Chapter 9: Start Talking

I apologize ahead of time if this chapter seems either confusing or lacking in detail as the previous chapters but I'm running out of ideas for this story and I really don't want to end it at mid-point. So any suggestions or feedback, please let me know. Greatly appreciated. – DramaBabe25eo

Of all the people that would be behind her door and it had to be him. Great, just fucking great. Now there was no way getting out or avoiding the conversation that she knew he was there to talk about. She was half tempted to just walk away from the door and ignore him altogether but then if she did, she knew he would just use his key that, right now she was wishing she hadn't in the first place. The knocking just continued. Why the hell did he chose now of all times? She hadn't been home for even twenty four hours and he was already knocking on her door. He didn't waste any time, does he?

Finally giving in, she opened the door and let him in. Rather she had a choice of not.

"You don't waste time do you, Stabler?" said Olivia. She said it in such a bitter tone. Maybe not bitter, maybe in an aggravated tone. And it wasn't very hard to miss.

"I asked earlier if you were going to be home. It's not I just showed up unannounced." Replied Elliot.

"No, but this could have waited till at least after I had been home for twenty four hours. Instead of the minute I get home." Said Olivia

"Okay, so the timing sucks. But this isn't going away anytime soon. And you know it." Said Elliot.

"You don't think that I know that? Had you not said anything to begin with, we wouldn't be in this damn mess to begin with." Said Olivia. Okay, so maybe all of that wasn't true. But she had to have something to throw back at him. Hell, this conversation was already awkward to begin with. Why make it any more awkward then it was now?

"I never said that. Quite putting words in my mouth. Why are you trying to avoid this conversation to begin with? As I recall, you said some choice words of yourself. This isn't just my mess." Said Elliot. And he was right. She was at fault as much as he was. And to make things worse, she had said the same three words that he had, not twenty-four hours later.

"So you took it upon yourself to make sure that it was the first thing that was taken care when I got to leave the damn hospital?" snapped Olivia. God, she was tired. And having this conversation was just tiring her out even more. Why couldn't he take a hint that she didn't want to have this conversation at the moment. Wait, it was Elliot. Everything had to be taken care at the moment. There was no putting it off until later. God knows how many times she had tried.

"We both know damn well that if we don't talk about this, then it is not going be talked about at all. So why put off the inevitable any longer?" said Elliot.

"Fine, you want to have this conversation? Then start talking. Because I have nothing to say." Said Olivia. So she did have a few things to say but at the moment, she wasn't going to add fuel to the fire. At least not just yet.

"I'm not the only one that said, 'I love you' in that damn room. It goes both ways. And you didn't seem like you regretted it either." Said Elliot.

"Let's just throw it back in face. One again, this is MY fault. As I recall, it was you that said those words. Not me. And even when I did say it, it was only because you wouldn't take no for a damn answer. You just kept going at it." Snapped Olivia.

"What you're saying is that you just happened to blurt it out because it was just a reaction at the time? Is that it?" said Elliot.

"Now whose putting words in my mouth. Don't go there, Stabler." Said Olivia. This was going to get ugly before it got any better. So much for getting to sleep anytime soon. Why the hell couldn't he just have forgotten that he had even said it. It wasn't like he actually meant it. Wait, stop the train. What if he had meant it? She was really hoping that it wasn't the case.

"It's not like you actually meant it to begin with, Stabler." Yelled Olivia. Okay so now she was yelling when she hadn't meant to. She only meant to get his attention and to shut him up for once and for all. Not a chance.

He just looked at her like she said something that she shouldn't have and it just slipped out. Did she really think that he hadn't meant it? Why the hell would he have said it if he didn't mean it? How the hell was he going to prove it to her that he did mean it. Just like he presumed that she had said it because she had meant it. But then again, presuming that she did mean it, would get him further deep water than he really wanted to.

"Why the hell would I have said it if I didn't mean? Why would you have said it if you didn't mean it either?" said Elliot. Now it was his turn to start raising his own voice.

Getting to a breaking point, she just blurted it out instead.

"BECAUSE I MEANT IT, OKAY? SATISFIED YET." Yelled Olivia. That wasn't the intention. Great, she said it first and he was still standing there looking at her like she was out of her right mind. But then again, he knew her well enough to know that she would have said those words to anyone else but him. Hell, any other time , she was usually pushing everyone away. She had done it with Michael and Kurt. Dean, well, he was just an ass whole and that it hadn't worked out.

"If you don't have anything else to say, Stabler, then just leave." Caved Olivia. If he wasn't going to say anything then he should leave. Feeling like a fool, she turned and walked to her kitchen to put the groceries that she had just gotten home from buying, away. Oh, he had a lot to say. But given how things were at the moment, he was sure just hw much he should even say. So rather leave angry, he followed her into the kitchen.

"Forget to say something else there, El?" asked a rather angry Olivia. She wasn't really that angry. But enough that she didn't want to do anymore talking. She really did want to go to sleep. She was went down half way putting groceries down in the cabinets where they belonged. Not expecting what was about to happen when she stood back up. The minute she stood up, he was in her face with one hand around her waist and the other on her back. And his lips pressed against hers. Breaking away from the kiss for a minute, the next then she knew, with his arms around her, he was flat out saying what she always hope that she would hear. Only this time, she was hearing them.

"I'm an ass. We both know it. But I meant every word that I said while you were laying that bed. And I'm not about to take any of it back." Said Elliot.