CHAPTER 7 – Olivia's Apartment

Olivia limps out of the bedroom, happy she has the walking cast, pissed she needs to use a cane, out to the living room where Elliot is on the couch, watching TV. She sits down next to him, uneasy being alone with him. He is reciprocating her feelings. He is just as uncomfortable. He decides that the time is now.

"Liv, we really need to talk. We can't keep avoiding this."

Ding, Dong

"Saved by the doorbell. Thank you Lord!" Olivia thinks as she gets up to answer the door. She checks the peep hole then unlocks and opens the door.

"Cap, it's great to see you. What brings you here?"

"Olivia, Elliot. How are you two feeling?" Captain Cragen asked as he nods toward each of them and walks in. Olivia closes the door behind him and motions for him to join them in the living room.

"I've been better. Sick of this DAMN wheelchair. Should be out of it soon. The gun shot wound is slowing me down. PT is tough. What's up?" Elliot responds, partially because he just wanted someone to listen to him.

"IAB is looking into the case. They are accusing Fin and Lewis' shooting Harris as unjustified." Cragen painfully states, knowing full well how justified that shooting really was.

"You have got to be kidding me! You're not serious!" Olivia starts to panic, afraid of what else Cragen is going to tell them. Elliot sat there, stunned and without words, anger boiling up inside him as he tries to control his emotions. He knows what is coming next.

"That's not all. They're also investigating the circumstances in your disappearance, stating that you two set Harris up."

"CAP!" both Olivia and Elliot said at the same time, both upset beyond belief

"I know, I know. I need the both of you down at the house by 9 am tomorrow. Guys, I am going to do everything to help you out. We will try to take care of this as quickly and discreetly as possible." Cragen states, sympathetically, not wanting to cause more harm to his best detectives, and to his closest friends. Olivia starts to tear up a little, enough for Cragen to feel the need to leave. He gets up and says good night as he lets himself out.

"Good night, see you in the morning."

"Nite Cap." Elliot says, watching the door close. He scoots himself closer to Olivia, puts his arm around her shoulders, and says "Liv, its ok to cry. Let it out. I am here and it's all gonna be ok." Elliot was trying to comfort her but he knew that it wasn't helping, that he was the reason for her sadness, her pain, her suffering, and her loneliness. Even though he is right there, he feels as though she is distant from him. He wants that closeness and safety back. He wants his best friend back.

"I am just gonna go to bed. We have a long day tomorrow. Do you need anything before I turn in?"

"Liv?" Elliot starts to question but she cuts him off.

"El, I'm good. Need me to do anything for you? If not, I'm going to bed."

"I'm fine Liv." Elliot says to her, sad that he can't be there for her.

"Night." Olivia turns and goes into the bedroom. She gets into bed and bursts into tears, crying uncontrollably. Her emotions are flooding her head and she can't stop it. She is scared to death for the morning. She doesn't want to discuss what happened with Elliot much less talk about it with IAB. She is crying so hard, she doesn't hear Elliot wheel himself into the room. He positions himself parallel to the bed and scoots himself onto the bed next to her. He holds her and for the first time in over a month, she melts in his arms. After Olivia starts to calm down, Elliot decides he should talk. He doesn't want to push but he wants her to know he is truly there for her.

"Hey, Liv?" Once again, Olivia stops him.

"El? I don't want to deal with this right now. What I really need is you. I need you to be here, with me. I need my best friend right now. I need you."

Olivia turns over and straddles Elliot, cupping his face in her hands. She kisses him gently on the lips. Elliot is taken aback and is not sure how to respond to that first instant. He gives in quickly, and kisses her back. She pulls away and looks into his eyes, he nods to her, seeing a beautiful disaster in her eyes, love, lust, pain, and fear. Olivia leans in and kisses him again. Then she backs up and takes off his shirt. She kisses his neck and chest. She continues to kiss down his chest until she reaches the waistband on his sweatpants. She slides them off, slowly, kissing every inch of him as she does. Olivia stands up and takes her shirt off, slowly raising it above her head, pausing for a second, exposing her breasts to him. She then slides her hands down her sides, taking her pants with them. He looks at her and can't believe how incredibly beautiful she is.

He is harder than he has ever been. She crawls back up him, licking his tip as she cups his sack in her hand, rolling his balls in her palm. He moans and grunts, though unaware of these sounds. He is drowning in her beauty. She crawls up to him, again straddling him. She leans in to kiss him and the kiss deepens with each second until she feels like she could swallow him. He massages her breast with one hand, his other deep in her folds. He feels her wetness and it makes her want her more. He flicks his finger back and forth, causing her to moan, deep and low. His fingers enter her, twisting and turning, while his thumb continues to massage her tender, swollen skin. Their tongues fight each other. Olivia rises up on her knees, positioning herself over Elliot's hard erection. She slowly lowers herself, her hands on his chest, his on her hips. She surrounds him, holding him tight. She rises back up, just as slowly. Elliot takes one hand and again, rubs and massages Olivia's folds. He is ready to go but tries to hold on for her. He can feel her body shaking, rigid, her breathing heavy. She is riding him faster and faster as he guides her body, him going deeper and deeper into her with every pump. She throws her head back and screams his name. He grunts loudly. Her pumping slows. She leans into him again and kisses him. He kisses back, deeper and deeper, not wanting to let her go.

Olivia pulls the blanket up, covering them both, and lays her head on his chest.

"I love you, El."

" Oh Liv, I love you too. I am so sorry for what I have done."

"Shhhhh. There is nothing to apologize for. I don't blame you for anything. The one thing I really want right now is for you to not blame yourself. WE will get through this, as long as we have each other."

Olivia nestled into Elliot, his arms around her. They breathed each other in as they fell asleep in each others arms. Both knowing that this is where they want to be.