Wow.
That's all I have to say about the reviews.
Sorry it took me so long to get this up but school started and I got caught up in making a youtube video - EO of course.
Anyway, here is the long anticipated chapter seven.
Nettie, I changed my mind...I went with your choice.
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Olivia tilted her head up and captured Elliot's lips with a soft kiss, barely touching her lips to his. Elliot leant forward slightly, pressing his lips firmly against hers. Neither of them dared to deepen the kiss, not sure how far they'd go. They exchanged light kisses, gently touching the others lips, occasionally letting their tongues swipe out softly.
Elliot slowly broke away and gave Olivia a small smile.
Olivia sighed and leant heavily against him, "I needed that."
Elliot chuckled slightly and felt Olivia smile against his chest, "Nothing like a bit of human contact, Liv."
Olivia sighed and inhaled his scent, willing herself to relax her fingers from crinkling his shirt, "Nothing like a bit of human contact, El."
Elliot held Olivia tighter, taking a deep breath and in haling the smell of her shampoo. It was kind of fruity and creamy, like tangerine and soap. Whatever it was it she be banned or made illegal or something because he was addicted.
"What is this, El? What are we doing?" Olivia sighed, dropping her arms.
"Well-" Elliot began only to be interrupted when the door opened, revealing Munch in all his cynical glory.
"We got a hit." Munch raised his eye brows as Olivia and Elliot subtly broke apart.
"Already?" Olivia asked, instantly feeling her muscles tighten and become jumpy as the adrenaline pumped through her.
Elliot felt Olivia tense, only standing mere centimetres away, "What have you got?"
"The stupid prick is using his GPS system in the car. We're tracking it as we speak; the destination is some sort of empty lot on the out skirts of the city." Munch explained, continuing to eye Elliot and Olivia, "Cap wants you two to head out there."
"Let's go then," Olivia was already at the door as Elliot hurried to catch up and follow her down the stairs with Munch trailing behind, mouthing that Fin and Lake both owed him $10.
Olivia grabbed her coat off the back of her chair as Elliot didn't the same and they headed for the squad car.
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"Turn right and you should come up to the lot on your left." Lake relayed the directions to Olivia over the phone as Olivia told them to Elliot.
"Thanks, we'll be in touch." Olivia flipped her phone closed and faced ahead once again, "There's the lot and what I'm guessing is Austin's car."
"Yeah, probably." Elliot grumbled.
The lot looked like it was going to be built on at some point. It was a completely flat square, a little bit of rubble scattered around as well as a couple of old beams and there seemed to be a small building, maybe five square meters in the far corner but other than that it was completely clear, bar the 8 foot wire fence surrounding it.
"How the fuck do we get in?" Elliot deadpanned as he noticed the gate on the other side, each part heavily locked together. There was no chance that he or Olivia was going to fit through there let alone work out away to get around.
Great.
Elliot pulled to a stop at the curb and Olivia was out instantly. She left her coat on her seat because it had begun to heat up; she was wearing long sleeves anyway. Elliot threw his coat in the back of the car and followed Olivia across to the fence.
"Obviously, he must be in that…building… over there but there's no window on this side." Olivia reasoned, wondering along the fence line, sizing it up.
"Why is that so important-" Elliot's words died on his lips as Olivia stuck her foot into the wire, proceeding to reach up and use two of the segments as hand holds, "Liv, we're scaling this?"
"Yeah, why not? Once we get in there he has no means of escape. This baby is our back up." Olivia replied, tugging on the wire; signalling that it was their 'back up'.
"Uh-huh." Elliot nodded, still taking hold of the fence and beginning to climb.
Olivia was at the top and swung her leg over before swing over the other. She moved down a little before dropping and landing on her feet, stumbling slightly.
"You okay?" Elliot asked, swinging his own leg over.
"Of course." Olivia gave him a small smile before stepping back and allowing Elliot to drop.
"How do you want to do this?" Elliot asked quietly, pulling his gun from its holster as Olivia did the same.
"You wanna go first or can I?" Olivia asked, just as quietly as they jogged towards the building.
Close up it was very derelict and had a few holes in the brick walls. The tin roof was rusted at the edges to the point that there were speckles of sunlight on the ground where it protruded out.
"Yeah, sure. If you want to." Elliot replied dropping back slightly as Olivia went around the ride side of the building, Elliot to the left.
There was a grimy window on the right side of the building, the bottom corner was smashed and a few cracks had made it look slightly like a spiders' web. Olivia ducked and kept close to the wall as she passed by it silently. She stepped as quietly as possible, her feet crunching the slightest bit on little bits of gravel that were caught between her shoe and the concrete.
She rounded the corner and saw Elliot doing the same, both heading to the door in sync. They pressed their backs to the wool and edged along slowly. Olivia could feel the rough surface catching her sweater slightly as she brushed past but chose to ignore it.
They were a meter each side of the door and Elliot was about to reach for the handle to swing it open for Olivia when a huge sound caught their attention.
Before they had time to react the door swung open and Austin stepped out firing his hand gun wildly in an attempt to gain the upper hand.
Olivia and Elliot backed up quickly, now on opposite sides of the building as Austin began running to towards his car, firing backwards every couple of seconds.
Both Elliot and Olivia returned fire but Austin was zig-zagging so the chances of actually hitting him were minimal. Austin was shooting like a maniac as he pulled the gate open. Olivia noticed him pulling what looked like a mobile phone or a garage opener from his top pocket and instantly recognized what was about to happen.
