I DECIDED TO PLAY WITH JUST A FEW DETAILS HERE IN ORDER TO GIVE YOU GUYS WHAT I HOPE IS A GOOD STORY. KATHY STABLER NEVER EXISTED AND ELLIOT HAS NO CHILDREN. HE AND OLIVIA BECAME A COUPLE SEVEN YEARS AGO AND HAVE BEEN MARRIED FOR FIVE YEARS. I'VE ALSO PUSHED THEIR AGES BACK BY JUST A FEW YEARS. ELLIOT IS NO LONGER WITH NYPD. HE OWNS A PRIVATE SECURITY FIRM WITH BRIAN AND THE TWO OF THEM ARE BEST FRIENDS. BRIAN IS ENGAGED TO ALEX. CASEY NOW LIVES IN CHICAGO, SHE'S CHIEF ADA OF CHICAGO SVU BUT SHE, OLIVIA AND ALEX REMAIN FRIENDS. I HAVEN'T DECIDED YET HOW LONG THIS STORY WILL BE, IT WAS INTENDED TO BE JUST A ONE-SHOT, BUT WE'LL SEE. AS USUAL, DICK WOLF, NBC AND UNIVERSAL OWN THE CHARACTERS AND THE RIGHTS TO EVERYTHING. ENJOY!
HOTEL, DOWNTOWN CHICAGO
Olivia's POV
Walking the corridor to Elliot's suite, the moment seemed surreal. It was as if the universe were somehow in slow motion but standing still at the same time, and, even the most mundane of things were now amplified times a million – the sound of my stilettos treading the Persian carpet that lined the hall, even the ticking of the antique clocks seemed as if they were the loudest sounds on earth; drowning out everything else within a 100 mile radius; everything except for my heartbeat. As I drew closer to the door my anxiety forced my stomach to contort, tying itself in a huge, painful knot. My heartbeat was now a frantic rhythm that was trying to pound its' way right out of my chest! I stopped three feet from the door and looked down at the key card in my hand - how nice it was of him to make sure that I was able to get his room key anywhere he stayed. He always wanted me to have access to him if I ever decided to join him on the road so concierge was always instructed to key me, no hassle if I showed up. However, his thoughtfulness was about to do him in - idiot forgot to take my name off the list once he began fucking his assistant!
I stepped to the door and took a deep breath, my hand on the knob as I prepared myself. My God, was I sweating? I quickly wiped my brow with the back of my hand and willed myself to put the key in the door. I twisted the knob and suddenly I couldn't move - everything in me wanted to forget about the reason I was there and just leave, to go back to New York and live a lie; "Elliot loves you, he'd never cheat!" was the voice I heard in my head. "Forget about the picture you saw, it isn't what it looks like!" "Shut up!" I said out loud to no one and I slowly opened the door and went inside where I was greeted by a familiar song blasting from the stereo in the next room. My frantically beating heart stopped cold in my chest as my apprehension replaced itself with rage! I knew this song very well. Elliot had fucked me senseless so many times to this song during the past five years that my body had developed a Pavlovian response to hearing it. But when I heard her calling God from the bedroom, fucking my husband, to that song, I lost it! Before I could stop myself, I had grabbed a statuette from the desk, ran to the bedroom and clubbed him over his balding head before he even heard me coming!
He fell to the floor as Mairym screamed and I delivered a hard, swift kick to his ribs before I turned on Mairym, reaching for her while she scurried across the huge bed. "YOU BITCH!" Behind me, Elliot had staggered to his feet. I had gotten her pinned to the floor and was beating her senseless as the music continued blasting from the stereo when I felt his arms around my waist.
"Baby, I can explain!" I heard him say as he tried to pull me away from her. I had her hair locked tight in my fist and with my free hand I delivered blow after blow to her face as she screamed, blindly clawing at me but only succeeding in snatching the stereos' power cord from the wall. Elliot finally managed to pull me away - and a patch of her hair came with me. Mairym somehow got on her feet, blood pouring from her nose.
