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Chapter: 22

Title: Bad Vibrations

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.

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"I think we should go on a vacation." His voice was hardly a whisper in the darkness of her bedroom. The sheets clung to their naked bodies, and Olivia only raised a brow in question. She tilted her head to the side, eyes roaming the moon-lit ceiling as she waited for him to elaborate. Currently, he was running his fingers up and down her arm, and she unconsciously leaned back into him. When he didn't continue, she scooted out and rolled onto her back, gazing up at him.

"A vacation?" Even in the darkness, he could see the way her beautiful eyes sparkled in curiosity. The moons silky light bathed her almost heavenly, and he found that she was more than equal to a Goddess in every way. A small smile lifted the corners of his lips, and he slid his hand beneath the sheets to roam across her stomach. Olivia's eyes flickered slightly as she inhaled, letting the breath out with a shaky moan that brought a grin to his face.

"Yeah. A vacation." His lips met the exposed skin of her collar bone, and she smirked. Slowly, she lifted her hand to trail along his back as his lips rose to her neck, and then to her ear. "You..." He kissed her cheek. "Me." Her other cheek. "Carly." Her forehead. "And our kids." Her lips. She smiled into the kiss, and opened her mouth to his wandering tongue. A battle broke out; fighting for dominance. Olivia let out a slight moan when he won the war, and passionately stroked her tongue along his.

"Sounds good to me." She panted, recovering her air. He gave her a quick kiss before stretching his hand out over her abdomen. Even though she could barely see his face, she could see his eyes faintly. She smiled; reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand. "I told you I'd have your child, El. And I meant it."

Her soft spoken words lifted his heart, and he allowed himself to settle his head next to hers on the pillow. He knew her eyes were shut, could sense it.

"I've wanted to give you a baby for so long, Liv." Elliot whispered. "I just wish that I'd have met you twenty something years ago. Maybe then, I could have married you. And you could have given me the five beautiful children I have now."

"And then we'd be divorced." She stated sarcastically. "What does the past matter now? Lets just work on our future. Its less complicated that way."

Silence.

"Olivia?"

"Yeah El?"

"I love you." The joy those three words brought to her was unimaginable. She turned her head to him, kissing him gently before pulling back and snuggling closer to him. His arm wrapped itself around her protectively, and she inhaled the pure scent that was Elliot.

"I love you too."

And for the first time in a long time, Olivia allowed herself to bask in the comfort, and the solace of another as sleep overcame her body.

Casey nearly fell out of her chair as she listened to Munch ramble on about how the government has conspired to hide the truth from the public.

"You can't honestly believe all that." She laughed, reaching for her coffee which he had so thoughtfully brought. Standing mere inches away from her, Munch pulled the cup back and out of reach. She made a face, and he smirked, raising his eye brows. "Okay. Suppose the government has been conspiring all these years. What do you plan to do about it. Theres nothing you can do."

"There is a certain line to which one can lie, Casey." He stated, handing her cup of coffee before pulling a chair over to her and sitting down. He leaned back comfortably, preparing to continue his rambling.

"And they've crossed that line right?"

"Exactly. Which is why they must be exposed." He offered a shrug, folding his hands in his lap. Casey stared at him impassively for a moment before scoffing. Really, the man had a point but it was a nut job case.

"Then why do you work here? We're all ponds of the government, John. Its life, and its not always pleasant."

"Knock, Knock." The intruding voice caused the couple to glance up. Fin glanced from the two of them, then to Lake as he raised his brows. "Don't tell me we gotta make another bet besides the one we got goin wit baby girl and Elliot."

"No, John was just being a gentlemen and brought me a pick me up for the long court date I got in about two hours." She sighed, eyes lingering on Munch before settling on Fin. "What brings you two here?"

"I thought I'd come collect my money on that bet." The room became silent, and Munch turned his head up towards him. Casey laughed, shaking her head.

"Your kidding me, right?"

"You wish."

"How do you know?" Casey questioned, digging around in her purse for the twenty bucks she owed him. Lake took a seat on the sofa behind them, sighing as he rubbed his head. Clearly the subject at hand was bothering him. And it seemed that it wasn't just because he had the hots for Olivia.

"Those two forgot to turn off the tape recorder we used in the interrogation room last night. Lets just say that the perp Elliot was interrogating got a little wet in the process." Their gazes fell, and Casey burst into laughter.

"So you two watched the tape?" Munch asked, his voice laced with humor. "We work with sex crimes, haven't you two learned anything?"

"Shut up. You owe me money too. I bet they'd get it on here soon, so pay up." For a moment, it was all fun and laughs, until a very unexpected guest arrived. The moment Cragen stepped into the room, they all piped down, seeing his serious expression.

"For you to come up here, it must be pretty serious."