"ELLIOT! RUN!!" She screamed over the noise as she did exactly that.
Olivia turned and bolted, relief flooding her when she saw Elliot come out from the other side of the building simultaneously to her. Now, knowing he was there she ran faster, not daring to look back, knowing the building was going to explode in seconds-
The heat was intense and the noise was deafening as they were thrown forward by a couple of meters, landing in awkward positions and immediately covering their heads as rubble hurtled threw the air, bits of brick and concrete landing around them, the finer bits showering over them.
Elliot heard the tin roof landing somewhere to his left and was thankful neither of them had been hit with it. He picked himself up off the ground and went to help Olivia.
Olivia was already standing, rubbing her head where it had connected with the ground. She began slowly jogging towards the fence with Elliot in tow, wondering how the hell she was even moving that fast after an explosion.
"What are you doing?" He asked in confusion, once she began scaling the fence.
"Hurry up, we've gotta get out of here now. We don't know what else he might have hooked up to the explosives.
She had a good point.
They each climbed the fence, dropping from the other side in attempt to speed things up but soon realising that landing so heavily when your muscles are in shock hurts like a bitch. Elliot was the first to regain his sense of balance and pain management and began heading to the car, Olivia not very far behind at all.
She dragged herself to the passenger side and pulled the door open, dropping onto the seat and slamming the door shut as Elliot slid in next to her, "Drive to the end of the block and I'll radio Cragen, the bomb squad and the fire department."
Elliot did as he was told as they tried to get their breath back, each panting heavily. Olivia radioed as she said she would as Elliot pulled up to the curb haphazardly. He killed the engine and fell forward onto the steering wheel, still recovering from the explosion. Olivia rested back against the seat, dropping the portable into her lap and sighing loudly as she closed her eyes.
Elliot turned to face her, still leaning on the steering wheel, "Well, that was fun- What happened to your arm?" He quickly added, his face full of concern as he sat up stiffly.
Olivia furrowed her brow, lifting her right arm to see blood had seeped into her shirt from just below her shoulder all the way to her elbow, "What the f- Ow shit!" She winced as she pulled at the fabric.
"You've been shot!" Elliot raised his eye brows in shock.
"No I haven there's no-" Olivia hissed as she tugged at her sweater, "Stupid son of a bitch," She muttered.
She quickly bit the bullet, so to speak, and moved her right arm, pulling her sweater from her left. Once that task was complete she pulled her sweater over her head with her left hand before slowly dragging it down her right arm.
"Fuck, Liv. How did you not feel that?" Elliot asked, completely amazed that she had been grazed by a bullet and not noticed.
"I dunno, I was kind of distracted by the explosion and everything." Olivia muttered sarcastically as she pushed down on the edge of her wound, making more blood than necessary seep down her arm.
"You're gonna need stitches." Elliot said, matter-of-factly.
"We're not going to the hospital-" Olivia began to argue before somebody tapped on the glass, startling them both.
Olivia swung her door open and turned to Cragen, quickly covering her arm by holding her sweater to it.
"I called the paramedics because I knew you two hadn't." Cragen scolded, eyeing both of them as he did so, "Elliot, you shouldn't be driving and Olivia, you need to get what ever the hell you did to your arm checked as well as just the general once over," He added.
"We don't need to go to-" Olivia began, rolling her eyes.
"Olivia, you two were just under fire and were caught in an explosion- I don't want to hear it. You're going to the hospital. Munch and Fin can take the sedan back." Cragen replied, his voice full of authority.
Olivia grumbled under her breath as she stepped out of the car, Elliot doing the same as the both headed towards the open doors of the ambulance, passing Munch, Fin and Lake on the way, "You guys good?" Fin asked.
"I've been better," Olivia rolled her eyes.
"Well obviously." Lake sighed, not catching Olivia's sarcasm.
"We gotta go guys." Elliot butted in before Olivia could reply.
They all nodded as Elliot and Olivia headed to the ambulance parked across the road before they climbed into the back and let the paramedics begin poking and prodding.
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"This is ridiculous, you know." Olivia huffed as she sat on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge.
Elliot smirked as he sat in the chair in the corner, holding an ice-pack, wrapped in a hospital tea-towel, to his head.
"What?" Olivia asked in annoyance that she was being laughed at for being justifiably pissed off.
"Just you." Elliot's smirk morphed into a full blown grin as he held back his laughter at the scowl that danced across her features.
"I hate you." Olivia folded her arms across her chest and slouched slightly, grimacing at the effect that movement had on her arm.
Elliot out right laughed at her immaturity, "No you don't," he teased, dodging the bloody piece of gauze Olivia threw at his head.
"That's disgusting, Liv." Elliot picked the gauze up, holding the edge and threw it in the trash.
Olivia just set her jaw and turned away, "How much longer do I have to wait ti get some freaking stitches?" she grumbled.
"Not too long." Dr. Marks walked in, reading over Olivia's chart, "You were shot?"
"I wasn't shot, I was shot at." Olivia huffed as Dr. Marks began rummaging through some draws for a local anaesthetic.
"What's the difference – either way you have a whole in your arm?" Dr. Marks pulled the syringe and walked back over to Olivia.
"The difference is the hole isn't all the way through my arm." Olivia gritted out as her arm was poked once again.
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So, you like??
It's a little shorter than most chapters but I wanted to get it up.
It would have been up sooner but I got home from school and checked my e-mails then slept for like an hour and then got distracted some more.
Okay...too much AN-ness now.
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