A/N Sorry it's taken me so long to update. Busy schedule and major writer's block! So PLEASE let me know where you want this to go!

Sadly, I don't own any of them. They are forever bound to Dick Wolf and his imagination.

The awkward and dorky ideas belong to me Collette Daniela, (Formerly KrazyKasey)

"STOP. Liv! I said stop! Ow, what the- Olivia!"

Elliot got smacked in the face as he was trying to pull his partner off of a perp.

"Get off of me, El."

"Olivia!"

"Where the hell is he, Samuels?!"

"OLIVIA, Calm the fuck down. Go! Now."

Liv shot Elliot a stone cold look as she spat, "Get the hell off of me, you bastard."

Elliot followed his partner out of the interrogation room and gestured for Fin to come in and take over.

He spoke out, "Well that was productive!"

When Olivia sped up and headed out of the squad room he chased after her. It was just past midnight. The halls were empty. Everyone was at home sleeping or with their families.

That's where we ought to be. Elliot thought.

Him and Liv and gotten interrupted by Fin's phone call just a few hours before.

*****He didn't even kiss her, he just bit her lip. She ran her tongue across his upper lip, then along the inside of his teeth when he allowed her in his mouth. Olivia leaned into him until she backed him into a corner of her small dining room. Her strength outdid his and he could no longer breathe. Her action got the best of Elliot and she felt him grow harder, pressed up against her thin, black, cotton shirt. Her phone rang and startled her so much her heart jumped and she spun around and ran to the device. She felt like she had just been caught cheating on a test.

"Benson. What? Where? WHAT? The-. I'm on my way," She shouted, grabbing her badge and gun, gesturing to Elliot. "I'll get El."

"What the hell was that?" Elliot asked, already at the door, ready to go, reading the worry on Olivia's face.

"Cragen. He's been taken hostage."*****

"Well, why don't you go be superman and do it yourself then?" Liv spun around and threw the words in Elliot's face. She looked like she was in so much pain. Her mouth twisted, her eyes were swollen and hands were clenched so hard in fists that she would have temporary scars from her finger nails.

"That's not what I meant, baby"

"Don't you dare call me 'baby'!"

"Liv, I-" but she was gone.

After a moment of frustration and heartache Elliot turned and headed back to the interrogation room to continue with the perp who had information about where his Captain was being held.

Fin was walking into the bullpen from the interrogation room as Elliot was walking in from the hallway.

"What happened?"

"He spilled. Corner of 4th and main. Get Liv, meet you there."

Elliot spun and raced down the hall to find his partner. "Olivia!" When she didn't answer he knew what to say, "Liv, we got a lead on Cragen," and before the words were out of his mouth he saw her emerging from a doorway and then she chased down the hall, after him, they took the stairs when the elevator didn't open immediately. The short car ride was a hurried slur of words coming from Elliot about the perp. Olivia didn't listen, but grunted inaudible agreements whenever Elliot paused. All she could think about was her captain. Her precious, dear captain meant the world to her. He wasn't family. He wasn't a friend. But he was Cragen, always looking out for Olivia and deep down he loved her to death. He would take a bullet for Liv, and would dish out as many as he needed to to keep her safe. It's not the same. It's not the same thing dumbass. It was just a dream and you know it. Cragen's been on this longer than anyone here. He's the Captain for a reason. He wouldn't screw the case up. But that's really what Olivia was afraid of, that he would sacrifice himself for others. She knew that he wouldn't sacrifice himself unless it would save someone else, but she didn't know the situation. Liv was suppressing flash backs to dreams she had shortly after she joined the unit. All of them but one ended in Cragen's death.

"You coming, Olivia?" Elliot asked, using her full name with an irritated voice, making sure not to upset her by being too friendly…

Liv snapped out of her thoughts and out of the car.

"Stabler, Benson, we got something,' a tech called out to them.

Still in sync with each other, but silently, the two walked to meet O'halloran, and Olivia snatched the paper from his hand. Elliot read it aloud, "Vodka, Gin, Campari Beer, you won't solve this riddle, it's too damn clear."

"What the hell kind of lame riddle is that?" Olivia turned to Elliot.

After 10 hours of researching alcoholic drinks and trying to decode a ridiculous riddle, Olivia pushed out of her chair to head up the cribs.

"Wake me in an hour."

Elliot found Olivia unconscious on the bunk in the far corner of the room after only 20 minutes. She had curled her long feminine body into a ball. She was perfect. Her crystal clear face was smoothed into relaxation, but the muscles on her arms were working over time to protect her body. Her shirt was slightly pulled up on the side and Elliot pulled it down. Olivia didn't move. He kissed her on the forehead- still nothing from her. Next, his lips met her cheek- no movement. He brushed his lips across hers, forcing himself not to thrust himself on her. He didn't move; he just stood bent over with his lips hovering over hers, his lips only touching the very center of hers. He sighed though his nose and finally pushed the last centimeter and kissed her on the lips, as if he were caressing her very soul with every supple cell in his body. As he tasted her strawberry flavored chapstick, he felt her pushing her lips back against him. Liv's arms drew up to his neck and she pulled her down on top of him. Elliot was shocked. He couldn't breathe; he didn't even remember what breathing was. One of her hands grabbed the back of his head and grabbed his thin hair. She initiated the dance of their tongues, slipping hers around his lips, into his mouth and behind his front teeth.

"Liv" Elliot attempted to mumble against his partners lips.

"Babe?" Olivia burbled.

She felt a wide smile spread on Elliot's face. "I love you, baby," he spoke delicately.