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Author's Note: Thank you for the great reviews, I love to read the feedback :).Please be warned that this chapter is mildly M-ish (Is that a word? It is now :p ).
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Chapter Sixteen: Mystery Revealed
Stabler residence:
Night had fallen as Elliot sat on his front porch thinking back on the crazy day he had. The day had started out like any other. He woke up, got ready for school, and once he got there he went to his classes. While nothing out of the ordinary happened he did notice that Olivia had been acting differently towards him. He noticed her change a few weeks back; she seemed a little more reserved than usual. It almost seemed as though she were avoiding him which was an impossible feat considering all the classes they had together. Yet, he noticed that she only spoke to him about assignments or something trivial. Having caught on to her behavior he decided to talk to her about it, so during their lunch break he had done just that.
If only they hadn't been interrupted, he would've been able to get to the bottom of the situation then instead of later. However, if that interruption hadn't occurred he would've never known how amazing she felt under him, and the events that followed wouldn't have transpired.
Elliot took a deep breath and smiled before thinking out loud, "I could still smell her perfume, and feel her in my arms."
~Flashback~
Earlier in the day:
As soon as Elliot left the restroom he made a mad dash for the parking lot to find his bike. He needed to get the hell out of dodge before anyone noticed his current state. Of course, that meant the tent he was currently pitching in his pants as he thought about Olivia.
Elliot was sitting on his bike for a couple of minutes trying to calm down as well as plan where to go. He could just head home since nobody was home. Fortunately, he wouldn't catch hell for skipping school, but he didn't want to be alone in that big house. He could deal with that any other day, but not in that particular instant.
His inner conflict was interrupted when he spotted a familiar form leaving school – Olivia. He made up his mind then, and decided to do something about the feelings he had for her before he went insane. Having made a decision he revved up his bike and made his way over to her.
"Fuck Elliot, you scared the shit out of me!" Olivia hollered at him when she realized who it was.
He gave her a smoldering look before saying, "Get on the fucking bike, Olivia."
Elliot was shocked that she had so easily given in, he was about to question her, but as soon as she wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her body against his all logical thoughts were thrown out the window as he sped away from school. He didn't know how he made the drive to his house, but that's where they had ended up.
They were locked in each other's arms kissing fervently as they awkwardly made their way to his front door.
"Shit," he raggedly said as they both broke apart from their scorching kiss for some much needed air.
As soon as they made their way through the front door Elliot spun Olivia around and pinned her against it with his hard body. He placed one hand against the door, and tangled the other in her silky tresses as he gently tilted her head back to expose her long smooth neck. It was a perfect opportunity for him to taste her further so he latched on to her pulse point gently nipping, kissing, and caressing her neck as he made his way back up to her luscious lips.
Olivia licked her kiss swollen lips as she looked into Elliot's eyes that were filled with unbridled desire same as hers, she was sure of it. He took that as an invitation and leaned forward as his firm lips teased her pouty ones. When Olivia sighed Elliot deepened the kiss as he slanted his mouth and she opened hers. She shuddered as both tongues started dueling in an erotic fight for dominance. Her hands somehow wound up in his hair as she gently bunched and tugged at it even lightly raking her fingernails through his scalp.
Elliot groaned in satisfaction as he wrapped his hands around her waist to slightly lift her from the floor. Olivia took that chance to lift one of her legs and wrap it across his ass. He held it there with one of his hands while the other massaged one of her breasts through her shirt. With this new position he was able to press himself flush against her causing her to moan when she felt his arousal rubbing and pressing intimately against her which increased the dampness in her panties.
Her moans, sighs, and grunts were evenly matched by his. Their passion was quickly escalating as Olivia slid one hand away from his hair onto his chest then smoothly ran it across his abs before it found its way down towards the rock hard bulge in his jeans.
Elliot closed his eyes at the feel of her hands roaming his body. Her hands were leaving a blistering trail of desire in their wake. The pleasure was intensifying rapidly he had to think of baseball scores in order to keep himself in check. Just as she gently cupped his erection the reality of what they were about to do set in.
"Fuck," he grimaced.
Olivia immediately stopped her ministrations thinking that she had somehow hurt him, "What's wrong?"
