"Here." Elliot held out his hand so he could help Olivia step into the tub with as much ease as possible.

"Thank you," she said taking his hand as she stepped in, and slid down slowly into the heated water.

Wincing in pain, Olivia tried to relax. Let the warm water soothe her skin, envelope all her pain even if it were only for a moment. She didn't like being so exposed in front of Elliot, but at the same time she didn't want him leaving her side. She began to close her eyes as he ran the soapy cloth over the raw skin of her collarbone and neck area. She bit her tongue holding in her cry of pain when the fabric brushed against one of the cuts on her neck. Her mind started to drift to when she got the cut..

"I told you to stop screaming!" He hissed into her face pressing the hand knife into her neck as he continued to thrust his fingers into her, normally he would enjoy her screaming but at the moment they were in a parking lot out side of the department store. He was still looking for the best place for them, he was so excited for what awaited her. He had everything planned out, throughout the entire trial all he could think about was how amazing it would feel to be inside of her.

"You're hurting me," she said in a gasping voice feeling him dig the knife a little deeper into her skin, she could feel her blood running down into her shirt.

"Oh darling," he chuckled. "This is nothing." Attaching his lips to hers as he continued to push the knife a little harder and add another finger.

"Liv, I forgot a towel," Elliot said causing Olivia to jump from her thoughts, she wasn't sure if he noticed or not. "I'm going to go get one from the laundry room," he said and began to get up from the tiled floor. She grabbed his wrist and shot up out of the water, letting out a pained yelp as water splashed everywhere.

"Don't leave me!" She cried gripping his wrist tighter, almost digging her nails in, but he would never tell her that she was hurting him.

A heartbroken look spread over his face as he sat back down on the, now, wet floor. He hated seeing her like this, it crushed him, but he was going to do all that he could to take this pain away from her; if that was enduring her slight nail digs and cold wet bathroom floor he would do it in a heart beat.

"I'm not going anywhere, Liv," he whispered, raising up on his knees to finish her wash. He could feel the water soaking into his sweatpants. "I'm going to clean your legs now, okay?" He said, wanting her to know exactly where his hands were going.

She nodded her head, giving him permission to proceed in washing her. He ran the rag up and down her legs in soft strokes, from her foot to the top of her thigh. She seen that him washing her was starting to become a struggle for him as it was her. She wanted to tell him that she could do it herself, that she didn't need help; but that would be a lie. She needed help.

"Get in with me," she said softly avoiding his eyes. She didn't want him to reject her and if he did she didn't want him to do it to her face. She bit her lip and let her tongue trace it from inside her mouth as she stared down at the cuts on her legs.

"Liv, are you sure?" He didn't want to push her, and he was afraid that her seeing him naked would do more pain then it would pleasure. That's what he hated about this, the fact that he had to think about her seeing him naked.

"Please?" She whispered, she looked up at him this time. She needed the comfort of his arms and knew that if she didn't look sure enough for him he wouldn't do it. She scooted forward in his bath tub nodding.

He started to strip himself of his clothing, starting with his shirt he pulled it over his head. Once that was gone he looked at her to see if her face showed any doubt but she had turned her head and was now looking down at the water in front of her. He wondered if it was to protect his privacy or to protect herself. He continued to slide his clothing off.

He stepped into the water behind her and once her was settled he softly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back to him. When he heard her let out a small sigh and relax into him he felt joy, for the first time since she had been found, he felt joy.

Till he seen it.

She was tracing the word weak on her leg, he knew that she was starting to believe that bastards words. He wished that he could wipe that scar away but he knew no matter what surgery she had it would never go away.

"I should have been the one to kill him," Elliot said as he ran his eyes over all the other small cuts, scars and bruises. "He needed to suffer for what he did to you." A tear ran down his cheek as he said it.

Hearing the break in his voice Olivia turned slightly so that she could look at him. "Please don't cry," she whispered reaching up and wiping the tear from his face. "I'm here now, he's dead," she assured him letting her fingers linger on his cheek from where the tear had fallen from his dark blue eyes.

He leaned into her touch and let a few more tears fall down his cheeks; leave it to her to be comforting him when she was the one who needed comfort. "Liv, I don't know what I would have done if I lost you," he whispered, cupping his hand over hers he pulled her hand a little lower on his cheek so that he could kiss the palm of her hand.

"Stop it. Don't think like that," Olivia told him turning her body a little more. She was glad his tub was big, she was able to sit sideways in his lap.

"It's true, Olivia," he stated looking her deep in the eyes. It was rare for him to be able to actually look her in the eyes, even before the attack she would always break the contact. He was never sure why, but he would find out some day. "You are everything to me Olivia, I know now isn't the time and you are grieving an-"

"I love you too," she said sliding her hand lower and completely covering his mouth with her palm so that he wouldn't interrupt her. "I love you too Elliot, and I swear, if you leave me again..." She let her words trail off as her eyes drifted shut and her body shook slightly trying to push thought of what would happen to her if he left her again.

"I am not leaving you, ever again," he assured her, he placed both his hands on her cheek so that when she opened her eyes she had no choice but to look into his. "Liv, look at me." Her eyes slowly opened revealing red glossed eyes. "I don't want to get into this now, but I didn't mean to leave, I never wanted to leave you Olivia. I will never leave you again."

"Promise?" She asked her voice deep as her pitch raised, she could feel the pain in the back of her throat. Her body needed to cry, to rid it's self of pain, but she refused. Elliot had seen her cry to many times just today, she didn't want to ruin this moment with tears as well.

"Swear."

She nodded accepting his answer, for now. She laid her head on his chest and took a few calming deep breaths, she smiled loving the feeling of his hand that was sliding in a soothing motion up and down her arm.

"Do you want to get out?" He asked thinking that she was starting to fall asleep. He had no problem with carrying her, but he was going to have some troubles trying to pick her up from this angle while covered in water.

"One more thing," she said sitting up again so that she could look him face to face.

"Anything," he said not missing a beat.

"Kiss me?" She asked him softly.

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A/N(s):

So I am rewriting all my old stories. The ones that I am in the process of updating will stay the same, but other that I have already finished will change, nothing to drastic I hope. But I liked the idea of reopening my stories and making them better. I am also repainting and modeling my room, so I'm sorry but updates for my other stories might be sorta slow; but I will continue to update this every Monday and Thursday.
Check out my stories Game On and A Thing Called Life.

-Lillian Kristine

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