So I intended this collection to be one offs. Oh well. Everyone wanted a part three. And I love it. Hope you love it too!

"Liv." She wasn't listening, "Liv?"

"Hmm?" She really didn't seem interested in talking right now. Her lips continued to engage his. She still sat on his lap, one of her arms draped over him and the other pressed into his bare chest.

He tightened his arms around her before breaking away from her mouth. She kissed his jaw and continued a line of kisses down his neck. He couldn't believe this was happening. With Olivia. He let her continue, basking in the feeling of her lips on his skin. Finally, voice raspy, he said, "I really need to shower."

She laughed lightly on the back of his neck and pleasurable goosebumps flooded his skin. "I guess that's fine." She kissed the base of his throat and moved up, capturing his lips again. She withdrew slightly and added, "As long as you don't kick me out again."

He rolled her off of him so she was now laying on her back on the couch. He kissed her deeply, his tongue finding hers. "That's the last thing I want." He pulled back and his breath caught at the sight of Olivia on her back beneath him, hair splayed out across the couch cushion. He dove down for another kiss, and her hands grasped the sides of his face pulling his body into hers.

When he came up for air he brought his lips close to her ear and whispered, "You're so damn beautiful." He kissed her again deeply and then groaned as he pulled away. He sat up and helped her back up into a sitting position. He cupped her cheek and kissed her again quickly. "I do need to shower," his voice was deep and gravelly. He closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek to hers. "But I'm worried that when I come back, you will be gone, and this will have just been a dream."

His heart raced when her lips met the base of his neck and traveled to his shoulder. "I'm not going anywhere," she promised. "Go shower."

He stood, still holding one of her hands. "I'll be quick," he promised before dropping her hand and hurrying into his room.

-000-

Olivia found herself sitting alone on the couch again, however everything had changed in less than an hour. She could still feel his warm body pressed against her, and his tongue on hers. Her cheeks flushed and she stood. She needed to walk around and let some of this tension go.

On a whim she wandered into his bedroom. The door to the bathroom was left half open, shower steam drifting into the room. In the many times she's been here, she never ventured into his room.

She wandered around, noting the pictures lined up on his dresser. She lifted a very familiar photo of him and Kathleen. It had sat on his work desk for years. It was a picture of them sledding, just after they crashed, both were laughing. It was a perfect snapshot of beautiful moment.

She sat the picture down to view the others. The one of Elliot holding Eli on the day he was born was another favorite of hers. It seemed like it was just yesterday.

She was surprised at the neighboring photo. She picked it up to view it closer. She was certain she hadn't seen this one before. She couldn't even remember when it was taken, probably before Eli was born. She was sitting at her desk, and Elliot was behind her, looking over her shoulder with one hand steadying himself on her desk. She grinned brightly at the camera and Elliot was grinning at her. The adoration in his eyes was obvious. How did she never see that before? How was she so oblivious? No wonder there were rumors circling them.

She hadn't heard the shower turn off so she was startled when Elliot suddenly appeared beside her. He reached around her for the picture. "I kept this one buried for a long time," he admitted. "We were so happy then. I knew Kathy would hate it so it stayed in a box stuffed in the closet for a long time."

He set the frame back down, and his hand ran down the length of her arm. She leaned back into his chest that still radiated the warmth of the shower. His arms came around her middle and she leaned her head back into his shoulder.

He brushed her hair out of the way, exposing her neck. She closed her eyes when his lips roamed the expanses of her neck. The sensation of his lips and tongue on her skin pressed a breathy hum from her lips.

That was permission enough for him to continue. Both his hands crept up the front of her shirt while his lips continued the exploration of her neck and shoulder. Her breathing became more labored as his moved further up her shirt slowly, his fingers mapping every dip and curve as he made his way up.

"This okay," he asked behind her ear, causing delightful shivers to encompass her body.

She turned her head, lips finding his. She turned her body into his, "Yes," she breathed out before kissing him soundly, and her arms wrapped around his neck.

He caught her bottom lip between his, and her head was spinning. She moved her hands away from his neck and pressed into his chest. He groaned as he pulled at the hem of her shirt, quickly tossing it to the floor.

She pushed into his chest and took two steps backwards, pulling them both into his bed. She moved into a more comfortable position on top of him, kissing him deeply, as her hair lightly brushed against him. His hands drifted down her back and onto her ass, gripping her as he lightly rolled her underneath him. His lips ran down her chest and further down her belly, before he withdrew, his eyes taking her in. "God, I love you," he breathed before he again caught her lips. She pulled at the waistband of his sweats as he worked on the clasp of her bra. Both their hands became more frantic, desperately exploring what had been forbidden for so long.

-000-

Olivia rolled to her back, and he rolled onto his side. His strong arms drifted around her, pulling her back into him. He dropped a kiss to her lightly glistening shoulder, "Tell me this is real."

She turned into him, her bare body flush with his, basking in the afterglow. She kissed him deeply, "It's real," she assured.

His hands lightly roamed her back side and she sighed as she settled into his chest. He kissed her forehead, "You're incredible," he murmured.

She kissed his chest, "I love you," she said with meaning.

They laid in his bed, with the comforter lightly tossed over them. Olivia's mind drifted to the conversations and truths admitted in their earlier conversations. Something bothered her. She wasn't entirely certain Elliot was still awake, but she asked the question anyway.

"El?" She took a breath, "You don't believe you're not good for me right? I mean, you just said that because you were angry."

His eyes popped open, surprised at her question. He kissed her again before answering. "Liv, I'm not sure if I am, and it's probably selfish but I know I can't live without you."

She pulled away from him, just enough to better view his face. "Why would you think that?" Her hand brushed his face affectionately.

"Work," he answered simply. "I don't give a damn about my reputation with the brass. God knows I have mixed reviews with them." He kissed her lightly. "My record is spotty, I'm reckless, and I do what needs to be done, regardless of the consequences." He cupped her cheek. "Your reputation matters to you and I don't want things to be more difficult because you are with me."

"I don't care." She shook her head and buried herself into his chest.

He kissed the crown of her head, "Yes you do and it's okay. You worked hard to get where you are and I don't want to destroy everything you built." He shook his head, "I'm not good for you, I might have never been good for you." He tightened his grip on her and she could hear the emotion rising in his voice. "But I love you so damn much." His voice filled with emotion. "I tried to do what was best for us once and it was a disaster. "

She understood where he was coming from, and he appreciated his consideration of her feelings, but he didn't understand one complicating factor. She loved him, and they were better together than they'd ever be apart.

"Let me worry about my reputation." She lightly traced her fingers up and down his arm. "I can handle myself," she promised.

He chuckled, "Don't I know it."

She laughed too, but then she became serious once more. "I need you Elliot. Don't get all self sacrificing on me. Let me decide what I can handle. We will figure it all out, but one thing I know is we are much better together than we could ever be apart."

His perfect blue eyes met hers and she felt all the love and devotion locked behind them. His lips found hers and he kissed her deeply. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," she whispered back. She settled back into him. "I think we had enough talking for one night." She looked up, grinning wryly, "We need to rest up. I have more things to get out of my system before I need to get Noah in the morning."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," she replied with a grin.