Delawhere?
Chapter 7

Note: Hey guys I'm back temporarily . I have been really busy with a lot of things. I'm a freshman in College which by itself is not to bad, but I watch 3 kids after school and in a winning women thing that I have to go to class for, I have criminal justice club, and I just applied for my states state police cadet program. So things are getting a little crazy. I should be able to write over winter break so I'm not totally lost. I just wanted to say thank you for being so patient. Hope I don't disappoint.


Elliot's POV

I wake up with the warmth of a body pressed up against mine, her body. I know this sounds horrible, but I couldn't tell you how many times I would wake up when I was still married to Kathy and wish that it was her laying there beside me. Now it's happening, and I'm in awe. Even with out sex, the idea if laying and holding her cause a euphoric experience. She faces me with my arm pulling her protectively close to my body. Our bodies breath in perfect timing, pressing us closer together. Her short auburn hair lays randomly over my chest, almost hiding her face. I've been awake for about a half hour now just watching her sleep. I don't think the word peaceful could express the look of contentment her face displays as she sleeps. It is as if nothing can ever touch her when she is sleeping, and the past is forgotten. I wonder what she is dreaming about? In my thoughts I have decided to take her somewhere. I'm not sure where yet, because I'm still unfamiliar with this state, but I wanna take her somewhere nice. Where she can break away and forget the city, even just for a second. My thoughts are interrupted when she begins to stir. I watch her face until her open halfway. She glances at me and smiles sleepily.

"Morning" I say with my own smile on my face.

"Morning"

"What would you like for breakfast?" I ask brushing a piece of stray hair from her face. She didn't say anything, but leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine in a shot but intimate kiss. "Hmm. I don't think that really answers my question, Liv."

"Really, cause I thought it did." She said leaning in for another kiss.

I allow the kiss to deepen, but pull away. She gives a surprised, questioning look. "Lets go somewhere?"

"For breakfast?" she asked

"No, I'm making you breakfast. Stabler family's famous french toast. I wanna take you for a trip."

"Where are you going to take me?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought that far ahead."

She lets out a small giggle, before swinging her leg over so that she was straddling my hips. "Well I know one place we can start,"

"Oh really, and where that be?" I ask innocently

She leaned in close to my ear. The feeling of her hot breath causes shivers to run up and down my spine. "We can start with you making me breakfast." She said before quickly jumping off me and the bed and running to the kitchen.

I can't believe she just did that. "You are such a tease Olivia Benson." I Yell after her as I swing my legs over the side of the bed and head toward the kitchen.

By the time I reach the kitchen she is already at the kitchen table reading a magazine. She looks up with says "You mean Olivia Evans, don't you Mr. Evans." God for some reason that is so sexy. Although I really wish she would have said Stabler. I start toward her but there is a loud knock on the door. Her eyebrows furl in an questioning look, and I just shrug my shoulders. I head to the door and she is right behind me.

As soon as the door opened the older lady introduced herself. "Hi, my is Betty Andrews. I live right next door. I just wanted to come over and welcome you two to the neighborhood."

"I'm Elliot Evans, and this is my wife Olivia" I say as I wrap my arm around Olivia's waist and pull her close to me. We both shake the woman's hand.

"It's so nice to finally have a young couple on the street. Maybe we'll have some more children on the street.hmm?"

I look down and smile at Olivia's face. All the color was drained from her face and her eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head. Of course I had to play along right? "Hopefully sooner rather then later, right honey?" I say smiling and giving Olivia a little squeeze. She smiles, but then excuses herself saying she had to go get a shower.

"I'm sorry I didn't offend her did I?" the older woman asked

"No. This whole move came as a surprise to both of us and she's still kinda adjusting. I wanted to take her for a little trip before we had to start back at work. To kinda help her adjust, and get away for a little. Do you have any suggestions as to where?"

"Of course. I think a nice trip to the beach would do wonders in helping relax."She said with a smile

"The beach? Isn't it a little chilly for the beach?" I asked

"For swimming yes. But its never to cold for the beach. You can go down for shopping, or walking the board walk. Or my personal favorite taking a ride over to Assateague island to see the wild horses. Do you like Camping?" She said with excitement in her voice.

"Yeah actually we love to camp." I say, wondering of Olivia had ever been camping

"Good. My husband and I have a camper not to far from Rehoboth. Let me go talk to him and I'm sure he'll let you guys borrow it for the weekend. You'll have to bring your own sheets, towels and toiletries, but talk to your wife and let me know if your interested."

"Wow. That would be awesome Mrs. Andrews. I'm sure she would love that."

"Please call me Betty. Just swing by the house to pick up the key and instructions for the heating and electric hook ups."

"Yes, thank you very much."

We said out goodbye's and I headed back into the house. I can hear the sound of the shower in the back ground and decide to start breakfast. The recipe is simple and I soon have the majority of it prepared. I set the table and pour a glass of orange juice for each of us. When I'm sure the toast and eggs are cooked just the way she likes I make a plate for each of us and set it on the table. Olivia hasn't come out of the shower yet so I head toward the bathroom. The shower is still running and I can hear the faint sound of Olivia humming. Part of me wants to open the door and tell her that breakfast was ready, but I didn't want to scare her. I knock on the door and wait until I hear the water turn off. "Give me a second." she yells through the door. I wait and in no time she opens the door wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her body. Let just say that things could get a little embarrassing.

I clear my throat "Breakfast is ready."

She lets out a small laugh at my discomfort. "Let me go get dressed and I'll be right there."

"Do you have to?"

She laughs again and head to the bedroom to get dressed. When she comes out I'm sitting at the kitchen table already eating my meal. I guess she plans on having a day inside because she's dressed in a pair of loose fit sweat pans and a tank top. Even in her current outfit and no makeup she is still the sexiest woman I've ever seen. I get lost in staring at her as she sits down and starts to hear "mmm your right this is good." I can't help but notice the small speck of syrup that dripped from the bite to the side of her mouth.

I lean forward and place a kiss to the side of her face successfully licking up the syrup, before kissing her fully on her lips. "Hmm yup pretty damn good I'd say, but I think you taste better then the french toast." I say as I pull away. "After you done eating, go pack a bag for the weekend. We're going for a trip."

"So I guess you found a place to go?" She asks

"Yup"

"Are you going to share."

"Nope."I say with a smile.


Ok hope that didn't suck. I added lots of fluff. Please let me know what you think. I'm going to be working on new chapters for my other stories as well so just be on the look out. Oh and last chapter I had a trivia question and CynthiaB got it right. It was Jamie O'Neal and the songs "Devil on the left" and "Ready when it come" I want to thank everyone again for being patient.