Olivia and Elliot Fanfic

Title- The night that changed everything.

Chapter 1 Olivia

Driving down 135 street I got another twinge. It had been 7 months, 4 days, 6 hours and 37 minutes since I had last seen Elliot. I had started counting the minutes and hours soon after he left for Philadelphia. Elliot deserved a change; he had been through so much in the past year with Kathy and the kids. What happened before he left wasn't planned. We are both glad it happened and have no regrets but it just wasn't planned.

It had started after a long hard day at work and Elliot came back to my apartment for a movie and drinks. Elliot went and got two wine glasses while I went into the bedroom to get changed. I walked out a few moments later to Elliot putting the DVD in and switching on the TV. Throughout the film Elliot was cracking rubbish jokes just like always, which I couldn't help but laugh along to.

"Hey Liv I have another joke for you!" he said with a flirtatious smile on his face.

"Oh god, not another one. I hope it's actually funny" I giggled back.

"okay… what's the difference between you and eggs?"

"I'm not sure I want to here this but go on…" I laughed nervously.

"eggs get layed and you don't" Elliot said hysterically laughing.

"Elliot, I do get layed quite a lot actually" I protested.

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes yet I couldn't help but wish that El and me were together. All of a sudden I found myself leaning in to kiss him. His lips were soft and wet. It felt nice. Normal. I quickly began to imagine the things he could do with them as I pulled away and returned to where I was sitting on the sofa. Neither of us spoke, just sat there not wanting to be the first to say anything.

"Elliot I…"

before I could say anything more Elliot brought are lips crashing back together.

5 minutes past and I somehow realised I had moved from sitting on the sofa to being sat on Elliot's lap with my legs wrapped around him. We were passionately kissing and El had his hands firmly gripped to my waist. Elliot then picked me up and carried me towards the kitchen side all the while not breaking away from each other's lips. I didn't know whether it was because Elliot had drunk too much or whether he actually wanted to be with me. I pulled away from him and just stared for a few seconds. He carried on kissing my neck.

" Elliot, we don't have to do this. You have had a lot to drink and your regret it in the morning."

He stopped what he was doing and starred at me. I pulled my legs from around him and went to jump down off the side. I started to walk away when he grabbed my hand and swung me back around once again holding my waist.

"Liv, I want to do this"

I then grabbed Elliot's hand and lead him to the bedroom. He didn't need to tell me twice. I wanted to take it slow with Elliot he wasn't like other guys I had slept with. He was different. I wanted to saver the moments with him. He sat down on the bed and pulled me down on to him. We carried on kissing while I fiddled with the buttons on his shirt. He grabbed my jacket and pulled it off. He then did the same with my t-shirt. He then stopped and stared at me with a disappointed look in his eyes.

"what's the matter?" I asked , worrying I had done something wrong.

" why do you wear so many layers?" he smiled.

I immediately relaxed knowing that nothing was seriously wrong. I looked down to the floor to see the pile of clothes that was quickly growing. I saw my jacket , t-shirt along with Elliot's. I laughed at the randomness of the question El had just asked me.

" I have two more layers left" I replied looking at my vest top and seeing the top of my bra.

" no wonder you're so hot all the time" Elliot whispered in my ear.

" is that another one of your cheesy chat up lines?" I whispered back.

I then began rubbing my hands down his chest and nibbling at his neck. He tasted nice, better then I thought he ever would.

" no that's a fact." He laughed.

Elliot then pushed me gently down onto the bed and continued taking off the rest of my clothes. His touched against my skin felt nice. The heat from his body was amazing. Elliot started stroking my body and was teasing me with his touch. I couldn't stand the longing for him anymore. I had over 13 years worth of wanting him built up inside me that was ready to erupted any second.

" Elliot… I cant…. Stand this…waiting… please"

" okay". Elliot replied as he pulled ,me closer to him.

The next morning I woke up with my head on Elliot's chest. He was already awake and stroking my hair. I leaned in to kiss him hard. He kissed me back. It felt so right and I loved it. I sat up and looked around the room at the clothes, which were scattered everywhere. I stood up with the sheet still wrapped around me and started picking up all the clothes and putting them on the chair in the corner of the room. I then felt my body being pulled back into the bed.

" Elliot, what are you doing?"

" what does it look like I'm doing detective? I haven't finished my questioning yet." He winked at me and pulled the sheet away so he could stroke my arms.

"Liv , your so beautiful" he smiled with a warm glow in his face.

" your not bad yourself!" I laughed before continuing to kiss him, which naturally turned into another make out session. I slowly slid away from Elliot's arms and walked towards the bathroom.

"I'm going for a shower. I will be out in a minute" I blew a kiss towards him before turning on the shower. When I got into the shower the water was freezing. I jumped away from the sudden rush of cold. When the shower had warmed up I once again step towards the water. The water running down my face felt refreshing. The door then slowly opened. I smiled and turned around to Elliot standing in the doorway.

"And what might you be doing in here ?" I laughed and winked at him.

" Is that shower big enough for two?" he asked with a cute smile on his face that made me weak at the knees.

"Well why don't you find out that for yourself detective?" I seductively replied.

I then slowly moved over allowing Elliot to get in the shower behind me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me against him so once again I was against his skin. I rested my head again his shoulder and just took in everything that had happened over the past 12 hours.

A few hours past and El and I were getting ready to head to the precinct. we had a nice breakfast and Elliot even walked down to starbucks to get me my favourite coffee. He knew exactly how I like it, which was one of the things I loved about him. My best friend Alex always said that "A man who knows how a woman takes her coffee is a man worth keeping" I chuckled at the image of Alex saying it to me in my head. Her glasses making her look very intelligent and making the whole situation more hilarious. When Elliot and me both left the apartment and headed to work it was like any other normal day except for one little thing. We both had a spring in are step.

A few weeks later after Elliot left for Philadelphia I started feeling strange. I felt sick and just overall drained of all my energy. I assumed it was because I missed Elliot. So just left it and tried to move it to the back of my already crowded mind.

12 weeks past when Cragen called me into his office.

"Liv, come in and shut the door"

" what's up." I asked guessing it was something about the case I had been working on.

"what happened between you and El at your apartment?"

shocked by the suddenness of the question I paused before answering… "nothing why?"

"Olivia, I know you and Elliot too well. You have had this sickness for months now…"

"so… I have been ill nothing wrong with that" I replied trying to hide the emotions, which I was sure, were covering my face.

"Liv, take a test, I maybe older then you both but im not an idiot.."

" I don't know what your talking about captain. Whatever you think your getting at your way of the mark." Captain Cragen gave me the look he did when he knows he is right.

"okay okay… but captain I don't want this…" Cragen interrupted before I could finish.

"don't panic Liv, it stays between us."

I remember after that I went to the chemist and got a test. When I got back to the apartment I followed what the instructions told me to do then wait for a few minutes. Waiting for the results. Minutes past , which felt more like hours before I glanced at the stick. I guess I wasn't really surprised. It didn't seem real and it definitely hadn't sunken in.

2 months past and I remember glancing at my phone to 27 calls , 13 texts and 11 emails all from Elliot. I hadn't spoken to him since I took the test, I didn't know what to say to him or how he would react. I knew Elliot inside and out but this was the one thing I had no idea how he would react to the news. I think it was that moment I finally realised I was pregnant with Elliot's baby.