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Casey pushed Olivia in her wheelchair, in to the squad room, to find Elliot sitting at his desk, doing paperwork. He was furious that he'd been put on ass duty, but his mood slightly lightened when he saw Casey pushing Olivia in. She looked nervous.
Olivia looked up at Casey with pleading eyes and Casey leaned down, so Olivia could whisper something in her ear.
"I'm scared," the brunette whispered, embarrassed. She didn't like to admit a weakness.
The red head nodded in understanding. "I'll speak first, ok?" She answered and stood up properly again, looking at Elliot, whom was pretending not to watch them.
"Elliot?" Casey spoke up as she wheeled Olivia closer to the blue eyed detective's desk.
Elliot looked up. "Yes?"
Casey nodded her head toward the interview room. "Interview room?"
The hot headed detective furrowed his eyebrows but nodded. "Ah...sure."
He got up and followed the women in to the room before closing the door behind the three of them.
"What's going on?" He asked with his arms folded over his chest.
The handsome man was keeping up his tough guy persona.
"Liv, speak to him," Casey gently coaxed.
Olivia slowly nodded and looked up at Elliot. "I'm sorry about last night."
"Of course you are. You're always sorry afterwards, Olivia. You just don't think first," he seethed, straight off the bat.
Tears sprung up in Olivia's eyes. "I --- I love you, Elliot."
Elliot shook his head. "No, you don't, you don't love anymore. You can't."
"You know what? Fuck you," Olivia seethed and wheeled herself to the door. "Case?"
"Liv...."
"Open the damn door for me!" She screamed. She needed out and she needed out now.
The ADA nodded and opened the door for the upset brunette. The next second, she was gone.
Casey looked up at Elliot and shook her head, in disbelief. "I can't believe you. Do you know what it took for her to come here and talk to you?"
Elliot finally looked up at Casey after the moment's silence. "What?"
"She was scared last night, Elliot. But....She loves you so much."
"Shit. I should go see her. I...I shouldn't have yelled at her."
"Tough guy persona, huh?" She shook her head, with her hands on her slender hips.
"H...How?" Elliot raised his eye brows.
"Easy. You do it a lot. Leave her alone right now, otherwise she won't give you a chance."
"But..."
Casey put a hand on the detective's shoulder. "I'll be with her. I better go, she's probably waiting for me by my car."
Elliot nodded. "Ok," he muttered and watched the ADA leave.
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Casey got to her car to find Olivia just sitting there in her wheelchair, staring in to out of space.
"Liv?" She spoke up and opened the passenger door.
The brunette looked up and wheeled herself closer to the car. The ADA could see the detective's tears. Elliot would be very lucky this time if Olivia ever found it in her heart to forgive him again.
The red head wiped away her friend's tears and slid her hands under Olivia's underarms. "Up, honey. You know the drill."
Olivia got up with Casey's help and was helped in to the car. She then turned away and put her seatbelt on as Casey closed the car door.
The ADA sighed before wheeling the chair to the trunk of the car, where she folded it up and put it in.
Casey got in to the driver's seat and closed the door before looking at her passenger. Olivia was looking out the side window, trying to hide her hurt and tears.
"Liv?...Liv?"
"Huh?" Olivia turned to look at her friend in the driver's seat.
"He didn't mean to yell at you, you know?"
The brunette just shook her head and turned back to look out the window.
"Liv?"
"Please, just take me home," she practically begged.
The ADA just nodded and started up the car.
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Back in the squad room, the hot headed detective sat down at his desk. He couldn't believe that he'd stuffed up again. If only he'd just forgiven Olivia, they could be rebuilding their friendship right now.
"Elliot?"
Elliot looked up to see Fin looking at him from his desk. "Yeah?"
"What the hell did you say to Liv?! She was hysterical when she rushed outta here."
Elliot licked his dry lips and shook his head, sadly. "Somethings that I shouldn't have said and I totally regret them," he answered honestly.
"Why the hell are you just sitting there then?! You should be sucking up to Liv, you idiot," Fin told him.
"I would be, if Casey hadn't told me to leave Olivia alone for a while," he answered.
"Don't listen to whatever the hell Casey says. Go see Olivia now and apologize before it's too late."
Elliot practically jumped off his chair and grabbed his coat. "Tell the captain that I'll be back soon."
"Yeah," Fin replied and watched him run out.
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Elliot knocked on his partner's door and nervously waited for an answer. The door opened to reveal Casey. She was pissed off to see him.
"What the hell are you doing here?! I told you to give Liv some time," she whispered, angrily.
"Please. I need to apologize now before it's too late."
Casey shook her head. "You can't right now," the red head informed the detective.
Elliot furrowed his brows. "And why the hell not?"
"She's taking a nap, Elliot and I sure as hell ain't waking her up. She hasn't been sleeping very well and your mixed signals are just making it worse for her."
The fiery detective nodded. "I'll come back tomorrow, I guess."
"Fine," the ADA replied and shut the door.
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As promised Elliot returned to see his partner. He lifted up his closed fist and knocked. It was just after eight, so the women should be awake.
Elliot heard the clicks of the locks, seconds before the door opened to reveal a freshly showered Casey Novak, dressed in dark blue jeans and a white tee.
"Anxious, are we?"
"Just a bit. Is Liv awake?" He asked, nervously.
Casey licked her lips before slowly nodding. "Yeah. She's in the bedroom, just lying there, looking up at the ceiling. I know she accidentally hurt you, but you hurt her too. Make it right," she said, letting the man in.
"I want to," he replied, simply before heading toward the closed bedroom.
He wiped his sweaty palms on his black work pants before knocking on the door. Upon receiving no answer, he turned to Casey, whom was standing in the kitchen, but could still see him.
"Just go in, Elliot. She won't answer. See what you did to her?"
Elliot nodded, sadly. "I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize to me. Say it to Olivia and mean it. I'm sick of you hurting her," she stated before turning back to the sink to wash dishes.
The detective just looked down and opened up the bedroom door, cautiously.
Olivia was lying there, just like the red haired ADA had said. Hearing the door open, the brunette turned her head toward it, expecting to see Casey again, trying to coax her out of bed, but gasped when she saw Elliot.
She turned her head to look the opposite way.
"Go away," she muttered.
Olivia couldn't handle anymore insults.
Elliot sighed, knowing this wasn't going to be easy. He sat down on the bed beside the brunette and caressed her cheek.
"Baby? Please look at me," he begged and waited for Olivia to turn her head to face him, but she didn't. "Baby, please."
The brown eyed stubborn woman gave in and turned her head before Elliot helped her turn the rest of her body over. "What?"
Elliot wiped her tears away and kissed her softly on the lips. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, baby. Please forgive me."
"I.... love you, Elliot," she whispered.
Elliot kissed her on the lips again and rested his forehead against hers. "I love you too. Please forgive me."
"I forgive you. But please don't hurt me like that again. I can't take it."
"I promise not to," he replied and was pulled down by Olivia, so he was straddling her.
Olivia then started the very hot, passionate kiss.