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You all made me feel guilty 'cause you thought I had killed her, I wouldn't do that to ya'all.

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Chapter 8

For a minute Elliot just stood in the doorway watching Olivia as Casey filled her in on the week's worth of gossip she'd missed out on. Typical woman he thought to himself. He was happy for the moment just seeing her, taking in the sight of the person he had come so close to loosing.

Olivia was listening to what Casey was saying but all she could think about was where Elliot was and when he'd get here. She suddenly looked over to the door and saw him. Casey followed her gaze and spotted him too.

"I'll leave you two alone." She said before hugging Olivia and walking over to Elliot.

Whilst Casey and Elliot said their hellos and goodbye's, she quickly straightened herself out, fixing her hair and hoping she didn't look too rough. She looked up as she heard Casey say bye then walk off, her heels clinking on the hard floor.

Elliot stood there for a moment more, just looking at her now they were alone. She just smiled at him, if she could she'd get up and run over to him and throw her arms around him.

"Hi." She said. She hadn't meant to say it. It had just been a thought that had occurred to her.

"Hi." He said back.

His voice was quiet but full of so many emotions. He suddenly strode out and walked right over to the bed and kissed her. He hadn't aimed for it to be perfectly on her lips, it was half on her lips half on her cheek.

He held her face whilst he did so, the kiss only lasted a minute but to her it felt like it would never end and she didn't want it to. Then it did.

He pulled back and sat down on the bed and she could see tears in his eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked him taking his hand in hers.

"Look at you." He said.

She had a big gash on her head along with other cuts and bruises to her face, like a nice black eye, a yellowy purple bruise on her cheek. Her one arm was in plaster and a sling, thanks to the two fractures it held. She had multiple broken ribs and some pretty nice bruising to go with them, as well as bruising all over her body.

She'd been in surgery for over 5 hours whilst they repaired all the damage the knife had done. The wounds were healing she'd been told but slowly and painfully. Other than that she was okay.

"Have you ever been in a coma for a week? You get serious bed hair my friend." She joked.

"I mean I should never have let this happen to you." He said.

"El…" She said beginning to cry. "You didn't do this to me. You tried to pull me out of there. It was my fault. You saved me." She reminded him.

"Liv I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you. When we were in the ambulance and you…and when you were in that coma…" He began, he just couldn't finish.

She had come out of surgery and been put into her own private room. The nurses fixed her up with a drip and what not then left her and Elliot alone. He had sat by her bed all night and all the next day and the next then the next.

He had only ever left her to go pee, get a drink, go home to get washed and then to go to Harris's funeral. When he had sat with her he had held her hand. He'd slept with his head resting on the bed next to her body. He had intended on being there when she had woke up.

He'd spoke to her everyday. He'd talked to her about the weather, Munch's latest conspiracy theory, he told her about how bad the coffee in the hospital was and how he wasn't even going to try the food.

The one thing he had wanted to really talk to her about was the way he felt for her but he couldn't, wouldn't he needed her to be awake because he wanted her to hear him. Now she was awake and he couldn't think how to start.

He was about to talk when a nurse walked in. "I just need to check your blood pressure." She said.

Elliot got up and moved away from the bed. Olivia watched him as the nurse did the check. She knew he wanted to say something. She wanted to say stuff too, she just didn't know how to.

"Great." The nurse said as she freed Olivia's arm from the device. She then walked out leaving the two of them alone again. Elliot was leaning against the wall with his back to Olivia.

"El…" She said. He slowly turned to face her, seeing his tears made hers return. "Elliot…" She whispered.

He walked over to her and gently wrapped his arms around her. She wrapped her one arm around his neck and nuzzled her head against his warm neck. They just held onto each other, both unable to say what they needed to so they were just allowing their bodies to do some of the talking.

As he held her he thought about the first day they had met, perfect strangers. They had come so far since then, they had been on a crazy journey together, both growing in so many ways along the way.

They had gone from strangers, to partners, to friends, to best friends, at some point something else had happened between them, neither of them really knew exactly when though.

Elliot pulled away. He wanted to look into her eyes. He was only inches away from her face. She moved forward so their foreheads where touching. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the proximity of their faces.

Elliot had come to rest his hand on the back of her neck. It was like if his hand was there he could stop her if she tried to move her face away from his. "Why are things always so complicated?" She thought out loud.

"They don't have to be." He said.

"Oh really? What about Kathy?" She said. They had both been speaking with there eyes closed, but now Elliot opened his and hesitated, making Olivia open hers.

They were looking each other in the eye now. "Me and her…we weren't to be. Once…yes. But now…no. Liv I'm a different person and that person wants to be with you." He confessed.

She began to cry. She couldn't help it or hold the rebellious tears in. Elliot was now cupping her face gently in his hands, careful not to add pressure to the bruises. He brushed her tears away with his thumbs whilst they both just stared into each other. They both seemed to be lost in each others eyes.

Elliot moved his lips over hers, at first just brushing his lips over hers. It was like he was making sure this was actually happening. Then Olivia brushed his bottom lips with hers, he then kissed her properly. Lightly at first but it quickly became more passionate.

Elliot had never imagined her lips would feel so amazing against his own. Olivia had wanted this for so long and it was so much better than she had ever imagined. She wanted more from it. She parted her lips a little, an invitation for him to deepen the kiss.

He did, he gently massaged her tongue with his. His hand slid down her neck, and onto her shoulder and up her arm to her hand that was resting against his cheek. He took her hand in his and held it tight.

After a minute they both pulled back, both a little out of breath. They looked at each other, they didn't look different to each other but there was something there that was different.

"When they letting you out of here?" He asked her.

"They said a week." She told him. "I'll stay a day longer then I'm off home." She told him.

"Let me go with you?" Let me look after you till you're feeling better?" He pleaded.

Normally she would hate the attention but after their kiss, their first ever kiss she wouldn't have minded or argued if he'd ordered he be allowed to stay. She nodded.

"Okay." She said.

He smiled, satisfied,. He had let her down once, but he wasn't going to do it again. He hoped he would be able to talk to her better when they were at her place, in private. He was counting on it actually.

TBC

Sorry that was pretty short as well, it's taken me ages to write it though, I get distracted so easily.

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