CHAPTER 13

"Did you hear that?" She asked as she gripped tightly on Elliot's bulging biceps.

Elliot looked at her, "I think it's just the door," He said as his panicked face was replaced with a smile. He placed a kiss on her forehead, although he was a little nervous about who was at the door. He quickly got up and put his shirt back on, making sure it hung loosely over what Olivia had created for him.

"I'll come too," she said, "Throw me my shirt. Who do you think it is?"

"I have no idea." He said handing her the shirt wishing so desperately that she wasn't putting it on. He must've been staring too long at her because he heard Olivia giggle and then felt her warm lips cover his. She stole his air from his lungs and that was completely okay with him. The sensation of the heated kiss was too much for both of them, so she released his lips, "Come on big boy," She said cupping his length and giving him a wink.

He couldn't help but yelp at the touch of her hand on him, whether it was clothed or not. "Okay but whoever it is they better be make it short," He said placing a quick kiss on her lips. He handed her the crutches and they made their way to the door. Elliot looked through the peephole and groaned as he opened the door, "Porter," He said with a head nod.

"Hello, Elliot." Porter said walking passed Elliot into the house. "Hey, Liv." He said placing a kiss on her cheek, "How's the leg?"

"It's umm…better I guess." She said nervously. She couldn't help but feel completely uncomfortable with the situation. Her chest began to pound nervously, and her palms felt clammy. She ran her hand through her hair in hopes that it didn't look all frazzled, or what Dean used to call, 'sex hair'.

"What are you here for?" Elliot asked bluntly. He was none to pleased to see him and he made no attempt to hide it.

"We gotta move you."

"What?" Elliot and Olivia both said in unison. Their eyes met briefly and tiny smiles formed at the way their brains worked like one. The encounter did not go unnoticed by Porter.

He stood there for a minute and gave the pair a once look over, "We think White be headed this way. There's not much time, get your stuff together. I have a car waiting." He said trying to hurry them along.

Elliot looked at Olivia and his eyes soothed her growing fears. She wondered how he could do that with just one look, "Okay we should get packing." She said and they headed off to the bedroom to pack their stuff.

They noticed their mistake when they both got into their bedroom.

Dean's heart sunk into his chest. Why would both their stuff be in the same bedroom? Why?! His fists clenched together and his face became red with the most intense anger he had ever felt.

They were not sharing a room. No, no…certainly not. He must just be helping her, yes that is it. He's helping her pack.

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"Oh my God, Elliot!" She whispered erratically. "He's going to know." She ran her hand through her hair, "I'm a terrible, terrible, terrible person."

"What? Olivia, no you are not. You are a wonderful person." He said walking closer to her filling the gap that was between them.

"I just I mean I broke his heart Elliot and…and…" But she had lost all train of thought because she felt Elliot's soothing arms wrapped protectively around her yet again. And God help her she loved it. She tilted her head up to his and captured her lips with his.

Elliot pressed her body as close to his as he could and for a moment it was as if Dean had never arrived and they were back in the bed about to do something that he had waiting the better part of 9 years to do. God damn Dean! He cursed and pulled away from Olivia, "We should get packing before he comes in here." He said placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

Dean's absurd thoughts were getting the better of him and he tip toed his way down the hall and towards the bedroom. He stood by the wall trying to sneak a peak through the door that was just so very slightly open.

"Sit down." Elliot demanded.

"What?"

"I'm not letting you pack, sit."

Dean felt his phone go off in his pocket, satisfied that Elliot was just helping him pack he returned to the kitchen.

"I can pack my own stuff, Stabler. Besides I know you just want to raid my panty drawer." She said and hobbled her way to the dresser.

Elliot couldn't help but laugh, "I just want to help. Let me help you." He said placing his hands around her waist and kissing the back of her neck seductively.

"If that's your way of helping we are never going to get out of here," Olivia said turning around and placing her lips to his and letting out a small moan in the process, "When we get to where ever the fuck we are going, we are going to pick up exactly where we left off," She said rubbing her hands through his short hair.

"That is the sexiest thing I have ever heard." He said as he opened her panty drawer.

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"Canada? Are you kidding me? We're going to Canada?" Elliot said as he sat in the back seat of the Feds van.

Dean and Agent Bernard (who was driving) sat up front while he and Liv sat in the back. She had her legs propped up on Elliot's lap because it was absolutely killing her broken one being cramped. Even though Dean insisted that she take the front seat so she could have more leg room, she turned him down because she would rather have a cramped leg sitting next to Elliot then no Elliot and leg room.

When he suggested that she prop her leg on his lap she couldn't help but smile. The man was a genius, "It's pretty cold back here, you got a blanket?" He asked and Dean pointed to the way back of the van.

He placed the blanket over Olivia's legs and his lap and when they were securely hidden by the blanket he ran his hand along the length of her good leg. She looked at him and smiled. What had she done to deserve such a wonderful man?

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Olivia started to shift uncomfortably and Elliot noticed immediately, "You okay?" He asked sincerely.

"Uh…yeah, fine. It's just," She started to say as she rubbed her hand along her neck, "Just my neck." She said.

"So switch positions." He said with a grin, "Why don't you use my lap as a pillow instead of a foot rest?"

She looked at him like he was nuts and glanced at Porter…who was sleeping in the front seat in front of her, "How?"

Elliot carefully placed her legs on the floor, reached his hands to the back seat and pulled out a pillow, "Here." He said putting the pillow on his lap and indicated that her head should go there.

"But…" She said, motioning to Porter.

"It's fine. He's sleeping anyway," He said patting the pillow on his lap.

