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Fic Title: Lockdown

Chapter: 3

Summary: Elliot and Olivia always had a special unspoken bond that no one could ever understand. Through thick and thin, they stuck together. Through all the ups and downs, arguments and disagreements; they stood tall and they stood strong. Side by side. However, everything changed the moment Olivia successfully infiltrated into the eco terrorist group. Having to leave Elliot for an unknown amount of time wasn't easy on her; and it wasn't easy on Elliot either. However, once she returned, the two didn't quite know how to act around the other. They felt as if they hardly knew one another, and that such short time brought such big change. Their bond seemed shattered… Along with the forbidden love they both felt. Nevertheless, Cragen demands they clear the air between them and hop onto their next case… A case that could either make or break them. The two arrive at a Psychiatric Hospital, where a series of rapes have been occurring, and as required, they check in their badge, gun, and cuffs at the front desk. Soon after, they find the man has gone onto a more sophisticated spree of crime…murder. Having killed over a dozen mental patients, he heads down into the lower levels of the hospital, and when Benson and Stabler pursue, the entire hospital is put on Lock-Down, leaving them alone and defenseless against one armed perp. How will they survive? Can they rekindle their bond? Just how far will these two unrequited lovers go in order to make it out alive… R&R

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Nearly five miles out and still the silence lasted. It had to be a record for them. The only sounds penetrating their ears were the soft thumps of raindrops tapping the roof of the car, and then trickling down the windows; and the soft hum of the cars smoothly running engine. Olivia never thought it possible, for either of them to keep such profound air around them. Usually, they ran from their problems; deciding to be understanding and forgiving, moving on and then dealing with life as it were. She couldn't remember when everything had changed. Couldn't quite place when she began to feel something different towards him; a pull, gravitating her to him. She knew the feeling had always been there; it was what kept them together, what made them such great partners. It made them the perfect ass-kicking pair that every perp was afraid of. Though, over the past few years, the feeling intensified, and she knew he had felt it too. The look in his eyes when they bid a night farewell, or when either of them knew the case would be most dangerous; the look of fear for the other. It had a certain intensity to it, one she couldn't quite place. One she had given more than enough thought to, only to come to the conclusion that maybe, they'd done the unthinkable. Accomplished something forbidden that was a sin to one side, and a dream to another. The jealousy and betrayal she felt; the hurt and confusion he felt, both were feelings that were part of something much bigger than they were both lead to believe. And she had just come to realization of the possibility of what it was coursing between them.

Feeling the slight jerk the car made when stopping suddenly, she awoke from her thoughts long enough to hear the grunt from his chest, and the sight of the red light before them. A subtle sigh escaped her gentle lips, and she rested her head on her hand as she lent the arm elbow first on the window ledge. The sound of rain had started to annoy her; even though she wholly enjoyed this kind of weather. It soothed her, fit her well. She dwelled in its shadows, hid her feelings with its ridges that complimented each fallen drop. Taking the dreaded silence as permanent, she reached for the radio, switching the channel to find her favorite station, only to wish her favorite song had not been playing at the moment. Her heart sank when she heard the verse just beginning, silently wishing that she had just left it alone. Because now that it was on, she just had to listen.

Elliot could see the change in her eyes when the song had begun to play, and the lyrics reached him as well. He smiled slightly, wondering just why she cringed at such a song while with him. It could have been she was relating the lyrics to him, to them. But it was more than likely wishful thinking.

Hiding her face as best she could, she tried to not let the tears show. What would it take to get them back on track? To release such unbearable tension. What would it take to have something she couldn't have? What would it take to have the man next to her…?

