her hands travel along her abdomen to his waist. She gently wrapped his hands around the waistband of his boxers and started pulling them down until he was completely naked on top of her. He didn't waste time and removed her shorts and slipped his finger inside of her, causing her to break the kiss and throw her head back.

She bit her lip, when he inserted another finger and started moving her hands. She gripped his shoulders, surely leaving bruises, but it felt so good. She kept on biting her lip, muffling her moans, until she tasted blood. She was so close. She leaned forward into his touch and wrapped her hands on his back pulling his body closer. Her head rested on the crook of his neck, her lips sucking his skin.

Elliot gained confidence in her muffled moans and her tightening grip on his shoulders – he knew she was getting closer. He moved his free hand under her shirt and gripped her left breast, tracing circles around her hardened nipple with his thumb.

She couldn't keep it together anymore and once more throw her head back on the pillow and started moaning his name louder as she got closer.

"Elliot!" Olivia shouted as she came.

Elliot had a satisfied grin on his face as she rode out her orgasm, her body shuddering. He kissed the corner of her mouth moving his lips all over her face and neck, dropping kisses along the way. His hand was no longer toying with her breast, but he had a grip on it.

She opened her eyes and looked at his darkened blue orbs.

"Thank you," she said breathlessly.

"Oh, I'm just getting started," he smirked and crashed his lips over hers.

Olivia removed her hands from his back and moved them down across his chest and muscular abdomen to the place he wanted to be touched the most. She avoided touching his most sensitive spots and got hisses in response.

She accidentally brushed against his groin, but removed her hands the moment contact was made.

"Liv," he said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, dear?" she said innocently.

He slapped her hands away and pressed his hardened member against her abdomen.

"This is what you do to me," he hissed to her ear.

Olivia smiled and moved her hands back to his member, stroking lightly.

"Need to be inside, Liv," he hissed again.

She smiled mischievously.

Without wasting any moment longer she flipped them over so she ended on sitting on his abdomen, her legs on both sides of him. He looked at her and frowned as he realized that his view was blocked by her t-shit. Why was she still wearing that?

Olivia noticed his frown and tried to pull her shirt over her head, but he again smacked her hands away. In one swift movement he threw her shirt around her head, not caring where it lands and took in the sight of her swollen breasts looking back at him. He took a moment to cup both of them in his hands before he wrapped his hands around her back and rolled them over again.

One quick movement and he buried himself inside of her.

She was positive she stopped breathing for a moment and winced, as he groaned in her ear.

"Liv?" he asked for permission.

"Give me a second," she breathed out.

He was growing restless by the second. His hands were on both sides of her head as he pulled all the way out and slammed into her again. He kissed her and muffled any sound she was about to make.

He started thrusting slowly in and out of her and her hands were on his back, her nails dragging across his skin, marking her territory. Olivia started moving her hips meeting him halfway and settling into all familiar rhythm they knew so well. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her heels to his bottom, urging his movements.

Elliot broke his lips away from her, wanting to hear his moans and he was not disappointed as Olivia started making sounds he loved to hear. His lips fell to her neck, sucking her skin there – his way of marking her. He gripped her back and pulled her slender figure as close as possible and gripped her sides, not caring if he was hurting her, but he was feeling way too good.

His thrust became more erratic and her moans became louder as they got closer to the release.

"Let go, Liv," he panted, feeling she was about to come again.

"El," was all the sound she managed to make before something exploded in her lower abdomen for the second time. Her body went limb in his arms, crying out his name multiple times.

He tightened his grip, if it was possible, moved his lips back to hers and slammed into her multiple times before his vision went black and he exploded inside of her.

He collapsed on top of her, breaking the kiss as his head fell to her side. He was probably crushing her, but he was unable to move, plus she felt so good under him.

Elliot's body covered her, when they were trying to get their breathing under control and come down from the heights.

"I love you," he said after he got his breathing under control again.

"Love you too," she replied.

He met her lips once more in a slow, lazy post-climax kiss, to which she gave in easily and responded right away.

Elliot moved his fingers to her clit and stroked her there, still buried deep inside of her. She felt her climax starting to build up for the third time during the night and when his mouth met her sensitive breast; she felt her world coming apart.

He trailed kisses on her chest and then moving up to kiss her lips again. There seemed to be something intoxicating about the way her lips felt, especially after climaxing.

"Now I'm done with you," he said after pulling apart.

"I'm positive I can't move, so that's a good sign," Olivia said.

Elliot smirked and buried his face in her hair.

"El," she said after a moment.

Elliot made a sound at the back of his throat.

"You're heavy," She stated.

Instantly Elliot pulled out of her and rolled them over so she was halfway on top of her.

"You, however, are not," he said, running his hand along with her spine.

"Go to sleep," she said tiredly.

"Mmm," was all sound he made.

It wasn't long until sleep claimed them and they entered peaceful land of dreams.

***SVU***

Elliot woke up alone, missing the warmth Olivia's body against him offered, but he was used to it. Olivia rarely slept whole night by his side – she usually rolled to the furthest side of the bed during nights.

He reached out his hand to pull her back, but he was surprised to find the bed empty. Her spot was still warm, so she couldn't have slipped out long ago. He looked at the time.

5:54 he read.

He still had 6 minutes before the alarm goes off.

Sudden sound from the bathroom woke his senses. He got up, pulled on his boxers and knocked on the bathroom door before entering.

Olivia was crouching over the toilet, trying to puke her insides out. He got to her side and took a hold of her long brown hair, running his other hand up and down on her back.

"Go away," she said exhaustedly.

"Morning sickness is a bitch," he said, ignoring her request.

"How would you know? You are not the one, who's trying to throw up her intestines," she said sarcastically before another wave hit her.

After she decided she had all, he helped her up and poured her a class of water. She rinsed her mouth and brushed her teeth, trying to get the taste of vomit out of her mouth.

Elliot took out his toothbrush and followed her lead. Afterwards she got back under the covers while he went to kitchen to make himself breakfast. He decided to make eggs, hoping Olivia wouldn't object.

He finished cooking and went back to the bedroom, to get her only to find Olivia fast asleep, hugging her pillow.

Elliot decided he didn't have a heart to wake her and instead grabbed his clothes and dressed for work.

He ate in silence and just before leaving checked up on her.

She was still sleeping peacefully, when he quietly opened the bedroom door. Elliot came and sat down by the side of the bed. He covered her with blanket and gently kissed her forehead, letting his hand rest on her side.

She groaned at the contact and blinked open her eyes.

"Go back to sleep," he whispered.

"Have a nice day," she said before closing her eyes again.

Elliot smiled and stood up. He reached the door, when Olivia stopped him.

"El?" she asked.

"Yeah," he replied and turned to her.

"Move in with me," she asked softly.

He walked back to her and kneeled in front of the bed. Olivia looked at him waiting for an answer. Instead he kissed the corner of her mouth.

"I will," he said with a smile.

Olivia's smile mirrored his at his answer.

He took one more moment and kissed her once more before leaving for work. He was most definitely moving in with Olivia.