This is what I wanted to happen at the end of the episode "Wrath", season three.
(To refresh everyone's memory, Elliot had put men on to watch over Olivia because someone was after her. He did it without telling her, and she thought it was shady of him to do so. In the last scene, Elliot calls Olivia and knocks on her door, but she doesn't answer. Instead, she's sitting on her couch, crying a little, and feeling betrayed by her partner.)
After numerous rings with no answer, Elliot finally hung up the phone, and began knocking on his partner's door. "C'mon, Olivia. Please open the door." Olivia continued to cry silently on her couch, wondering how he could've done that to her. He was her partner, and though she was grateful for his concern, she didn't need to be treated like a child; like she couldn't take care of herself.
Elliot stood, knocking on her door still every 30 seconds or so. Finally, he gave up. Rubbing his hand over his face, he left.
Olivia finally opened her door, but Elliot was gone. "Shit." She muttered. Then she grabbed her coat, slipped on some shoes, and went after him. When she finally saw him walking down the sidewalk away from her building, she didn't want to run, "Elliot, wait!" She called out. He stopped and stood for a moment before turning to face her. She had walked a little closer, and he closed the gap between them. He could see the dried tears on her cheeks and the pain in her eyes, with only a streetlight to show them. "Let's go inside." She said, hugging herself for warmth. He nodded slightly and followed her inside. They both removed their coats, and sat on the couch.
"Liv."
"Elliot." They said at the same time.
"I did what I had to do. You're too emotional about this case to know what was good for you."
"I'm an adult, Elliot. I know what's good for me. Not only that, I'm a cop. Those people weren't. I would've been fine."
"Really?" he said somewhat sarcastically, rubbing his chin. "Sometimes all the training in the world can't prepare you for shit like that, Olivia. That man wanted you dead. He killed four other people to get to you, and he did. The state of mind you were in wasn't good enough." He raised his voice a little and stood from the couch. She did also.
"You went behind my back to place that protection on me. You're my partner. To sneak around like that is… how do you trust someone who has lied to you? If I can't trust you… maybe… well, maybe then I should find someone I can trust."
Elliot looked a bit shocked at her statement. "I was just trying to protect you." He said quietly, looking right at her.
"Protect me from what? I can handle myself, Elliot. I don't need you going around and protecting me. Not like that. Why do you care so much?"
"Because you're my partner. We're supposed to look out for each other. This case had you going crazy, Liv. I couldn't let something happen to you because you were too emotionally involved."
"If you cared, you wouldn't have went behind my back like that! You betrayed my trust. How is that caring, Elliot? Tell me."
Elliot paused for a moment and moved in closer to her. She tensed up when he did so. He looked directly into her eyes to show how serious he was, "If you stopped trusting me over that and want to get a new partner, be my guest. But don't ever, ever say I don't care about you. Because I do, Olivia."
They stood there for a moment, still looking into each other's eyes, trying to read what the other was thinking. Olivia swallowed hard, "Thank you." The words barely escaped her mouth. She felt so stupid about what she said, now. She realized nobody had ever really cared about her. Especially not like he did. Elliot was not only her partner, but her best friend. How could she have even mentioned getting a new partner? She would be lost without Elliot. With these thoughts running through her head, her heart racing, and the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, she was about to explode. Thankfully, he did first.
Elliot let his lips crash into Olivia's, placing both hands on either side of her face, and rubbing her jaw with his thumbs. All of the anger and frustration and hurt they were both feeling had left as soon as their lips touched. He felt her throat vibrate slightly as she moaned, letting his tongue part her lips, giving in to all her temptations. She wrapped her hands around his neck and slid them down his back as he moved his hands to her hips to lift her off the ground. She immediately wrapped her legs around him as the headed for her bedroom.
They were both too anxious, and ended up in the hallway, her back against the wall, and Elliot's hand pressed against the wall. She unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down as he worked his down, too.
"Thank you, Elliot." Olivia said between breaths.
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