"Mhmm, El I have to get back to work," Olivia moaned as it was evident that Elliot was attempting to go for a second round of lovemaking. "I've been gone all morning, I have to get back to the office."
"Um hmm," he agreed while continuing to nip and suck on her neck. She chuckled at his insistence on ignoring her and groaned when he started to tease her already sensitive breasts.
After she agreed to marry him he quickly carried her to the bedroom where they consummated their engagement. It was now lunchtime and Olivia had been away from the office for hours.
"No one's called you, its lunch time and you are pregnant. No one's going to fault you for being away during this time," he said maneuvering himself on top of her. "All pregnant women need to eat right?"
"Yes..but I've been gone…all morning and you haven't fed me or our child," she struggled to say as she felt her body responding to him. The tip of his length was at her entrance when her phone rang.
"See I told you."
"Ugh," he groaned but didn't move.
She laughed and reached around his head to pick up the phone while he remained on top of her.
"LT sorry to interrupt your lunch but we need you back at the station in the next hour. The suspect's mom is on her way and she wants to talk to the person in charge," Carisi said.
"What's her pro…..uhh….ahhh problem?" she tried to stifle a moan as Elliot entered her. He continued to move at an agonizingly slow pace inside her while she was on the phone.
She shot him a death stare and tried to use her free hand to stop him but he slipped in deeper and she was struggling to keep her composure.
"You ok?" Carisi asked.
"Uhh..umm yeah I just hit my foot…. and it hurts and….look I'll be there to meet her."
"Ok, see you then and uhh LT? She won't be here for another hour soooo…..take your time," he said with a slight smile in his voice and hung up.
"I can't believe you!" She tried to slap him on the arm but now that she was off the phone he increased his speed pounding into her.
"I can't help myself. I love you so much," he whispered softly in her ear. His soft tone contradicting the feverish pace of their lower halves colliding together. His words made her irritation quickly fade and they went over the edge together struggling to catch their breaths.
"You're an asshole you know that?" She was still out of breath and having a hard time sounding truly upset.
"If that's the kind of orgasm I get from you when you are mad at me then I will gladly take it," he joked kissing her on the forehead and pulling out of her. "And I'm also the same asshole that you just agreed to marry and spend the rest of your life with."
His happiness was infectious and she was grinning from ear to ear.
"Well you sound pretty cheerful Stabler," she said rolling them over and now landing on top of him earning a laugh from him.
"I've never been happier," he said seriously with his blue eyes piercing her dark ones. He reached up and tugged her hair behind her ear and rubbed his fingers along her ring finger.
"El you don't have to," she began.
"I want to," he finished. He planned to call the girls as soon as she left to have them go ring shopping with him.
"And I think this is the wrong position for you to be in if you have to be at the office soon," he added breaking the serious tone of their conversation.
He was ready to grab her hips but she was too fast for him and hopped off of him and the bed.
"You are going to have to be faster than that to catch me old man," she joked running to the bathroom and locking the door.
"If you open this door I'll show you just how old I am."
He was standing at the door knocking lightly to Olivia's delight on the other side.
"No I have to get ready for work," she yelled back playfully.
"Liv we both know that I could get in this door if I really wanted to," he said in a predatory tone that she knew all too well.
While she stood waiting to see what he would do she got a glimse at herself in the mirror. She barely recognized the woman in front of her and was smiling so much that her cheeks were hurting.
"Liiiv," he called out again to get her attention.
She finally relented and opened the door to find him standing there gloriously naked with a devious smirk on his face.
"Can I at least take a shower with you before you go?"
She eyed him suspiciously. "Do you promise to be good?"
"I promise," he said holding his hands up in surrender.
"Ok. Raise your right hand."
He lifted his eyebrow as if to ask if she was serious.
"Raise it!" she insisted.
"I could raise something else."
"Ok ok," he gave in raising his right hand with a grin on his face.
"Repeat after me. I, Elliot Joseph Stabler." She was trying to stay serious but she was losing the battle.
"I, Elliot Joseph Stabler," he repeated.
"Promise to shower ONLY and not engage in any sexual activity that will make Olivia any later for work."
