A/N Okay I love! Repeat LOVE! Law and Order SVU and so this story was born. Flashbacks of Olivia and Elliot growing up together, present time they are working on a case. Read and review please. Rated M for a reason folks so I hope you are mature...like mature mature cause there is sex in this chapter.
Olivia's POV
We had run out of things to talk about; but it was okay. We sat in a comfortable silence in the car. We were watching a local drug store, waiting. It was almost closing time and the owner was a suspect. A suspect who refuses to talk. I placed my hand on my coffee cup reveling in the warmth that radiated from it. It was December and the chill from outside was seeping into my bones; but we couldn't have a running car stay in the same place for two hours. Someone was likely to get suspicious. Elliot's hand grazed my hand lightly as he reached for his cup. A shiver went up my arm and down my spine. I closed my eyes and a flashback enveloped my senses.
"Mommy I don't want to go to daycare!" I cried as I was yanked through a hallway by my mom.
"I don't care! I'm tired of you being around the house." She said. I sniffled. I knew my mommy didn't love me. She hurt me a lot and called me names. But she was my mommy. All the other little girls had mommies that loved them. Why couldn't I?
"Miss Benson?" A tall woman with red hair said.
"Yeah." My mommy barked.
"Is this Olivia?" She asked leaning down to be closer to me.
"Who else." She threw me into the lady.
"I'll pick her up at 4." Mommy turned around and walked away briskly.
"Hi Olivia, my name is Mrs. Rachel. I'm going to be your teacher, would you like to come meet the other kids?" She asked me. I nodded my head slowly. She held her hand out and I placed mine in hers. She pulled me into a large room with kids running around. A block flew across the room and hit a little girl in the back.
"Elliot Stabler! Get over here." Rachel yelled no longer using her soft tender voice. A little boy with short brown hair and blue eyes walked up to us.
"Why did you throw that at Kathy?" She asked sternly. I was expecting her to reach out and hit him. That's what my mommy does when I am bad. Or when she is mad.
"She kissed me…and gave me cooties." He said. I giggled.
"What are you laughing at?" He glared at me.
"Elliot. I think you need a time-out." Rachel said.
"Awww-but Mrs. Rachel! I promise I'll be real good." He begged.
"Okay, I'll give you a warning." She said with a smile.
"Olivia why don't you go play with the other kids." She smiled and walked away.
"Hi." I said poking Elliot.
"Hello." He said looking at me.
"My name is Olivia Benson." I smiled.
"Elliot Stabler, nice to meet you." He stuck out his hand. I looked at it.
"You're supposed to shake it." He said. I put my hand in his.
"Nice to meet you too." I smiled as we shook hands.
"Liv, look we got movement." Elliot said looking at the drug store. A girl walked into the building she couldn't have been older than fifteen.
"Come on, let's go." I said.
"No, wait, give it a moment." He said. A man walked into the store. There was a scream, gunshots, another scream and the man ran out. Elliot and I were out of our doors in a second.
"Go check the girl out, I'll get him." Elliot grabbed his gun and ran in the direction of the guy.
"Be careful." I whispered after he was gone. I walked slowly into the store. I heard loud sobbing and then a scream…I recognized it. Completely ripped apart by anguish. That was the only thing that produced that kind of scream. I ran to the back room. The young girl was in a corner holding her knees to her chest. She was splattered with blood and staring at the ground. I looked at the opposite corner. The man, who was the suspect, was slumped against the wall bleeding profusely from his several gunshot wounds. I touched his neck searching for a pulse. I didn't find one.
"Come on let's get you out of her." I reached for the girl but she thrashed away.
"No! Don't touch me!" She yelled. She stood up and ran away.
"Hey!" I stood up and ran after her grabbing her arm. She screamed and slapped me. I was startled and let go of her arm. She ran from the store. I followed her but I didn't see her anywhere on the deserted street. I walked back into the store. She had left her purse on the store counter. I reached for it and searched through it. I pulled out a wallet and let out a sigh of relief. I pulled my phone out and called the captain.
"Hey, I need Munch and Fin." I said.
"They are already out, Elliot called. Why aren't you together?" He asked.
