Disclaimer: Things I Own - an electronic dart board, a puppy statue, and a peacoat. Things I Don't Own - Elliot Stabler, Olivia Benson, and Law and Order: SVU.

A/N: This one's for 4eva. The song is Delirious by the Vistoso Bosses. And heads up...the sexytimes begin in this chapter. It's not graphic, though. Just suggestive. Also, it's recently come to my knowledge that Elliot and Kathy got married when he was 20, not 18. Ah, well. This is AU anyway.

Also, in my head, Olivia's about 28, and Elliot's about 32. Does that match the story? Who knows. Enjoy and review, please!

Chapter 6 – Delirious

"I won't just sit here and 'eat my egg roll,' Elliot," Olivia said. "What does that mean, your marriage isn't the most important thing to you?"

Elliot pushed himself off Olivia's couch and began to pace around the living room. He hadn't been prepared to admit this yet; in fact, he probably didn't ever plan on being prepared to admit this. "Liv, I think...no, forget it."

"Elliot James Stabler, you tell me what's going on in that ridiculous head of yours," Olivia warned.

Elliot sighed. "I think I have feelings for someone else."

Olivia's jaw dropped. "Are you for real?"

Elliot chuckled darkly. "I'm so for real."

Olivia stood and stopped Elliot's pacing. "You're kidding. Do I know her?"

"I should hope so," Elliot said.

Olivia didn't want to press it too far, so she switched tracks. "Is she really worth losing your wife?"

"Honestly?" Elliot asked. Olivia nodded once. "The way I feel for this woman is three times everything I've ever felt for Kathy, combined. Kathy was a convenience. She was there, we were young. It seemed like the right choice. But I realize now that it wasn't. I want more than what she's been able to give me...I want to feel the way I feel for this woman for the rest of my life. I can't do that if I'm with Kathy."

Olivia was stunned. How had she not noticed Elliot falling for another woman? If she knew her, she had to be a cop too. She racked her brain. "It is Jeffries?" she asked.

Elliot burst out laughing. "Not even close." His expression sobered, and he took a miniscule step toward Olivia. "She's much more beautiful than Jeffries."

"Who, then?" Olivia asked, and before Elliot could stop himself, his lips were on Olivia's. Olivia gasped and stepped back. "What are you doing?"

"Olivia," Elliot whispered, grabbing her head and holding it still so she would look at him and listen. "You start to smile, and I do the same. When you look at me, my voice catches and my heart skips a beat. I think about you constantly. You make me delirious."

Olivia could not comprehend this. "It's just our proximity," Olivia rationed. "You're unhappy, and I'm right there as an outlet-"

"No, Olivia," Elliot insisted, keeping his grip on her head and placing his forehead against hers. "I know we were meant to work together, because this is more than friendship...it's always been more than friendship for me. Since day one, in Cragen's office."

Olivia just looked into his eyes for a few moments. In them, she saw his emotions clear as day. There was passion and sincerity in his eyes. The apparent truth in his words overwhelmed her, and she crashed her lips onto his.

The Chinese food lay forgotten on the floor as the pair of detectives slowly inched their way toward Olivia's bedroom. As they reached the threshold, Elliot broke away from Olivia, panting, and whispered, "Is this okay?"

"I hope so," Olivia answered bluntly, and the delirious pair pushed through the bedroom door.

Olivia blinked hard at the sunlight pouring through her bedroom window. She felt a large mass pressed against her...and then realized that the large mass had its arms around her.

"Oh, fuck," she said, scooting up and sitting up in bed. "Oh, no. Oh, my God." She couldn't believe the decisions she had made last night. She couldn't believe she'd slept with a married man. Quickly, she got up from the bed and began dressing in the first scraps of clothes she found on the floor. Elliot stirred when she got up.

"Liv, baby?" he asked groggily.

She snapped her head up to look at him. The bed sheet was barely covering his naked bottom half. "What are we doing?" Olivia asked.

"What are you talking about, babe?"

"Stop calling me that. Oh, what the fuck did we do? Oh God, oh my God," Olivia babbled as she pulled her tee shirt over her head. She straightened up and took a deep breath, looking him in the eyes. "You're married," she said sternly.

"Come on, Liv," Elliot said. "I told you. I don't love Kathy, I love-"

"Don't," Olivia said, holding her hand up to stop him. "Don't even say it."

"Olivia," Elliot pleaded.

"We can't do this," Olivia said, beginning to pace around the room while wearing just her underwear and her tee shirt. While she was distracted, Elliot quickly located his boxers and pulled them on. "We can't, I don't do this kind of thing, this is bad, what did we-"

She was cut off by Elliot's lips. "I hate you," Olivia mumbled into his lips as her body molded into his.

He laughed and pulled away from the kiss, resting his forehead on hers. "No you don't."

"I do, I really do."

"Olivia," he said, trying to calm her down. "Maybe this wasn't the best decision we've every made-"

"You think?"

He shushed her and continued. "It wasn't the best decision. But, Liv, it was great. Admit it."

Olivia couldn't help but crack a small smile. "I may have enjoyed myself."

"The noises you made last night suggest that you much more than 'enjoyed yourself'."

She shoved his shoulder lightly. "Really, though. What are we going to do about this? Are you just going to go home and say, 'Hey honey, I'm home,' and pretend you never cheated on your wife, and go to work, and we'll go to work, and pretend we never slept together, and just go on our merry ways?"

"Olivia, that's the last thing I want to do," Elliot admitted. Then he sighed. "I'm going to talk to Kathy today...and ask her for a divorce."

Olivia said nothing for a few long moments. After the long pause, she said, "I'm sorry."

"For what, baby?"

"For turning your life upside down."

"Olivia," Elliot said, his voice full of love, "I'm so glad you did."

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