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Disclaimer: Are Olivia and Elliot going at it like bunnies? No? Well you just answered your own question. LOL. We don't own it.


Olivia Benson just closed the door of her apartment after her date with her boyfriend of three months. Things were going great so far, they had decided to go slow in the relationship but that soon changed after they had been together for two weeks. They were sitting in her living room and basically jumped each other, and it never ended from there. She never thought she would find true love but she finally did. All she wanted now was a baby, and she wanted a baby soon! She had been so disappointed after the some many times of being late but not pregnant. But hopefully all that would change soon.

The brown eyed detective went to bed that night with the feeling of loneliness deep inside since her lover had to go home, he couldn't come with her tonight. Her tired chocolate brown eyes drifted shut the moment her head landed on the pillow.

She had the best dream. The most beautiful dream. One she actually hoped would come true for her. Soon. Very soon.

Olivia sat in the hospital bed with her lover right beside her. The most gorgeous baby lay in her arms. A beautiful baby girl. The bundle of joy was wrapped in a pink receiving blanket, snuggled up nice and warm. Content in her mother's loving arms.

She leaned in to her baby's father with a soft sigh of happiness. "Isn't she the most gorgeous thing, you've ever seen?" She asked with the biggest grin. The motherly pride showing clearly.

The dream was amazing It was like a dream come true... Well hopefully it would be. Olivia woke right as she leaned down to kiss the baby on the top of her head. Olivia gave a disgusted sigh.

"Really? Did it have to end there?" Olivia huffed.

This was going to be a long day, Olivia could sense it. The morning started off in a pleasant dream but that dream was soon shattered when she woke up. she felt this was God or even perhaps fate telling her that all she had was dreams, that they would never come true. she was sitting on her couch watching some morning talk show while eating a bowl of cereal. Captain Crunch to be exact. The show was just about over when there was a knock on her door.

'That much be him,' She thought to herself.

She got her self up from the comfortable potion she was in on the couch, walked over to the door unlocked it, opened it and almost had a hernia.

"Casey?"

"Ah hi, Liv. I'm so sorry to interrupt," Casey whispered, softly.

Olivia could see something was wrong with her best friend and was concerned. "Come in, honey….What happened?" She asked taking in the ADA's painful appearance.

Casey reluctantly walked in, having second thoughts about turning up uninvited, especially so early on a Sunday morning.

She swallowed and sat down on the couch, Olivia was so close behind, putting her bowl of cereal down on the coffee table in front of them.

The brunette took the red head's hands in her own and looked in to her eyes. Searching. Searching to find the source of her best friend's pain. "Honey….Case, what happened? Did someone hurt you? "

That one question sent Casey over the edge and she silently started to cry. Olivia was confused, scared and pained by the look of sheer terror.

"Casey...?" Olivia started, but was cut off by another knock on the door, the loud knock caused Casey to jump. She decided to ignore it. Casey needed her attention now.

"How could he do this? He said he loved me. He said he would never hurt me. He said he would never hurt me. He said." Casey started to mumble

"Who Case? Who said that?" Olivia asked, confused.

"He did," Casey mumbled into the brunette's shoulder.

"Honey, who is he?" Olivia asked completely and utterly confused as to who this mystery man was.

"M...My Boy...Boyfriend" She sobbed .

"Honey, you didn't even tell me you had a boy…"

The knock on the door became louder. More impatient. More angry. "I saw you go in there, Casey. Open the fucking door before I break it down!" The man yelled.

The voice was unfamiliar to Olivia.

"I'm sorry, Liv….I didn't realize that he had followed me here," Casey whispered and sobbed again.

Olivia rubbed her friend's back. "It's ok, honey…"

"Open the fucking door!" The man yelled through the polished wood door again. His voice more angry. The knocks more violent.

Olivia was worried he was going to put a hole in it and a neighbour would come out from their apartment, pissed off. Last thing she needed was disgruntled neighbours.

"What's his name?"

"Patrick. Patrick Finley."

