A/N: This whole story is being written by me and OE-shipper-2006. Please read and review!

Disclaimer: Elliot and Olivia aren't going at it like bunnies so we definately don't own it.

Olivia's tossing and turning, turned in to whimpers and then screams so Elliot decided to wake her.

"Liv, wake up. Wake up." He murmured as he gently shook her.

"No, no, no! Don't hit me again pl--" She awoke and saw Elliot. Still a little freaked out she jumped away before realizing who he was.

"It's alright, Liv. It's just me. Are you alright?" He asked in concern.

Olivia nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." She lied through her pearly white teeth.

Noticing the lie Elliot held out his arms. "No you're not, Liv. Talk to me. Who was hurting you?"

"I...I can't talk about it. Please don't make me." She begged sounding like a scared child.

"Ok, sweetie...Just know that I'm here. No matter what." He was scared to push her especially after the day she had already had.

She was shaking in fear. It was obvious that who ever hurt her had threatened her so severely that she was too scared to speak about it.

"Elliot, I think I am gonna have a bath. Will you stay here?" Olivia felt so vulnerable and didn't think she could handle being alone right now.

"Of course, Liv. I'll stay as long as you need. Would you like me to cook you something to eat?" He spoke as he gently caressed her cheeks with his thumbs.

"That'd be so great El. Listen, thanks so much for this. I don't know how I'll ever repay you." Olivia said looking down bashfully.

"Happy to do it, sweetheart." He replied kissing her on the cheek as he walked into the kitchen to begin supper.

Olivia sadly stumbled in to the bathroom, locking the door behind her before turning the taps in the bath on, adjusting the temperature just right. As it filled she stared at the razor beside the bath and was really considering hurting herself. But she shook her head and thought better of it.

She sunk into the warm bath in hope that her problems would melt away. She felt soothed and relaxed for the time being. Soon after that, her thoughts paraded her head in full force. What was she going to do? There was the funeral to plan. Her mother's belongings had to be sorted through...and she was all alone. No siblings to help with anything. No aunts or uncles. No one. Olivia began to cry hysterically.

Elliot could hear her loud crying in the kitchen and ran to the bathroom.

"Livvie, let me in." He begged as he knocked on the door.

"I need to be alone right now." She sobbed.

"No, Liv. You need to be supported and held. Accept the fact that I'm here, honey." Elliot hoped he hadn't pushed her away even more.

He heard the door unlock and he stepped in keeping his head down to reduce awkwardness. Luckily Olivia was wearing a towel.

"I wanna go back in the bath, you can stay if you want or go..." She started rambling. She always did when she was so nervous.

"That's up to you, Liv. Do you want company? I-I mean not COMPANY as in like IN the bathtub, but in the bathroom. You know unless you do--no, no, we barely know each--oh god, let me shut up." Elliot also rambled when he was nervous.

"Elliot, we're both adults. I'm sure you have seen a naked woman before. But I'll understand if you want to leave me...Everyone else does." She mumbled the last three words but Elliot heard.

Elliot tipped her chin up and whispered. "I'm not leaving you Olivia Benson. I promise you that."

"I think I'm in love with you, Elliot Stabler. But we only just met." She whispered in to his crystal blue eyes. "I um...I'm gonna get back in the bath." She said.

Olivia was embarrassed; she didn't mean to tell him that she was falling in love with him. It had just slipped out.

Trying to lighten the mood he joked. "So, I guess you believe in love at first sight?" He chuckled, but then he saw her face. She looked positively crestfallen. She began mumbling her apologies but he 'shhed' her.

"You didn't let me finish...I was going to say that's good cause so do I."

Olivia smiled. It was the first proper smile that Elliot had ever seen.

"Hop back in the bath. I'll be right here." He said and kissed her on the cheek before putting the lid on the toilet down and sitting down on it.

Olivia took off her fluffy pink towel and hopped back in the hot bath.

Elliot tried his hardest to act like it was just another thing to see a naked woman in a bath, but Damn. She was so perfect. Every curve unmistakingly flawless. He gaped at her openly.

She smiled, and intent on making him blush she joked. "Like what you see, Mr. Stabler?"

"I-uh, I'm sorry, uh Olivia" He stammered as a blush crept up his face. She had succeeded in her task and she giggled at a very embarrassed Elliot.

"It's alright, Elliot. I take it as a complement." she said with a smile. Her smile grew bigger when she noticed his growing erection.

"Oh shit...I um- I'm gonna go finish dinner." He hurried out the door leaving Olivia to giggle in peace.

Olivia was falling more and more in love with this man. He was everything she'd every dreamt of.

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She appeared in the kitchen a few minutes later in a red tank top and some blue and red plaid boxers. Her bra strap was peeking out from her shirt and Elliot wanted to die on the spot. "Black lace bra...figures" He thought licking his lips as he took in her appearance.

Olivia saw him lick his lips and blushed. "Hungry there, Stabler?" She asked, seductively.

"Ummm...Ahh...Ummm." Elliot was dumbstrucked. He had no idea what to say. He saw Olivia frown and knew he had to say something. Deciding to flirt back he growled, "Well that depends, Benson...what's on the menu?"

"Mmmmm, what would you like on the menu?" She asked seductively and then winked at him. Her smile grew bigger when she noticed him getting harder.

He walked a little closer and dropped his voice to a whisper he said. "Well, judging by that outfit and the fact that you're biting your bottom lip, I'm gonna assume that I want the same thing you do."

"Mmm it would seem that way, wouldn't it, sexy man?" She laughed.

"Wanna take it in to the bedroom?" He asked.

"But we've only just met, so only if you're comfortable." Olivia replied.

"Well, you are the traumatized one. How about you decide." Elliot growled.

Olivia got dangerously close to Elliot and said, "hmmmmm...let's see." Then she turned around making sure to rub her ass across his erection and walked toward the bed room swaying her hips seductively.