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21 January 2008 @ 04:59 pm
Make the Bodies Drop [SVU; Elliot/Olivia]  
TITLE: Make the Bodies Drop
FANDOM: Law & Order: SVU
PAIRING: Elliot/Olivia
SPOILERS: Season seven-ish, pre-trilogy
RATING: R for adult themes


"Ooooh baby, you are smokin' tonight!" Elliot grinned appreciatively, watching his partner approaching his desk in her attire for the evening - the short red skirt and sparkly red halter she'd purchased earlier.

"That Jack or Elliot talking?" Olivia asked, immediately pulling on the trenchcoat she'd purchased earlier, buttoning it up and belting it tight around the middle.

"'Spose to be Jack. Elliot thinks the color red suits you."

"Ahh. Well Jack, tell Elliot thank you for me," she chuckled back at him.

"Sure thing. And... where is Liz?" After putting his coat on, he settled his hand on the small of his partner's back and started leading her out the door.

As soon as they were outside, Olivia reached back, grabbed his hand and grinned sweetly. "Lizzie's right here, baby."

He chuckled at her accent; even that suited her. It was quite possible everything suited Olivia Benson. But perhaps he was biased. They walked hand-in-hand toward the club with Olivia (Liz) blowing bubbles with her gum. Halfway there, she slipped back into Olivia, shaking their clasped hands. "El, is this okay?"


"This. All of it. What we're doing."

"Hell yeah. We're gettin' the asshole who's doin' this off the streets."

"I don't just mean the case in general. I mean... what we have to do for the case."

The serious tone of her voice, one he didn't normally hear from her in reference to their partnership, caused him to stop. He turned to face her, but never let go of her hand. "You mean the pretending?"

Olivia nodded and Elliot smiled reassuringly.

She tilted her head in response. "Elliot, you and I both know that after almost eight years, after everything, this is heavy stuff to get into together."

"But we can handle it," he insisted.

"Can we?" She raised her eyebrows, and sounded seriously uncertain. "The deeper into this we get, the more often we'll have to be in character. Can we handle that?"

"Well, I--"

"I mean, we've only gone undercover one other time, for maybe two hours tops. And that was just cut-and-dry, wear-rings-on-our-fingers-and-call-each-other-honey, 'Mad About You'-type stuff." And there went her eyes again, searching his. Sometimes he hated it when she did that, because she could read him like a damn book. "This is much, much different, Elliot."

Olivia was finding it hard to read her partner tonight. His eyes normally gave everything away, but not tonight. There was too much in them for her to pinpoint just what he was feeling about all of this. It was no secret to either of them how they felt about each other -- it had been pointed out by too many people (okay, mostly Munch and a couple hints dropped by Cragen) too many times in the past seven years for them to ignore it any longer.

And especially not with this case. Olivia had no concrete proof how Elliot was feeling about this, but if it was anything like how she was feeling, he was probably scared as hell. She was almost jealous that he could hide it better than she could.

They were doing okay so far with the minor physical contact and happy-in-love demeanor, but Olivia knew eventually they were going to have to kiss. She'd eventually have to pull him into one of the private rooms to quietly discuss the case, where the cameras were rolling and expecting her to give a lapdance. What then?

"I know it's different, but we're both good cops, Liv." His fingers played with hers and that wasn't really helping matters.

She nodded along with what he was saying absently while letting her fingers play back.

"And we both know that there's a line. We both know what crosses it." He shrugged. "Not much else we can do but keep that in mind."


They kept walking, still hand-in-hand but not necessarily as Jack and Liz, and Olivia couldn't help but wonder just when that line was going to be blurred into non-existence.


"You got it?"

"I got it, El."

"It's Jack, Liz--"

"Jack. Nobody's around."

"Still. Gotta be careful. Ear-piece?"

"Got it."

"Alright." After adjusting his own ear-piece, Elliot emerged from the men's room first and looked around for prying eyes before gesturing Olivia to come out.

She smirked, in Liz mode as she slid her hands up his chest and purred, "If ya wanted a quickie in the bathroom, you coulda just said so."

"Nah, you deserve better than that, toots, you know that." Elliot couldn't help his grin as he slid his hands across her hips, thumbs brushing the bare skin between her skirt and halter top.

"Hey lovebirds!" a brassy voice interrupted them, startling them apart. A leggy blonde dancer came around the corner, having exited the dressing room. She raised her eyebrows at them as she walked between them. "Kiss and then split. We got work to do."

"Is that right." Elliot flicked his eyes over the dancer, looking back at Olivia when she felt her hand tighten around his tie. He chuckled and watched the dancer blow past them. "You heard what she said, honey." He tapped one finger against his lips and leaned forward. "Give daddy a little sugar, huh?"

