AN: The end of this chapter is slightly mature... nothing too risque but just to be safe- a warning for all! :)

i was surrounded by a language/in which i could say only hello/

and thank you very much/but you spoke so i could understand/

and i drew a treasure map on your hand/

-Ani DiFranco "Hypnotized"

"Detective Benson?"

Olivia's eyes opened to the blurry face of a regular volunteer around the squadroom, who's name she had never bothered to remember. Her vision was blurry but clearing up quickly.

"You passed out. Are you ok?"

Olivia swallowed and nodded as she sat up, "I'm fine. How long was I out?"

"Just a couple of minutes." a female voice piped in as Olivia was handed a glass of water. Olivia gratefully took the h2o and drank it back as if she had just come from the Sahara.

"Did they catch Turner?"

"We haven't heard anything." Another anonymous voice pitched in.

Olivia then slowly stood up and staggered slightly and a hand came out to support her.

"Olivia, come with me." Olivia stiffened at the sound of Cragen's voice.

She followed blindly as her commanding officer led her into his office and made her sit down before his desk.

"I heard there was an incident. Came back as soon as I could."

Olivia bit her lip. She had so many questions but was terrified to ask them. She decided to just go for it, "Where were you?"

Cragen lowered his head, "Talking to an old friend. Figuring out how to keep you around until you're ready to take maternity leave... And how to keep you and Elliot out of trouble."

Olivia's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"

"Unfortunately, you're not going to be happy with the results..."

"What do you mean?"

"You're only to work in the office. Only with children and young teens. Victims only. No interrogations, no field work."

"So I'm being demoted to a Police Matron? What is this, 1887?" Olivia grumbled.

Cragen smiled bleakly. "You'll still be Elliot's partner... for now."

"What do you mean, for now?" Olivia tested the waters with Cragen.

"You'll both have to undergo a psychological assesment. To make sure that you're in a healthy relationship... not just because of convenience and the bond that partners generally have."

"That's insane! I love Elliot because of Elliot... Not because of our job."

"Liv, there's a reason women picketted the police station when men and women were allowed to patrol together."

Olivia rolled her eyes, "It's not 1971 Captain. I can run just as fast as Elliot, and I can kick any perps ass that he can."

"Not when you're nine months pregnant with his baby."

"Captain-"

"I'm just saying, those women had legitimate concerns about their husbands working with female partners. And so do I, about you two. We both know the only reason you and Elliot didn't get together earlier was because of Kathy and Elliot being so Catholic that his rosary was tied around his neck." Olivia grinned slightly at the comment, "If you want this to work out, then just do the evaluation. I don't want to break you up, you're my best team."

Olivia nodded in agreement, "Elliot is going to be a little harder to convince than me." She commented while standing. She crossed her arms over her chest and smiled at Cragen, "Thank you. For everything."

Cragen nodded and stood as well. He rounded the desk and squeezed Olivia's arms with his hands, "As long as you're happy."

Olivia nodded, "I am." she reassured her father-figure.

Cragen then leaned in and kissed her lightly on the head, "You're going to be a great mother."

"Thank you."

"Now... Munch and Fin. Do they know?"

Olivia shook her head, "No."

"Good. I would have kicked their asses to the curb if they had known about the baby before me." Olivia laughed in response. "Now, where are those sorry excuses for detectives?"

Olivia's brow furrowed, "No one told you?"

"I know there was an incident but I was hoping you would brief me."

"They brought Turner in for questioning. Elliot and I were working him when he jumped me and held a knife to my neck. He was holding me in exchange for escape. He got a quick head-start down the stairs and the guys chased after him. They've been gone for a bit."

Cragen stared at Olivia in shock, "He hurt you?"

"Just a small nick to the neck."

"And Elliot went after him?"

"He's not alone Captain. John and Fin are with him."

"Yes, because Fin and Munch have a squeaky clean record." Cragen commented sarcastically, "I better go track them down."

Cragen left the room left Olivia standing alone.

~*~

Olivia had been left alone in the office again. The office had been buzzing since the incident and Olivia continually caught the concerned glances her co-workers kept shooting her way. She was terrified as well. So many things could have gone wrong. Turner was twisted and clever. He could have done something awful to Elliot and the others.

Kim Grayleck entered the squadroom and stormed over to Olivia's desk.

"You wanna tell me why three decorated detectives and the Captain of Special Victims are all in a holding cell at OnePP?" she snapped and Olivia's eyebrows raised.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Apparently your little lapdogs got themselves collared for excessive force against Ryan Turner. The patrol's downstairs had to pull them off of him. You can barely see his face, he's been beaten so badly."

"I- I don't know what to say." Olivia stuttered.

