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Chapter 7

About an hour later, Elliot was startled awake by the ringing of his cell phone. Blindly reaching over to answer it, trying not to disturb Olivia, who was still curled against him, he answered, "Stabler."

"Where the hell are you, Detective?" Was the greeting he received from his obviously irate Captain.

"Sorry, Cap." Elliot began, "I got word that Olivia was back in town. I went to go meet her, give her a ride back to her place." He didn't think this would work, seeing as he had been gone from the precinct for over three hours, and the tone in Cragen's voice confirmed it.

"It does not take over three hours to pick Olivia up and drive her to her apartment, Elliot." OK, Cragen is obviously not pleased. Trying to think of what to say in response to that (because he really can't explain to his Captain what has actually been going on for the last three hours), he is saved when Olivia reaches up and grabs the phone.

"Sorry, Captain, it's my fault. Apparently when the FBI decides to throw you undercover with no warning they forget that you have perishable food in your apartment. I think there's a completely new species of mold growing in a Chinese container in my fridge. Elliot was helping me sanitize everything so I can go food shopping.'

The surrealness of the situation is not lost on him as he watches his partner, his naked partner, lying in bed with him, having a conversation with their boss. He can't contain the chuckle that escapes as he takes the scene in, and apparently his mirth is not shared as she glares up at him. She finishes the conversation, promising to pass along a message to him, and hands him the phone.

"And what, may I ask, is so damn funny?" She demands with a raised eyebrow.

"You and me, lying naked in my bed, in the middle of the day, while you're on the phone lying to our boss. Come on, you can't tell me you don't find that just a little bit funny." He can see the amusement dawn on her, and her lips quirk up in a smile. He leans down and places a kiss on her forehead, just because he can, and he gets an up close look at the ugly wound marring her skin. He fingers it gently as he asks, "What happened?"

She frowns a bit, obviously this isn't where she wanted the conversation to go. "It's nothing."

"It's obviously not nothing," he objects. "Did your cover get blown?"

"No, my cover stayed intact," she sighed, realizing he wasn't going to drop it. Deciding to get it over with, she resolved herself to the anger that was sure to follow. "We were protesting at a logging operation. The loggers called the cops to break it up. When we wouldn't leave, the cops moved in on us. One of them was beating the crap out of T-Bone," and she had to laugh at the look that came over his face. Obviously, T-Bone was not high on his list of favorite names. She had to admit herself, it was ridiculous. "Anyway, I stepped in to try to help, and got clubbed in the head. Next thing I know, I'm waking up cuffed to the bed in the hospital's prison ward."

She could see the rage take over his face, as he tightened his grip on her. He leaned down and placed a feather light kiss over the cut on her head again. He simply held her for a few minutes, trying to get himself under control. Finally, something occurred to him, "What did the Captain say?"

She chuckled at the random change in conversation, "He said to take the rest of the day to help me get settled back in." She grinned at him and placed a kiss over his heart, and continued. "But he wants your ass back first thing tomorrow morning, and he wants me in tomorrow as well."

He looks at her incredulously, "I ran out of the station at ten in the morning, giving no explanation, and he's giving me the rest of the day off? How the hell does that work? Not that I'm complaining, mind you."

In response she smiles sweetly at him, "I guess he just likes me better than you. Maybe he figures the faster I get settled back in, the faster I get back to work?"

"You always were dad's favorite," he grinned. "But that's OK, you've always been my favorite too."

She smiled at him again, though the brief levity disappeared. "Elliot, it probably can go without saying after everything that's been said and done today, but I need to say it, just so we're clear. I love you, Elliot." She reached up and placed her finger over his lips, to silence any response. "Let me finish. I love you, and I am in this, completely. No more running, no more reassignment or surprise undercover jobs. You're it for me, El. I've known that for a while now, and I knew that as soon as I had you, I would never let you go. The thought of that scared the hell out of me for a while now. But while I was in Oregon, all I could think about was getting back to you, and telling you how I feel, because this life we lead is riddled with landmines. I couldn't stand the thought that something could happen to you or to me, and you wouldn't know how much I love you. I'm not telling you this to get some crazy declaration of commitment from you, but because I need to be honest with you. Things went unsaid between us for too long, and it nearly destroyed us." By the time she finished, she had tears in her eyes.

Elliot reached up and thumbed away the lone tear that escaped, and she could hear the emotion in his voice when he responded to her passionate declaration. "Liv, you have no idea how long I've wanted to hear you say that. You say I'm it for you? Well, you are it for me, too. I could never love, want or need another woman anywhere near as much as I do you. I signed my divorce papers after I got that second letter, Liv. While I couldn't be sure that I was interpreting everything correctly, the thought that you loved me, God, I couldn't think of anything else. And I couldn't stay married to another woman when you were on my mind constantly. Then I got your last letter, and I could barely contain myself. Part of me wanted to look up all incoming flights from Oregon into the tri-state area and wait outside the gate of each and every one of them. Now that you're back, you're never leaving my side again." He leaned down and kissed the mark on her head a third time, gathering his control again. "Things like this happen when I'm not by your side, watching your back. You'd better get used to the fact that I'm not letting you out of my sight ever again, because I'm yours for as long as you'll have me."