Olivia rolled her eyes as he puckered his lips and she leaned forward in turn, but stopped just an inch away from touching his lips and air-kissed him instead. His lips slipped into a disappointed pout and she feather-lightly slapped his cheek. "There's your sugar... daddy." She heard him laugh while she walked away and couldn't help but bite down softly on her lip as she grinned, pleased.

"That your boyfriend?" the blonde dancer asked her as Olivia made her way into the dancers' dressing room.

"More like fiance," she replied, tossing her hair. She situated herself at the empty makeup station nearest to the blonde.

"He's hot."

Olivia chuckled and wondered if Elliot could hear this conversation. "Yeah. He is."

"He rich?"

"Well, he's not Trump, but he'll do. Trump's ugly as hell anyway," Olivia smiled, opening her purse and pulling out a tube of lipstick.

"You can say that again." She tilted her head. "I'm Krystal - actually, that's my stage name. Krystal Chandelier. The girls here call me Kryssie or Krys." After narrowing her eyes at her for a second, she added, "You don't know me well enough yet to call me Kryssie, though."

Olivia nodded, "No problem," then she smiled and stuck out her hand, shaking Krystal's. "Liz."

"You're the one Carl's been callin' Cherry Pie?"


"Yeah, he's got big plans for you. He's been wantin' a new headliner since we lost a couple of our girls."

"Yeah?" Olivia raised an eyebrow and chewed her gum loudly, hoping the molar mic was picking up the crucial pieces of the conversation. "What happened to 'em? Get a better job offer or somethin'?"

"Nah. They're, uh... on leave."

"Why?" Olivia grabbed the small tin of glitter powder nearby and dabbed some on her chest.

It wasn't easy to miss the way Krystal averted her eyes, studiously focusing on putting lotion on her legs. "They, um... just wanted some time off, I guess."

"Huh." Olivia watched her another moment, trying not to physically startle when she suddenly heard Elliot's voice through her earpiece.

"Don't push it, Liv. Remember what Cragen said."

Outwardly, Olivia smiled at Krystal. "Well every gal needs a vacation, I guess, right?"

Krystal chuckled and put her lotion away. "Right." After stepping into her shoes (stilts, rather, is what they looked like to Olivia), she sighed and flicked her bangs out of her eyes. "Well I'll see ya out there, 'Cherry.'" When she reached the door, she turned around. "Oh. Uh, Carl said he wanted to talk to ya before ya got started tonight."

Olivia nodded and smiled. "Alright, thanks hon," she chirped back cheerfully and watched the dancer disappear around the corner. Once she was alone in the dressing room, she sighed and said to Elliot, "Looks like I just made my first friend."

His soft chuckle tickled her eardrum. "Well done. Now get out here, Carl's waitin' for ya over by the bar."


"So, Cherry," Carl greeted her as she sidled up to the bar. "I'm gonna have you waitin' tables tonight rather than dancin' so you get the hang of the place."

Olivia nodded, more than okay with holding off doing more onstage work. "Alright."

"If ya got any questions, Tony's your bartender tonight and he'll be out in a sec. If he's otherwise occupied, come and find me, or ask one of the other girls."

"Got it."

Carl jerked his chin in the direction of one of the tables. "I think you got your first customer of the night. Here." He handed her a circular drink tray from behind the bar and winked. "Knock 'im dead."

Olivia grinned and turned, fighting the smirk when she settled her gaze on Munch. Composing herself, she sauntered over to him seductively and stopped in front of his table, sinking into one hip and putting her hand on the other, bending forward at the waist just slightly. "How ya doin' tonight, honey?"

Munch's eyebrows lifted briefly, and Olivia could've sworn she saw an amused smirk start to form. She'd kick his ass later if he tried to start anything. "Doin' better now that you're here."

"What can I get ya to drink?"

"Gimme a scotch neat."

Olivia was about to correct him -- Munch liked his scotch on the rocks, and with a twist -- but Elliot's voice in her ear paused her, "Careful, 'Livia. He's trying to trip you up."

So while Munch raised his eyebrows in challenge, Olivia smiled and winked at him. "You got it, baby."

"Hurry back," Munch drawled, and Olivia felt something on her bottom just as she turned and walked away, but didn't stop.

Halfway back to the bar, she murmured softly, "John?"

Through the earpiece, he responded, "Yeah?"

She grinned. "Did you just grab my ass?"



"...Sorry, Liv."

When she heard Elliot and Fin's chuckles in her ear next, she couldn't help but chuckle softly back and threaten them lowly, "I'm going to kill all three of you when we get back to the precinct, how's that sound?" She stepped up to the bar and placed Munch's drink order with Tony, smiling her thank-you at him when he handed it off to her.

"Aw come on, can ya blame him?" Elliot teased.