"I'm sure you don't. Just thought I'd let you know what was going on."

"Kim- Turner- he held me hostage. He's dangerous. They couldn't let him get away."

"He didn't deserve an unnessicary revenge beating."

"You don't know it wasn't self defense. Turner has been fighting them since he got in here."

"I'm sure that will be their defense. You just better hope they weren't defending your honor. Or else they've crossed the line one too many times." Kim then stormed from the office, leaving Olivia to figure out how to get her colleagues released.

Olivia stood before the door to the cell that contained the four men who she spent almost every day with. She crossed her arms over her chest and she beckoned them with her pointer finger. They silently lined up before her and she motioned for them to hold out their hands for inspection. She cringed at the red, blue, purple and black that covered their hands. She took each hand in her own and tenderly touched their wounds. When she reached Elliot she examined the cuts and bruises on his face. All four had clearly been beaten badly.

"You all look like hell."

"Turner has got some fight in him." Munch grumbled.

"It wasn't till Cap caught up with us that we were able to actually slap some cuffs on him."

"Rat bastard bit me." Munch complained as he held his hand out to Olivia as proof.

Olivia inspected the flesh wound on Munch's hand, "Boy, he really got you there. You might wanna get a shot or something."

"For what? Dumbass Disease?" Fin muttered.

"Liv, you gunna get us out of here or can we sit back down?" Elliot asked. He was clearly exhausted. His eyes seemed gray, rather than blue. His ears were bright red and hot. Ever since he was a child, his ears would start on fire when he got tired. It was a trait he passed onto his children and Olivia hoped that their child would have the same tell-tale sign. It was alway a useful tool for parents, to see when their child was in need of a rest. Elliot also sported a ripped shirt and a mean bruise on his right cheek.

"What happened out there guys? Are you actually in danger of losing your jobs?"

All four men laughed, "Olivia, there were witnesses all around. They saw Ryan Turner make the first move. He fought like a madman. OnePP knows that all of the force we used was necessary." Cragen answered.

"Kim seems pretty pissed off. She chewed me out earlier."

"She's just angry because she's going to have to try us and she already knows we don't like her." Elliot muttered, "Please, can we get out of here soon? I just want to go home." He placed the heels of his hands over his eyes and rubbed. Olivia winced at the dried blood all over his knuckles. A combination of his and Turner's.

"They're getting the keys. You'll be out of here in a few minutes." Olivia explained. And almost as soon as she said it, a guard dangled the keys before her.

"You're all free to go. Captain Cragen, the Chief of Detectives wants to see you in his office."

Cragen lowered his head and sighed. "Here we go." he muttered. He then looked up to Olivia and nodded towards Elliot, "Liv, you'll tell him the deal we made?"

Olivia's eyes widened at the question being asked in front of so many people but she nodded anyways, "Of course. Good luck Captain."

With that Cragen left the holding pen.

Munch turned to his friends, "I cannot wait to wash this day off of me. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Munch exited as Fin stated his goodbyes before following Munch out.

Olivia turned to Elliot and she took his hands gently in hers. She then ran her hands up his arms to rest on his shoulders. "You ready to go home?" Elliot let out a deep, exhausted sigh and nodded.

"Lets get out of here."

Just as Olivia turned to leave, Elliot grabbed her arm and turned her back. He then placed his hands on her stomach and she looked up into his eyes to see the tears that were spilling from them. Her heart broke and she placed her hands on both sides of his face.

"Hey- hey, it's ok. We're ok." she whispered soothingly. She rubbed away the tears with her thumbs but Elliot's body was shaking, "Lets go home El." She took his hand in hers and led him from the building. He followed like a broken child. When she finally got him into her car his quiet tears turned into heart wrenching sobs. Olivia couldn't help the tears that spouted from her eyes and landed on her lap. She pulled up to their beautiful home and they sat silently in their tears for a few moments before Olivia reached for her seatbelt. She was stopped from leaving when Elliot grabbed her arm and pulled her into his lap. He then captured her mouth fully with his. Their tears mixed as they passionately kissed their fear away. Olivia's body sparked against his and she knew that she wanted him at that moment of complete vulnerability. They were both scared and broken and exhausted, yet, they could not deny the desire they both possessed at that moment. They wanted a confirmation that the other was still with them, still safe, still alive, still in love. They needed to re-connect after the traumatic events of the day.