"I can't remember all that," he joked.
"Ok," she said moving to close the door.
"Ok ok," he gave in and repeated the rest of the lines while slowly perusing her naked body. "Promise to shower only and not engage in any sexual activity that will make Olivia any later for work."
A little more than hour later Olivia rushed back into the squadroom. Of course, Elliot hadn't kept his promise to keep his hands to himself and they had sex again in the shower before she left. Her body was still humming from all of the stimulation.
"Is she here yet?"
"No, not yet," Amanda said eyeing her suspiciously.
She took a deep breath and settled at her desk, "Ok good."
"Yeah I just need to get prepared. Give me the lowdown on why this lady asked to speak to me."
"Well of course your run of the mill rich kid whose parents run in all the popular circles so they want to make sure you know it and we all know it."
"Ahh the politics, the best part of the job," she responded facetiously. "Ok. I got it."
Carisi opened the door to announce that the suspect's mother had arrived.
"Ok, Ill be there in a moment."
"And Liv?" Amanda asked cautiously.
"I have some concealer in my purse. You may want to use it," she offered pointing to her neck and trying not to smile.
Olivia grabbed her mirror out of her purse in a mild panic. "Shit! I'm going to kill him," she exclaimed while putting the concealer on to Amanda's amusement.
"Is it ok now?" she asked her holding up her neck for her to inspect.
"Yeah it looks fine."
After listening to Troy Simpson's mom go on and on about her connects to the city and what a great little boy he was, Olivia was tired and annoyed but she had unfinished business to attend to.
"Hey Fin you got a second?"
"Yeah of course."
She shut the door behind him and sat on her desk close to him signaling to him that they were about to talk something personal and not business.
"I need you to help me with something."
"Anything," he quickly agreed.
"I talked to the judge earlier today about Elliot adopting Noah. She said someone told her about Elliot and me not keeping in touch for four years and that he disappeared."
"What? Who would tell her that?" he asked surprised.
She raised her brow and he instantly knew who she was talking about.
"Thing is. I can't prove it but my gut tells me that it's him."
"So what you thinkin?" he asked getting closer to her.
"You have any friends at family court?"
"I can make a few calls."
"I appreciate that," she said going back to her chair and sitting down.
"But everything's ok right?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah," she smiled. "Everything's perfect. I have to tell you something but let's keep it between you and me for now."
"Elliot and I are getting married," she announced. She looked shy and happy at the same time and Fin couldn't help but be glad for her.
"I'm happy for you Liv. About damn time," he said hugging her.
"Yeah…. about damn time," she sighed contently.
Olivia sat in the chair away from the door so no one could see her. It was almost 5pm, she had been waiting for almost an hour and she was starting to get annoyed because she was ready to go home. It was hard for her to sneak into the IAB offices undetected especially after a few people stopped to congratulate her on the promotion and on being recognized for her test scores at the ceremony.
"Thank you," she said quickly making her way to the 10th floor. Fin's contact was able to work pretty fast finding the connection between Judge Linden and the person she long suspected was the culprit behind the information about her and Elliot. The judge notated the conversation on a post it note in the file and even though the handwriting was a little difficult to decipher, the contact was able to make out the name… Cassidy.
Thankfully the fact that the conversation was acknowledged on a post it note showed that the judge didn't take it too seriously because it was not documented formally. However, Olivia couldn't stop thinking about what it could've cost her and she started to fidget in the chair seething with anger.
She was shaken from her thoughts by footsteps approaching the small office door and sat back expectantly as Brian entered. He walked right past her to his desk not noticing her until he got ready to sit down. She smirked when he was startled at her presence.
"Brian," she said simply. "Surprised to see me?"
"I am actually. What can I do for you?" he asked trying to seem indifferent but his body language was betraying him. He was nervous. She was cool, calm and confident and he remembers seeing that body language whenever she was interrogating a perp that she had all the evidence she needed to nail them.
"A simple request really," she said standing up putting her hands in her pockets. "Keep my name and Elliot's name out of your mouth. Stay out of my family's business or else."
"Are you threatening me? What are you talking about?" he asked confused.