Olivia sighed out a smile and returned with Munch's drink, telling herself silently that she'd be in for a long night.


{x-posted to eoshippers and olivia_elliot}
Agent of Chaoscharlottenever on January 21st, 2008 11:18 pm (UTC)
NIIIIIIIICE! I love it. And I love that Munch grabbed her ass, LOL.
a.: cm/mh; fucking adorableregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:17 am (UTC)
Haha! Glad you liked that part!

And thanks so much! A new chapter will be posted either tonight or tomorrow :)
Agent of Chaoscharlottenever on February 1st, 2008 03:42 am (UTC)
awesome!! :D looking forward to it!
lindsey jo: L&O: SVU - ES & OB - you & me_crumbledstar on January 21st, 2008 11:21 pm (UTC)
I haven't commented yet, but I wanted to let you know that I've read all the parts you've posted so far, and I'm so totally enjoying this fic!

I love the banter you've got the guys having with Liv - it always makes me smile! Looking forward to your next update... hope you don't make us wait too long for it! :)
a.: elliot/olivia; are fallingregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:19 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying the fic thus-far!

And I really love the relationship Olivia has with each of the guys on the squad; so writing their banter is a blast.

The next chapter will go up either tonight or tomorrow! Thanks again :)
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Jo: svufrisk meatomicpagan on January 22nd, 2008 12:50 am (UTC)

I was thinking the same thing. : D
a.: elliot/olivia; so damndably closeregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:21 am (UTC)
LOL! I couldn't help myself, really :) I love the Munch/Liv banter.
a.: cuddy; is blushingregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:20 am (UTC)

I TOTALLY NAMED THAT STRIPPER AFTER YOU!!! Had to, since you reignited the SVU love after all ;D

SO glad you're enjoying this so far, BB! ♥ More ridiculously fluffy E/O stuff and slutty Munch coming up!
dolphinluv2783: hot elliotdolphinluv2783 on January 22nd, 2008 01:13 am (UTC)
*pounds the table* More! More! More! I love this fic.

Hey, I'm an idiot - what trilogy are you talking about in the beginning?
a.: cm/mh; possessionregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:22 am (UTC)
Heeee! Thanks so much! I'm so thrilled you like the fic so far!

And the trilogy I mention at the beginning is the trilogy from the tail-end of season seven: Fault, Fat, and Web. :)
*¨❤¨*Lynn*¨❤¨*: {EO} S9: Paternity: Hugiheartnickcath on January 22nd, 2008 02:28 am (UTC)
Munch! LMAO. He's gonna get his ass kicked lol.

And the EO holding hands was cute.

More please!
a.: elliot/olivia; don't want to let goregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:23 am (UTC)
HAHA. Glad you liked playful Munch. I absolutely adore him, and he's so much fun to write.

More will be posted either tonight or tomorrow! :)
Stacychancie on January 22nd, 2008 03:05 am (UTC)
I am loving the interaction. Hope you update soon.
a.: mariska; has my name on herregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:23 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! The next chapter will be posted either tonight or tomorrow. :)
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a.: elliot/olivia; don't want to let goregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:24 am (UTC)
Hehe, thanks much! Next chapter's going up either tonight or tomorrow!
something holy used to love mehyacinthian on January 25th, 2008 12:55 am (UTC)
a.: mariska; approvesregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:25 am (UTC)
LOL. Thanks, sweetie! More to come soon!!
stephen@charleneforever.com: 30 rock: jack/liz & standing closemichellek on January 25th, 2008 02:11 am (UTC)
Ha ha. I love this. (Oh, Munch!)
a.: jack/liz; 10 secondsregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:25 am (UTC)
Hahaha, thanks so much m'dear! Glad you're liking it. (More of playful Munch soon!)
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a.: cuddy; is blushingregalish on February 1st, 2008 03:28 am (UTC)
HAHAHAHA. FOR SURE. LOL it's even getting hard for me to write them as two different people, hahaha. I feel like if I use the names 'Jack' and 'Liz' that people will get confused or sth. IDK lol.

Next chappy's going up tonight or tomorrow! :D
svugirl179 on August 24th, 2008 04:23 pm (UTC)
Krystal Chandelier - lol Friends reference? Got the link for this story on tv.com, I'm loving it so far!
a.: elliot/olivia; are fallingregalish on August 24th, 2008 09:28 pm (UTC)
LOL yeah, that was a bit of a Friends ref, I'm glad you caught it!

Glad you like the story too, and wow - how the heck did a link to my fic end up on tv.com?
Jessica28andoccrazy on January 24th, 2010 10:47 pm (UTC)
@ Munch ass-grabbing....it's sooo what he would do if this scenario really played out on the show....good stuff!!