"We'll be okay, if we don't let it disappear…"

Elliot quickly glanced to her; the soft words she'd just spoken so gentle, they were barely a whisper, and he wondered if what he heard was what she said. She didn't, however, look at him. Her lips kept moving, and every now and then, he could hear the lyrics pouring off her lips. Her reflection in the windows glass gave away the translucent liquid that had been trailing down her smooth cheeks, and he felt his heart clench. He knew he needed to make things right; and this current case was the perfect opportunity. Finally coming upon said location, he pulled the gears into park, and jumped out in such hurry; Olivia almost allowed a small laugh to escape. She wondered what his urgency was. If any. Maybe he wanted to get this over so he wouldn't have to deal with her, or maybe, just maybe he was in a hurry to be with her alone. Pushing the thoughts out of her head, she brushed all things aside, and decided to leave all her thoughts unsaid. There weren't any point in embarrassing herself if he didn't feel the connection she did; hadn't felt the change she had. Grabbing her purse, she nodded to the man whom had their bags loaded onto the cart, and was now seemingly struggling to get it into the building. She smiled a bit, noting how Elliot became easily frustrated with new workers. Shaking her head, she bit her lip. She really needed to not pay attention to him anymore. She told herself that many times, but as they checked in and made their way up the stairs to their room, she found it not only impossible to not stare at the man, but it was wholly impossible to not have impure thoughts about him. Even after seeing him with Dani and knowing that he had commitment issues; she still fantasized about him day and night. Really, her problem was something no medicine could cure, unless there was a pill designed for resisting Elliot Stabler.

Even the time it took to get the door to their room opened was torture. 'Get a grip, Olivia' She sighed, mentally reprimanding herself as she allowed him to haul their bags into the room, and then shut the door behind them, hearing the soft click it made. Her eyes finally found reprieve as she glanced around the room, happy to see the place had some class to it. The walls were a smooth crimson, complemented by the off white ceiling and carpet, the bottom half of the walls were a distinct mahogany that gave the room a somewhat lovers feel to it. The furniture was tented, though nothing short of a light brown that allowed the room its balance in color. The kitchen, given that they were in a hotel, was a compromised size, roomy for two. She had yet to check out the bedroom. And she wasn't going near it while hers truly was in it. She could hear his mumbling and low whistling even before he had come back into the main room, and there they stood. Divided by space between them; eyes casted on anything but each other. Both knew though, that within the next few days, weeks, whatever time it took to solve this case, they couldn't avoid each other. Not in the long run; not when they were cast in such a hotel room; neither having another place to go but there. In the morning, they would need to head down to the Ward and gather information, take a look around the place. And the next day, they would need to get down and dirty. Olivia knew she would most likely go undercover. It was always her that went in as said subject. Elliot wasn't as pretty, or so Munch claimed.

Clearing his throat, Elliot glanced to Olivia, shrugging his shoulders slightly as he nodded in approval of their room.

"It's cozy." He got a nod in return. "I'll sleep on the couch…" He attempted a little conversation at least, he was trying. Olivia inhaled and nodded, walking passed him into the bedroom. "…so much for small talk…"

She rolled her eyes as she heard him, refraining from saying what she wanted, and instead slammed the door closed so she could change. There wasn't much to do with the rain pouring as it did, and the only thing she really wanted to do was escape from Elliot. She found that impossible, though as long as he didn't say a word to her, she was fine. This was why she figured they could at least sit out and watch TV in silence. They'd spent the entire car ride in an uncomfortable silence. Slipping into a pair of black boy shorts, and a tight fitting tank, she walked into the slightly medium sized bathroom to wash her face. She glanced down to her attire, and smirked slightly. Olivia knew how Elliot would always stare at her whenever she wore close to nothing, and with the leg that her shorts provided, and the slight rise her tank had when she moved, revealing her toned mid-drift, she knew she could make the man damn near pop, and hopefully regret his mistake even more. As vindictive as all this seemed, she found it entirely too good of an opportunity to let pass up. That and she wanted to see the way that mans eyes glued themselves to her, possessively almost. She shivered at the thought, and cursed herself for once again allowing thoughts of him into her mind. Tossing the towel onto the tubs ledge, she headed back out into the living room, seeing him lounged back comfortably on the first long couch, vertical to the TV. She noted that he had not noticed her; and tentatively made her way to the couch horizontal to the TV, where she laid back and grabbed the TV guide from the table. She could feel his eyes on her already; most likely narrowed in order to 'inspect' her. She half expected him to remain quiet and observant, though, she could hear him shuffling around on the couch.