"Did you see that? She attacked me!"
"Mairym, please!"
"You're just gonna stand there and let her get away with - "
"Bitch I will finish you!" I screamed as I lunged at her; Elliot held me back.
"Baby please, calm down!" I broke free and pushed him hard against his chest with both hands.
"GET OFF ME!"
"HELLO? I'm bleeding!" Mairym interjected
"Mairym, what did I say?" he asked her in a scolding tone then turned to me and took my hand in his.
"DO NOT…Touch…Me…Again!" I warned firmly. He let go.
"Baby it's not worth it."
"Not worth it?" This bitch again!
"Mairym, be quiet!" he demanded in a more elevated tone.
"NOW she's not worth it? Was she worth it the first time?"
"Olivia – "
"No, tell me. Why then and not now? What makes her so unworthy now, huh? Could it be the fact that you got caught?" I yelled as I pushed two fingers against his head hard enough to make it jerk backwards. For a quick moment he looked at me with pleading eyes before he hung his head.
"It's not what it looks like." He mumbled almost inaudibly as he looked down at the floor.
"It is EXACTLY what it looks like!" I screamed. The rage inside me was so strong, I felt as if I would morph into a green monster at any moment "Fuck you! We're done!" at this point, I could barely breathe through the tears that were streaming my face and I was shaking. What had just happened here? Maybe none of this is real. Maybe I'm having a nightmare…
"So that's it? You're gonna kill what we have, just like that over some bitch who means nothing to me?" I stopped cold.
"…BITCH? Oh hell no…!" I heard Mairym protest. This bimbo didn't know when to shut it!
"Oh my God, Mairym, will you SHUT THE FUCK UP?!" now he was yelling. She got the message this time and quietly took a seat at the end of the bed, a look of defeat and embarrassment shadowing her spirit. I almost felt sorry for her. There was a brief silence as I simply stared quizzically at him.
"Who are you?"
"I thought I was the man you love but you don't seem to care about that anymore!"
"I don't care?" I tried to stay calm but my anger got the better of me and now I was screaming again. "I gave you five years of my life; planned on giving you forever but I walk in here to find you waist-deep in that slut and I'm the one to blame?!"
"That's not what I meant – "
"I don't care what you meant!"
"Olivia – "
"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" I turned to leave when I felt his hand on mine…
"Don't leave like this." Suddenly he was closer, pulling me into his arms from behind. I could feel his warm breath on me and I felt my resolve begin to weaken.
"Let go of me."
"I'm sorry. Baby I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I love you please, I'm so sorry!" His hot tears were on my neck. I paused for a brief moment; God, I used to feel so safe in his arms! You will not forgive him, you will not forgive this! Everything in me wanted to turn around, to put my arms around him and say that we can get past this; I love him! But yet, I knew in my heart that no matter how much I wanted to romanticize the situation, we were broken and it was with this realization that I steeled myself and swallowed my own tears along with the lump in my throat before pulling away, feeling my heart crack right down the middle as I left his arms.
"We're over!" I said in a voice that did not betray how torn I was. I then walked over to Mairym who was holding a cloth to her bloodied nose, grabbed hold of the diamond engagement and wedding rings on my finger and pulled them off, dropping them into her lap. She dropped the cloth she was holding and looked down at the rings in total disbelief. "Go ahead, He's all yours!" and I walked away without looking back. Once I got out of the suite, I just ran. I ran down 14 flights of stairs and out of the hotel lobby into the street. I don't know how far I ran after that but when I finally stopped, the hotel was nowhere in sight. I was crying Deep, choking sobs, my chest ached like it was about to explode and I couldn't catch my breath. There I was, in the middle of a busy Chicago street, hysterical. I can only imagine what people must have thought but it didn't matter because at that moment all I wanted to do was curl up and die!
Back in Elliot's hotel suite, he sat motionless on the floor of the bedroom, his head in his hands. He didn't even notice that Mairym was now standing before him.
