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Chapter 16

"No! Absolutely not!" Elliot roared. His face was so close to Porters that Porter could feel the vibrations of Elliot's tantrum on his face.

"It's out of your hands, Stabler." Porter said a little too smug-like for Olivia's liking, as well as Elliot's.

"I'm not leaving her. You can't protect her like I can." Elliot said taking a step back from Porter and closer to Olivia.

Porter let out a cocky breath, "Oh is that what they are calling it these days?"

And because she knew Elliot so well; she quickly grabbed Elliot's flying fist and stopped it before it went plummeted into Porters face. She dragged him by the same arm and forced them out of the room, well as best she could do with her crutches, "Well be right back," she told the two Agents, giving Porter one of her evil eyes.

When they stepped out into the hallway Elliot was ready to hit the roof, "I can't believe that guy! He thinks he can take better care of you than me? And they were Cragen's orders! What is that about? Why would Cragen do that?" He was so wrapped up in his anger that he didn't notice that Olivia slipped down the wall with tears swelling her eyes. He took a deep breath and sat down beside her; placing his hand in hers, "I just don't want to leave you," he confessed.

Olivia sniffled, "I don't want you to leave either, Elliot…but…you have a newborn son at home. You can't just give that up for me. I wouldn't want that…you don't want that. I couldn't live with myself. The guilt of you not spending time with him is already eating away at me; it has to be eating away at you too." She ran her fingers through her hair, "Look Elliot, I just don't want you to regret not spending time with him…and I don't want you to eventually hate me because of it."

He butted in before she even continue, "Olivia---I would never, ever hate you. Your life is in danger and it's my job to protect you---"

"Anyone can protect me, but not anyone could be your children's father." Game, set, match.

Elliot bowed his head and drew his knees into his chest. The weight of her words actually hitting him, and they hit him hard, "I don't want just anyone protecting you, Olivia. My God, if something ever happened to you---I would never be able to forgive myself." He couldn't help the tears that began to fall from his eyes; he didn't even try to wipe them.

"Yes you will; because I will haunt you every night until you do," she said squeezing his shoulder.

"Don't--" Elliot said warningly, "Don't make jokes about this. This is serious."

Olivia smiled, "I'm sorry," she said leaning her head on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "I'm going to nail White's ass and bring you home."

"…and then nail me," She said because she couldn't stop herself. "Sorry," She quickly apologized, "Couldn't help myself."

Elliot finally smiled and kissed her forehead, "its okay, and definitely. I'm going to miss you so much. I don't want to leave you, Liv."

She leaned into his shoulder, "I don't want to leave you either."

She was going to say something else when the door opened, "We better get going," Porter said rolling his eyes at the scene in front of him.

Olivia looked up at him, "Yeah okay," She said with a sigh.

EOEOEOEOEOEO

"Alright, Stabler," Porter said as he saw the black caddy coming to pick him up, "time to go."

Elliot looked at Porter and almost growled, "Yeah okay." He looked at Olivia and they all got out of the car. He pulled Olivia into his arms never wanting to let go of her, "I'm going to miss you so much," he whispered. His hands pressed her closer to his body, "I don't know if can walk away from you," he confessed.

Olivia pulled him closer to her, "Just think of the sex we are going to have once I get back," she quipped and turned around in hopes that Porter was not in ear shot.

"Are you trying to kill me?" He said as his hands went up and down her back intimately. She could feel his hot breath lingering on her neck and she had never wanted this man so bad then right here and right now.

"Elliot," she whispered, "Porter is watching us."

"Fuck it," He whispered his lips inches from hers, until he could no longer take it. He pulled her off the ground and crashed his lips so fucking hard onto hers that he was surprised he was till on his feet. He heard the gasp from Porter and his sidekick and he couldn't help but smile into Olivia's lips.

She moaned softly into his mouth and she had to hold her self back from wrapping her legs around his waist and taking him right then and there. She ran her hands through his hair and tried to memorize everything about the way he felt, tasted, and smelled; although she realized that she already had them stoned into the deepest parts of cerebellum.

He set her down on the ground gently, but never broke the kiss, not just yet. He needed more; he needed a lot more. He tried to snake his hand under her shirt, but she stopped him before he could. Yes, he knew it was inappropriate; but goddamn it; he just needed to feel her skin again.

Knowing that they were both going to need more from each other Olivia pulled back in a daze, unsure of where she was for a minute. She smiled at him knowing that he was the one that had that sort of effect on her.

"Here, take this," Elliot said placing a small plastic something into her hand, "Quick, put it in your pocket," he instructed quietly.

It took her a minute to figure out what it was, "The disposal phone I gave you."

"Yeah, call me every chance you get." He pulled her into a hug, "I love you," he whispered into her ear as he placed a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I love you too," she whispered. She turned around only to catch Porters enraged face. Ouch.

"Time to go," Porter said through clenched teeth.

Elliot looked at him, smiled, and then placed another hot kiss on Olivia's mouth before he walked away.

