"Let me make love to you Liv." Elliot pleaded staring into her brown eyes as they started to water up from tears of joy. He wiped away her tears with his thumb. "Liv if you don't want to do this I understand."

"No, I want to do this. I'm just scared, that's all."

"Scared of what?" Elliot questioned while Olivia looked down. "Olivia, you're scared of me, why?"

"Elliot, the day Gitano had held you hostage at gunpoint and you told me to shoot, I couldn't. I wouldn't be able to handle your death. And then you said we could not work together if we chose each other over the job. I was hurting and I don't want to hurt anymore. "Olivia said through some sobs.

"Elliot then realized what he did to her. He made her scared of him. As much as he hate to admit it, Elliot was scared too that day. That's the only reason he took his frustration out on Olivia, besides the fact that he wanted her safe.

"Liv, I am so sorry I never meant to hurt you. I just wanted you safe."

"I know and I forgive you, I love you Elliot Stabler and I don't want to be scared of you." Olivia stated.

"Liv, I wish there was a way I could make it up to you."

"There is." Elliot looked at Olivia with confusion.

"Just love me and never leave me." Olivia replied as tears fell from his eyes.

Elliot removed the tears with his thumb.

"Never." He finished carrying Olivia upstairs and laying her gently on the bed.

He gently started kissing her on her neck and working his way down. His lips and tongue trailing every single detail of her body as he worked his way back up. Their lips met just barely brushing over each other. Elliot's tinge slid into Olivia's mouth, and for a second she didn't respond until Elliot's tongue touched hers. His tongue explored everything in her mouth and she did the same with his. As the kiss deepened it wasn't just any kiss. It was a kiss of want, yet need and desire. A kiss of somewhat lust, but mostly love.

Elliot stopped for a second, "I want to make your hurt go away." He whispered.

"I know."

"Do you trust me?" Elliot questioned hoping she would say yes.

"Yes." She said without any hesitation, almost as a desperate plea.

Elliot smiled at Olivia and she smiles back. He then slowly brushed his hands up in her shirt, just enough to mess with her navel. He slowly raised her shirt more and more. Olivia getting the hint, raised her arms to allow him to take it off, which he did. Leaving her in a laced golden brown bra. Elliot's eyes widened and she chuckled a little.

"What?" Elliot questioned.

"Nothing, you just seem to amaze me." Olivia replied while staring deep into his eyes almost getting lost.

"Why are you starring at me like that?" Elliot curiously asked.

"Your eyes." She replied as she reached her hand up to cup his face.

"What about them?"

"They're different. When you're angry, they're a shade of gray and when you're happy they are a light blue. But now, your eyes are a deep ocean blue. Something that I never saw before."

"You just now noticed that?"

"Well, it's not like I have been this close to you before. So, what does the deep ocean blue stand for?" Olivia inquired while never losing eye contact, but then Elliot bent down to the side of her ear and whispered.

"Love," as a smirk appeared on his face. He pulled back and looked into her eyes noticing her eyes changed into a lighter brown. "What's with your sudden eye color change?"

"Same as yours…Love." She repeated and pulled his head down towards her to she could kiss him. As the kiss deepened she ran her fingers up his shirt and slowly and carefully lifted it up. He broke the kiss and she fully took off his shirt being careful to watch his wound. When he raised his arms, he let out a whimper from stretching the wound a little.

"I'm sorry." Olivia whispered as she threw the shirt on the floor.

"It's okay, just a little pain, but nothing I can't handle." Elliot laid back on Olivia and began kissing her from top to bottom. When he reached her pants he placed kisses all over her stomach while he began to play with her waistband. As he worked his way down with kisses, he began pulling down her pants along the way. Once he got the pants off he started kissing her between the thighs. When he got to her panties he noticed that is was the same color as her bra, golden brown, and that it was soaked.

"Liv, you're so wet." Elliot said as he looked up to look at her.

"Only when I'm around you." Olivia replied as a smirk appeared on Elliot's face and hers too.

"I love you Liv."

"I love you El."

Olivia pulled Elliot's head towards hers to she could crash her lips with his. As the kiss deepened, Elliot started playing with her clit, until he slipped a finger in her wet wound. She moaned in his mouth, which made Elliot's length harden. He began thrusting with his finger very slowly and she moved up and down at the same pace. He broke the kiss and started sucking on her neck and working his way down to her breast. He took the cinnamon bud in his mouth and sucked ever so lightly. He added another finger into her wet wound and picked up his pace with thrusting, which made her moan even more loudly. He removed his fingers from her clit and replaced it with his mouth. He teased hers with is tongue until he placed his tongue in her clit. She was panting, moaning, and sweating.