She reluctantly switched her body so that her head was now resting on Elliot's lap and her legs were on the bench of the van, "This is much better."

"I agree." He said and checked to make sure Porter was still sleeping. He bent down and placed a brief kiss on her lips, "Much better." He said tangling his hands in her hair.

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When Dean woke up several hours later the first thing he did was look back at Elliot. What he saw made his insides crumble. She had her head in his lap and was actually sleeping soundly. They were together for four months and she had never looked at peaceful as she did now. He looked at Elliot who had also fallen asleep. His eyes moved downward following his hands that were tangled up in Olivia's hair.

Goddamn him.

Agent Bernard noticed the change in Porter's face and tried to pull him out of his enraged trance, "Hey man, relax."

"Huh?" Porter said turning his head to face the road.

"He was just comforting her, that's all. She got scared."

"Uh huh." Dean said not believing a word of it. After all he couldn't see Olivia's head in his lap, or his hands in her hair! Anger was going to get the best of him if he didn't calm down. He was beginning to feel like a fool.

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When Elliot woke up Olivia was snuggled up to his chest. He looked down at her beautiful face and wanted nothing more than to plant his lips to hers. He could see that Dean was now awake though so he knew that it was out of the question.

He felt for the poor guy, he really did. I mean he had Olivia only to lose her. Elliot could understand what that was like. He once lost Olivia as well…to Dean actually which he had to laugh at the irony. When Olivia was in Oregon it had destroyed him, completely and she wasn't even his…or was she? I guess if he really looked closely at their relationship she had always been his and he hers.

"El?" He heard her soft voice.

"Yeah, Livia?" He asked looking down as her eyes fluttered open.

"Where are we?"

"Ahhh…I'm not sure…Dean, where the hell are we?"

"We just got to Colorado." He said turning his head to look at the two. His insides jerked when he witnessed how close the two were. He knew that they were close, he had always known that, but Olivia had always insisted that it was just platonic; however their eyes…their eyes told a different story.

Olivia ran her hands over her belly, "You're starving, aren't you?" Elliot asked and Olivia let out a hearty laugh and slapped him playfully in the stomach. "Hey Bernard, you mind if we stop somewhere and get something to eat?"

Agent Bernard looked over at Dean to see if he would allow it, "Yeah, that's fine." He said.

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"Where are my crutches?" Olivia asked as the men were already out of the van stretching their sore muscles.

"Ah man," She heard Dean say, "Buried beneath all of our stuff."

"No problem," Elliot said and walked towards Olivia. He turned his back to her and crouched down, "Climb on."

"Elliot! No." She said but couldn't help but smile.

"Come on! Get on!" He said turning his head and flashing her those eyes she couldn't refuse.

"Okay fine, but I swear to God if you drop me I will---"

"I'm not going to drop you, Liv." He said and she climbed on offering his piggyback ride.

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"We should get a move on," Dean said when he finished his burger. With out another word he and Agent Bernard got up and headed out.

"I think he knows about us," Elliot said as he watched Olivia's reaction to Dean walking out.

"Nooooo…you do?" She asked surprised.

"Yeah…I do. I think he's jealous."

Olivia let out a hearty laugh, "What else is knew."

"Huh?" Elliot asked in confusion.

"Please, Dean has been jealous of you since day one."

Elliot couldn't help but smirk, "Oh really?"

Olivia grinned, "Yeah, he thought we were having an affair."

"Really? How come you never told me?"

"You never asked," She grinned, "He was always going on about how we look at each other--"

Elliot couldn't resist, "And exactly how is that?"

"Like love sick teenagers," Olivia said mocking Dean's tone, "His words, not mine. You don't know how long it took to convince him that we were not in love. I remember screaming at him one time because he thought he saw you checking me out and I was like 'he doesn't even know I exist!' I mean you and I were barely on speaking terms for Gods sake, and Dean was going on and on about how you were giving me those 'love eyes'. It was so annoying because you hated me then, couldn't even look me in the eye, so I don't know what he thought he saw..."

"He was right," Elliot said softly barely making eye contact with her.

"Huh?"

"He was right. I was in love with you Olivia," The moment the words came out of his mouth he cursed himself because that is not how he envisioned saying he loved her for the first time, "I was heartbroken when you were dating him, Liv. It tore my heart out in two, I couldn't stand it…and if you thought that I was avoiding you because I was mad or…whatever you thought wrong, it was because I was so fucking in love with you that I couldn't even---"

"Stop--" Olivia interrupted.

"Huh?" Elliot asked confused. Here he was pouring out his heart and soul and she was telling him to stop?

"Kiss me," She said with a grin.

"What?"

"Hurry, before Dean and Bernard come looking for us." He was still staring at her like she was nuts, "Now Elliot! Kiss me God damn it!"

Elliot shook his head with a grin and quickly got up from his chair and walked over towards Olivia. He bent down slowly and immediately felt her hands grip the back of his neck pulling his head forward sending his lips to come crashing down on hers. It was the most passionate kiss he had ever received and his pants immediately began to tighten. Her tongue instantly invaded his mouth as her hands ran through his short hair. Her tongue ran over his lips and she bit down softly on his bottom lip before she completely removed her lips from his.

"And I was so fucking in love with you too." She whispered into his ear sending chills down his spine, " Come on, we should get going."

Elliot looked up at her with a surprised smile on his face, "Yeah, hop on, gimp." He said bending down so she could get on his back. She buried her head in his neck and couldn't help but place kisses on the back of it, "Yeah, this should be an interesting car ride."