"Elliot?" she called softly. Without verbally responding, he looked up at her with accusing eyes. She quickly kneeled in front of him. "Are you ok?"
"Am I ok? Are you fuckin' serious?" he asked her with dripping scorn before snatching the rings from her hand. A brief silence followed.
"Is there anything I can – "
"NO!"
"Look I know that you're upset –"
"The love of my life just told me it's over! Why are you still here?"
"I just wanted to make sure that you were ok."
"I'M NOT OK!" he screamed as his tears kept falling.
"Elliot…" there was no time to stop the formation of tears that quickly flooded her eyes but she was determined that she wouldn't cry them.
"Go!" he demanded, leaving no room for argument. Rising to her feet, she started to speak but thought better of it then, just as quickly changed her mind.
"I know that this is the last thing you want to hear right now but I love you Elliot and I'll help you through this, I'll be whatever you need me to be for you, however you need it. All you have to do is let me." She exited the room without another word between them.
NIGHTCLUB, DOWNTOWN CHICAGO LATER THAT NIGHT
Olivia's POV
For a while that day I was completely numb. The signs were there. I just chose to ignore them so that I could remain in my blissful bubble. I didn't want to believe, couldn't believe that the man I'd fought so hard for, gave so much of myself to and loved so completely could do something so vile. I could be forgiving of many things but cheating? That was a definite deal breaker! I should have said no when he told he that he'd been hired as personal security for Morgan James and that it required him to be in Chicago for two months while she filmed a movie. Two long months where his assistant, Mairym would be there four days out of every week! But I had no cause to distrust her. I'd known her for four years – since Brian and Elliot first started their security firm. She'd been in my home and we'd established a great rapport, so of course I didn't make a big deal out of it, because at the end of the day, I am not that woman. I don't need the code to his phone or his email password. And I don't care about his facebook account. I don't hover when he's on the phone. If we're out somewhere and he engages himself in conversation with another woman, I don't suddenly feel the need to slink myself around him, marking my territory because I was secure about what we had and knew just what we meant to each other. In retrospect, I think that may have been my biggest mistake; I trusted too much!
I don't know what got into me later, but instead of crying and moping, feeling sorry for myself, that night I told Alex and Casey that I wanted to go out. They couldn't believe it after what I had just gone through but we hit the town anyway. Casey knew all the hottest clubs and tonight, 'AT' was the hot-spot of choice but about an hour after we arrived, my sadness set in all over again.
"I'm sorry I dragged you guys out tonight. I thought I was ready but I guess I was wrong."
"Honey, we get it. You just went through a breakup, its ok. I'll go find Casey and we'll leave." Alex said as she started to get up.
"Nobody has to leave. I'm gonna go to the ladies room."
"We don't mind" Alex protested.
"It's ok. I'll be right back." I left the booth and made my way to the bathroom. A couple minutes later when I was on my way out, the door opened and who walks into the lounge area?
"You have got to be kidding me!" there she was, her face full of the cuts and bruises I'd inflicted upon her back at the hotel. She had done a terrible job at trying to conceal them with makeup, her black eye being the most obvious. I felt bad about what I'd done.
She looked at me with an odd mix of fear and loathing in her eyes. "Stay away from me!"
"You really have no idea how not worth my time you are!" I really did have every intention of leaving but…
"I guess Elliot wasn't either, probably why he was all in my stuff, huh?"
"Elliot is not the first man to fall for a piece of cheap ass and he certainly won't be the last!" I again turned to leave but she was determined…
"Well I guess he preferred cheap ass over a frigid bitch, Bitch!" Did she just – before I could stop myself, I had turned and punched her hard in the face, knocking her into the mirrors, causing them to shatter. I saw her holding her bloodied nose as I left the bathroom but I kept moving. I got back to our booth and Casey was sitting in some guys' lap as he nuzzled her ear.
"Liv, you ok?"
"No. this was a mistake, I'm gonna go."
