This is based loosely on Alyssa Milano's song "One Last Dance"

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I looked into his eyes, and wonder how he's been. My voice is lost for the moment, and I smile shyly at the man I've known for 10 years. Elliot takes my hand an leads me onto the dance floor. His arms are around me and we dance. I'm lost in the moment and almost forget that I'm now married. I can feel all eyes on me and my partner as we dance. Its going to end soon, but for the moment I have Elliot in my arms.

"You...look great, Liv," he stammered. Elliot at a loss for words. I'd never though that day would come!

"Thank you." I want to walk away, but I can't. I'll always be in-love with Elliot. Dean knows that, but he'd never tell me he knows. Elliot was supposed to be my one love, but then Kathy got pregnant, and Dean helped me through that.

"Olivia Porter. Stabler and Porter. I kinda like how it sounds. I could get used to it."

"Porter and Stabler."

"No, no way. You've had first billing since day one. Benson and Stabler, never Stabler and Benson. Its Stabler and Porter." I laughed with him.

"Mind if I cut in?" Dean said. My heart melts at the sound of his voice, and Elliot steps aside. I love Dean, I know that. Dean knows that. Elliot knows that. I married Dean because he's the love of my life, just not the one I expected. This was my last Dance with Elliot. Even this has to end. Here. It ends here with Elliot.

"I'm going to cut out, Olivia. See you in a few weeks."

"Oh, Elliot, don't pout...just 'cause I got the prettiest girl in the room," Dean teased. Elliot laughed, but in his eyes, I saw pain and regret. "Tell Kathy and the kids I said Hello." Dean was hitting below the belt now. Sometimes that ego came out wrong.

"Thanks for coming, El," I said, hugging my friend. "It wouldn't have been right if you hadn't made it," I whispered in his ear. We missed our chance. I know that, and this last dance was his way of holding on for one last moment to me. This one last dance will always be in my heart. I watched him leave, in my husband's arms.

"Olivia," he whispered. I smile up at him. "Do you still love him?"

"No," I lied. "I love you, Dean...so much." Dean tucked me into his chest as we danced. I wonder if he knows I'm not telling the truth.

"I love you, too, Liv."

We danced, and we smiled, kissed, hugged, and had cake. We're married now, but I'll always wonder what could have been.

What could have been if I hadn't let go of Elliot.