A/N: Sorry it took me a couple of weeks for me to update but i got side tracked haha. I've been spending my time reading Harry Potter fanfic lol though I only will read Sirius/Hermione pairing because I am obsessed with Sirius, have been since the third book. Anyways because of this I'm considering writing my own fanfic of those two and I'm really excited about it!

On another note, I would have gotten this chapter up a couple of hours ago but I really wanted to get the story cover done for this story and i have and i love it. It just took me forever to upload because i wasn't using the right format and such, luckily i finished and i apologize for the long wait. Please do check out the cover though.

Final note, tomorrow is my birthday! and I'll be 19! Exciting isn't it? Sadly I don't have anything planned but I would really appreciate it if you guys reviewed my story as a birthday gift haha

Ok Enough of my rant and on with the story :)

Chapter 6: Hostage

The moon was illuminating light in the Stabler household. Olivia seemed to be the only one up, but then again it was only a quarter after 3 anyways. Elliot was asleep on her stomach, right below her breast. She gently scraped her fingers through the hair on his scalp, careful not to disturb him in his sleep. It had been a long night and though Olivia was exhausted she seemed to not be able to go back to sleep so she settled on watching him sleep.

The sudden urge to use the bathroom brought Olivia out of her peaceful moment. She gently tried to pry Elliot's arms from around her waist, but he only seemed to tighten his grip.

"El," Olivia whispered, lightly stirring him from his slumber. She tried once again to shift his weight off of her but he didn't budge. Though she did receive a groan in complaint. Continuing her actions, she tried to wiggle her legs out from beneath him, but it didn't seem to work, if anything it only tired her out more.

Heaving a sigh she slouched into the bed more and crossed her arms, slightly pouting, almost as if she was a child that just had a tantrum and things didn't go their way.

She felt the corners of Elliot's lips curve into a smile on her stomach. "Will you get your big oompa loompa butt off of me?" Olivia teased.

"Nope," he replied smiling, refusing to move.

"Elliot I have to go to the bathroom." Olivia whined wiggling around. "If you don't move I'm going to kick you."

Elliot chuckled, lifting his head up to stare at her. Her eyes were slightly drowsy from just recently waking up. She had bed hair which was sticking up in all different places. The longer he looked at her the more he thought she was beautiful. Her movement to get away from him brought him back to his surroundings. "I'm not sure how you are going to do that especially since I do have you hostage."

"You're impossible," Olivia mumbled.

Slithering his way up the bed, Elliot settled himself right in front of her. His arms were placed on either side of her so she couldn't move. His eyes glanced to the bed side table to stare at the clock. "Gesh woman it's only 3 in the morning," Elliot complained.

"Hey it's not my fault nature calls when it does," Olivia quipped back. "And if you would have just let me get up 10 minutes ago when I wanted to I would have already used the restroom and you would be back to sleep."

A smirk slowly crept onto the face of the blue eyed man that stared intensely at her. "Point taken. I guess if you must," he said raising one of his arms that had trapped her between him.

"I must," she smiled taking the hint and rolling herself away from him and off the bed. Heading for the bathroom quickly, she almost stumbled over one of Elliot's shoes but luckily she caught herself and held on to the end of the bed to catch her fall. She stole a quick glance towards Elliot to see if he was aware of her clumsiness. The grin that was plastered on his face told that he had and if that wasn't proof enough there was amusement dancing in his eyes.

Blushing slightly at her mishap and being seen she rushed into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She puffed out a sigh hoping that it would rid her of her embarrassment. Finishing up on the toilet she glanced at the mirror in front of her as she washed her hands. In her view she saw what her slumber caused. She had disheveled hair and slight bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. Mortified of her appearance, she ran her fingers through her hair trying to get out the tangles. Groaning at her unsuccessfulness she ran her hands under the faucet hoping that water would help tame her hair.

Though it helped a little it wasn't the outcome she was looking for. She silently cursed herself for not bringing her purse with her, knowing there was a brush in there for emergencies like this. She wondered if Elliot was back to sleep, knowing that he would most likely have something smart to say about her antics. She slowly walked her way to the bathroom door and just listened. For what? She had no clue. Really, what was she expecting for him to be talking to himself that way she knew if he was up?

Olivia cringed at her behavior. I'm being absolutely ridiculous here! Sucking up her pride, she swung open the bathroom door and headed for her pile of clothes that rested on a chair in the corner of the room, the entire time ignoring the man that sat up in bed staring at her with a knowing smile. Realizing that her purse was nowhere near her clothes like she thought, she stood there staring at her pile of clothes wondering where she put her purse. It could be in the living room; maybe she had put it down when she came back last night, but she swore she had deposited her purse with clothes. Alert that she looked silly staring at her clothes with no movement; she tried to think of a clever remark knowing that any minute Elliot was due to say something that would make her embarrassed. Unfortunately for her, luck wasn't on her side.

"Looking for this," the deep husky voice behind her drawled out. She could already hear the smugness in his voice.

Turning towards him she tried to think of a clever response. "What? Oh no, I'm sure I don't have it in there," Olivia stared at her purse that resided in his hand.

