Hello everyone! soo Olivia is pregnant! Will she tell Elliot?
Oh and its a bit irrelevant but I have to say it, Mariska looked so good when she appeared on Taylor Swift's concerts! Which reminds me, omg, she was so HOT in "Bad Blood" !
I had fun writing this chapter, I think you will understand why :P
The next morning she went into work with an uneasy feeling at the pit of her stomach that had little to do with the morning sickness that had made its appearance the moment she had woken up and that officially welcomed her into the magic world of pregnancy. No, this feeling had mostly to do with the one thing that was stuck on her mind since she had found out. She had to tell Elliot, and she had no idea how he was going to react.
She entered the squad room and went straight for her desk, without even glancing at Elliot who was already on his desk, typing something on his computer with a furrowed expression. She sat down and looked around. Fin and Munch hadn't arrived yet and besides them and three more officers, the precinct was empty. No time better than the present, she thought and took a deep breath.
"Elliot…we need to talk."
He barely acknowledged her by only lifting his head some inches from what he was typing at his computer.
"I'm pretty busy here Liv, can't it wait?" he said impatiently
She cleared her throat and forced herself to look straight into his eyes.
"Actually no" She said as steady as she could manage.
He sighed and she wanted to smack him and then smack herself, for choosing this man to father her child. She was thinking carefully of what words she would choose to say to him that in almost nine months he would be the happy father of six, when…
"Benson, Stabler, my office."
She closed her eyes and cursed under her breath for Cragen's excellent timing.
"We have a break on the Clark case." He said as soon as they got in.
About a month ago, they had found murdered and raped a girl, 17 year-old Mandy Clark, who was missing for a year. As the case unraveled, they discovered that Mandy had been abducted by a group, that was selling girls her age at strip clubs.
"Jimmy Twight is the owner of Exotica, a strip club downtown. They had sold Mandy to him, but apparently she tried to escape. He found her, raped her and killed her. According to our inside man, there are five or more girls like Mandy there too." Cragen informed them.
"So what's the plan?" Olivia asked crossing her arms in front of her. She was becoming more and more hell-bent on catching this piece of shit as they dug deeper into this case.
Cragen stood silent for a moment examining her.
"Just how well do you dance?" he said finally.
Olivia stared at him for just a second before her eyes grew wide with realization.
"The hell does that mean?" Elliot spat suddenly. Olivia had almost forgotten that he was in the room too
"Um, I think it means that I'm going to be posing as a stripper." She said trying to hold back a laugh. But Elliot didn't seem half as amused as her.
"You think it's funny Olivia? It's dangerous! A million things can go wrong! Surely there must be another way Cap" he said in an almost desperate tone.
"Excuse me but it's my call and I'm doing it. Now Cap tell me what exactly do…"
"For the love of God Olivia, are you having a death wish or something? Those guys are ruthless criminals! If they make you out as a cop…"
"So they won't" Olivia interrupted him in unimpressed voice "And last time I checked Elliot, you were not my guardian or my keeper."
"I am your partner Goddamit!"
"That's enough, both of you!" Cragen said the moment Olivia opened her mouth ready to spat an angry response to Elliot.
"Elliot, Olivia is right, it's not your decision to make, it's mine and while I appreciate the danger, I'm sure that Olivia will pull it off just fine. And she won't be alone, you're going with her"
If there were levels of how red a face can turn, Elliot's had reach the top one, and then some. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He then closed it and opened it again but still no sound.
"I'm happy that we reached an agreement" Cragen said sarcastically. " Now get the hell out of my office and if I hear you raise your voices even by an octave, you will be both suspended without pay. Am I clear?" he said in a tone that suggested that the conversation was over.
Neither of them bothered to even nod at their Captain as they exited his office. Without even a glance, Elliot walked past her and up to the cribs, fuming.
Olivia sighed and fell to her chair. She looked at an unfinished tuna salad from lunch at a corner of her desk and her stomach churned even at the thought of food so she unceremoniously threw the remnants at the bin, but then she froze.