"We can't do this," Elliot reluctantly placed her feet back on the floor. He waited until she was able to stand on her own before putting a little space between them. It was for his sake, so he couldn't and wouldn't change his mind and ravage her against the door; morals and principles be damned.
Olivia followed Elliot to the living room after fixing her appearance as best she could. A couple of minutes of awkward silence passed before either spoke.
"So," she said trying to break the silence as she turned her head to look at him.
He sighed sitting next to her, "I'm sorry about that, Liv."
Olivia smiled at the nickname he used, "You have nothing to apologize for, El."
Elliot looked up when she called him "El" and gave her a small smile. Nobody had ever cared enough to give him a nickname, not his mom, dad or even Kathy. "Still, I shouldn't have let it get so far."
"Please, if I wanted to stop you I would have. It wasn't a one man show back there," Olivia smirked.
They both wound up laughing releasing some of their pent up tension.
"What happens now?" he nervously asked.
"Well, I think we should get to know each other better before we do what we were about to do," she responded suddenly feeling shy and a bit self-conscious.
"You're right, we should," he nodded in agreement.
"Duh, I'm always right. Well, I should say almost always," she amended.
That caused him to laugh, "You're pretty funny."
"Thank you and I'm glad I could make you laugh. You should do that more often you know," she smiled.
"What, laugh?" he asked.
"Yeah, you have a great laugh," she informed him.
"Thanks, it feels great to have a reason to laugh," he murmured.
"I'm glad, and I'm sorry . . . I have been avoiding you," she quietly confessed.
"Why?" he curiously asked wanting to get to the bottom of her odd behavior.
"Well . . . I, it-it-it's just . . . well," she found it difficult to voice her feelings.
"Tell me its okay; I promise I won't be mad," he reassured her.
"It's just that I didn't want to get close to you," she replied as she fidgeted in her seat.
"Why didn't you?" he gently asked as he grabbed her hand to still her movements.
"Um, well let's just say that dating someone is not something . . . after what I've been through. It kinda left me in a strange place, you know?" she cryptically answered.
"Oh, I see," he nodded in understanding. "Liv, you gotta know that I'm not like people perceive me to be. I may come off as an asshole, but I'm not. At least I try not to be," he honestly answered.
"That's good because I'd hate to think that I have feelings for an asshole," she replied before realizing what she had said and immediately looked away.
Elliot smiled once he heard her statement, "You like me?"
"N-n-n; yes, I do . . . I can't lie," Olivia slightly nodded still embarrassed that she had actually admitted her true sentiments.
"That's good because I have feelings for you too," he smiled at her relived expression.
"Oh," she smiled back.
"I'd love to give us a try. We can take this as slow as you'd like," he said in a hopeful tone.
"That . . . I would love to give us a try too, El," she smiled as she intertwined their fingers.
Elliot brought Olivia's hand up to his lips to place a soft kiss on it.
"Since we're going to give us a try I need you to tell me something about the mysterious Elliot Stabler. All I know is that you scare the shit out of people. Well, most people because you have been nothing but great to me. Oh, and as I am so frequently reminded by people, you did an amazing deed by giving me some of your blood when I was hospitalized," she pointed out.
"I wanted to," he quickly stated.
"I don't know if I thanked you for it, but I am truly grateful," she smiled as she looked at him.
"Please, you don't have to thank me for anything," he tried to dismiss her gratitude because he still felt guilty over the whole situation.
"Yes, I do that was . . . what you did for me – I will never forget it," she replied before leaning in to kiss his lips.
Elliot pulled away, "I wanted to do that, but I have to tell you that I also did it because I felt responsible for what happened to you – I still do."
"Why? It was an accident because we both know you didn't do it on purpose," she soothingly answered trying to get her point across.
"Yeah but still," he muttered.
"No buts about it. Listen carefully, everything that happened were unfortunate accidents. There's nothing that could be done to change them, and if they hadn't happened we probably wouldn't even be where we are now," she matter-of-factly stated
"You're right, thank you for setting me straight," he smiled before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
"Besides, I love the little teddy bear you gave me; he sleeps with me every night," she informed him.
