Sorry for the delay in updating been a little chaotic in the real world and I didn't have anytime to write..

Hope the wait was worth the wait.

Chapter 25

Elliot lifted his beer to his mouth and took a long drink. He had needed to get out of the house after Rollins had left, he needed a drink.

"Can I get two more of those," said a voice from behind him before Munch sat on the stool next to him.

"Thanks," said Elliot his eyes fixed on his almost empty bottle. "What you doing here?"

"Figured you could use a little company, plus nothing much happening back at the house now you and Rollins have left," he laughed.

"If you wanted to be entertained why the make the call to me?" Elliot asked him.

Munch took a drink of his beer before answering. "Because I actually care about Olivia and even you. I have watched you guys deny your feelings for each other and being miserable for too long now. I wasn't going to let anything screw it up now you declared your undying love for each other."

Elliot looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Plus I didn't fancy all the paperwork when Olivia shot you both."

"That might still happen," he replied his fingers touching the mark Rollins left on his neck. "What the hell was she thinking?"

"That's just it I don't think she was thinking, not with her head anyway," laughed Munch. "Elliot Stabler stud muffin who knew."

"I'm glad you find this funny," sighed Elliot before taking a large drink from his beer.

"Look, you need to get to Olivia and explain everything before she sees it or hears what happened from someone else."

"I tried to call her but all I got was her answer phone, she said she was going shopping, god I hope she doesn't go back to the station and someone tells her."

"Why don't you get yourself back home and wait for her. Its best she gets told everything from you first."

"Yeah," he said finishing off his drink. "I will have one more before heading back. You heading back to the stakeout house?"

"Too right, do you think I'm actually going to miss you explaining all this to Benson."

"You are a sick man do you know that."

"I have been told that in the past once or twice," he said slapping Elliot on the shoulder and heading out the bar leaving him to order another drink.

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"Liv, you home!" Elliot called as he entered the house. "Liv!" he listened out but heard nothing. "Dammit," he muttered under his breath as he walked into the kitchen and to the fridge. He had tried Olivia's phone again but it had gone straight to answer phone. He took a beer out opened it and then took out his phone.

"Dana its Stabler."

"Well hellllooo stud," she replied and Elliot knew she was grinning on the end.

"Whatever," he grunted as he took a drink.

"Who knew you had it in you, here was me thinking you were a good catholic boy all these years."

"Has someone got eyes on Mark?" he asked her cutting her off before she could carry on.

"Of course, he watched you and Rollins then got in his car and headed back to the base, why?"

"I have been trying to call Liv and all I get is her answer message. I was starting to get worried something had happened."

"Well she called me a little earlier and said she was going to get her hair and nails done, to treat herself after she finished work. I'm sure she is okay. Maybe she decided to get a few things waxed ready for your big night."

Elliot shook his head trying to clear it of any images of Olivia. "And Mark is definitely on the base."

"Yes Elliot, my guys checked in less than 15 minutes ago to say he was in the garage. Stop worrying she is fine."

"Yeah," he said sitting down on the couch and lying back. "I can't help but worry though, if anything were to happen to her…."

Dana smiled to herself. "You really have it bad huh. I mean I saw the connection when you guys were partners but at the time I thought it was just lust and sex."

"It's never been just that," he told her. "It was always more and the thought that something might happen when we have finally admitted it to each other…. I don't think I could take that."

"Well trust me when I say she is fine and that Mark is nowhere near her. Her phone probably just died when she was shopping. So try and relax and think how you are going to get around that huge hicky on your neck," she laughed.

"Don't remind me."

"Well I'm sure Munch will be watching and will call 911 for you if you need it."

"Whatever Dana," he said hanging up and dropping his phone onto the floor next to his beer. He turned on the TV to try and pass the time as he waited for Olivia return. His thoughts running in overdrive as he figured the best way to tell her about what happened. He knew no matter she was going to be pissed.

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Olivia climbed from her car and grabbed all her bags from the back seat. She felt relaxed after her afternoon of pampering and shopping. She looked to the house and just hoped Amanda had left. Her phone had died when she was having her massage. She had put it on charge as soon as she got in the car but hadn't yet listened to all the messages or read the texts from Elliot. She had just wanted to get home to him

She opened the door and heard the TV playing in the living room. She dropped her bags and walked in quietly, smiling when she saw Elliot asleep on the couch. She walked towards making sure she didn't wake him, he looked so peaceful and relaxed as he slept.

She bit down on her lip and smiled as he moaned in his sleep as she stood over him before bending down to kiss him and wake him up. Just as her lips were about to meet his she spotted the mark on his neck, a mark that hadn't been there earlier when she had left him.

"What the hell," she said using her hand to turn his head roughly and get a better view of it. Elliot's eyes shot open as she turned his head and he heard "What the fuck," as her fingers pressed against the mark.

"Liv," he gasped as she glared down at him.

"What the fuck is that?" she asked him prodding the mark.

"It's not what it looks like, I can explain," he told her reaching out for her.

Olivia stepped away from him shaking her head. "So that's not a hicky…. This is why you didn't want me watching isn't it, how far exactly did you take it this time Stabler?"

"Liv it wasn't like that I swear, just let me explain" he said standing up and stepping towards her, but Olivia backed away from him shaking her head.

