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Established E/O

Law and Order: Special Victims Unit

Crossing the Line

Chapter 1

Deception

It was a normal Saturday night, well okay it wasn't. Olivia and Elliot had just gotten home from a date at an ridiculously expensive restaurant, that required Olivia to be in a dress and heels, Elliot in a tux.

It was a beautiful dress too, hugged her every curve. With a purplish black jewel emphasis right at the bust she had turned heads. Elliot loved his arm candy, but had wanted to kill each and every guy who laid their eyes, near the jewel.

As soon as the front door to the apartment was shut he pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. He kissed her with so much force that Olivia was a little blown away. She liked it, but it wasn't like Elliot, he was always gentle with her.

He was pulling her body up against his. He lifted her up onto the counter behind them. Their mouths never parted until he ran his teeth along her tongue in a matter that made Olivia feel like she was about to become a Special Victim.

"El," Olivia said out of breath from kissing him without pause, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine." Elliot said running his finger along her shoulder making her dress strap drop along her arm.

His hand went to her neck pulling her into another powerful kiss. She loved him and would do anything for him, but this was getting abusive.

She pushed him away, "Elliot…what's wrong with you." She said keeping him at arms length, with a firm grip on his shoulders.

"Nothing," he said

She saw something in his eyes, it looked like he was angry at something.

"Elliot,"

"Olivia, I'm fine." Elliot said pulling her to the edge of the counter, kissing her neck.

"Elliot," Olivia screamed, "Stop!"

He looked up at her, "What did you say?"

He backed up like he was appalled, Olivia was so close to the edge that when he backed away she fell and hit her head on the counter. It was stinging as she sat there on the ground. Her dress was up a little high because of the position she was in. As soon as the pain eased she started to get angry, tears stung in her eyes. She pulled herself back up and slapped him as hard as she could.

Elliot felt the tears sting in his eyes as her hand made crude contact with his face.

Olivia saw his eyes immediately cloud with surprise and panic. The anger was gone and Olivia thought she saw the real Elliot.

"Olivia, I'm so sorry." Elliot said, "I swear, I don't know what happened."

The adrenaline was fading and the hurt was settling in. Tears formed in Olivia's eyes.

"Get out," Olivia said

"Liv," Elliot started to say

"Get out," Olivia said louder with more force.

Elliot was out within two seconds. Olivia was standing there as the tears tempted to fall. She backed up to the door leaning up against it. She blinking causing a tear to drop to her cheek and tumble down it.

It was Elliot, he was never abusive. She was wondering how she could have missed it. Maybe she didn't miss it…subconsciously. She had said once, "And eight years in this unit tells me that I don't need to be married to know when an abusive man is escalating." She was wrong, it couldn't be that way, she would have seen it. Something else was wrong, Elliot was always soft and tender, what could have caused him to be so harsh?

Elliot was standing out in the hall, rendered speechless. He didn't know what had happened in there. The last thing he remembered was walking in with Olivia holding his hand. Then the next thing he knew she had slapped him. For what he did not know, but there was so much pain in her eyes. Then there was the fact that she was completely livid.

He didn't know what he did, but he knew he was going to have to do some extensive damage control. He knew one thing that was great set-back. She had told him once, that it was her "policy" that if one of her boyfriends ever physically hurt her she would never go out with the guy again.

He knew this was going to take some extra help, and he knew just where to go.

Elliot knocked on the red door that had H-13 printed on it in a fancy looking font. The door swung open to Casey's endearing face. Elliot's face made her expression change from a smile to pure suspicion.

"What's wrong?" Casey asked moving out of the entrance so he could go through it.

"I screwed up." Elliot said walking in.

The suspicion didn't leave her face, "Oh no, what'd you do?"

She shut the door, and headed towards the couch.

"I have no idea," Elliot said

Casey turned, "What?"

"I-I guess I blacked out." Elliot said, "I don't know, but when I came to, Olivia was slapping me, hard and she was furious with me."

"Were you mad at all?" Casey asked thinking it sounded like a rage black out.

Elliot thought about it for a few seconds. "Not at Olivia."

"Anything else," Casey asked sitting on the couch.

"Well guys were hitting on Olivia all night, sizing her up." Elliot said, "I may or may not have been fantasizing of various ways to kill them all."

"O...k, I guess it was a rage black out." Casey said

"I don't have rage blackouts." Elliot said.

"Do you have a better explanation?" Casey asked with a tiny bit of attitude.

"No," Elliot said sitting down on the lazy boy adjacent to the couch. "Casey, she was so mad."

He had his elbows on his knees looking down at the ground. "I don't know what I did, but it wa…" his voice cracked, "was bad."

"We'll fix it, besides you would never be abusive with Olivia you probably just yelled at her or was acting like a jerk." Casey reassured him.

"Thanks," Elliot whispered.

"El," Casey said standing up with a pause, "You two belong together. You want something to drink?"

"Umm, sure what do you have?" he asked

"Coke, water, coffee, very old package of kool-aid, not recommended." Casey listed off the fluid contents of her fridge and pantry.

Elliot smiled, "Coke please."

Casey nodded and headed for the kitchen.

When she came back in later, she was carrying two glasses with coke and ice in them.

"Thanks," Elliot stated

"Yeah, I think first of all we need to figure out what the hell you did. That will help me figure out how to make it better." Casey said getting her "game face" on. "So…tomorrow, I'll pry it out of OIivia. Then we'll figure out some romantic way to fix it, but I'll warn you now, Liv's stubborn, this isn't going to be easy."

"Case…" Elliot said shortening her name, "I love her, and there isn't a thing I wouldn't do for her."

Casey sat there looking into his eyes, and she knew he meant it, but the hard part would be convincing Olivia.

She was stubborn, but Elliot was more stubborn.

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