"I had to deal with a traumatized girl. It didn't work out well. She ran." I said. "But I have her student I.D." I said.
"Well send someone, Gendar is dead and now we have a new suspect." I said.
"Where?"
"The store." I answered.
"I'm on my way." I hung up, and grabbed the purse. I threw it in the car and ran in the direction that Elliot ran. It led to an ally. It was pretty dark. I pulled out my gun and squinted my eyes.
"Elliot!" I yelled. Someone hit me over the head. I fell to the ground.
"Elliot!" I yelled. "Come on tell me!"
"Tell you what Olivia?" He said pushing me on the swing.
"It's my birthday what did you get me?" I said as I soared through the air.
"It's a surprise. I left it at my house." He said.
"Oh why did you do that?" I asked laughing and dragging my feet on the ground to slow myself down.
"It was too…big to bring." He smiled.
"Well let's go then!" I said pulling on his sleeve.
"Okay Benson." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. We made our way to his house. When we got to the front door we stopped.
"Stay here I have to get it ready." He said. I sighed.
"Fine." I muttered. He went inside. A few minutes later just before I was about to rip open the door and see what was in there myself, he walked out.
"Are you ready birthday girl?" He asked putting a ridiculous cone hat on my head.
"Sure." I said wanting to turn back. He opened the door and pulled me in.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" His family yelled. I smiled, tears welled up in my eyes. The only present I got from my mom was a slap and her stealing fifty bucks from me for beer.
"Thank you all so much!" I grinned, I swallowed hard to keep the tears from coming. I, Olivia Benson, did not cry; even when my mother beat me.
"Happy Birthday, Liv." Elliot said. Liv? A nickname? I liked it..
"Thanks El." I smirked giving him a kiss on the nose. It's not everyday a girl turns thirteen.
I opened my eyes and I was in an empty room. I was tied to a chair. I looked around. Elliot sat beside me, also tied but he had a large cut on his head. The left side of his face was caked in blood, and dirt. His eyes were closed.
"Elliot." I whispered.
"Elliot!" I said more urgently. His eyes fluttered.
"Come on El, wake up." I coaxed. His eyes opened but it seemed hard for him to focus. He looked at me.
"Olivia." He said. "Olivia, where are we?" He asked.
"I don't know." I tugged at my restraints. A man walked into the room.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm hurt." The man said. "That you don't know who I am." He smiled.
"I have never met you in my life." I spat.
"Don't be so sure." He tsked. I closed my eyes trying to remember. Suddenly it hit me.
"Come on Elliot you can do it!" I cried out. He looked at me like I was patronizing him. He threw the ball. It flew off to the right.
"That wasn't right." I laughed.
"You distracted me." He yelled looking upset.
"I'm a seven year old girl and I can kick your butt all over this game. How come?" I grabbed the ball and walked back over to him.
"My dad never taught me, he's too busy with work." He took the ball from my hand.
"So? My mom is drunk half the time. I taught myself. And now you have a fine teacher. I just don't understand why you can't throw a curve ball." I furrowed my brow and looked at my worn down sneakers covered in dust. I looked up at Elliot, behind him at the fence stood a man. He was wearing a black shirt and jeans. He had been watching us play the whole time.
"What are you looking at?" Elliot asked turning around. He was looking at the man.
"Who's that?" He leaned toward me.
"How should I know?" I said. He started walking towards us.
"I guess we're going to find out. Elliot said. The man stopped maybe four feet away from us.
"Are you Serena Benson's kid?" He asked me. I nodded my head slowly.
"What's your name?" He asked. I looked at Elliot. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Uh, Olivia Sir." I answered.
"That's a pretty name." He said.
"Well, I have to go home now. Come on Elliot." I said. Elliot dropped the ball and ran up to be beside me.
"Yeah, were having pork chops for dinner you want to come over?" He asked linking arms with me.
"Sure." I turned back and looked at the man over my shoulder. He picked up the ball and threw it into the air and caught it.
I opened my eyes.
"Who are you, and why have you been following me since I was little?" I yelled.
