A/N: I'm glad everyone is liking the story so far. Thanks! Sorry it took my so long to update.
Oh, and it the last chapter, Olivia wasn't wearing a skirt, she was wearing a shirt with a wide neck that you could see down when she leaned over. Like a said before, this isn't 100 of how things would really happen, since I'm not a lawyer or a cop. Plus, I'm Canadian and we have different laws than America. Oh, and I like Alex better, so in this she never left.
Olivia and Elliot were sitting in a diner by the station. Their table was covered with half eaten burgers, and papers detailing their "relationship."
"Who comes up with this stuff?" Elliot asked with a laugh. "It's like some kind of romance novel."
"I don't know." Olivia shrugged. "I think some of it is kinda sweet. Like filling a hotel room with flowers to propose."
"You'd want that?" Elliot asked a little shocked. He had never pegged her as a romantic.
"I've never really thought about it. It's a little over the top for me, but it's still sweet."
"This is such a waste of time." Elliot said going back to his burger. "We should be stopping these people, not sitting around making up first dates."
"Well Cragen was right, people are bound to ask questions, and we could blow our cover not knowing the answer."
He knew she was right. And normally he would have studied the story without complaint, but having an entire made up relationship with Olivia thrust on him, as he was thinking about starting a real one irked him.
"I know you like to burst in and save the day, and we will. Just in time." Olivia said. He was acting a little up tight, more so than usual. She just assumed it was the case. He was always affected by the cases with children. She would just have to keep an eye on him. That's why they were such great partners. They were both passionate about the job, but were there for each other to keep that passion in check.
"I'm done with this." Elliot said throwing a few bills down on the table. "I'm going home. I'll see you in the morning."
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"So, you two know your stuff?" Cragen asked coming out his office.
"We've been married three years, dated for two before that." Olivia said thumbing the new set of rings on her left hand.
"We met through friends in Boston." Elliot added. "Made a killing in the market, got out soon after."
Cragen nodded. He knew they had learned the background. "Okay. I'm sure your bags will be checked when you arrive, so take out anything that could give you away."
"What about our guns?" Olivia asked.
Cragen placed two guns on the desk along with two passports and a cell phone. "They are registered to Elliot and Olivia Walsh in case anyone checks. Keep your real ID somewhere on you, but here are your new passports."
"And the cell?" Elliot asked.
"I want you to check in daily. Call the number programmed in the phone and pretend we're old friends. If something major happens try to get to a land line off property."
Olivia and Elliot both nodded. "What's minimum we need for a warrant?" Olivia asked.
"Here's a littler refresher on probable cause." Alex said standing her a folder.
"Okay, I think you're all set." Cragen said. "Be careful."