"Ok, I'll get Alex and"
"No, you guys stay. I could use the time alone."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Okay. If I don't come home tonight, don't worry, I'm fine."
I walked away and stopped when I got to the entrance. I was so angry! I stood against the brick wall at the end of the hall taking deep breaths to calm myself. After a few minutes I felt like crying. Silently I stood there trying desperately to stop the tears that were now running down my face. I willed them with all of my might to stop but they would not obey. Fine! Crying it is!
"Whatever it is, let it go. You're too beautiful for tears!" I looked up and through my crying eyes saw what had to be an illusion; men like this don't exist anymore! He was tall and broad, and beautiful and sexy – my God he was sexy!
"I must look like a fool!"
"You don't." he assured as he handed me a handkerchief. "You alright?"
"Thank you, I'll be fine."
"I'm Trevor by the way"
"Olivia"
"Nice to meet you Olivia." So, are you coming or going?"
"Going. I was just about to hail a cab."
"I know we don't know each other but I wouldn't be a gentleman if I didn't offer you a ride; I was just leaving and my driver is just across the street…"
"Oh, I couldn't…"
"I promise I won't bite."
Being a New Yorker, I'm usually suspicious of everyone but something about his smile was so genuine that I felt I could trust him. There was something familiar about him, and I decided that if he was a maniac, being killed would definitely stop this ache in my heart.
"Thank you."
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes."
CASEY'S APARTMENT
Before I had a chance to change my mind, I was in his car on my way back to the Casey's apartment, and to my surprise, I enjoyed his company. We talked the whole ride there and by the time we arrived I was actually smiling! He got out of the car and came around to open my door for me, offering his hand to help me out. We stood there for a brief moment just looking at each other before I spoke.
"It was really a pleasure meeting you tonight."
"The pleasure was all mine." And he kissed my hand. GOD, that sent shivers through me! And it was off that shivery high that I proposed: "Would you like to come up…for coffee? It's the least I could do. You know, as a thank you." he paused a moment before answering
"I think I'd love to come up – for coffee."
I don't know what got into me but 5 minutes after we got up to the apartment, we were all over each other. He had already pulled my panties off and had my nipple in his mouth. DEAR GOD, his tongue felt amazing!
"PLEASE tell me you have condoms!" I breathed into his mouth minutes later as we kissed. I was so ready.
"Not on me! I don't usually…"
"wait!" I loved Casey dearly but she was a bit of a good-time-girl. There had to be condoms here, lots of them! From where I was lying on the sofa, I reached above my head to the end table, opened the drawer and blindly felt inside; BINGO! I can't remember the last time I'd been so grateful for anything!
I admit; I was a total slut! Do I regret it? No! That man fucked me thoroughly and I came like a waterfall over and over again! I woke up the next morning to a note on the pillow next to me.
"Olivia,
I thought it would be best if I weren't here when your friends got back.
Here's my number, please use it; I would love to see you again!
Trevor"
-wirh his number scrawled at the bottom! I smiled, images of last night flashing through my head. God, everything about him felt so good! I couldn't help but wish that I had stayed at a hotel, then I could have gotten another taste of him this morning – hell, maybe all day. My thoughts of debauchery were quickly interrupted with a knock on the door. I shoved the note under the pillow just before it opened and Casey and Alex walked in.
"You're finally awake!" Casey observed as she plopped down on the bed.
"I guess."
"Were you okay here by yourself last night?" Alex sat beside me, putting her arm around me.
"I managed."
"What hit this room?" Casey asked as she picked something up from the floor. "It's a mess!"
"I – thought I lost something and I went a little overboard looking for it I guess."
"I guess. So, we have ten hours left before we leave Chicago. How about we go see the city, try again for some fun?" Alex was such a tourist!
"Or we could just hang out here if she's not up to it." Casey chimed in.
"Guys, I'm fine. And that sounds great; we should do a little sight-seeing before we go."
"Good, shopping first!" Alex called, excited.
Casey sighed. "You really should curb your obsession with buying things, you know?"
