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Chapter: 19

Title: Truth Be Told

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 suppress 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: So its 4 AM and I just got back from a party... I was going to head to bed since I have one hell of a headache... And then I realized, I need to update today. So here I am. I ain't gonna make this A/N long like usual, sorry guys. I wanna thank my reviewers!! I have never had so many reviews and I am just sooo happy! :) I love you all. Fanofgrillows, lol, girl I love you too!! You write some GOOD ass smut lmao and yes, I did mention you for being a perv...but hey, at least your with me Disney and Benson! So, its not a bad thing :) Your awesome too, so I ain't just mentioning you as a perv lmao. You guys are all awesome as a matter of fact.

i-love-benson gave me a great idea for a fanfic, which I am currently working on as well. Girls got some killer ideas, and she gave me the honor to write them :) Yay, I feel special. I feel mega special for the long review you left Sam! And you too Courtney! :) Thank you gals!!

I just re-read over my last A/N's. And I got to tell you... I am so damn lazy LMAO. For someone who just says fuck backspacing.. Wow. Lol. Thats not even lazy...thats just sad! Oh well...

In this chapter: Someone wanted the smut to halt for a few, so the kitchen Smut starts to happen, but then their phones unfortunately go off and guess who is on the other end? Their both called into work, where some things unfold, and of course, I wouldn't rob anyone of a perfect scene for some smut so I will include smut at work :)

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(A/N: God! That fucking cat is BACK IN THE LITTER BOX!!)

A subtle smirk graced Elliots lips as he watched her walk up the stairs to her apartment. She was walking with a slight limp. One jab to the ribs was all it took, and he instantly stopped chiding her about not being able to handle him. She had been cursing him the entire time he laughed and whispered those oh so not funny insults about their sexual encounter. She was sore as fuck, and he knew it. After what they had just experienced, who wouldn't be?

At the moment, Olivia really didn't care that she was hurting. The pain was worth it and she'd gladly feel this way all the time if it meant feeling like she was in heaven. No man could ever measure up to herElliot. And as of then, that was a proven fact.

"You sure your gonna be okay Liv?" Elliot grinned while she stepped into her apartment. He threw the clothes down on the couch as he watched her walk towards the kitchen. She had the cutest wobble and it nearly made him fall to the floor laughing.

"Shut up asshole." She hissed, throwing him a glare over her shoulder. "Don't make me kick your ass, Stabler. You know I will." She shouldn't have said that. No reply came from him, and she thoughthe had gone to change. Opening the fridge, she bent down slightly, wincing a bit as she reached for the cold pizza she'd had in there from a couple days before. She felt a calloused hand on her backside, and instantly felt the pulse return between her legs. She gasped when she was pulled up, and the fridge door was shut. His body encased her against the refrigerator door and his hands had raised the shirt up to her waist. "El.."

"How can I even think about food when I've got something more delicious right here?" Elliot smirked, his hand making its way up the inside of her thigh. Olivia arched her back as her breath hitched. Given the soreness, Elliot felt slightly guilty that she was in this pain. But he did know how to give her some slight reprieve...

"Elliot, what are you-Mm.." Her protest died the moment his lips met hers and she knew she couldn't deny him. Screw the pain; it wasn't anything compared to what she gained during their intimacy. Oh hell yeah, she could get used to this.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as he lifted her up, her legs locking around his waist. He pulled back to stare into her eyes, to ask for permission to take her again. She obviously had no objections as she reached into his boxers and gripped his hardness.

"I'll be fine El." She smiled, answering his unasked question. She appreciated his concern, but it wasn't needed. She would never pass up a moment for him to be inside her. Not even if they'd spent the entire day having sex. The thought brought a devious smile to her face as she took a few silent moments to ponder the affects that would have on their bodies.

'We'd both be bed ridden. Not that I would mind being stuck in bed with Elliot. But I'd doubt we'd spend the time recuperating..'

As if to ruin their so far so good night, both of their phones began to ring. Elliot let out a groan as he set her back on her feet. Olivia gave him an apologetic look before sauntering off, and he could only groan at the way her hips swayed.

"Benson." Her voice carried into the living room as she emerged with his ringing cell. "Captain?" Her voice dropped, eyes narrowing. "Ah, sure. Be right there." She flipped her cell closed, and Elliot just stared at her before answering his own.

"Stabler." They made eye contact, and he nodded his head. "Be there in ten." The two stood in silence a moment, neither willing to speak, or trust their voices. The captain had seemed rather angst, and his voice was clear with anger.

'Get your asses down here.' Was all he had said.

(A/N: This is where I left off, and this is where I am continuing , please forgive me for not updating this on time!)

He didn't even have to state it; he was angry and both Elliot and Olivia knew they had some explaining to do. They'd completely forgotten that her ear piece was hanging off her ear the moment she confessed, they had no idea that his ear piece was still in his ear the moment he confessed. Either way, it had been a lose lose situation. The two groaned as they pulled on unwanted clothing. Olivia was unsatisfied; that much was obvious by the shimmering wetness on her upper thighs. She so badly wanted to finish their kitchen fun, and she hated that she hadn't put her phone on silence. Then again, she and Elliot had been attacking each other all the way up to her apartment, there wasn't any time to do anything else. Not that she minded... But it still would have been nice to have been fucked up against the refrigerator door... Something she wasn't planning on letting go and she would definitely have him pin her against it later. Duty called for now.

