White's War

A/N: sooo… yea I'm a great college student and I blow off homework like no one's business… (and I wrote most of this over the holiday break… ok I lied… all of this over the holiday break) and I was enjoying the laptop immensely (AKA the internet and online episodes of L&O: SVU) and this wonderful site of imagination when I got sick of waiting for updates… so I wrote my own. Hope you all like this!!

A/N2: This is a "Richard White is back" kinda story where stuff happens and our favorite partners finally realize that they should STOP BEATING AROUND THE BUSH and screw each other already.

Disclaimer: If I owned them, do you honestly think that the fruits of my imagination would show up on (that would be a no)… so until I gain control over the characters (or their writers… whichever is easier) the lovely literate get to benefit… tv viewers be DAMNED!!

FLASHBACK

"If that sniper hadn't beaten you to it, I know you would have taken the shot, Olivia."

I stared at my partner incredulously. Did he seriously think that?! "No, I wouldn't. Did you honestly expect me to? Did you really expect me to cause your death? What about your kids?"

"I dunno," Elliot stared blankly at the floor."I just couldn't get that boy out of my head."

"What about me?" I whispered.

"Look, we both chose each other over the job. And we can't let that happen again. Otherwise, we can't be partners."

What?? "I can't believe you're saying that!" I exclaimed in a small voice.

"You and this job are about the only things I've got anymore. I don't want to wreck that. I couldn't take that." With that, he got up and walked out of the hospital.

END FLASHBACK

That was how I ended up in computer crimes. That day, I went to Cragen and asked him for a new partner. Instead, I got a new Unit. If only I had been able to stay away from the SVU… and more specifically Elliot… I might have been able to get my life back in order. But, as my crappy luck would have it, my first two computer crimes cases involved Elliot. Seeing him, even though we no longer worked together… it just made it harder to distance myself… harder to forget about him… harder to stop loving him.

"What are you doing here?"

I smiled. "I work here." It was good to be back. I wouldn't have made it much longer without my guys in SVU. I wouldn't have made it without Elliot.

Elliot's P.O.V.

After the first initial blast, I thought I was already dead. Gitano had me on my knees with his beast of a gun jamming in my neck. When my sight returned from the flash I saw Olivia on the floor. Her hair was draped in her face and her gun was pointed at me. No, at Gitano. I seriously thought she was going to take that shot. Besides my immense self-hatred for being a factor in that little boy's death, all I could think about was how beautiful she looked and how much I loved her.

When that rat bastard slit her throat earlier that day, I thought I lost her. That's why I ran to her instead of after Gitano. I felt so stupid when she was alright, but that little boy had died. When I saw that she was hurt I got so scared. But I don't know what I would do without her. She means too much to me.

But she's back! When she was in computer crimes away from me I was like a lost dog. Of course, Fin is a fine partner, but he's just not her. He's not my Olivia. The thing is, I don't know how to tell her how I feel.

The next day America's favorite pair of detectives caught a case later in the day. A 16 year-old was found raped and murdered. There were fluids, so they figured they'd catch the bastard that did this soon enough.

While waiting for the DNA results on the semen sample, Elliot and Olivia had a late dinner or early breakfast at IHOP. It was two in the morning, so it was pretty much deserted.

"Liv, why don't you go home? As soon as we get the DNA results back, it's basically in the bag," Elliot suggested.

"That's ok. I'll stay and keep you awake. You look about dead on your feet," she replied laughing a bit. "Sorry, I'm a bit slap happy from pancakes and syrup."

"Yea. I can tell." Elliot suddenly jumped causing Olivia to crack up. "Stabler." He said flipping his phone open. "Ok, good. What's the name?" He took out his note pad and started to write, but stopped almost immediately, his face paling. "Are you sure?" he asked worriedly. He looked up at his partner, distress in his steely blue eyes. "Ok, thanks." He shut the phone.

"Well, who did it? … El?" She started to get worried.

"They got a hit… Liv, it was White," he said quietly.

Her face paled. "Are they sure? He's supposed to still be locked up." She grabbed her coat and keys. Elliot followed her and caught up to her.

"Liv, where are you going?"

"I don't know…. I just need to go… somewhere… anywhere."

"C'mon, give me the keys. I'll take you home."

"Fine," she said handing over the keys to the sedan. They got in the car and Elliot made his way into traffic in the direction of Olivia's apartment.

He looked at her. "You okay? You look a little shaken up."

"Yea, I'm fine. I just… figured he'd be locked away tighter than he actually was, I guess."

They continued the drive in silence. He pulled up to her apartment. "I'll walk you up."

"Elliot, I don't need babysitting. I know how to take care of myself."

"Fine, but we're going to talk on the phone until you are certain your apartment is secure, are we clear?" he said. It wasn't a question, I was a demand. He was either walking her up, or he was keeping in contact with her until he knew she was safe.

She knew he wasn't going to give up on this. "Okay, fine." She took out her cell and hit the 1 on her speed dial. She waited for it to start ringing and then walked towards the door. Elliot picked up his phone. "You know, you can't keep me safe forever."

"I know, but I'm going to do my damndest to make sure you're safe while I can. Keep talking to me while you check your apartme-" he was cut off by Olivia's sharp intake of breath. "Liv! You there? What happened?"

"I'm fine. It's just… I think he was here. The door to my apartment… It's been messed with. I think he broke in." Her voice was scared.

"Okay, I'm coming in." He shut off the car and used his key to get into the building. He hit the elevator button, but saw that it was at the top floor. "Screw this. Liv I'm on my way. Stay out of the apartment until I get there." He took the stairs two at a time.

"El, hurry. He wrote on my wall." The fear was evident in her voice.