ask her :) _____________ (oh and i KNOW this pic is of chris and marish but omg it SOOO worked!)
Anyway, now that te guys have had to listen to my crazy bantering (I don't think that's the right word lol but whatever), here's the story!
(ALSO: anything in italics is a thought)
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December 24th, 2009
Precinct Parking Lot
12:02 P.M.
The giorno had started off normally enough – except for the fact that everyone was freaking out about the NYPD Ball that was tonight. Rumors were flying left, right, front and center. Many bets had been placed on the subject matter of Elliot and Olivia, Munch having been a very large contributor.
But, then again, why would he not? He already knew what was going to happen. He had planned it perfectly, and no one o no thing was going to stop his wonderfully brilliantly schemed plan. No one. Not even God himself. That is, at least, if he had any say in it.
"So," detto Fin, walking up to Munch, "It goin' down tonight?"
His friend's wicked smile and wink were all he needed to know to confermare his suspicions.
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Precinct/Squad Room
3:30 P.M.
For one of the first times ever, Elliot and Olivia had come in together. Generally they avoided doing such things because they didn't want to get the rumor mill going, but today Elliot had literally detto "Screw it," and they took one car.
Currently, the squad was catching up on some paperwork that was due before the 1st, when Olivia felt her legs getting stiff.
"Hey, El, do te want some coffee?" she asked Elliot, before standing up and stretching with her arms above her head, as if she was trying to touch the heavens. For a few moments Elliot detto nothing, hypnotized da her beautiful body, along with the inappropriate thoughts he was having.
Why am I thinking like this all of a sudden? What's wrong with me? She's my partner for crying out loud!
A voice that sounded oddly like Olivia answered him.
Yeah, your very hot partner.
His wandering eyes and sudden blush were not missed da Munch, who in turn threw a pen at his partner and jerked his head over towards the pair. As he saw what was happening, Fin's eyebrows shot up and he shook his head, handing Munch a five-dollar bill over their desks.
"Hello, Earth to Elliot," detto Olivia, waving a hand in front of her face. He jumped before turning a deep shade of maroon. She had no idea why he was recitazione like this, but she shook it off in an attempt to get back to the subject at hand.
"Do. You. Want. Coffee?" she asked him again, pronouncing each word very slowly and deliberately.
"Huh?"
He then realized that she was talking to him.
"Yeah, sure. Thanks." He handed her his coffee cup, and resisted the urge to look at her as she walked away.
Olivia walked over to the coffee pot and shook her head. She was definitely losing it. There was no way Elliot was checking her out back there. No way. It's Elliot for Christ's sake. Elliot. There was no way.
Meanwhile, our preferito number-one detective Munch jumped at the opportunity to catch Elliot alone.
"So, Stabler, what's up?" he asked casually.
Elliot looked up at him, suspicion his main emotion at the moment.
"What are te talking about?" he asked slowly.
"Nice, good interrogation tactic," detto Munch, "Countering my domanda with one of your own." Then, he leaned down and whispered so quietly that even Elliot had to strain to hear.
"I caught te checking out Olivia. Don't try to deny it, either. That was pure check-outage."
Elliot turned red, and nearly hit purple from blushing so hard. He was screwed, and he knew it. The only domanda was, why had he done it? Even he could not answer that.
"Okay, so your point would be?" Elliot hissed back.
Munch caught Olivia coming back to her scrivania, reception out of the corner of his eye. Lifting his voice so that she could hear him, he asked Elliot a domanda quite loudly.
"So, who's that pretty girl that you're taking to the ball tonight? Do I know her?"
Everyone in the room looked in their direction, and Munch could have sworn Elliot momentarily turned blue. Olivia, who had just taken a sip of coffee, sprayed it halfway across the bullpen.
"You have a date????" she asked him, clearly shocked.
Seeing how dangerously close the two mugs were from being shattered across the floor, coffee and all, Munch took them from her. She seemed not to notice. Her voice sounded hurt and betrayed when she spoke. Munch wondered if he had done the right thing. For a moment, anyway.
"No, Liv," Elliot said, sounding absolutely horrified.
The rest of the bullpen's population reluctlantly went back to their business as Fin shot them all a dirty look.
Coming up to stand in front of Olivia, Elliot hook his head side to side quickly.
"I don't know what Munch is talking about. I swear. He is totally off his rocker today. Totally."
Olivia visibly relaxed as she breathed out a breath that even she hadn't know she had been holding. Nodding, she absentmindedly rubbed her head with her hand before going up to the crib.
Elliot frowned for a moment, before his face cleared and realization took hold. He followed her up, with one thing in mind. So far, that is.
If he didn't ask her now, he would never get the chance to again.
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The Crib
3:41 P.M.
As Elliot entered the crib, he spotted Olivia sitting on "her" bunk. He walked over to his bunk that was across from hers and sat down, facing her. He looked into Olivia's eyes, and as soon as he did, they focused on his.
"El," she tried to begin, but Elliot cut her off.
"Olivia," he said, holding up a finger, "I have something to ask you."
His cuore began to race faster from anticipation, as he looked into her questioning Cioccolato eyes. He took a moment to mentally prepare himself, before asking the domanda he so direly needed to ask.
"Liv, I know that this will probably sound insane," he detto with a chuckle, "But I was just wondering...if, well, te know..."
Nice. For one of the few times in his life, Elliot Stabler contracted stage fright. Figured he'd get it now, of all times…
He looked into her eyes, and within them he seemed to find the strength there that gave him the courage to finish his question.
"I was wondering if te would like to go to the ball with me tonight?"
Her breath hitched, and she felt like her head was spinning. Was he serious?
The look in his eyes told her that he was dead serious, and there was another look too…the one that he usually reserved for his children, yet tainted with something else...
She nodded, and seemed to be a bit out of it for a moment, before snapping out of her reverie.
"Yeah, El," Olivia replied, "Yeah, I'll go with you."
His eyes lit up to the color of the sky on a cloudless summer day.
"But on one condition," she added.
He frowned slightly, before motioning with an upward nod of his head for her to continue. She smiled a smile that made her eyes go from Cioccolato to mocha.
"You can't see me until we get to the party."
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A/N: I'm on a roll today! One and a half chapters in under 24 hours! Heck yeah! I don't know about te guys, but I think that I am doing a pretty good job so far! (even though ive already written this xD)
WOW that sounded conceded…Anyway who cares what I think about my stories? It's what te guys think that matters!!! Remember, R&R please! Make this writer a happy person :)
Also, if te guys get lucky, I may have the third chapter up tonight, but NO promises, so don't chew my head off for not updating ;). Im trying to make all of my chapters at least 5 pages on Microsoft Word 2003 (including A/N:'s) so it may have to wait until tomorrow. But if I don't get it written before tomorrow's over, it will, sadly, have to wait for...oh hell, i dunno. I HATE EFFING EOC'S.
Anyway (as I sound bipolar), I hope te liked it!
Reviewww<3
...a bit dramatic for her reaction, but cute nevertheless <3
