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Christmas Dance
Chapter 2When Fin and Olivia entered the squad room, they both received strange looks from their partners, and were promptly bombarded with questions.
"How come you didn't pick me up?"
"Why are you two coming in together?"
"Care to explain why you were both late?"
Fin and Olivia exchanged glances and somehow managed to come up with a lame excuse for a story, although luckily, John, Elliot, and Cragen all bought it.
"The power went out in my building last night, and since Olivia's apartment is the closest to mine, I stayed at her place. Then I had to go back to my place to change." Fin stated simply, ignoring Elliot's semi-accusing glare. Olivia smiled inwardly at Elliot's small bout of jealousy. She didn't know exactly what he thought, but she figured it couldn't have been good.
"Then his car wouldn't start, so I picked him up." Olivia finished, giving an end to their story. Cragen shrugged and went back into his office.
"How come you didn't just take a taxi?" John asked. Fin looked at him as if he were crazy.
" I thought you told me that taxis were a conspiracy? And anyway, why would I pay money to come 6 blocks when I can just get a ride from Liv? It's on her way anyway." Fin shrugged and started on some paperwork. John stared at him for a few more minutes, but then also shrugged and went to work on his DD5's. Olivia managed to hide a smile behind the coffee that Elliot had gotten for her, and also started on her paperwork.
After two hours of pure paperwork and not a single case, Olivia's neck had started to hurt. She needed a break
"I'm heading up to the roof for a bit." She announced, taking her jacket and coffee with her. Elliot, suspecting something was going on, soon followed suit. When he got up there, Olivia was quietly sipping at her coffee and leaning against the snow-covered stone railing the surrounded the roof. He came over and stood next to her, grinning like a school boy with a secret.
"Ok Liv, spill. What's going on?"
"What? Elliot, what are you talking about?"
"Oh, come on Liv! I saw the way you were grinning when you and Fin walked in. There's something going on between you two. Spill." Elliot said, with that shit-eating grin on his face.
"Elliot, there's nothing going on between us. His power went out last night and his car wouldn't start this morning. I offered to let him stay at my place, and then I gave him a ride this morning. There's nothing going on between us." Olivia said defensively, although not enjoying the fact that she was denying her relationship with Fin to her best friend and partner. Elliot raised an eyebrow at her.
"Olivia, please. I've known you for 8 years. I can read you like a book. If it makes you feel any better, I won't tell anyone." Olivia looked at him warily.
"Promise?" she said, sticking out her pinky.
"Promise." He replied, locking his pinky with hers. She sighed and turned back to face the noisy city that bustled below them.
"So how long have you two been together?"
Olivia sighed, a little relieved to finally be able to tell someone.
"Almost 5 months."
"Holy crap Liv! 5 months?!"
"Yes Elliot, 5 months. Do you have a problem with that?" Elliot backed off immediately.
"No! Actually, I think it's great. I just wonder how you two have been able to keep it under wraps for so long." He grinned again, causing Olivia to smile a little.
"We're pretty good at hiding it. Hey El?" She asked, suddenly serious again.
"Yeah?"
"Do me a favor and don't tell Fin that I told you, and don't tell Cragen or John. The last thing we need is IAB breathing down our necks, screaming bloody murder about inter-office dating."
"I pinky-promised, remember Liv? I told you, I won't tell anyone. Come on, let's go back inside. It's freezing up here." Elliot said, as he shivered in the cold, bitter December wind. Olivia laughed.
"I'm going to stay up here for a bit longer. It's kind of refreshing. I'll be back down in a bit." She replied, turning back once again to face the city. Elliot shrugged and headed back down. Olivia stood there quietly drinking her warm coffee and thinking about how she and Fin were eventually going to tell Cragen and John about their relationship, when she heard the door open. Two arms snaked their way around her waist and she felt Fin's lips on her neck.
"Boo." He whispered huskily.
"Mm, Tutuola, you should know that you can't scare me." She whispered back, turning around to kiss him.
" At least I tried." He replied, kissing her back just as fiercely, letting his hands run through her long, honey-colored hair. Olivia pulled back, letting out a small laugh when she saw Fin's pouting face.
"Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when you pout?" she asked.
"No. But then, that's just cause no girl was ever able to resist me long enough." Fin replied with a laugh.
"Should I feel lucky that I have?" Olivia countered with a gleam in her eye.
"John thinks you should. He's seen my pouting face plenty of times." Olivia suddenly turned serious.
"What does John know about us?"
"Nothing yet, but he's got his theories. You know him." Fin said, taking a sip of Olivia's coffee. Olivia feigned annoyance, but let him drink from it anyway.
"Does Elliot know anything?" Olivia sighed.
"He came up after I did, and pretty much harassed me until I told him. So yeah, he does know. But he promised me he wouldn't say anything." Olivia told him. Fin said nothing, but nodded, and kissed her gently on the lips, taking her hand in his.
"Come on, we gotta get back downstairs, or Cragen will have kittens." Liv grinned and followed Fin back down to the squad room.
Later that night, after everyone had gone out for drinks, Fin had gone back to his apartment, saying something about calling Ken. Olivia nodded understandingly, and let him go. John and Casey had left earlier together, and Elliot had opted not to go, since it was his night with the kids, which left Olivia walking home alone on the chilly December evening. She knew she should probably take a cab, but like Fin had said earlier, why pay money to go 6 or 7 blocks? She pulled her coat around herself tighter and shivered.
Damn it's cold. Why didn't I take a taxi? She thought bitterly. Oh, that's right. I'm too stubborn! She rolled her eyes at her self conscious and continued walking, her feet occasionally crunching through the snow. She was about a block and a half away from her apartment when she heard footsteps behind her. She didn't turn around, but instead picked up her pace, walking a little bit faster. The steps behind her increased in speed also. She was about to turn around to find out who was following her when she felt something hard and heavy hit the back of her head. Olivia crumpled down to the sidewalk. The last thing she saw before the darkness engulfed her was a girl's face, saying something.
"M'am? Are you…oh my God! Detective Benson! Someone, call 911…"
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Nell