Dear Dick,

Elliot and Olivia are mine. I kidnapped them. You can never have them back... Unless you promise to have them makeout on the stakeout. Then you can have them.

Until then- they are trapped in this story.

Olivia stared in shock as Elliot brushed past her and walked straight to the coffee station in the squad room. His eyes did not land on her for even a second. She followed him and grabbed herself a mug. She reached across him to grab the coffee pot and she noticed him flinch as her arm brushed his.

She frowned, "So this is how it's going to be? I get engaged and you start ignoring me?"

Elliot grumbled, "I'm not ignoring you."

Olivia scoffed and rolled her eyes, "And the Pope isn't Catholic. El, I'm not going to let this happen to us. We care too much-"

"Look Olivia, I need you to give me a little space right now." He hissed, lowering his head so the squad room would not hear his statement, "I know we agreed this is what is best for everyone but it's going to be a hard adjustment for me."

"Elliot- what are you-"

Elliot let out an exasperated sigh. He did not want to explain his frustration to her, "Just because... just because we aren't together anymore... it doesn't stop me from loving you or wanting you... I need some time to adjust to it all. Can you please just... go away? For a little while?"

Olivia could not hide the hurt that spilled onto her face. She bit her lip and nodded reluctantly, "There's a vic at St. Mark's. I'll head over there."

"I'll take the scene." Elliot sighed as Olivia glumly walked away from him and out of the squad room.

"Elliot- Olivia looks like you killed her cat." Munch commented as he filled his own cup of coffee.

"You two have a fight or something?" Fin asked.

Elliot frowned, "None of your damn business." he growled before storming from the room.

Cragen stared at his calendar. Two weeks. That couldn't be right. Two weeks? It seemed like an eternity had passed.

"John- how long has it been since Elliot and Olivia stopped talking?"

"They are talking Captain."

"They're speaking, man. Not talking. Different things." Fin clarified.

"Ah. It's been a little over two weeks Captain. Think they had a fight or something?"

Cragen sighed. Two weeks since his two top detectives had stopped communicating. The barely spoke. And they certainly did not look at each other. He used to fear their mischievous smiles and secret glances. He feared it would lead the two officers down a path they could not return from. Now he only wished they were eye locked and grinning. Hell, he would be happy with an inappropriate joke at his expense.

"Think I should call Huang?" he asked his two cooperating officers.

"Nah, that'll just piss them off." Fin stated.

"We can't leave them like this- they've become obsessed with cases- I liked when they couldn't focus because of all the sexual tension."

"Watch it John." Cragen warned.

"Just give 'em time. They'll work it out. They always do."

"What makes you think they can fix- whatever it is they're going through now?"

"I bet cha they'll be talkin' again by the end of this week."

"FIve days? I'll take that action- they're pretty stubborn in this particular freeze out."

"Fitty buck."

"Make it a solid hundred and you've got yourself a bet."

"I outta rip you two for this crap."

"Relax Captain. If they're not alright by the end of the week- we'll lock 'em in a room 'till they come out with smiles on their faces."

"You owe me a hundred bucks."

"Nah man- I got 'till the end of today."

"Face it Fin- they are not working this out. Just now Elliot asked Olivia a question and she just left without answering him. That does not bode well for their partnership."

"Where'd she go?"

"The crib- I think. She's been here for 26 hours. The Lanca case has her tortured. Cragen told her to hit the sheets or she'd be suspended."

"Well, Elliot just followed her up there- If they come out smiling- you owe me a hundred beans."

"What the fuck was that?"

Olivia spun around to find Elliot standing at the door of the crib, "What are you talking about?"

"You just acted like a bitch in front of everyone!" Elliot's voice oozed with anger and frustration.

Olivia rolled her eyes, "You know what? Fine, whatever." She turned to leave but was stopped when Elliot grabbed her arm, blocking her exit.

"No! You are not leaving! I don't care what's going on in your personal life-"

"Our personal life."

Elliot rolled his eyes but continued his speech, "You don't get to treat to me like crap. Now suck it up and do your damn job. And if you can't- quit! Don't drag me into it!"

Olivia frowned, "Bitch? I'm not the one who started this... You're the one who stopped talking to me and froze me out." She glared at Elliot, "Forget it. I'm done. Once this case it over- I'm outta here."

Olivia ripped her arm away from him and attempted to leave once more, but a hand grabbed her wrist and she was suddenly caught in a passionate kiss. She let herself get lost in it, her body melting into his when she suddenly pushed him off her.

"You asshole. Don't try and kiss your way out of this. You lost that power when we broke up."

She started to leave again when her back was against the wall and Elliot was capturing her in a kiss once more. She herself to become completely absorbed in it. He moved his lips down her her neck as his hands massaged her breasts and ass. He attacked her with such a hunger, she was powerless to resist. Their breath became hot and steamy as his hands tangled in her hair. His guttural moans made Olivia hook one leg up around his waist as he lifted the other up so they were linked at his back. In the movements Olivia slammed the door shut and locked it before Elliot moved to a bed and laid them down on it. Olivia straddled him. Her top came off quickly and Elliot's mouth connected with a nipple as she undid the buttons keeping his shirt shut. The belts and zippers on their pants came undone and soon their connection was made full. Olivia panted as she rocked back and forth while his hands explored her body. The sweat gathered on their bodies, mixing together like a musky concoction of passion and sex. Olivia could feel herself on the edge of climax and she knew Elliot was jumping with her too. His fingertips clutched her hips so tightly she knew bruises were going to form. They reached their climaxes together and fell into a state of ecstasy. Olivia collapsed on Elliot and their heavy panting filled the room.

Elliot smiled as he gasped, "I've been wanting to do that for two weeks."

Olivia grinned and kissed his cheek. "I can't stop smiling." She whispered.

I'm sorry it's so short! I wish it wasn't!

Also, I am leaving the country for the summer and I will have NO access to the computer and internet... Living in a village in El Salvador makes the connection a little slow... But it would be amazing to come back to an inbox full of reviews!