Oh shit. She thought as a wave of nausea started creeping through her body. The baby, I completely forgot about it, she thought and suddenly felt extremely ashamed of herself.
Well I kind of just found out and since there are still no signs of a bump… But how am I going to pull the undercover stunt like that? Cragen won't let me do it and Elliot….well he won't agree to it not in a million years… But it's really important that we catch those guys, save those poor girls and get Mandy justice!
Olivia sighed and for a moment hated herself for the decision she was about to make. So she wouldn't say a thing to anyone until the undercover job was done.
I would be extra careful and anyway Elliot would be there. Elliot who would have a coronary if he knew the stunt I am about to pull. Elliot who is going to see my strip out of probably very sexy and slutty underwear, preferably to some very slutty music and preferably, while also pole dancing.
And all of this, of course, for the shake of the girls.
But the look on Elliot's face will be a very welcomed extra bonus.
She looked herself in the mirror while putting the final touches on her make up. She stared at her reflection. It was over the top and nothing like what she usually preferred but it suited the occasion perfectly. She had applied a general amount of black eyeliner, giving her eyes a cat essence, black mascara was covering her eyelashes, making them seem even bigger than usual and she had painted her lips with a bright red lipstick.
She was wearing a black trench coat, that stopped mid-thigh and 5 inch silver heels. Sighing loud, she placed her hand on her still flat stomach and rubbed it gently.
"Okay sweetheart, momma is only doing this to catch the bad guys. God, I'm so glad that you won't be able to even listen to any of this…" They are not able to listen at 7 weeks, are they?
There was a knock at the door and Twight's bulldog faced bodyguard appeared.
"You're on" he said letting his eyes travel up and down her body. Without a word Olivia walked past him and out of the room.
"Let's see what you've got" he said and gave her a light spank on the ass. It took all of her will not to turn around and punch him hard on the crotch. Instead she kept on walking till she reached the door that led on the stage of the strip club.
Taking a deep breath and praying that all this won't blow up in her face, She took the final steps to the door and opened it.
The bright lights of the stage hit her right in the eyes, almost blinding her but she was still able to spot Elliot in a corner at the bar. The men around the stage started cheering and clapping once they saw her, bur her gaze was fixed on him. With sure, steady steps she walked and the center of the stage and as the music started playing, she decided that she could really have some fun with this. Her eyes always on him, she smiled seductively while at the same time she started swaying her hips with the rhythm of the music. Slowly but certainly, she unclasped the buttons of the trench coat one by one. When they were all open, she let the garment fall gently from her shoulders at the floor. At that moment Elliot's mouth opened slightly and his face changed about three shades of red and Olivia couldn't blame him. The only thing she was wearing beneath the trench coat was a lacy push up hot pink bra with satin black ribbons, and a matching silky thong. All the men around cheered louder and some whistled. As she kept on swaying to the music, rolling her hips, she slowly moved to the pole that stood behind her, grasped the metal bar around her hand and let her body make a circle around the pole. She made three rounds before her gaze returned to Elliot who had somehow managed to recover from the shock and was now looking at her poker faced. Smirking, she decided that his torture was not over yet and so, twirling and swinging her body, she walked towards the end of the stage
Knowing that no one from her squad except Elliot was watching, she reached around her back and unclasped her bra. With one move, she totally removed it from her body. The crowd beneath her burst into whistles and cheers, while Elliot's eyes went wide once more and she watched satisfied as his drink almost slipped from his hand. But that wasn't enough. Oh no. And so, she raised her hand holding the bra to the air and before thinking it again because she would surely back off, she swirled the bra once, two, three times and threw it in the air, aiming directly for Elliot.
The bra landed on his lap and at this moment Olivia didn't know what was redder, the light coming from the bar behind him or Elliot's face.
Without standing to give him a last look, she turned her back walked the few steps towards her coat, picked it up and then exited the stage decisively under the cheers of the crowd.
Sorry if it was kinda small, but I promise there are lots to come! when is she going to tell Elliot?
xoxoxo Kate