"Lucky bastard," he blurted out which caused them to burst out in fits of laughter.
"So, tell me something about yourself, something no one else knows not even Fin or Melinda," she said as she leaned back on the couch.
"Hmm, well I prefer to watch chick flicks instead of action movies," he said with a serious expression on his face.
"Really?" she asked dumbfounded.
"No," he scoffed before laughing and winking at her, "Jeez, Liv, I was just messin with you."
"You shithead, I want something real so don't lie," she demanded as she bumped him with her shoulder before laughing with him.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I'll tell you something real . . . I live here alone," he said almost inaudibly.
"No way, you're messing with again, aren't you?" she questioned because she was a little unsure of what to make of his confession.
"Nope, I'm dead serious. Sometimes I wish I was kidding," he sighed.
"How? I don't even know how that is remotely possible," she asked speechless.
"Well . . ." he uncertainly started to explain.
"Oh, hey you don't have to tell me if you don't want," she interrupted as she reached over and gently squeezed his hand.
"No, that's all right . . . I want to," he squeezed her hand back before reaching over to grab a picture frame from the side table and handing it to her.
"Wow, is this your family?" she asked as she looked at the picture.
"Yes, that's my mom, dad, and that's me in the middle," he smiled.
"Where are your parents now?" Olivia gently asked as she handed him the frame.
Elliot sighed before continuing, "My dad was a cop, and I say was because he died a couple years ago. He was a womanizer that chased anyone in a skirt who worked with him. Wait, they didn't have to work with him. He was also a mean drunk, and when he was drunk he would beat me, and my mom. Even though he was an asshole, he taught me a lot of things; one of which was to never lay a hand on a woman because it's not only wrong, but I saw firsthand what it did to my mother."
"Wait, El, please don't feel obligated to tell me something you're not ready to share," she quickly interjected giving him a way out if he wanted it.
He nodded letting her know that he heard her but wanted to continue anyway, "My mother has always been different. I always knew I didn't have a normal mom, you know? She would sometimes show up to my games, not always though. The painful part about that was that I didn't know which mom would show up. I could get the happy cheerful one, the angry one, or the depressed one. She did so many things that I don't even want to remember, but even through all of the shit . . . I always loved her, and still do. Not just because she's my mom, but because although she didn't always make the right decisions for me, I always knew . . . always will know that she l-l-loves me too, and she would do anything for me-e-e."
Elliot stopped to catch his breath, and made his way into the kitchen to grab some water for both of them. Olivia decided to stay put and give him some time alone to collect his thoughts. She took that opportunity to dig through her purse for some tissues; she had to wipe away her tears. He walked back in and noticed that she was crying.
"Hey, I'm sorry if I upset you," he went over to her and wiped the tears away with his fingers.
"No, don't worry about it," she leaned into his touch needing to feel closer to him.
He leaned his forehead against hers before placing a gentle kiss on it, "Here I got you some water."
"Thanks," she said before taking a sip.
He decided to finish telling her his story, "We didn't know what was wrong with my mom until recently. We found out that she's bi-polar. She tried taking medications, but she didn't like the side-effects so to make a long story short she now lives in Long Island where she paints and has art exhibits. That's why I live here by myself; my mom gave me this house since she didn't have too many fond memories when she lived here, but I do – I love it. After my dad died I was emancipated, but my mom helps me with the bills and stuff and I visit her whenever I can . . ."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, El," she repeated while she placed small kisses all over his face.
He stilled her as he gently cupped her chin with his hand and brought his lips down to hers and kissed her deeply before hugging her tightly.
~End of Flashback~
Elliot smiled as he made his way back in his house thinking about Olivia. She was so great, and understanding; he couldn't believe that he had shared his past with her seeing how neither Fin nor Melinda knew about it. There was just something special about Olivia that made him open up to her. She had some kind of pull that called out to him.
At first he thought that it was just an infatuation that drew him to Olivia or maybe a teenage crush, but that wasn't it he was sure of it. All kinds of thoughts were running through his mind when he froze mid step, "Oh shit! I'm truly in love with Olivia," he smiled as he finally recognized his feelings for her before closing his door.