Love and Danger
A/N- Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I am doing the best I can. I will try and do better.
Chapter 15
Olivia woke up the next morning and smiled when she felt Elliot's arm around her bare waist. She could feel his warm breath on the back of her neck, and knew he was asleep. She thought back to last night and felt the blush rise up to her cheeks. It had been so full of love, so passionate, something completely new to her. Olivia had never felt so loved, so cared for, than when she was with Elliot. To be with him in such a romantic way, it was simply indescribable. Most men she had been with in the past had been a one night stand or a boyfriend. None of those relationships had lasted long, and the six had been either plain and boring, or rough and violent. Elliot had been so different. He had brought her a pleasure she had never felt before. He had been so gentle, so loving. It was incredible.
Olivia was shaken from her thoughts when she felt Elliot stir behind her, instinctively pulling her closer to him.
"Good morning." he rasped into her ear, his voice filled with sleep.
Olivia turned onto her stomach and looked at him. "Good morning" she smiled.
"How are you?" Elliot asked, his voice concerned but happy.
"Sore. But it is a good type of sore." she said, kissing the tip of his nose. Elliot smiled at her before turning onto his back, pulling Olivia on top of him. She smiled down at him. Elliot marveled at how the sun rays that streamed through the window landed on her, giving her a heavenly glow. She was so beautiful, so wonderful, so… perfect. He leaned up and captured her lips with his, unable to control the desire burning through him. He heard her moan against his lips, and the noise was like music to his ears. He flipped her over, ready to continue where they had left off the previous night. He looked down at Olivia, gazing into her large, chocolate colored eyes. They were full of lust and encouragement. Not wanting to wait any longer, they met each other with an earth shattering kiss, drowning out all reason. Nothing mattered except them.
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Several hours later, Olivia found herself in her apartment alone. Elliot had been called into work, while she was stuck in the apartment. Her doctor had told her she needed at least two weeks worth of medical leave, and Olivia didn't stand a chance when Cragen and Elliot had found out. So now here she was, alone in her apartment instead of out helping her partner.
After several minutes of pacing, Olivia finally decided to go for a walk. It was a beautiful afternoon and for once it wasn't freezing or raining. Grabbing her keys, she headed out of her apartment and started towards Central Park.
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Elliot was in the squad room, looking through their latest victims past. He kept finding his mind drifting to Olivia. He had hated to leave her, but knew that she was fine. He looked up when Finn came over to him.
"Look man." Fin started. "We know you miss Olivia and we do to. But you have been reading the same page for close to an hour. Just call her or something. We could use some help, and you are acting like a lost puppy." he said, before walking to his desk.
Elliot looked over at his friend before reaching across his desk and picked up his phone. He dialed the number he had come to know by heart. He waited for her to pick up, frowning when she didn't. Endless possibilities were swirling through his head. Where was she? Was she safe? Was she hurt? Was she… alive? He grabbed his gun from his drawer and called out to Fin and Munch.
"Liv isn't answering her phone. I am going to go make sure she is ok?" he said. Munch looked at him with concern.
"Is everything ok?" Munch asked, knowing that Liv was still in a somewhat fragile state.
"Yes. She probably fell asleep." Elliot said, trying to convince himself.
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When Elliot got back to his apartment, he looked for Olivia. Not being able to find her, he rushed to the phone and noticed Liv's cell phone laying on the counter. He picked it up and looked at it. There was only messages from him. He picked up his own phone and called Cragen. He listened to the rings, anxiety crashing down on him.
"Cragen" the captains gruff voice said through the phone.
"Cap, it's Elliot. Liv isn't at her apartment. I need some uni's down here now." Elliot rushed. HE frowned when he heard the captain sigh.
"Elliot, we can't just start searching for her. We have to have a reason to. You know this. She…" he was cut off by Elliot's harsh voice.
"Richard White is still out there! That is reason enough! For all we know, she could be laying in a ditch hurt or at the bottom of the Hudson!"
"ELLIOT! She is a grown women who can take care of herself. She probably went for a walk. You know she enjoys going for runs and walks. If she is not back by morning, we will start searching. Until then, just wait there." Cragen said before hanging up. Elliot sighed and hung up, He went to his couch and sat back. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.
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Elliot had been asleep for close to four hours. He awoke with a start when he heard a key in the lock. He shot up and went to the hall. He saw Olivia walked in and immediately felt relief flood through his system. He went up to her and pulled her into a hug, startling Olivia. She immediately hugged him back.
After holding her in his arms for a few minutes, he pulled back, anger replacing relief. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" he yelled, growing angrier when he saw her eyes widen in shock. Olivia took a step back.
"I went for a walk, and I forgot my phone. I lost track of time. I'm fine." she said, his anger frightening her.
"YOU HAVE BEEN GONE FOR CLOSE TO FIVE HOURS! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST GET AWAY WITH THIS?"
Olivia froze. Those words were the exact same as the ones Richard had told her, the same tone. She suddenly wasn't in the apartment, but in the basement with her two nightmares again.
Elliot felt instant regret when he saw the fear fill her eyes. He knew that look all too well. It was the same look he saw on victims, especially when they were reliving something. He went to her and pulled her to him, pressing her body against his own. "Liv, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I was just worried. It is ok, sweetheart. You are safe now. They can't hurt you anymore." he soothed, kissing the top of her head. He smiled when he felt her relax into his arms.
"I'm sorry." she whispered into his chest.
"It is alright. It was a mistake. I am sorry too." he smiled. He followed her as she went into the bedroom. Without changing she climbed into bed and lay down, pulling him down beside her. Without saying anything, she scooted closer to him, resting her head on his chest. They both fell into a peaceful sleep.
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Elliot woke up and looked at the clock. His vision was blurry, his head felt like it could explode, and his heart was threatening to beat out of his chest. He couldn't understand what was going on. He looked to the foot of his bed, and started. The head of a young woman was sitting against his dresser, her eyes opened in fear. Suddenly everything fell into place. They must have been drugged so someone could leave the head in their room. Wait. Their. Elliot turned over and bent over Olivia's body.
"Liv. Honey, wake up!" he pleaded, shaking her, slapping her, desperately trying to get her to wake up. He leaned over her unconscious form and grabbed her walkie.
"WE NEED AN AMBULANCE AT DETECTIVE BENSON'S APARTMENT!" he yelled into it. He looked at Olivia when he heard her gasp. Her breathing was becoming slow and shallow.
"What is happening?" Elliot thought to himself before passing out.