"Let's go inside." Olivia whispered and Elliot pressed his forehead against hers. He let out a deep breath and allowed her to leave the car. He followed tiredly. He was in a fog. The only thing he was certain about was the fire that burned for his life partner. Olivia unlocked the door to their wrap around porch and then the door into their house. She dropped her bag next to their antique hat rack and threw her coat onto their beautiful worn out couch. She then turned to Elliot who stood listlessly behind her. She slowly fingered the buttons on his jacket before pulling it from his body and throwing it next to hers. She then led him up the crooked wooden stairs to their grand bathroom. She turned the ancient taps, causing hot water to pour from the spout. She then turned back to Elliot. Olivia pulled his shoes off of his feet. She then unbuttoned his torn shirt and threw it aside before starting on his pants. He could barely stand, much less do anything that required dexterity. Once he was in his boxers she kicked off her shoes, pulled her sweater over her head and shucked her jeans off, kicking them to the side. Then she tenderly removed Elliot's boxers before disposing of her own under garments. She took Elliot's hands in hers and stared at the blood and bruises. Her hands then followed his arms up to his face and she gently touched the deep blue and black wounds that were darkening with each moment. His chin, cheek , forehead and eye all wore the disturbing reminders of the day.

Suddenly Elliot moved. Slowly, his hand moved the hair away from her shoulder and he rested his thumb on the cut on her neck. His other hand rested on her naked belly. He leaned his forehead in and touched it to Olivia's. They both rested with their eyes closed and took in each other's presence. Steam billowed around their naked bodies, creating heat that they both craved. The couple stood together for a few more moments before Olivia turned and turned the shower head on. She stepped and Elliot slowly followed. They pulled the shower curtain shut and stood under the hot, streaming water. Olivia lightly held Elliot's wounded hands in hers and she gently rubbed away the blood with a washcloth. She then moved from his hands and she rubbed down his neck and arms and hips and stomach and legs and feet before standing and washing his face and hair. Elliot allowed her to care for him, like he never had before.

Olivia kissed his shoulder and rested her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her body and linked his hands at the small of her back. They stood in the same position until the water turned cold. Olivia then stepped from the shower and Elliot followed. She grabbed a towel and passed it to Elliot while they walked to their bedroom. Olivia climbed into bed with Elliot close behind her. They lay spooning until both drifted off to sleep.

The afternoon sunlight spilled across Elliot's face. It had been for the three hours he had been sleeping, but something in that moment caused it to wake him. His tired eyes opened and he was greeted by the sleeping form of Olivia. Her hair was wild and messy from sleep and lack of styling. She wore no makeup or clothing. She was in her most natural form. Elliot took a moment to study the light freckles across her face and the beautiful lashes coming from her lids. Her naked lips were so rosy and perfect that Elliot could not hold back the kiss he wanted to place on them. Her lids fluttered open and he was able to stare into the golden brown eyes that glowed, even in their exhaustion. The starry eyes brightened more when they realized who was staring at them. The rosy lips grew into a smile and the naked body stretched out sleepily but excitedly.

"Good afternoon." she whispered before pecking him on the lips.

Elliot smiled and touched her nose with his pointer finger. He was at a loss for words. His heart hurt with the pressure he felt from his love for the woman laying next to him. All he felt capable of doing was screaming it from the rooftops but all he wanted to do was express it to her- and he couldn't. His tongue was tied up and his stomach was in knots. Finally he just leaned in and took her fully with his mouth. Olivia giggled at the soft touches his hands made on her waist as he worked his way down to her legs before separating them. He entered her gently and she instantly reacted to him rocking her back and forth. Her nails dug into his back as he continued to kiss her neck. Her legs wrapped around his waist and connected at his back. They slowly worked from a lethargic, steady, pace to the fast and desperate hunger for the climactic satisfaction that would soon come. The heat of being under the covers and together caused Olivia to pant in ecstasy. Elliot's husky breathing was a verbal sign that he was steadily getting closer to reaching his climax and the feeling of Olivia clenching around him was helping him reach that peak. It wasn't long before they both collapsed in satisfaction. Elliot rolled off of Olivia but pulled her in close to him. He didn't want to lose the heat or the smell. She sloppily kissed his naked chest in thanks.

"Elliot- that was... amazing." she thanked Elliot and traced her fingers over his sweaty hip bones. She ran her hand along his flat stomach and up to his broad shoulders before dropping her head down on his chest in exhaustion. Elliot kissed her forehead and cheeks and hair and then lifted her chin with his finger.

"Look at me." he whispered. She opened her eyes and he grinned at the sight of the misty glow, "I. Love. You." He emphasized the statement, causing a pleased smile to fall across her lips and reach into her eyes.

"I love you too El."

"I love you." Elliot touched her nose with his finger and then dragged it along her body to her stomach, "And I love this little bean." he whispered as he spread his sore hand out to hold the tiny pouch she had developed. Olivia smiled lovingly.

"I love this little bean too." She placed her hand over his and they both stared at their intertwining fingers that held the most precious thing in their lives.

And at the moment, everything was perfect.

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