"I will…when I'm dead!"
"Well I'm gonna need time to get myself together so I'll meet up with you guys."
"Suit yourself!" Casey said as she got up from the bed. "Let's go big spender!" Alex kissed my cheek before following Casey out of the room. I let out a huge sigh before reaching under the pillow to retrieve the note, reading it again and wondering if it would be best to let a one night stand be just one night. I decided to hold on to it until my mind was made up.
A half hour later after a nice, hot shower I went to the night table to grab my phone and there was the note. I stared at it for a moment before picking it up. Why am I holding on to this? I sat on the bed and read it again – just thinking about the way he touched me last night was enough to get me pulsating down there – I wanted another taste of him so bad! I took a deep breath before dialing the number. He answered on the first ring.
"Hello?" That voice! I was starting to feel better already.
"Trevor, hi. Its – "
"Olivia?" his voice suddenly perked up. "I was hoping you'd call."
"I…wanted to thank you for last night; it was just what I needed."
"I think it was what we both needed. I have to admit, as much as I hoped I would, I didn't think I'd hear from you again." His voice was so damn sexy!
"The truth is, I'm leaving today and I'd like to see you again if y-"
"When and where?."
"Here. Now."
"What about your friends?"
"They're out shopping so we have all day."
"I'll be there in ten minutes!" and he disconnected the call. I quickly called Casey and gave an excuse about wanting to be alone. It was about five minutes later when the doorbell rang. It's him! I thought as I went to answer it. Imagine my shock when I opened the door to find Elliot standing on the other side. I slammed it in his face without as much as a second thought. SHIT!
"I just wanna talk."
"We have nothing to say to each other."
"Olivia please…"
"Would you just leave me alone?"
"I'll stand out here all day if that's what it takes!" there was a short silence. "I mean it Olivia!" I took a long pause before I reluctantly opened the door. He walked right in.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I'm just trying to – "
"Just trying to what? Do you think that showing up here and harassing me is going to help fix things?"
"I didn't say – "
"It's not enough that you stabbed me in the heart but you keep twisting the damn knife! I don't want to see you, Elliot. I don't want to talk to you. I don't even want to think about you! You made your choice when you let her in!"
"Olivia I love you!"
"AND I TRUSTED YOU! I trusted you and you broke us!" we were both in tears at his point.
"I'll fix it! I swear I'll fix it, just give me a chance!"
"There's nothing to fix."
"We love each other!"
"And what's love without trust?"
"I'll get it back; starting right now!" he dropped to his knees in front of me, grabbing onto my dress. "You want me to quit and come home? Done! I'll do anything you want just please don't leave me!" His head was buried in my stomach, and he was sobbing; his tears soaking my dress as he clung to me desperately.
"I'm already gone!" I stepped away, turning my back to him.
"Baby please! Please. I'll never – "
"Goodbye Elliot!" after a moment, he finally got up and left. The second I heard the door close, I sank onto the sofa and broke into sobs. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Is he serious? I just knew it was Elliot again, coming back to further torment me. Angrily, I got up and marched to the door, flinging it open but instead of the asshole, it was Trevor standing there. There was a brief silence as our eyes met, locked and held each others' gazes.
"Have you been crying?" he asked as he walked inside.
"It's not important."
"Of course it is."
"No. what's important is your ability to make me forget." I nuzzled at his neck. "Can you make me forget?" his mouth was now dangerously close to mine.
"I'll see what I can do!" he said before kissing me hard and deep. Within seconds he'd scooped me up in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom.
Let me pause for a moment. When I woke up this morning with that huge grin on my face, I wondered if maybe I'd exaggerated in my mind how good the sex had been the night before – take heartache, loneliness and throw in the fact that it had been 2 months since I'd had some, hell even a crumb would taste like a gourmet meal if you were starving! Maybe it hadn't been as great as I remembered. Maybe….oh God...OH MY GOD! I spent the next few hours being pleasured beyond belief and for those few hours, he absolutely succeeded in making me forget every single care I had in the world. I let go of everything except him, me and our bodies!
