Title: Rescue Me
Chapter Title: Relationships
Disclaimer: I don't own SVU.
Summary: Sequel to "Finally." Four months after their first date, Elliot and Olivia are both happy. But what happens when Kathy wants to get back together with Elliot?
a/n: I know I haven't written any SVU fics lately, so I'm back! Title may or may not change as the story progresses. I don't know.
It was early morning, around 3:00 when Elliot and Olivia were both awakened by the sound of a cell phone ringing. They both checked their respective phones, and it turned out to be Elliot's.
"Who the hell is calling me at this hour?" he thought out loud.
"Maybe it's the Captain," Olivia suggested, before remembering that they had both taken the day off and would not be called in. She wasn't used to being woken up early in the morning by someone other than Cragen or Elliot.
Elliot wrapped a blanket around his naked body and went into the hallway that connected Olivia's living room to her bedroom, and answered his phone.
"Hello?" he said, still only half-awake.
"Elliot, it's Kathy."
"What are you doing calling me at this hour?" he asked, angry at his soon-to-be ex-wife.
"Well, I just realized something, Elliot," she began.
"Well, what is it?" he asked her impatiently.
"Um, well, could we meet for lunch or something?" she asked. Kathy sounded almost nervous when she said this.
"Sure," Elliot sighed. He had been hoping to just spend the day with Olivia, but he didn't want Kathy to find out about him and Olivia just yet.
"Okay, so we'll meet at Anthony's at 12?" Kathy asked.
"Sure," he said, before hanging up. He walked back into the bedroom and climbed back into bed with Olivia, his chest rubbing against the smooth skin of her back.
"Who was that?" Olivia asked him curiously.
"My lawyer," Elliot lied.
"What did he want at this hour?" she asked, suspicious.
"He wants to meet me for lunch," Elliot said. "And as for why he decided to call now, that is beyond me."
"But I thought that we were going to spend the day together," Olivia half-whined.
"I know, but it sounded important," Elliot told her. "Besides, it'll only be about an hour." He moved closer to Olivia, rubbing his hand on her back. He whispered in her ear, "And when I get back, we'll just have to make up for some lost time."
He leaned over her and kissed her neck. She turned to face him and pulled him in closer so that her exposed breasts were pressed against his muscular chest. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for a deep passionate kiss. He rubbed his hands all over her feminine curves. Time stopped completely. The next two hours seemed to drag on forever, but neither of them minded. They were happier than they had been in years.
"You. Are. So. Amazing," Elliot breathed into Olivia's ear when it was all over.
"Well, you're not too bad yourself," Olivia whispered back.
"Not too bad, eh?" Elliot asked skeptically. "I'll take it." He looked into her eyes and could not seem to move them anywhere else. Olivia was the most beautiful woman he had ever known, and he was glad that they could finally be together. Eventually, he pulled himself together enough to ask, "Do you want some breakfast?"
"Sure," Olivia said. "What's on the menu?"
"Anything you want, baby," he said, climbing out of bed and beginning to get dressed.
"How about some french toast?" she asked, hoping that he would be able to hold his own in the kitchen while she showered and got dressed.
"Your wish is my command, madam," he said in such a horrible accent that Olivia couldn't even tell what it was supposed to be. He bowed playfully to her and walked down the hall towards the kitchen.
Olivia got up out of bed, first checking to make sure that the curtains in her bedroom were closed. She didn't mind if her partner, both at work and in love, saw her naked, but she felt no reason for the rest of New York to see her. She dragged herself out of bed, still tired from the previous night's events, and stumbled into the bathroom.
When she reached her destination, she flipped on the lights, closed the door, and started the water. She stood under the water until it became too cold. She jumped when she realized how long she had been in there. She had been lost in her thoughts of how happy she was. For the first time in her life, she had what she wanted. This was also the first time she could remember being totally happy.
"Liv?" Elliot called to her, lightly knocking on the bathroom door. "You okay in there?"