"Oh Olivia, it's such a shame I wasn't allowed to see you. I could have done you some good." He caressed my cheek.
"I could have taught you how to play baseball." He smirked pulling a ball out of his pocket.
"Look familiar?" He asked throwing it up in the air and catching it.
"I could have loved you." He sneered in my face.
"Who are you?" I spat at him. He backed up.
"I could have disciplined you." He slapped my face. It echoed hollowly around the room. My head was facing Elliot who was now unconscious looking.
"Elliot!" I yelled trying to wake him.
"Let your friend sleep. We're not done with this guessing game." He grabbed my face and turned it toward him.
"Don't you even have an inkling of a guess, a ghost of a clue?" He asked.
"No." I growled. He slapped me again.
"I am…" He grabbed my face. "Your fucking FATHER!" He yelled. I stared at him. "You can't be…my father is dead." I said.
"Guess again sweetpea." He said.
"No, I have a brother, his dad…is dead." I said. This man was wrong. He wasn't her father. She had to get herself and Stabler out of there…immediately.
"I fucked a lot of woman back in the day." He smirked. "If he is your brother, that's not his daddy." He said. I struggled violently against the rope around my wrists.
"Shut up, Shut the fuck up!" I yelled. I ripped my hand through the rope. My other hand came loose. I stood up swung the hand still holding the rope and hit him with the chair. Hard. It knocked him out. I untied Elliot.
"Come on Elliot, wake up. Come on El. Open your eyes and look at me." I said lightly tapping his face.
"Come on Elliot for me." I said.
"Come on Elliot for me!" I stepped up to him. I matched his height easily. I stared at him, pleading him with my eyes. I didn't whine, I wasn't that kind of girl. I did, however, manipulate my way through things.
"Please?" I asked running my hands over his hair. His determined stare faltered a little.
"What do I get in return?" He asked. I smiled coyly.
"I think you know." My hands traveled down to his waist. He kissed me roughly. I pulled away and chuckled.
"Uh huh. Not until after your part of the deal my friend." I turned around and pulled on his tie so that he would follow me.
"Okay, I'll do it for you…All of you." He said; I smirked confidently.
"You're damn straight you'll do it for all of me." I continued walking in the direction of the school. In the end…he always does it for me.
His eyes fluttered open.
"Olivia." He said.
"Elliot!" I yelled. It echoed around the room. "Come on El let's get you taken care of. I put my arm around his torso under his arms. I stood up supporting most of his weight.
"Olivia…you're bleeding." Elliot said. I didn't stop walking. I had to get us safe, but I thought about the man and I did stop.
"El I need you to stay here. Can you do that?" I asked leaning him against the wall. He nodded closing his eyes. I clapped my hands and his head snapped up and lolled lazily down again.
"Don't go to sleep." I said. I ran over to the man that claimed he was my father and handcuffed him to a metal pipe that came out of the ground made a 'U' shape and went back in the ground.
"Stay here asshole." I whispered. I ran back to Elliot before he collapsed.
"Come on El, hold on just a little longer." I pulled out my phone as I dragged him to the door.
"Olivia! Where are you!" Captain screamed in my ear.
"With Elliot, we need help, now. I don't know where we are. We're bleeding…and I- I blacked out.
I walked into my new precinct. I was relatively excited for the new job. I went to the Captain's office and knocked on the door before entering. We shook hands.
"Ah Olivia Benson, I hear good things about you." He looked at his watch. "Your partner should be arriving soon." He said. Partner? I didn't know we had partners. The door opened behind me. I turned around and was greeted by a familiar face. One I haven't seen in years but none the less, a familiar face.
"Elliot Stabler." I smiled.
"Olivia Benson?" He looked me over.
"How are you?" I hugged him. My hands rolled over his arms down to his hands. It was natural like when we were kids. I looked down and gulped. He was married.
"I missed you so much, Liv." He said. I let go of his hands. I was confused. How could he be married? When we left for different colleges, different police academies we hadn't even officially broken up. What about our love. We had sex. Lots of sex. But it meant something. At least to me.
"You know each other?" Captain asked us.
