Chapter 3…

3 MONTHS LATER…

Elliot was going into the garage after a long, painful day dealing with perps… It reminded him of Olivia, how she was so empathetic and involved with the victims, so his new partner hardly filled her shoes. In the midst of all his regrets, he walked upstairs, looking forward to watching television in his and Kathy's room. But that didn't turn out as he had planned… Instead of watching TV, he ended up looking at his wife in bed with some guy that looked an awful lot like Eli.

St. Mary's Church, Philadelphia

Olivia looked beautiful, even in that white, shabby, fairy -like dress, walking down the aisle, with her hair done up in high pigtails. Dean had picked the fairy theme, and, strangely enough, Olivia went along with it, though it seemed horrible to her. Twenty minutes later, when the priest said the inevitable "You may now kiss the bride", they shared a gawky half-kiss, after which he whispered the words, "Now, I own you" into Olivia's ear…

ME's Lab

"Melinda, I need to ask you a favor," Elliot mumbled in a serious tone, holding out two small zip bags, each containing a lock of hair, which she received with a blank expression, awaiting instruction. "I need you to test these, and see if they are related…"

Porter Residence

Now, Olivia knew what Porter meant when he said he owned her… Now she knew that she couldn't trust him… At their honeymoon in Hawaii, all he did was beat her, and he had begun terrorizing his beautiful wife, Ana María Porter, again, as soon as they set foot in the house.

Stabler Residence

Eli wasn't Elliot's biological son. Kathy cried, telling Elliot that she and Andrew were going to break up, but he still asked her for a divorce. They were only together because of the kids, but the only ones likely to get hurt now were the twins and Eli, so he requested custody of all of them, including Eli, because that idiot Andrew was never a father to him.

1 MONTH LATER…

Porter Residence

She wasn't allowed to leave the house, except to go to work. She stood through all the pain and abuse, because she wanted to wait for the perfect moment, when she had money gathered and clothes packed. Porter always locked her in, but she was a cop and knew how to pick locks. The time came… She picked the lock as fast as she could, that day, for fear that he might come back early, then stopped a taxi, which took her to the train station. She took the first train that came, with destination NYC. A few hours later, there she was. She was headed to the 16th precinct.

Manhattan SVU

When he went to the precinct that morning, he had taken some clothes from Kathy's house, hoping he could spend the night in the cribs. He was mostly doing paperwork, so it could even pull an all nighter, and finish. He was hungry, though, so he waited for the rest of thegang, who were already leaving (Munch, Fin, Cragen, and Alex, who went to the precinct that day), to go down to get something to eat, even though it was pouring with rain. When they all got to the building entrance, they saw someone they didn't expect. A thoroughly drenched Olivia. As soon as she saw him, Olivia ran towards Elliot, who dropped his umbrella and walked towards her, accepting her soaked figure into his arms… "You're alive…", Elliot breathed into their embrace. Olivia raced through her words, so that if there was even the most remote possibility that she would be killed, she got to say what she had to say. "Elliot, sorry, I've waited too long to tell you this but I love you, and I couldn't stand being in WitSec without you, I just couldn't-", Olivia was hushed by Elliot's finger upon her lips. "I love you too, Olivia Benson, you don't know how much", he whispered. He pressed his mouth on hers, and she parted her lips to grant him access, while he swung her into his arms, pulling them into a fierce, ardent kiss, filled with the release of passion after 11 years of tension. The two soaked detectives stood there in the rain, holding each other, finally, while their co-workers cheered the long awaited confession of love from these two, and thrilled by the fact that Olivia was alive… Elliot teased, "You'll always be my Livvy!!!", but Olivia corrected, "Actually, it's Ana María…", while biting her lip fervently, begging for more…

2WEEKS LATER

Stabler's Apartment

"Liv, we know who shot you…", Elliot whispered into Olivia's hair. "It was Porter, who I'll have to kill… The guy's fruitcake, he said he wanted to own you, so he shot you to get you into WitSec, and make him your only connection to your old life, so you'd marry him… But on the bright side, you're out of WitSec". As she sat up and took her sweater off, Olivia the bruises she had acquired with Porter as a husband for a brief moment, but the brief moment was enough for Elliot to notice, and she saw his muscles tense. Before he could speak, she said, "El, don't. Alex is going to prosecute him, so he'll have it hard, I'll press charges for DV, so he'll have it harder, but don't. I couldn't stand losing you to Rikers for assault. Hell, I couldn't stand losing you to anything again." They smiled at each other and kissed once again, still compensating for 11 years of concealed wild lust. "What was the wedding like???" Elliot asked, out of pure curiosity. "Tackier than the ring… Gosh, I've gotta get divorced from that rat bastard", Liv replied, as she got out of Elliot's single bed, and made her way to his wardrobe to pull on an old NYPD shirt of his, since she was still had a cold from standing in the rain with Elliot. "Hope you don't find the one I got you tacky," stated Elliot, his blue eyes sparkling, and his mouth curled into a hungry, fiery smile…