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Chapter: 7

Title: Rush

Summary: Detectives Olivia and Elliot are known for their compatibility and performance as partners in the SVU. While a partnership like theirs would usually result in one bad mishap, the two seem to have their feelings undercontrol. While everyone can clearly see they have deep feelings of unconfessed love for each other, cliche they themselves have not noticed. How hard is it to supress such emotions when they are together? Just how trying are their lives as partners? What happens when the two are put through severe trials in order to test their loyalty, trust, devotion, honor, and their love? Just how far will the other go in order to protect their secretly beloved? Read to see how the Gravity of their love is defined.

A/N: Back yet again yay. Anyone check out the vid on youtube about EO to the song Pale by Within Temptation? You should! Its great! Anywho. I finished watching Season Six, its awesome! My favorite seasons so far are 1,5,6,7,8 and hopefully 9 lol. I'd say its about time theres a good ass EO episode complete with a kiss! How long have we all been waiting? Hm? Nine damn years!! I was going to post this last night, but I figured I'd be evil and let the last chapter build angst. I know everyone hated me for a few after reading the cliffy. Just don't fall off and hang on tight :) Also, has anyone happened to notice that when the beginning of SVU comes on, right before Dick Wolf's name appears, when everyone is doing that group photo, that Liv and El get closer and closer and then in season 8 they are like right up on each other? And it just so happens that they are really close in season 8 and 7 as well? Maybe I'm late and everyone has noticed that already... And some of you are probably wondering what the hell I am babbling on about... Ah well, read and review please!!

Time went by slow, Elliot having been silent for awhile until the captain had him asking questions. All he really wanted to do was barge in and be the hero. But that was obviously impossible.

"Are they still in there?"

"I don't think so. This place used to be a safe house. There are so many memorials here. I bet theres an underground passage."

Nodding to that, Cragen sent a squad over to the next block.

"Can you get out?"

Olivia searched the entire room, checking the layout as if she were studying its interior. She knew she had taken a big risk by calling Elliot. Knew the perps probably had the entire room tapped. Still, she felt the urgent need to see Elliots face one more time.

"The entire room is wired. Jesus, Elliot they even have the windows wired. The bomb is sitting on a stool beside the door. A bow is wrapped around it as if it were a present. These sons of bitches were planning this entire thing out."

"Can you reach the bomb without triggering it?"

Inhaling deeply, Olivia took a few steps towards the center of the room, noting the red light that had just lit up on the outer casing of the bomb. She shook her head, turning and pacing back and forth.

"No. A red light just turned on. Has the bomb squad shown up yet?"

"They're here but they can't do anything without seeing the bomb."

Nodding to herself, Olivia held up her phone, putting Elliot on hold. Taking another deep breath, she slowly made her way over towards the one thing that could do her in.

'All these years in the SVU and a bomb is what'll kill me.' She thought sarcastically, holding up her camera phone to take several pictures of each side of the bomb. 'Never thought it'd be so dramatic.' She sighed, putting the phone back to her ear as she sat beside what could be the end of her.

"Check your phone."

Elliot knew she was close to giving up. She wasn't exactly used to dealing with bombs after all. He thought about all the lives she'd saved, and his heart began to sink when the thought of never seeing her smiling face dawned on him.

Showing the pics to the bomb squad, Elliot had a brief chat with them. Olivia could hear the words, but they weren't processing as she scrolled through the many pics she had taken of Elliot when he weren't looking.

'He'd probably kill me if he saw all of these.' She thought with a small smile, tilting her head to the side as she came across one of him sleeping. 'He was so exhausted. I teased him for hours until he finally fell asleep in the crib.' With a dry laugh, she shifted her spot, noting the color had changed from red to yellow. Tears slowly appeared in her brown orbs. She reached up to wipe them away, only to have more come as she tried her hardest not to let anymore get through. Elliots voice brought her through her weakness as she dried her eyes.

"Are there two red wires, a green one, an a black one?" Narrowing her eyes, Olivia perked up. He couldn't be saying what she thought he was saying.

"What?"

Glancing form Cragen to the captain of the NYC bomb squad, Elliot turned his back to them.

"You've gotta disarm the bomb Liv."