"I think it was exactly like that and that hicky on your neck proves it. Christ I am such an idiot. I believed you when you said the hard on you got wasn't cause of her… but this," she said pointing to his neck. "And the fact you didn't want me watching," she shook her head backing away from him and picking up her bag and car keys.

"Liv your not an idiot," he said reaching for her.

"Is this all just a game to you, a little thing to boost your ego, having women all over you? What is it Stabler are you free now after all those years of being married and tied down to one woman."

"What no!" he said raising his voice. "I don't want anyone else."

"Oh boy," said Munch as he watched Olivia and Elliot facing each other.

"What's up?" asked Fin joining him and looking at the monitor.

"Olivia came back and saw the hicky on Stabler's neck when he was asleep. And now Olivia being Olivia won't let him explain and is thinking the worst.

"Liv I swear to you this isn't what it looks like," he said touching his neck. "Amanda she just….She got a little carried away."

"And what about you," she yelled. "How carried away did you get?" she asked pushing against his chest.

Munch and Fin looked at each other.

"They need to be careful," said Fin. "If Mark is watching this they could end up blowing this whole gig."

"Yeah," said Munch his eyes still fixed on the screen.

"Well come on Stabler, how far did you take it this time, huh?"

"I didn't take it anywhere!" he yelled back. "I wouldn't do that to you. For fucks sake Liv I love you."

Olivia glared at him her eyes going to the mark on his neck and she saw red. "Fuck you," she said with tears in her eyes as she pushed him again and he lost his balance and fell onto the couch, as Olivia turned and ran from the house.

"Christ, what do we do now?" asked Fin, as Elliot chased after her. They both watched the screen as moments later Elliot walked back in slamming the door.

Munch picked up his phone and rang Olivia. Her number rang over and over until the answer service kicked in. He hung up and rang again, he done this three more times before giving up.

"We need to find her," he said to Fin. "Try and calm her down, before she blows this whole case and ruins everything with Stabler. For once the poor guy has done nothing wrong," he said grabbing his car keys and ejecting the DVD with a copy of this afternoons recording on it.

"And how the hell you going to find her?" Fin asked him.

"Its Olivia, she is pissed and upset. She will go home and lock herself away until she calms down. Call Dana ask her where Mark is so we know he isn't tailing her. Then keep an eye on Stabler, make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. I will go and talk to her and try and tell her the truth about what happened and show her," he said holding up the DVD. "If that's what I have to do."

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"Olivia…Open up," Munch shouted through her door. "I know you're in there, and you know I won't leave until I talk to you. And you know I'm stubborn…And annoying….So you may as well open up now, unless you want to hear my JFK theory all over again."

The door flung open.

"Leave me alone John."

"Sorry Olivia I can't do that," he said giving her a small smile.

"Look I'm fine."

"Sure you are," he said softly. "Is that why your eyes are red and you're doing a great impression of a panda."

"I just need to be alone," she sniffed.

"No you don't, you need someone to talk to some sense into you. Now let's get inside and get you a coffee," he said taking the glass of wine off her.

"I have been such an idiot," she said as she watched him make two cups of coffee.

"No you haven't," he said handing her a cup but she put it down and picked up her almost empty glass of wine and finished it off.

"I followed my heart instead of just doing my job. God I am so stupid."

"Olivia, you know I would never lie to you, right."

"Yeah."

"And you know I have been watching every little thing that goes on in that house…Everything, including the stuff that goes on when you're not there," she nodded but didn't speak. "Olivia, Elliot done nothing wrong."

"I… I saw how aroused he got next to her, I saw the mark on his neck. He didn't want me anywhere near the house this afternoon and now I know why."

Munch started to laugh.

"You find this funny?"

"Yes," he told her. "Do you really think Elliot would risk everything with you for a quick fondle with Rollins, knowing you would find out as its all on camera. After everything you guys have been through over the years and the fact he risked this case by telling you how he felt…Olivia, Elliot can be stupid, and not think at times, but not this time. He tried to stop Amanda."

Olivia just stood looking at him and Munch sighed when she poured herself another glass of wine.

"He tried to push her away and stop her without making it look obvious to the perv watching. I could tell things were getting out of hand so I came to his rescue and stopped it."

"You stopped it?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "I called his phone and he used that as a reason to stop. He was so angry at himself for letting it get out of hand, but Amanda, well she…"

"Well she what?"

"She was getting a little too into it. Who knew Stabler was so irresistible."

Olivia walked away from him and slowly circled the room. "So Elliot didn't want it and tried to stop it?"

"Yes. He loves you Olivia and he wouldn't risk losing you over something like this."

"Amanda came on to him and he tried to stop her."

"Yes."

"Despite her knowing what was happening between me and Elliot, and that they were just acting, she still tried it on."

"Yup, and I have the footage right here if you need the proof," he said holding up the DVD. "But personally I don't think you need to put yourself through watching it. I mean would you want Elliot watching something like this if the situation were reversed."

She stopped pacing and shook her head letting out the breath she was holding. She picked up her bag and gun and threw Munch her apartment keys, but they sailed past him and landed across the room.

"Lock up on your way out," she said heading to the door.

"Olivia," he said looking behind him for the keys.

"I'm going to kill the bitch," she snapped storming out the apartment.

I do like writing it when one of them is jealous. Lol

Hopefully my next update will be a lot quicker.