"I'm talking about this!" She slammed a copy of the post it on his desk and he read it before sighing.
"I know what this looks like," he tried to explain.
"It looks like you tried to tamper with Elliot's adoption of my son."
"I didn't mean it that way. I was working with the judge on a case with one of the guys from Narcotics and his kid. She knew we knew each other from the unit and thought we were friends and mentioned that your adoption of Noah just went through and how happy she was for you with all the changes in your life."
"And how does that equate to you saying something about Elliot not being around?" she asked irritated.
"It just kind of came out. I didn't know he was looking to adopt him."
"Bullshit," she countered.
"I didn't and she didn't say anything either."
"So what exactly did you say?"
"I agreed with her and said that it's amazing how much your life has changed and I know you must be happy to finally have Elliot back after all of these years. That's all I said," he said looking earnest.
"How did she know it was exactly four years?" she asked not swayed by his attempt to be sincere.
He looked guilty and moved around the desk to stand in front of her.
"She asked for more details and I gave them. I didn't know why she was asking and I said he disappeared on you four years ago and popped back up recently."
Olivia scoffed and started pacing.
"But that's all I said that's all I know!"
"That's all you said?" she raised her voice. "That's all you needed to say. Why did you feel the need to provide more information? Why couldn't you just shut the hell up?" she asked getting in his face.
He paused for a second and took a few steps back away fro her. "You don't think this is hard for me?" he asked.
"Oh god here we go." She rolled her eyes and sat back in the chair. "Go ahead Brian tell me. Tell me how me moving on with my life after we mutually ended our relationship is hard for you."
"I'm waiting. Go ahead. Because I don't remember you crawling back asking for me to come back before Elliot came along. Now all of a sudden it's hard for you. So let's hear it."
She waited a little longer and he still didn't say anything. "That's what I thought. You're full of it. You didn't mean it when Tucker tried to have Elliot arrested for hitting you and you didn't mean it when you revealed info that could've compromised the adoption. What else didn't you mean? So I know what else I have to look forward to."
"You've always loved him haven't you?" he asked meekly.
"It was always him. I know that I wasn't ready to look to the future when we were together Liv but I was going to get myself together. I had just gotten this job back at IAB and I was going to come back for you. Now you're with him. You have this family and I'm not a part of it. Hell we aren't even friends anymore."
"And why do you think that is? Do you think I would want to be friends with someone who can't stand to see me happy?" she asked standing up to get in his face again.
"You had a year. A year Brian. I didn't jump into Elliot's bed right after we broke up. You had time to make it right and you didn't. Accept that. It's over. We tried and it didn't work." Her tone is more even now and she's trying to reason with him.
"I love you," he says simply.
"No you don't," she deadpans. "You know how I know you don't love me? Because you won't let me go. You won't let me be happy. When you love someone you set them free. You don't try to destroy something that means so much to them. You are selfish. You always have been and that's part of the reason our relationship didn't work. The other part being that you weren't ready to give me what I wanted out of life. So if that's the closure you needed, I just gave it to you."
"Ok," he said sadly not making eye contact.
"You didn't answer my question," she says moving toward the door.
"What else didn't you mean? What else do I have to look forward to?"
"Nothing. Nothing else."
She looks at him as if she doesn't believe him.
"Well the best defense is offense so let me go ahead and tell you now so you don't find out from anyone else, or from going through my file and throw a little temper tantrum. I'm pregnant. While I was here to see you I dropped off my papers to request formal desk duty and Elliot and I are getting married."
Brian looked at her in shock as if he's trying to process everything that she just threw at him.
"Congratulations. So I guess I should look forward to your future husband coming to pay me a visit and finish the beating he started the last time?"
She gives him a sarcastic smirk. "No. He won't be coming to see you."
"Oh really. That's not the Stabler I know. You're not going to tell him are you? Why?" he asked.
"See Brian I have this theory about snakes. I prefer the ones I can see in my backyard verses the ones I can't. That's how you get blindsided and I'm not letting that happen anymore," she said opening the door to leave.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Macy's. That's where I'll be registered for wedding gifts. In case you want to get us something." She winked and closed the door behind her leaving Brian standing speechless.