"Liv, I'm sure your brush is in here," a smirking Elliot stated.

"My brush?" Olivia gave a fake laugh. "Oh I wasn't looking for my brush I was looking for my tampon." Elliot's smirked faltered and he slightly paled at the mention of the feminine item. Happy with her answer, Olivia grinned at the response she received from him and continued. "I'm sure there's not one in my purse, but I was pretty sure there was one in my pants pocket…hmm…guess not. Anyways, it seems that I have run out, you wouldn't mind going to the store for me and getting some would you? I'd be happy to watch over Dickie for you," Olivia smiled at the blank look she received from him.

"I'm sorry, what?" Elliot finally responded. To say the least he was not expecting that answer at all was an understatement.

"And make sure you get the Playtex brand-Gentle Glide; that one is much more comfortable," She added going into detail a little more just to watch him squirm. Next time maybe he'll think twice before holding her hostage and being all smug.

"You're serious?" Elliot whispered slightly nervous. Never has he ever been questioned with something like this. Gesh! When she first came out of the bathroom he was hundred percent sure she was just coming back out for her brush! He was sure the added detail was just to make him more uncomfortable and it was.

Olivia looked at his pale-white face, certain that there was no blood flow going on. To dig a little deeper she nodded her head. "Yea, please El," she looked at him with a desperate face, hoping that all trace of humor was wiped of her face to make it look more realistically.

Convinced that she really needed it, Elliot started to stutter not sure exactly what to say. He didn't want to say no and seem insensitive and hurt her feelings. But at the same time he dreaded saying yes and going to the store to buy some tampons. Especially at the thought of being seen with them and ruining his masculinity. Oh God! Help me!

Figuring he suffered enough, Olivia came to his rescue. "Wait, I think I might have one in my purse. I forget I always keep a back up just in case." She reached for her purse and was glad to see some color come back to his face. She did not want him to pass out on her. She reached in her searching for the tampon, knowing indeed there was one in there in case of an actual emergency. "Ah here it is," she pulled the tampon, to make her story stick. "Looks like you don't have to go after all. Thanks anyway El. I'm sure you would have gone for me," she smiled trying to hold in her laugh. She was certain without a doubt that he wouldn't have done it; he probably would have passed out from lack of blood flow before he made it through the door.

"Yeah, of course, no problem," Elliot offered a small smile glad to feel his heart beat at a normal rate once again. He watched as she walked back around the bathroom avoiding eye contact with him. Right before she made it to the bathroom Elliot saw the smirk on her lips and the amusement in her eyes. And suddenly realization hit him. "Why you little Minx!" Elliot caught her arm before she reached the door and dragged her back to the bed where she dissolved into a fit of laughter.

Pinning her to the bed with his body he started tickling her. "El…I can't…I can't breathe…please…stop," she huffed out between each set of giggles.

He eased off his ministrations and stared at her as she panted for each breath. "That was not funny," Elliot smiled.

"On the contrary, I found it quite hilarious," Olivia smiled back at him.

"I almost passed out."

"Yeah I noticed, that's why I decided to put you out of your suffering. Maybe next time you won't hold me hostage when I say I have to go to the bathroom," She teased placing her hands on his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. So you were really coming back out here to get you brush right?" Olivia bit her bottom lip gently and Elliot came to a conclusion that she only did that when she was nervous. She obviously had no idea how much a turn on that was for him. Nodding her head, she released he lip from between her teeth.

Not being able to contain himself Elliot lowered his head and captured her pouty lips between his. He felt her hands slide from his shoulders to wrap around his neck, drawing him in closer. A moan slipped from between her lips as she felt his rough calloused hands squeeze her thigh as the other one rested on her hip bone.

She had no clue what it was with this man, she never moved this fast with any guy she dated before, but there was something about him that made her lose sense of control and want him so much she ached. As much as she wanted him she felt herself drawing back from the kiss. She wanted to believe the real reason she wasn't going all the way with him was because it was too fast, but she knew the real reason was because Dickie was in the house and she wouldn't feel comfortable with that. And to top it off he was still vulnerable from the night before. "We should catch a few more hours of sleep," Olivia stated staring at the clock. It was about 3:40.

"Only this time if you actually go to sleep," Elliot teased, calling her out about her sleepless night. She simply smiled at him and nodded her head in affirmative, completely forgetting about her messy hair that she had wanted to fix. Elliot rolled them over so that she was slightly on top of her as her head rested on his chest. "I'm thinking later the three of us can get some breakfast and maybe go to the park," he said running his hands through her hair and slowly lulling her to sleep.

"Hmmm that sounds nice," Olivia mumbled suddenly very tired and already half-way to dream land.

Elliot chuckled at her sleepy state. "Night Liv." Placing a kiss on her head he got more comfortable and began to fall asleep himself.

"Night El," Olivia whispered finally submitting to sleep and Elliot following right along.

A/N: For the record I had so much fun writing this chapter and picturing a squirming Elliot haha. Reviews are highly appreciated and please check out the story cover and let me know what you think of it. :)