After, I just lay there in his arms, sated beyond belief and reveling in the sound of us breathing.
"Stay."
"What?"
"Stay. Here, with me." I propped myself up on my elbow to look at him.
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I feel…something that I've never felt before and I'm not ready to let it go."
"Trevor…I just ended a relationship; I have a life to get back to in New York."
"I know. It was stupid of me…"
"It wasn't stupid. It was sweet." I let my fingers run over the stubble on his face as I looked at him. The truth was, I felt something too; I wasn't sure what it was but it was there and it was more than just physical. "Maybe we should just make the most of the time we have left." He tucked a loose lock of hair behind my ear.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" I quickly pushed back the tears that threatened to flood my eyes and leaned in to kiss him. He ran his hands through my hair while his tongue slipped between my lips and we explored each others' mouths before he turned over, putting me on my back and nestling himself between my legs, we had more amazing sex, only this time it was different; it was tender and sweet, like making love!
Later, we stood at the door to Casey's apartment as he prepared to leave…
"I guess this is goodbye, huh?"
"I guess it is."
"Well, you have a safe flight and…take care." I could tell that he was struggling.
"I will. You do the same; not the flight part. " I felt so nervous inside. He laughed.
"If you're ever back in Chicago…" he leaned in and kissed me sweetly on the cheek, lingering there for a moment. "Goodbye Olivia."
"Goodbye Trevor." He turned and walked away and as I closed the door, a feeling of sadness suddenly came over me that I couldn't explain but I shook it off. I was on my way to the bedroom when I was startled by someone knocking frantically on the door. I had barely gotten it open before Trevor took me in his arms, pulled me tight against his body and kissed me with more passion that I'd ever been kissed before. There was fire in that kiss and it burned through every fiber of my being! When he finally released me I stood speechless, motionless, yet every inch of me in flames!
"If only I'd met you first." He said then he turned and left, just like that, the door slamming behind him, leaving my mind in a daze and my body screaming for more of him!
On the way home, we sat there on the plane, me lost in thought for most of the ride while Casey and Alex blabbed on about god-knows-what.
"Hello? Earth to Olivia!" I snapped out of my daze to see Casey waving a hand in front of me. She had a few days off and decided to fly back to New York with Alex and me.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?"
"Okay, what's up with you?" Alex asked?
"Nothing."
"Can I ask a personal question" Casey again
"Shoot."
"Did you sleep with Elliot after…?"
"God, no!"
"Swear it?"
"On my life!"
"Then who was he?"
"Who was who?"
"Mr. Rebound sex…and before you deny it, allow me to introduce the evidence…" evidence? What evi- before I could say anything, she pulled a condom wrapper from her purse and waved it in front of me. I swallowed hard.
"W-Where did you get that?"
"Your bedroom floor, not to mention there were quite a few of them in the trash – along with their very used contents. So if it wasn't Elliot…"
I hung my head. "Yes, ok? But it wasn't rebound sex." Alex looked on amazed.
"Then what do you call it?"
"Who cares what she calls it" Alex interjected, "how was it?" I paused for a moment, still embarrassed and not wanting to discuss it but I had to share, it was too good to keep to myself.
"It was…amazing… incredible; It was the best sex I've ever had!" they ate it up, squealing gleefully like gossip-starved little piggies. "…and that is all I will say on the matter"
"Like hell!" Casey protested, "You cannot use that many adjectives to describe how good it was and then shut up about it, you have to give us details!"
"No, actually I don't."
"Why the secrecy?"
"I'm not being secretive, I'm being private!"
"I think somebody's in like."
"and denial"
"What? I don't even know his last name and besides, I just ended a relationship, I don't feel anything for anyone right now; except blind hatred for Elliot!"
"So that's it? You never see him again?" I simply shrugged my shoulders and turned my head to face the window.
So there you have it. Should I continue? Please review and let me know.