"This case involves all of us, and as soon as Elliot and Olivia get here, we'll be discussing it in my office." The course of nods didn't escape his vision and he turned, everyone following him out. There was a short bout of silence, until they all piled into an elevator.

"So, whats so important about this case you want all of us to work it Cap?" Cragen sighed, and handed the file in his hands back to Fin. The brute narrowed his eyes. He didn't like the way his superior was acting. They'd all rarely seen him shook up, and by the look in his eyes, he was more than a little into this case. The question of why died when Fin opened the file. "What the hell is this?"

"Olivia has been stalked for the last ten years by a man who lives next door to her. And whats worse about it is that he killed a woman whom he stalked prior to her and we dug up a pattern and tied him to several other unsolved cases where the victim was stalked for years prior." The elevator couldn't have gotten anymore silence as they all exchanged worried glances.

Olivia groaned as she rolled over; coming into contact with a strong build and a large grin. A smirk lit up her own face and she yawned, stretching her body out. Her muscles were stiff and sore from their continuous love making. Olivia had thought the Kama Sutra was impossible, she couldn't have been more wrong. Her mind danced over the past few days. She'd been nothing but incredibly happy with him.

"Mornin' Liv." He grinned, watching as she squinted her eyes due to the threatening rays of sunlight. Her body curled into a small ball against him, and he thought it was the cutest thing. "We've gotta get to work baby."

His only reply was a muffled groan and for a moment, he allowed her her few minutes of extra sleep. He watched as her skin brightened with the sun, and the way her hair laid in a messy heep. He chuckled at the childish way she laid, almost as if she didn't want to go to school. Her few minutes of bliss were interrupted as both of their cell phones began to ring.

"Hang them up?" She murmured, lazily burying her head into his chest. Elliot let out a laugh as he kissed her head and then reached over to answer his cell.

"Stabler." He could feel the disappointment rolling off of her in waves, and in truth, he only wished they could have more time together. His eyes furrowed at the news he received, and he glanced down to Olivia. "We'll be right there."

"If you tell me we have to get up, I'm kneeing you in the gonads." Humor was the last thing on his mind as he inhaled, and sat up.

"How well do you know your neighbor?"

The question caught her of guard, and she stared up at him with a dumbfounded expression.

"What?"

"Your neighbor? How well do you know him?"

She didn't know why he was asking this, and quite frankly, didn't want to. The only reason he would be asking was if the case revolved around the man, and she certainly didn't want to think about how she might've been living next to a rapist for so many years.

"We don't associate much, but hes a nice guy. Helps me with my groceries, the norm for good samaritans." She watched as his expression turned dark, and his eyes became a cloud. She knew that look. It was the look that usually made her fear what was to come. "Why?"

"We need to get down to the station and get a search warrant." The mere answer caused Olivia's worry to instantly sky rocket, and she watched as he reached for his pants as he began reluctantly re-dressing.

"Elliot, whats going on?"

Silence.

"If its about me, I deserve to know."

If there was one thing Olivia hated, it was being left out. Especially if it involved her. She loved, and appreciated all concern, but she was straight forward type of girl. She refused to be treated like a victim, refused to get the special attention and whatnot. She was used to being independent damnit, and like hell she was going to give up her resolve now.

"I've got my gun right here Elliot, and I ain't afraid to use it."

"I know."

His smart comment made her even more curious and she stood, grabbing her own clothes.

"Your getting your ass kicked later for this." She deadpanned, wanting to lighten the serious mood. It must've be something serious, she thought. His expression hadn't changed one bit.

Cragen paced the small hall way between the squad rooms double doors and the elevators as he awaited the arrival of his two best detectives. He'd asked Elliot to not inform her of the case just yet; not wanting to pile stress on her in any way. Olivia was the closest thing to family he had, and he loved her dearly. The moment the elevator doors opened, he immediately turned to see an angry no less concerned Elliot, and one pissed off confused Olivia.

"Good your here. My office, now please." He stated, not wasting any time at all as he began power walking. Elliot kept in step, and it only made Olivia fume more.

"What the hell?" Her voice was raspy, heated with the desire to kick some ass. And she found herself actually hoping for Dani to walk her douche ass into the room so she could give her an overdue ass-whupping.

"Olivia, please." Cragen sighed. It wasn't just the fact that they were ignoring her and completely blowing her off, but the fact that Elliot was ignoring her and blowing her off. She had thought they were closer than before...

The moment they stepped into Cragens office, Olivia blinked at the crowded space filled with the people that she recognized as family. Alex and Casey were sitting in the chairs, while Fin, Lake, and Huang were leaning against the shelves, and Munch was half sitting on the arm of Casey's chair. They eyed Olivia.

"Is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?" Patience was not a virtue at this point, and Munch handed the file back to Elliot. He held it down slightly, for his partner to see and almost simultaneously, their eyes narrowed. "Oh my God."

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