a/n: Joining the band wagon of OnEshots. Grouping them all together here. Hope you enjoy!

Oh My God, this is fucking hell. I can't sleep.

She rolled over for the 100th time. It didn't matter she wasn't going to fall asleep. Not by herself, anyways.

She hadn't slept by herself in 6 months. She needed his body next to hers, giving her warmth, protection, and comfort. This bed didn't even feel like hers. It wasn't hers, not anymore anyways.

She wondered how he was doing down the hall in their room, in their bed. She wanted so badly to get up and cross the hall to their room. But she couldn't…no, no. Off limits, Big Time!

She wishes she had her book. But it was one out of many things she left in their room.

She remembers a time when this was her room. When things were complicated, before it became so easy. She smiles thinking about this time last year. When she was in a similar situation. Wanting to sneak into his room so badly, but unsure if he would welcome her.

A grin appears how far they have come. She knows now that he would welcome her with outstretched hands, kiss her passionately and ask her what 'took so long'.

But they had to be good…for tonight anyways. One night.

She takes a deep breath. This was going to be hell.

Just thinking about him laying there, in bed, no doubt thinking about her makes Olivia wet between the thighs.

She wishes the thoughts out of her head, now is definitely not the time for those thoughts.

EOEOEOEOEOEOEO

I roll over, again and take a deep breath. I smile when her scent hits my nose. I snuggle her pillow tightly to my chest.

I couldn't sleep with out her. She is like my teddy bear. I need to feel her next to me…beneath me. Her hair tangled in my fingers, my mouth teasing hers, my hands…roaming.

No Elliot, not tonight. Definitely not tonight.

I need to stop myself because I am definitely getting aroused.

I need water, a big glass of water.

I quietly get out of the lonely bed and head towards the kitchen. I stop at the sleeping figure on the couch to make sure that it is in fact sleeping.

I wonder if he is a deep sleeper…stop it Elliot, you can not make love to her, no matter how much your body is demanding it, no matter if he is a deep sleeper or not.

When my thirst is quenched I quietly make my way back to my room, only to have an arm grab me and a very hot body presses me up against the wall. Her lips attack mine with so much passion I can't even think.

My hands roam up and down her body before sneaking up the front of her shirt and cupping her breasts. She moans softly into my mouth and that is all it takes for my lower region to react.

"Oh God Liv." I say as I kiss along her collar bone, "We can't do this."

"Shhh…I know. I just can't sleep with out you." She confides in me. It is crazy how far we have come.

"I can't sleep with out you either." I confess.

She takes my hands and walks me back into our room. My eyes furrow, we can't do this, not when our Captain is sleeping away in the next room, "Liv, Don is right there."

She looks up at me pleading, "Just let me sleep with you, I'll wake up extra early and go back to my room. Please, I need your arms around me."

How can anyone say no to that?

I pull back the covers and we both climb in to our respected spots. I drape my arms around her and pull her close into my body, "That better?" I ask her as I trail kisses along the back of her neck.

"Much." She says.

I do something I know I shouldn't, but I can't help myself. I move my hand slowly but firmly along her side. I know what I'm doing, she knows what I'm doing, and we both know I should not being doing it.

My hand reaches her thigh and I snake it over so that it is hanging just below her center. I slowly bring it up to what I thought would be her panties.

How wrong I am.

"You tease!" I gasp causing her to laugh, just a little bit too loud.

We both freeze, and stare wide eyed into each others eyes, wondering if that woke up Don.

When we don't hear anything my hand continues its journey.

"No panties Liv?" I say into her ear, she grins evilly as my fingers stroke across her heated center. She is more wet the anticipated.

"You start with out me?" I ask.

HOT!

She doesn't say anything; she simply turns over so that she is on top of me hovering over my rock hard erection.

"I couldn't help it, just the thought of you in bed makes me so fucking hot I can't take it, don't worry I waited for you." She says with a wink and then places her lips back on mine.

"Are you sure we should do this? I mean he's right there Liv. And we both know our love making is ANYTHING but quiet."

She giggles softly because she knows I'm right, "I'm willing to try and be quiet if you are?"

"I'll try anything with you."

EOEOEOEOEOEOEOEOEO

Everyone must think I am the dumbest human being ever, shit; even I am beginning to think that. Now that I see them in their personal space. And by the way, I didn't think anything of it when Liv said she was staying with Elliot for awhile. It made sense, she lost her apartment when she went to Oregon, Elliot had just gotten a 2 bedroom, of course she would stay with him for awhile.

And when awhile turned into a month, a month into two, and then the straight up living together, that should have been my first sign. But it wasn't. Because they were Benson and Stabler. Super hero Detectives, soul mate partners, but nothing more. Sure they were best friends, and sure they argued like a 90 year old married couple, but together? Not a chance.

And now here I am, in their apartment, almost asleep on their couch, feeling like a damn fool.

There was a small kitchen fire in my house. Nothing too bad, but I wasn't allowed to stay the night there.

I had to take a shower the moment I arrived. I was covered in soot. When I stepped out I could hear them talking, whispering.

FLASHBACK

"Hey can you check the messages?" She called out.

"Anything for you." Elliot walked over to the answering machine hit play and that walked back over to Liv and snaked his hands around her waist.

"Liv, El- its Casey. You guys left the bar way too early yesterday! The party was just getting started…Although I bet you guys could say the same thing (she laughs) You guys really have no self control when it comes to each other---I swear if I catch you guys making out one---"

Olivia DOVE for the stop button, placing her hand on the button at the same time as Elliot's. They both didn't move, but yet stared at each other.

"Do you think he heard that?" She whispered.

"…I don't know." He whispered back.

END FLASHBACK

Sad to say that was the first real sign of proof I saw, or rather heard between my Detectives. God. I am so stupid, not to see it---ok fine. I saw it. I saw it since day one, but I chose to ignore it. But on my behalf they ignored it too! I am willing to bet that they probably didn't start anything inappropriate until a few months ago.

That is when things really began to change. That is when their feelings were so strong, so deep that it was impossible for them to ignore anymore.

I remember when Elliot was sent flying through the glass window from a perp on PCP. I saw Liv run to him, knocking me over in the process. I saw that look in her eyes, I saw that look in his eyes, and when the stretcher was taking him out and Liv was right by his side, I saw them looking into each others eyes, their love filled eyes.

They must have cleaned sweep this apartment when I called asking for a place to crash for the night. They forgot a few things though. When I stepped out of the shower the steam from the shower displayed a message on the bathroom mirror, 'I love you'.

I also walked past Elliot's bedroom---seemed a little strange that Elliot would have a floral pattern for his comforter. I saw a note as well, and no I wasn't snooping! I was looking for a fucking spoon!

Liv,

Went to have coffee with Maureen. I'll be back later…

Heart and Soul,

El

PS. You wore me out last night babe. :)

So here I am on their couch, willing myself to go back to sleep.

I hear them in there, sounds…more like moans and groans. Jesus, they can't control themselves for one night? I bow my head and shook the thought out, like I had done so many other times. Like I had to keep doing if I wanted to keep my two top Detectives.