Another tear escaped from her eye, and she smiled. "I don't see that happening for a very long time, so I guess we're just gonna have to get used to the fact that we're stuck with each other." With that, she silenced any further conversation by leaning up and kissing him deeply. His hands instantly came up and tangled in her hair, keeping her head in place, not that she was arguing. While she continued to kiss him senseless, she used his distraction to throw her leg across his him, perching herself across his stomach.

Eventually, she tore her lips from his, and began peppering small kisses across his jaw. Slowly, she began kissing, licking and biting her way down his neck, making her way down his body, being sure to taste every inch of skin she found. Finally, she reached her destination, gently reaching out and cupping him in her hands. As she bent to take him in her mouth, he stopped her with a hand on her shoulder, groaning out, "Liv, you don't have to do this."

She could see how difficult it was for him to say that, clearly he wanted her to keep going. In response she smiled up at him, "It's OK El. I want to."

With that, his hand fell from her shoulder, and joined his other hand, fisted in the bed sheets. Taking this as a signal to proceed, she lowered her mouth and slowly licked her way all the way up his impressive shaft. From there, she took as much of him into her mouth as she could, and proceed to lick and suck him to the point of insanity. When he saw her flick her beautiful brown eyes up to his to observe his reactions, the sight of her mouth around him caused him to nearly lose it. He reached down again, and pulled her face up to his, kissing her furiously. While he was kissing her desperately, he used her distraction to roll her underneath him. Turnabout is fair play, after all.

Tearing his mouth away from hers, he began tracing the same path along her body that she recently blazed her way across his. He stopped at one breast, and took its rosy peak into his mouth, while his hand treated her other breast to the same gentle ministrations. After taking his time to make sure equal amounts of attention were paid to each glorious mound, he began to nip and kiss his way down her taught stomach. When he reached the apex of her thighs, he reached down and rubbed the sensitive mound he found there, taking in the sight of her face as she shuddered at just that slight contact. Needing more, he bent his head and licked her core from end to end, delighting in the startled cry she emitted. Gently inserting a finger into her, he began thrusting it into her in tandem with his mouth, which was lavishing attention on her sensitive nub. When her moans began to increase and she started writhing underneath him, he knew she was close, and inserted a second finger into her. It didn't take long before she was screaming his name as she came into his mouth, and the sight and sound of her took his breath away.

When her shaking subsided, he kissed his way back up her body, gently capturing her lips in a languid kiss. They kissed softly and gently for a few minutes while her body came down from the high brought on by a powerful orgasm. Eventually, she pulled back, and looked him in the eye. "If it wasn't official before, it is now. I'm never letting you get away from me, ever. Hell, you'll be lucky if I let you leave this bed, not if you keep doing things like that."

He chuckled in response, "We'll have to eat eventually, you know."

"That's what delivery is for. It minimizes the time spent out of bed."

Seeing no fault in her logic, he kissed her once again as he ran his hand down her body, getting a shudder in response. Needing no further encouragement, he pushed into her. He started out with long, measured strokes, but the more she gasped and moaned beneath him, the quicker he lost control. When she moaned out, "Jesus, El… faster… deeper," it was his undoing. Grabbing her leg beneath her knee, he brought it up and folded it so that it was parallel to her body. This allowed him to get even deeper inside her, and changed the angle of penetration. A few frenzied thrusts later, she was calling out his name again, and coming hard and fast around him. The feeling of her inner walls clenching him tightly was enough to send him over the edge, and he called out her name like a prayer, burying his face into her neck.

It took a while before he was able to collect himself enough to realize that he was probably crushing her, though from the way she was still trying to catch her breath, he figured she probably hadn't figured it out yet either. Gathering up his energy, he rolled to the side, reaching out and gathering her into his embrace. As she snuggled in, she breathed out a sleepy, "I love you."

Smiling, he was barely able to get an "I love you, too" out in response, before sleep once again overwhelmed him.

A/N- And there's another one that just got completely out of control from me. Needless to say, I wasn't planning on writing ONE M scene, never mind TWO M scenes, the second even more graphic. All your wonderful reviews gave me the courage to post this one, so please let me know if the quality stayed the same.

And here's the good news/bad news... Good news, I've been having so much fun with this, that, though I said it would only be eight chapters, I find myself with the ideas for one or two more. So what say you, loyal readers? A couple more chapters than 8? I was thinking of venturing into Cage territory, as I have an idea for that one that wont leave me alone. And now to the bad news. I've been updating this daily, but I'm afraid that any new chapters are going to have to wait till like Monday or Tuesday. I'm driving up to New Jersey tomorrow and I'll be staying with my sister who doesn't have WiFi (boo!), so while I will have my laptop to get the writing done for those additional chapters, I wont be able to post them for a while. But even if I don't do any more than planned, there is still one more after this! Can't go through all this and not show Olivia's return to the precinct :)

Song for this chapter: Secrets by One Republic