"Olivia." He said, his voice drawn and slightly husky. She turned her head up towards him, body shivering at the look in his eyes. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? There's nothing on TV, I'm hunting for something to watch. Spare us both the boredom, Elliot." The use of his full name yet again.

"I meant your choice of clothing. You don't usually sleep in that?"

"How do you know what I usually sleep in?"

"I didn't mean it that way, Liv. I-"

"No, please." Her voice grew. Perfect, she was just itching to get out her frustrations. What more than to do it here now, when they were cornered. It was either make up, or break up.

"Let's not argue tonight, Liv… What's on TV?" Amazingly enough, hard-ass Stabler didn't want to argue. Perhaps her words in the past had gotten to him, or he knew that he was on her shit list.

"Elliot." Again. His full name. There was no tenderness to her words, not playful banter. The 'El' to it was gone. "You think just because I was gone, you could go against OUR partnership, OUR relationship? What the hell were you thinking? That was eight years, Elliot. EIGHT YEARS! We have the history, and you go off with some bimbo and expect me to understand? Just what is there to understand Elliot?"

Standing, Elliot reached up to clamp the bridge of his nose between his fingers, highly frustrated. Olivia followed, turning off the television as she walked towards him with a saucy sway to her hips. She meant business, that was obvious.

"Don't walk away."

"Your one to talk." Any thoughts of taking it easy on him just flew with the fucking flock out the window and she took a breath, her anger searing through her hot skin. And amazingly, Elliot found himself more turned on that anything.

"Excuse me? Elliot, you're the one who said we couldn't be partners! Do you have any idea how much that hurt me? How much it made me think about what I even meant to you? You acted as if nothing was wrong; you kept me out of the loop with everything. I shared my life with you, everything in it, I let you in. And you couldn't even do the same with me? Why is that Elliot?"

"Liv.." Attempting to calm her down, he set his hands on her shoulders, voice soft, eyes glazed over. She pushed him off and stepped back, closer to the wall as she glared at him.

"How'd you like kissing her Elliot? Did you enjoy her? Do you prefer her? Just tell me!"

And that was it. Olivia didn't even get to blink and she felt her back roughly pushed into the wall, her body pinned beneath his stronger one. What was he…? And then she saw it. The look of desire in his eyes, the raw passion that made her loins pulse; and her body quiver. Her heart pounded in her ears, and she could feel his breath against her as he spoke.

"You wanna know what was on my mind Olivia? What I was thinking when I touched her, when I kissed her…" His lips neared hers and she breathed a shaky breath. "I imagined it was you, wanted her so badly to be you. You have no idea how badly I've wanted you all these years Liv, how much I want to run my hand along your skin, and be able to taste every inch of you. Be able to call you my own. Even with Kathy, I couldn't stand it. I still needed you, wanted you. I let go of Dani, because she could never be you. You make me feel like no other has made me feel. Not even Kathy has ever come close to making me as much as you do. And whether you want to admit it or not, you feel the same way about me." He paused to run his hand down her side and thigh, watching as she shifted, and he could smell the arousal rolling off of her in waves. "I already apologized, but I'll do it a thousand times more if it means you'll one day forgive me, and talk to me. If we can go back to old times again Olivia. I'm sorry for hurting you, for doing what I did. But lets put that behind us now. Losing you, made me realize that there isn't another who could replace you, ever. I need you with me, I won't have another partner." Roughly, but rather gently, he pulled her leg up on his waist as he thrust his hips forward. "I can't love anyone the way I love you, Olivia."

Her eyes teared at his confession, and she felt the rest of the anger towards him disappear as his lips descended on hers, melting away the remaining fury left within her. A million emotions ran through her at that moment, feeling his tongue brush over hers before his mouth devoured her own completely in a passionate dance. Ignorance and bliss had never felt so good.

A/N: Reivews? Anyone want smut in the next chapter? Request it, because I'm optimistic.