"We did. Not anymore." I brushed passed him and walked out the door. I walked straight out of the precint into the drugstore across the street and bought myself a pack of Marlboros. I hadn't smoked since Elliot told me to quit. I did it for him. But fuck that shit. I was through doing stuff for him.
"Liv? Liv? What's wrong?" Elliot walked outside and I blew smoke in his face. He coughed.
"When did you start smoking again?" He asked me.
"When you fucked me over…and my name is Olivia." I said.
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"You're married." I said. "Since when? When you stopped writing." I answered for him dropping my cigarette and stepping on it with the toe of my heels.
"You don't understand Liv." I glared at him. "Olivia. I had to marry Kathy." He cried out.
"It has a name." I replied.
"She was pregnant." He said. I reached out and slapped him, and I slapped him hard. There was a red mark on his cheek.
"You were fucking her while you were still with me." I was seething. "You didn't even break up with me…you, you bastard!" I yelled and stormed back upstairs.
Upstairs
"You know what sucks?" Captain said to Fin as he looked out the window at his two new detectives.
"What?"
"They already signed their contracts. They are partners whether they like or not." He said.
When I woke up I didn't understand, I was dizzy, confused and drowsy. I looked around me and nothing registered. Nothing except white.
"Elliot!" I yelled. "Elliot!" I yelled again. People. They were running in. I was in pain. They tried to control me.
"Get me five milligrams of haloperidol." One of them said. I tried to fight back but I was too weak it was getting dark in the room. I was just going to close my eyes for a minute and then find Elliot but I couldn't open them again. And truth be told I didn't want to.
"Happy Birthday Elliot!" I yelled as I handed him two meager gifts. We sat on my bed. "I'm sorry I couldn't do more." I said.
"Liv, this is perfect." He kissed my lips slowly. I blushed and tried to hide it by throwing my long brown hair over my face.
"Don't do that. You're beautiful when your cheeks get that rosy tint." He pulled my face towards him with his finger beneath my chin. I blushed a deeper crimson. He pulled on the flimsy wrapping paper I bought for sixty cents at the local store. He pulled the lid off the box and pulled out a piece of paper. He read it aloud.
"There is something you seek, I know where it is, it isn't hiding, it is in plain view, it's something you desire, crave and beg for. You're reduced to a dog, whimpering and begging, but how I love it so. If you need another clue look in box number two." He looked up at me. I smirked yanking on the hem of my skirt. He pulled on the paper which slid off easily. He opened the box, looked inside and stared at me.
"Go ahead read the note."
"The note?" He asked.
"Underneath." I smiled. He pulled out a pair of my black panties and a black lace bra. Then a piece of paper.
"If I'm not wearing these, what's underneath?" He said. He looked at me as if I was joking. He swallowed hard.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"More than anything." I answered. He crossed the space between us and kissed me passionately.
"You're mom?" He asked between kisses.
"A…" He smothered me with a kiss. "Bar." I finished. I quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of his perfect chest. He pulled my tank top over my head. I lay there exposed, but I felt safe with Elliot. It was okay. He cupped my breast in his hand, his thumb circling my nipple. He deepened the kiss. I moaned into his mouth. I undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. He kicked them off. His erection pushed against the fibers of his boxers, he laid down in front of me. I pulled his boxers down slowly, freeing him from his constraints. I wrapped my hand around it. Bending over so my ass was in the air I put my lips on his lower stomach. Teasing him. He shuddered.
"Liv?" He said. I looked at him.
"Yes?" I said.
"I love you." He smiled.
"I love you too." I put my lips on his masculinity just as he showed me to. He rubbed my clit with one hand. I moaned lightly. I sat up and straddled his lower abdomen.
"Are you sure?" He asked again. I put my finger over his lips.
"Elliot. I am sure. I want you. Only you. Forever. I want you to make me scream; make me scream your name in ecstasy." I leaned forward pushing my breasts on his chest. "I want you to fuck me." I whispered and kissed him before I started to grind him.
"Olivia Benson. I love you, forever." He flipped over so he was on top. I liked it when he took control. It was my fetish.
"Oh God ELLIOT!" I yelled.
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