"El, I'm so close." She moaned through uneven breaths.

"I know." He replied as he kept on with his action and then she exploded. He sucked up every last drop and licked his lips. He brought his lips up to Olivia and kissed her tenderly, but then it deepened. She could taste herself on his tongue which made him hornier.

"I need you inside me now." She hissed once the kiss was broken.

He positioned himself at her entrance and she could feel his tip. He thrusted into her slowly. A whimper came from Olivia's mouth and he stayed still until she could adjust to his size. When he got a silent nod from her he continued to thrust in and out of her slowly. Elliot picked up the pace and pounded harder.

"El…" She moaned.

"Livvv…" He moaned right back.

He pounded even harder and faster. He hit her G-Spot every time pushing her over the edge. After one last thrust, he pushed her over the edge completely.

"Elliot!" She screamed through a moan. Once her liquid was released it brought Elliot over the edge as well.

Releasing his playmates into Olivia he yelled "Olivia!" but it came out as a moan. He kept thrusting until every drop was out and milked her inner walls. He then collapsed to the side, both Olivia and him breathing hard. They didn't talk until their breathing caught back up with them.

"Elliot that was-."

"Incredible." Elliot interjected. "Liv, I love you." Elliot whispered and kissed her on the forehead.

"Yea, I know." Olivia smirked. "And I love you too."

"I know." Elliot chuckled and with that they drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Olivia woke up early. She gently separated from Elliot and went down starts to the window. It had stopped snowing and the sun was shining and bright. The power had also turned back on. Olivia was in a great mood. The snow was clearing up, the power was back on, and she had just previously made love to the love of her life. So she decided to watch the sun rise.

Not too long afterward. Elliot had woken up. He laid there peacefully until her heard a noise coming from downstairs and then there was a screech.

"Liv." Elliot yelled removing the covers from his body. He was having some trouble getting up due to his shoulder being wounded.

He walked carefully and quietly down the steps. He didn't see anyone around. He was about to yell her name again when he heard her scream and then a groan. "Probably from getting slapped." He thought. He grabbed his gun from the bottom of his desk and walked toward the interrogation rooms where he heard the screams. As he walked closer and closer he started to become nervous, afraid of what he would see. He cracked open one of the interrogations rooms and saw Olivia pinned against the wall by Michael.

"Step the fuck away from her." Elliot calmly said pointing his gun at Michael.

"Detective Stabler, so good for you to join us. Now if you step any closer she will be in so much pain, possibly she will be killed." Michael laughed turning to look at Elliot while his knife was on her abdominal and worked his way up to her neck.

"Why are you doing this?" Elliot questioned never taking his eyes off of Michael. One stupid mistake and Elliot would be able to take the shot.

"Because…SHE DENIED ME!" Michael responded pushing the knife closer to her enough where is drew blood and Olivia whimpered.

"And what do you want from her?" Elliot asked getting impatient.

"Well I had planned this perfect little evening, but things change." Michael smirked.

"What things?" Olivia asked finally becoming part of the conversation.

"For starters, you slept with Stabler and I don't really approve of that. Secondly, were kind of stuck in here with your partner in the way, but I could kill you. Lastly, I just think you should pay for denying me. Now, drop the gun." Michael demanded. "Drop it NOW or she dies!"

"Why would you want to kill her if you want her?" Elliot inquired trying to stay calm.

"I don't want to, but if I have to I will."

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do including killing Olivia."

"Yes I do now drop your fucking weapon!" Michael yelled getting easily frustrated.

"We can all walk out alive if you just let Olivia go. I can help you, but you must let her go."

"Yeah, right. I let her go and you'll shoot me and if not that I will be going to prison for a long time."

"Liv, do you trust me?" Elliot whispered staying calm.

"With everything in me." Olivia responded as a tear drop fell from her eyes.

Elliot and Olivia just stood there looking at each other. She knew what he was thinking and he knew what she was thinking. What Olivia saw in his eyes was something she never saw…fear. She knew what had to happen for her to get out safely and she was scared but ready. Elliot saw she was scared and he wished he could make it all better. That's why he had to do what he had to do.

"Liv…I-"

"I know…and me too." Olivia interjected knowing that he was going to say that he lover her. She wanted to hear him say it but at the same time she didn't, because to her, saying those words hear death. Are goodbye words. She wanted to wait until this was over and he was able to hold her.

The next thing she knew, she heard a shot and everything went dark.