Romans & histoires Law And Order: Svu Olivia And Elliot Fanfiction

It's been…an adventure, that's for sure. Brian smiled wryly. "Oh, I'm sure Kellan keeps things interesting." I shot him a threatening glance, but Olivia only laughed as the nerves dissipated and she loosened up into the conversation. We spoke on everything from her favorite books down to the travel plans I'd spoken with her about each story causing her eyes to light up. Mr. Brooke leaned forward, his eyes dancing merrily. "Kellan, you'd better keep up with her interests. Happy wife, happy life, you know."

“We’re docking soon. Spain. Thought we could do some sightseeing.” Her head jerked up, confusion written all over her face. “Spain?” She laughed, a bitter edge to it. “Yeah, I could disappear there. Forever.” Oliver was starting to feel like a normal person again. Giulia was fading from his thoughts, but Olivia kept creeping in. It was like his brain had decided she was his wife or something. She was efficient, funny, and her cooking? Insane. Seriously, what was her deal? How was someone like her still single? Three weeks in, he couldn’t take it anymore. He picked up his phone and dialed. “Hey, I need a deep dive on someone. Olivia.”

"Miss Hamilton, if you do have information that can help us, you need to share it now. We are investigating a series of crimes, including the case of your disappearance and Paul's participation in a kidnapping act. If you are in harm's way, we need to know from whom." Olivia laughed— bitter and hollow. "Danger?" She shook her head, looking down at her lap. "I have always been in danger for a long time. And nobody cared." My fingers curled into fists at my sides. "That is not true, Olivia. People cared. I cared. And you used it against me." She winced. For a moment, I saw something flash across her face— guilt? Regret? But it fled before I could be sure. I glanced at her stomach, my mind stil

she said, sighing. "You know, I wish we could be together right now," I said, feeling a little bolder. "We could, uh, make it feel like we're together...over the phone. Phone sex?" Olivia's tone changed instantly. "Eww, gross! Dante, no! How could you even suggest that? I am going to hang up now!" Then she hangs up with me laughing. ••• OLIVIA'S POV As I walked into the cafeteria, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. The drama and rumors that had surrounded Dante and me for what felt like an eternity were finally starting to die down.

When he was about to destroy someone's life. Usually, it was mine. "Olivia," he began, his voice cold and final. "You're marrying Diego De Luca." The words hung in the air like a death sentence. I dropped my fork. It clattered against the porcelain, loud in the silent room. "What?" My father didn't even look at me. He was already bored with the conversation. "The De Luca family has agreed to the arrangement. The wedding is in three weeks." "But... I don't even know him."

“Whose girl did you steal?” That got a reaction. Homer shot me a look, flat, unimpressed. “Very funny, Olivia.” He muttered with a glare. “Oh, come on!” I leaned back slightly, the smallest hint of amusement breaking through my exhaustion. “You show up in my living room with a bruised face and expect me not to assume scandal?” “Olivia—” “Let me guess.” I cut in, raising a hand dramatically. “Jealous boyfriend? Angry husband? Or wait—did you finally decide to live dangerously and flirt with the wrong woman?”

Oly: Unless they falsified their documents and make themselves pass as a human Oly: Steve could have done that Mia: This is insane Oly: You didn't see him the way I did Mia: Is it bothering you? Mia: Is this what it's about? Olivia is quick to reject Oly: No Oly: It's about how he behaved and the fact that I know he's hiding a secret from me Oly: Which is fine Oly: But I can't stop myself from wondering, my mind keeps circling back to this

I stopped dead in my tracks and saw him jogging towards me, with Olivia walking behind him. "Breakfast?" "Yeah, we planned to have breakfast today, don't you remember?" I frowned, confused, until I saw the way his eyes were pleading with me. "Oh! Yes! Breakfast!" Elliot grinned and turned to Olivia. "I'm sorry, we can go out some other time. Come on Suzie, let's go." Elliot quickly scurried out of the room and as I took a step forward to follow him, Olivia grabbed my arm firmly. I snapped my neck back, my face filled with awe.

Olivia is very wise. "Oh, no... I did not work out. And what about the dancing? Pft. I'm not sure how to," I looked up at her, and I could tell she wasn't convinced. I need to think of something to divert her attention away from her thoughts. "Anyway, you said you saw your biological father. Do you want to talk about it right now, Uhm?" I noticed her face turn sad. Shite! This may not be the best time. "Or maybe another time. Let's just keep an eye on things—-" "He's dying..."

Imagine how he'd be as a lover. Olivia rolled her eyes so hard it hurt. Get a grip, Yara. He's nice to her because he loves her. I'm just a trophy from a war he won. He'll never look at me like that. Suddenly, Vulcan's head snapped toward the pillar. Olivia's heart nearly stopped. She pulled back instantly, pressing her spine against the cold stone, chest heaving. If he caught her spying, she was dead. Or worse. She didn't wait to find out. She turned and bolted down the hall, slipping back into her room just as the door opened from the other side.