Her ears seemed to fail her as she thought she just heard him ask her to disarm a bomb of all things. Chuckling sarcastically, she nodded her head, rolling her eyes. She was a detective for fucks sake. She helped victims, not rewire machines that could explode with one tiny mistake! Screw that.

"Elliot, I can't even work my microwave half the time let alone disarm a bomb. I'd blow us all to hell and back." She stated, voice on the verge of cracking. "No. I won't do it."

Stubborn. As always. She had never been anything but hard headed. And that never bothered anyone. It was something she could pull off. As long as she did her job, no one complained. Why would they? Elliot had long since admired her for things other than her fire cracker personality.

"Olivia, you listen to me." Elliot began, taking a few steps towards the house as he stared up at the window. He could hear things moving about over the phone, and then he saw her.

As if she knew he were going to be looking, she moved the dresser from infront of the other window, tearing down its curtain as she gazed down at them. Again, their bond proved its strength. He felt his heart rise and fall, staring up at her. Hoping this wouldn't be the last time he laid his eyes on her.

"Its the only way." He continued, taking a few more steps. "You've gotta try."

He watched as she raised her hand, placing it on the glass. He could see the tears running down her face, could see her beautiful brown eyes so clearly. Elliot was dying to touch her, not caring about the boundaries of their partnership. He could tell she'd made up her mind, and this was her saying goodbye.

"No." His voice had cracked as tears began rolling down his cheeks. "No, Liv. Please." Begging was unusual for him, but when it came to her, he'd do anything. Thats how it always had been. He'd do anything for her.

"Clear the vicinity Elliot." The beeping noise in the back ground was alluminating through the phone. Shaking his head, Elliot never lost the eye contact with her. Her lips moved so slowly to him, he didn't want to hang up.

"Olivia." He begged again, taking another step. She mouthed something, he wished he could make it out. Before he knew it, she'd disappeared back into the house and he dropped his phone. "No!"

Cragen was first to run up, the beeping having become so loud, it could be heard from outside.

"Elliot. Come on!"

"No! Liv is still inside!" He shouted. Shrugging the captain off as he began walking towards the front door. "Those bastards got out and left her in there to die!" Rage. He could feel its familiar presence sinking into him, drowning him on top of the fear that had already gripped his heart. He couldn't lose Olivia. "She's everything to me, Cap. I won't let her die." He admitted, not caring if Cragen decided to kick him off the force.

Cragen turned back to the team, disgarding his last comment as he evacuated the area. He was glad the only thing that surrounded the run down building was an abandoned car lot and an old factory.

'The bomb is upstairs, right? All I gotta do is get in there find a way to get her out safely. There has to be a way.' He told himself, busting through the front door with his weapon drawn.

Olivia gasped when she heard the sound. She knew Elliot had just done the one thing she didn't want him to do.

"Olivia!?" His voice carried, getting closer as she leaned on the door. "Liv?"

"Elliot, I told you to go!" She shouted over the loud beeping. "Are you trying to get yourself killed too?" She asked, pressing her forehead against the door. She could sense his presence, knowing he was just on the other side. She started to cry harder, shoulders shaking.

'Why doesn't he just go!' Her heart beat in pain. She didn't want him here, didn't want anything to happen to him. He had a family, had kids! He couldn't just throw all that away for her. She couldn't allow him to make that sacrifice.

"I'd rather die than live without you Olivia." Leaning against the door, Elliot inhaled sharply. Tears fell from his eyes. He wanted to bust the door down, wanted to get to her so badly.

"Elliot..." Her voice had been reduced to a whisper as she sobbed. How could he be this way? They were just partners...

'Just partners...'

"What color is the light now?"

"Its still yellow, why?"

Taking another deep breath for what seemed like the hundreth time that day, Elliot took a step back.

"The bomb won't go off until it hits red. Even if I trigger it, we should still have a small loop where we can get out."

With a breathy sigh, Olivia took a step back. She glanced to the wires, narrowing her eyes as she then glanced to the bomb. She got an idea.

"Wait, Elliot. Do you see a wire out there?" Holding her breath, she stood near the door once more.

"Yeah, why?" He asked, tracing the wire with his fingers. Realization dawned on him as he nodded his head, not even waiting to hear her reply. "I see. Are you ready?"