"Uh, yeah, just drying off!" she called. "I'll be out in a minute!" And she was. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and made her way to the kitchen. Elliot was already sitting at the table waiting for her with breakfast already on the table.
"Mmm" she said, "this is really good! I'm surprised!"
"What?" he asked. "You didn't think I could cook up a good breakfast?"
"Well, I had my doubts," she teased. They made no rush to finish breakfast, but when they were finally done and all their dishes were cleared, it was 11:30.
"Liv, I've, uh, gotta go now," he said, keeping up with his lie. "Don't miss me too much."
"Okay, but hurry back," Olivia said. "I'll be waiting for you!"
Elliot pulled on his coat and turned to leave, but not before giving Olivia a kiss good-bye. He ran down the stairs, afraid of what Kathy would say if he was late. He had already faced her wrath a few times too many to be stupid enough to be late.
"Elliot!" Kathy called as he walked into the restaurant.
"Hi," Elliot said stiffly. "So, what was so important?"
"Let's eat something first, and then we'll talk, okay?" she asked. She had sensed the stiff tone in Elliot's voice and thought that maybe some chit-chatting would help to lighten the mood.
Elliot, however, couldn't wait to get out of there and rushed throught his cheeseburger without saying a word.
"Now can we talk?" he asked, slightly annoyed.
"Elliot," Kathy began nervously, "I was thinking last night, and I realized that I'd made a huge mistake."
"Okay..." Elliot said, waiting for her to continue.
"I want to get back together with you," she blurted out. "I'm sorry that I put you through everything. I really am, Elliot. Please, I really want this. I really do love you."
"Wow, Kathy," he said once he recovered from the shock of hearing the one whose idea it had been to get a divorce in the first place say these things. "I'll have to think about it." Then, he got up to leave, still bewildered.
"Please, Elliot, I'm not lying. Please!" she called after him as he made his way for the exit.
When he got back to Olivia's apartment, she could tell something was wrong.
"What's the matter, Elliot?" she asked, concerned.
"Olivia, I lied to you earlier. I was really going to meet Kathy for lunch," he began. He had had some time to think everything over on his way back to her apartment. He loved Olivia, but he owed it to his kids to get back together with Kathy. But still, he hated to have to break up with Olivia.
"And?" she asked, not too concerned about Elliot lying. He had sworn that he would never go back to her.
"She wants to get back together with me..."
"But you're not going to, right?" Olivia asked hopefully, but she was worried about the look on Elliot's face. "You said you wouldn't, Elliot."
"I know, but I feel like I owe it to my kids," he said. It felt right to him to go back to his wife. He loved Olivia, but he couldn't say no to Kathy.
"Elliot," Olivia said before bursting into tears. "You promised, you swore when we started this relationship that you would never go back to her. You lied to me, Elliot."
Elliot opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Olivia looked over her shoulder at the Robert Frost poem she had framed on her wall, Nothing Gold Can Stay. She had memorized every word of it, and she knew what it felt like to have every good thing in her life taken away from her.
"I'm so sorry, Olivia," he said just to say something. "I really am. I love you."
"But you love your wife more, don't you?" she asked.
"No, but she's the mother of my children," Elliot began.
"I get it, Elliot," she said. She got up and walked towards the bedroom to gather his things so he could take them back to his apartment. He stared at her as she left. She had experienced so much pain in her life, that it pained him to cause her more.
She packed his clothes neatly in a bag and gave them to him. He left without either of them saying a word. As soon as he left, Olivia began organizing the paperwork that she needed to resign. Originally, she had gotten them just in case her relationship with Elliot led to marriage, but now she needed them because it had gone in the opposite direction.
The next day, she showed up at work to get her things from her desk and locker, and to hand over her gun and badge. She didn't tell anyone where she was going or what she was going to do.She left before Elliot even got there, but when he showed up, her desk was empty, and he knew that he had lost her. When he went to her apartmen later that night, she had already left.
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