Keeping her tears at bay, Olivia watched as the only man she has ever loved walk away.

EOEOEOEOEO

The ride to where ever they were going was silent. Olivia hadn't spoken a word since Elliot left. All she wanted to do was crawl into a bed and sleep forever. Porter kept looking back at her like he wanted to say something, but he chickened out every time, which she was thankful for. She did not feel like talking to anybody, especially him. So she pretended to sleep.

"So once we get there, it will just be you two." Agent Bernard was telling Porter.

"Yeah, I know." Porter said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Are you going to be okay with that?"

"I'll be fine." Porter replied tight lipped.

"Well you've been pouting like a child since we left--"

"I'm fine." Porter said again.

"So she's doing her partner, big deal. Why do you care so much anyway?" Bernard pressed.

"Because!" Porter shouted unable to control himself anymore, "I'm in love with her okay! I. love. Her! And…she's fooling around with…him! And for God knows how long! For all I know they were screwing around when we were dating."

"Whoa, wait. You and her dated?"

"Yeah."

"And you let her go?"

"I didn't let her go. She broke up with me. Probably because she was screwing that hot head partner of hers!" He took a deep breath and turned to make sure Olivia was still sleeping, "I should have listened to that Munch character."

"Why's that?" Bernard asked him.

"Because he told me I didn't have a shot with her. Told me that know no one stood a chance against Elliot Stabler. Jesus---when she first told me about her partner her eyes got this glossy, weird, love struck look about them." He tilted his head up remembering the memory, "We're best friends," he said repeating her words.

In the backseat Olivia choked back a sigh; she missed Elliot terribly already. She remembered how much she missed him when she was in Oregon. It was like torture being away from him for so long. But that was before they even kissed each other, before they had ever been together. This was going to be much, much worse.

EOEOEOEOEOEO

"Daddy!" Elliot heard his girl's voices when he walked into the house. It was quickly followed by the stampede of feet that was getting louder and louder. The next thing he knew all four of his older children were wrapped tightly into his arms.

He kissed all of their heads, "I missed you guys so much." He felt his heart felt warmer; however, it still longed to be with Olivia.

"You okay, Daddy?" Maureen asked and they all stood back and studied his face.

"Was it a long flight?" Kathleen asked.

Elliot put on one of his best fake smiles, "Yeah, long flight…just a little tired. Where's your mom and the baby?"

"Upstairs, she was just putting Eli down for his nap." Kathleen said.

"We made some cookies, want some?" Maureen asked as they made their way over towards the kitchen.

"Would love some; just let me see the baby first." He said and lugged his body upstairs slowly.

"He is really upset," Maureen told Kathleen.

"I know. It's really sad seeing him like this. He looks so…so…"

"Sad." Maureen spoke for her.

"Yeah, sad."

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"I thought I heard you come in," Kathy said as she turned around with a sleeping baby in her arms, "I was just going to lay him down, but I think maybe he needs some time with his Daddy." She said with a small smile.

"Thanks," Elliot said taking the baby from Kathy's arms, "He's so big already."

"I know. He's really good, Elliot. I mean he hardly ever cries."

Elliot smiled, "Well one out of five isn't bad."

Kathy laughed, "So um…are you going to be staying here? Or…" She looked at Elliot who looked so confused, "It's just…you don't have your apartment anymore…and the baby--I just…"

It hadn't even occurred to Elliot where he would be staying. He stared at his wife, and then his baby, "I ah…I don't know, Kathy. I hadn't really thought about it."

Kathy sighed, "Okay, well I just wanted you to know that it is an option."

"Thanks." Elliot said not taking his eyes off of Eli.

"Okay, well…I give you boys some time alone."

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"Why didn't you tell me?" Porter asked when Bernard left and they were finally settled in their new 'home'.

Olivia was lying on the couch with her broken foot perched up on a couple of pillows. She was missing Elliot terribly and the last person she wanted to talk about with was Porter, "I don't know, none of your business I guess."

Porter nodded, "None of my business? Olivia! We were together!"

God, she really didn't want to do this now, "Come on, Dean. Let's not do this now."

But it was too late, Porter was already fuming, "No, we will do this now! You should have told me, Olivia!"

"Why, exactly?"

"Because!" He said as he stormed around the living room. He finally took a deep breath and tried to get a handle on this, "How long?"

"How long what?" Olivia asked wishing that she would have left with Elliot.

"How long have you been screwing your partner? This whole time? Huh? Were we still together?"

Olivia took a deep breath, "No, Porter. After us, okay?"

"He's married you know! And do I even have to mention what this will do to your careers?"

"I'm not having this conversation with you." She said, as she pulled her leg off of the couch and hopped her way to her bedroom.

"Just great, Liv! Walk away like you always do!" He screamed at her and she slammed the door in his face.

She climbed on her bed and cried. She was having another breakdown, only this time Elliot wasn't there to help her out of it. She had never wanted to go home so badly.