She nodded to herself, releasing a shaky breath.

"Go."

One...

Elliot closed his eyes, pulling the wire. The door opened, the bomb alarm screaming now as Olivia grabbed his hand. Time seemed to stop as they ran down the stairs. Squeezing her hand, Elliot pulled her with him towards the picture window ahead of them.

Two...

Olivia turned her head away when they went crashing through the window. The second their skin came into contact with the shattering glass, the entire house when up in flames. A shock wave pulsed through out the wreckage. Blowing out all the windows and walls. Debri flew every where and the sight was almost like seing thousands of fireworks. Cragen and the entire force all hit the deck behind their vehicles.

Smoke bathed the entire area, flames and carnage was all that was left. Elliot groaned; shifting himself from where he lay on the ground. He had many cuts, but when he stared down at Olivia, nothing else mattered. The brunette detective groaned as she turned her head from the side to look straight up into the eyes of her parnter. He'd pulled her beneath him in an attempt to shield her from all the debri and fire. A bright smile lit up her face, and Elliot wanted so badly to kiss her. He had always felt urges to do that. Words couldn't express how relieved he felt to know she was alright. Despite the cuts, she seemed to be perfectly fine.

"You just had to come in anyway didn't you, you stubborn son of a bitch."

Elliot smiled, running a hand through her hair. His laughter echoed through the area as she also began to laugh. They were alive. And obviously the same as always. Lifting up, Elliot stood, reaching down to help her up. The two hadn't the chance to do anything before Cragen had sent his medical team over to check them out.

Sitting on the ambulance, Olivia felt her heart flutter at the thought of Elliot being so desperate. He risked his own life for hers. She surpressed the tears that were threatening to fall, and instead turned her gaze up to the man recieving treatment just a few feet away.

He'd been watching her; and she had just caught him in the act. He smiled to her, her eyes seeming to go straight through him as his blue orbs met her brown ones. He felt his heart jump slightly as her gaze never wavered. Had she figured out why he just had to save her?

Olivia only gave him another bright smile before she was discharged from the medics care. Taking the initiative, she nodded towards her car which was parked across the street. Elliot seemed to know what she meant as he quickly followed her over to it and got in.

The drive back across town was silent, neither wanting to say anything at all. They only wanted to enjoy the moment, relishing it in. Their hearts were celebrating life each time they took a breath, and Elliot could only shut his eyes; letting the familiar air of her flow through him.

Several minutes later, he found himself standing behind her as she opened her apartment door. It had been a very long day, and all she really wanted to do was curl up on the couch with him beside her. Elliot shut the door, turning swiftly to grab her wrist. Olivia opened her mouth to ask him what was wrong when she found her face buried in his neck, and his arms wrapped tightly around her.

"Why'd you risk it Elliot?" With that, she pulled back, looking him directly in the eyes. Hers searched his, hunting for an explanation as to why he had let their closeness interfere once more. With a muffled sigh, he pulled her back into his arms, his eyes downcasting, tears burning to be let out.

"Cragen ordered me to." He lied, stroking her back softly. Olivia knew he was lying, she could hear the hesitation in his voice, and she could hear the beating of his passionate heart. She pulled back again, her gaze penetrating his own.

"Don't lie to me." She spoke firmly, her eyes narrowing, never losing the emotion they held. Elliot inhaled again, his eyes lost in her own. He wanted to grab her, hold her, and never let go, but couldn't. Tomorrow things would be back to normal. Another case, another conviction, another day.

Instead of answering, he pulled her back into him. Her arms lifted, snaking around his neck as she pressed closer. Despite what they had just been through, Elliot could feel his lower half stirring. Feeling her entire figure pressed against his was driving him mad, especially when she inhaled and exhaled. The rise and fall of her breasts against his chest made him hungry with desire.

"I needed to Liv." Finally, he found his voice. Pushing down the surging lust, he squeezed her gently, both of their eyes closing at the contact they had always wanted, needed from each other. Olivia didn't press for more as she only nodded her head, tightening her arms around him. And thats how they stayed for a while, until he'd crashed on her couch for the night.

'Are we partners... Or something more?'

Something forbidden had just woven permanently between them.

Three.

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