"Go away Patrick. Or I will arrest you for assault!" Olivia called back to the man.

"Bullshit! You can't do that!"

"Bullshit nothing! I'm a cop….Get the hell away from the door now!"

"Fuck you! I'm not afraid of no lady cop!" Patrick growled as Casey cried some more.

"Casey, Honey, go into my bedroom close the door and lock it" Olivia commanded and the former ADA nodded and did as she was told. Olivia thought of what this Patrick guy said ' I'm not afraid of not lady cop ' Yeah well that what you think Olivia thought. She got her holster and and pulled out her gun. aimed it at the door and yelled.

"Come on in," She called back.

So of course that's what the idiot does. He opens the door and looks around only 5 feet away from him, he sees a woman holding a gun at him.

"You wouldn't shoot me," Patrick sneers.

Olivia made sure the safety was off right before she cocked the gun with an angry smirk.

"Wanna bet?" Olivia growled.

"Whoa!" Patrick commented. He turned to walk out but was met by his match, Olivia Benson's partner, Elliot Stabler.

"I'd like you to meet my partner Elliot Stabler," Olivia laughed.

Patrick was still looking at Elliot, so Olivia shot over and put handcuffs around his wrists.

"Patrick Finley, you're under arrest for the assault of Casey Novak. You have the right to remain, if you give up that right anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney if you can not afford one, one will be appointed to you. You understand these rights as i have read them to you?" Olivia said, then handed the ass hole to her partner.

"Take him. I gotta go talk to Casey." And with that the brunette jogged back to her room.

Olivia opened the door to find Casey laying on her bed, curled up in a fetal position sobbing painfully. The brunette was certain that the red head had at least a couple fractured ribs. Along with the bruises marking her face, neck, arms and certainly other places on her body, hidden by her clothing.

"Casey, honey?"

Casey turned over to find Olivia, wincing as she turned over. "Yeah?"

"We arrested him. Elliot is taking him to the precinct right now. Let's get you to the hospital," the detective informed the former ADA, helping her up off the bed.

"Can I ask you a question? It's going to be a tough one."

Casey nodded and leaned against her friend for balance.

"Honey?…Did he rape you?"

`The red head just looked down and sighed.

"Hey, it's ok, Casey, remember I'm use to this by now," Olivia said, softly.

"Yeah, but I'm not," Casey mumbled, too quiet for Olivia to hear.

Olivia decided to take a cab because she wasn't really sure where her keys were and quite frankly she didn't really feel like looking for them... at least not after what just happened. Olivia hailed a cab and the two females got in the back seat before Olivia gave the cabbie the address.

Once they got to the destination, the cabbie laughed, "Woah! Looks like you got beat up pretty bad. Rough night last night?" The cabbie asked looking in the rear view mirror winking at Olivia and laughed once more.

"Screw you, ass hole," Olivia hissed as she threw the wad of bills at him.

"Come on, Case, lets get you inside and checked out," Olivia told Casey as she led her inside Mercy Hospital.

Just as they got to the entrance of the Emergency Department, Casey stopped and pulled back. "I can't," she whispered, raspy.

"Can't what, honey? I'm here with you. Right by your side the whole way," Olivia tried to reassure her. "I'm here, honey. We need his DNA to convict him. You know that."
"Yeah, but you're not the one who is going to poked and prodded!" Casey snapped.

Olivia sighed. "I know, Casey. I'm just trying to help."

Casey nodded. "I know. I'm sorry, Liv…" She said and took a deep breath. "Ok, let's get this done and over with."

The rape kit was done. All went well, well at least as well as something like that could go.

The day had wound down just as quick at it had started, Casey was staying with Munch. Only cause Olivia was pretty sure Casey and Munch liked each other, which left Olivia Benson sitting next to her boyfriend on the couch. Well not as much sitting as making out with.

"Elliot. This. Should. Probably. Continue. In. The. Bedroom," Olivia said inbetween kisses before moaning as Elliot sucked on the side of her neck. She was sure he was going to leave a hickey in this wake.