They'd barely said a word to each other as they hurried down to his car, jumping in and then taking off. Olivia didn't trust her voice, and he didn't trust what he would do if he heard her speak. Her voice was an instant arousal for him, and now that he thoroughly knew her moans... There was no way he was going to be able to keep his dick from not rising. They'd made it to the precinct in record time. He didn't want to drive the speed limit, so he kicked it up a notch, putting up the whirling blue light on the hood of the car so he could by-pass any traffic without question.

The captain was waiting for them near their desks, his brow furrowed, eyes focused.

"My office. Now." He barked, walking back into his quarters without so much as a second glance. The heat rose in the room, and they noticed Fin and Munch staring at them with a weary look. Elliot and Olivia glanced to each other before inhaling and walking back towards the Captains office. Both Fin and Munch turned to each other, raising their brows.

"Maybe he found out Liv is pregnant and the father is Elliot?" Munch began his theorizing once again. Fin actually thought the theory was worth discussing and he leaned forward in his chair, clearly interested.

"Do you think it has anythin to do with that display on the roof yesterday? I hear they got pretty close." Obviously, Munch hadn't heard about their little spark, and Fin noticed right away as his ears perked up. That was odd, the man of gossip and hear-say hadn't heard the biggest news.

"What happened on the roof?" With narrowed brows, Munch leaned forward, wanting to get the complete scoop on his co-workers.

"They were caught in an embrace that seemed a bit too inappropriate for partners." Casey's voice nearly gave him a heart attack, and he made that apparent by the look on his face when his glasses fell. "I bet theres something more going on between those two."

"You ain't the only one that thinks that." Fin motioned towards the captains room, and Casey nodded her head.

So far, the silence had been dreading. Elliot had taken a seat in one of the chairs opposite of Cragen, while Olivia opted for the option of standing. She had her arms locked tightly around herself, afraid that if she left them to her side, she would be too open.

"First off, I would like to know just what the hell happened on the roof yesterday." His eyes were still cast away from them, but they both knew he expected an answer.

"Roger had a gun to my head." Elliot began, clearing his throat as he stood and shoved his hands into his pants pockets. (A/N: Lmao. Before I re-looked over this I had said, pants pockets into his hands.) He made his way past Olivia, careful to not touch her. "He would've pulled the trigger if Liv hadn't come over. She saved my life, Cap." He finally came to a stop beside her, his eyes meeting Cragens. The glance changed, and Cragen was staring at Olivia now, and she just knew what he was asking. Again, the beauty of them all being so close... Communication upon eye contact. Pure bliss.

"He didn't believe Elliots side of the story. And I reminded him of his wife."

"That still doesn't tell me why he just put the gun down. Or what happened between the two of you."

"We"/"I" They both began, stopping to look at each other. Elliot couldn't take the look of fear in her eyes and he cleared his throat, lifting an arm around her shoulders, draping it over them as if he owned her.

"Liv explained to him just what went down and my guilt for what had happened. And when he asked her why she cared so much about me, why she was crying so hard over me..." Again, his eyes came upon her beautiful orbs.

"I told him how I felt." She finished, licking her lips. Her eyes dropped, and her heart started to pound as she absentmindedly leaned into Elliot.

"Well, its about damn time." Cragen sighed, leaning back in his chair. The two partners nearly fell over in shock at what their captain had just said. He let out a bellowing laugh as he stared at the priceless expressions on his detectives faces. "Don't look so surprised. I was getting ready to lock the two of you up in the interrogation room until you let out all those pent up feelings."

"Captain..." Olivia stepped forward, shaking her head.

"Save it, Olivia. Lets just get one thing straight. There is no public affection while on the job. If your going to get hot and heavy, or feel the need to do whatever it is the two of you feel the need to do, its to be done privately. Understood?"

"Yes sir." They both smiled, glancing to each other with enormous grins on their faces.

"Now get the hell out of my office, and go type up a few case reports as punishment for this."

"At least your not separating us." Elliot sighed, reaching for Olivia. "Do you mind...?" Cragen nodded, flicking his hand before returning to writing out a case report. Elliot stared into Olivia's eyes, and she bit her lower lip. Their lips met in a searing hot kiss, fueled with the happiness of it all.

When they finally returned to their desks, a million stares were sent their way. Fin and Munch relaxed in their seats, musing over how happy they seemed to be. Casey sat a little too close to Munch for it being a platonic friendship, and Fin had just been teasing the two of them.

All the conversation stopped, and they turned to see Olivia sitting at the corner of Elliots desk. They were laughing over something, seeming to be oblivious to the fact that everyone had begun to speculate, and form bets as they left. It was rather late in the morning, and neither Fin nor Munch knew why the three of them and the captain was still there. Standing, the three of them walked towards their friends.

"Whats so funny?" Munch buzzed, hoping to hear some sort of news. Olivia glanced over her shoulder at him, and winked at Casey. "Thats not funny." Munch complained, his brow furrowing. It was then that Casey looped her arm through his and nearly drug him towards the door.

"See you guys later." She chimed, smirking at the knowing glances they got. They could hear his chiding the moment they were out of sight.

"I'm gonna head home too. See you two tomorrow." Fin stated, walking out. Olivia bit her lower lip when she felt Elliots hand display itself over her knee, and she smirked. She felt the heat pooling between her legs.

"Cap did say we can have the interrogation room to ourselves..." Elliot began, squeezing her thigh. Olivia licked her lips, leaning down as she placed her lips on his. A soft yelp came from her the moment his arm snaked around her waist and pulled her into his lap, making it so she was straddling him. Neither noticed the captain leaving.

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