"Yeah I guess." Elliot pouted very childishly and before Olivia could say anything he pulled her up and flung her over his shoulder so he was holding her by her upper legs.

"Elliot Stabler, you put me down this instant," Olivia laughed hysterically.

"No thanks I'm good" Elliot joked and slapped her butt.

"You know you have a nice ass" Olivia commented, admiring the view she had from her lover's shoulder and Elliot chuckled.

"So do you, I might add," he added and gently chucked her down on the bed.

Olivia smiled up at him, as he slowly began to undress her. Starting with her shoes and socks.

"Phew! Smelly feet there, baby," he joked, holding his nose.

Olivia sat up. "I guess you don't wanna make love. I'll just go to sleep," she said, pretending to be serious, teasing him.

He began to panic, thinking his lover was being serious. "I'm joking, baby," he said and gently pushed her back down on to her back.

The brunette laughed. "Gotcha!"

The blue eyed detective shook his head and laughed. "Evil," he muttered and moved on to Olivia's pants.

He was having trouble with the buckle of her belt and the pair were getting frustrated. Sexually.

"Hurry up," Olivia groaned.

"Got it!" Elliot cheered and unzipped her slacks.

"Bout time," she muttered.

Elliot discarded his lover's dark blue jeans and moved on to her black satin panties. "Ohhh, you're so wet, baby," he stated.

"Mm-hm. That's what you do to me, El. Now hurry the hell up, would ya?" Olivia muttered and lifted up her hips again.

Elliot laughed and got rid of the obstruction. He cupped her mound and Olivia almost lost control right there as he teased her sensitive nub.

"El!"

"Ok, ok. Hang on, baby," he told her gently and moved on to her shirt and bra.

Once they were out the way and Elliot was admiring his lover's naked body below him, Olivia looked up at him with lust filled eyes.

"You're a bit overdressed there, honey," she purred and instantly went straight for his pants, thankful that he had already kicked off his shoes.

She could see his pitched tent in his blue camo print boxers. "Well someone is happy to see me," she purred, seductively, freeing his erect member.

"You bet, baby," he replied and took his own shirt off.

His lips collided with his lover's and was a little startled when he felt her hand take hold of his shaft, guiding him in to her hot, aroused core.

Elliot groaned at the sensation of his lover's warmth of her inner walls and Olivia exhaled a deep breath in response as her body adjusted to her man's size.

Elliot managed to thurst in and out about five times before Olivia decided to take charge and gently flipped them over without losing contact.

She rode him up and down, letting her hands roam his warm bare abdomen. Her head flew back as she cried out in esctasy. "Oh, El!" She moaned as her lover met her with each and every thrust.

Elliot took hold of her slender hips and controlled her movements, just a little, before his hands wondered up and teased her breasts. Teasing her taut nipples.

He felt her inner walls clench his member and he knew that she was close to climax. He moaned in adult pleasure. "Let go, baby. I'm right behind you."

Olivia whimpered and clumped her eyes shut. "Not...Yet," she moaned.

Stubborn Benson.

She did it all the time. Trying to hold off on the inevitable. Holding on longer. Wanting it to last longer.

He felt her inner walls clench him tighter and he was about to lose control.

He gently flipped them back over, so he was back on top before ramming in and out harder and faster. The tip of his penis tapping her cervix.

Olivia's head went back and her hands clenched the bedsheets as she cried out in ecstacy.

Elliot continued to pump in and out, riding out the waves of his and his lover's orgasms before he leaned down on top of her, keeping the majority of his weight off her.

"That was fan-fucking-tastic," Olivia panted and gave him a kiss on the lips, ignoring the sweat that dripped off of her lover's face on to her's, mixing with her own sweat.

"Yeah! You were so good, baby. So good!" He added, breathlessly.

The couple lay there until Elliot slid his now flaccid member out his lover and laid down behind her, spooning her tightly. He kissed her bare shoulder.

"I love you," he murmured and let his tired eyes close.

"I love you too," Olivia replied, just as slowly and let sleep take over.