Aftermath (An SVU Fanfiction) *EDITING*

You've Started a Fire, Elliot.

"Mommy, why won't you look at it?", Olivia shoots up in a rage.

"YOUR FATHER IS AN ASSHOLE, THAT'S WHY.", she peacefully lays back down. "Go away, Eli."

"Livvie..", he bursts into tears, running out of the room and runs into the hallway. He runs into his father a holds onto his legs.

"Hey, buddy. What's wrong?"

"Livvie yelled at me and said a bad word!"

"Dammit!", he thought. "She's not thinking, she's just upset. It'll pass, Elliot.", he clears his throat. "Olivia is just upset with me, okay? She didn't mean whatever she said. After she calms down, you can go back in there and give her the picture. Does that sound okay?"

"I guess.", Eli storms off into his bedroom and distracts himself by playing with some racecars .

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"You can't go around yelling at him because you're mad at me, Olivia! What the hell is wrong with you?!", Olivia silently lays in bed in the same curled up position Eli had left her in. "Answer me!"

"When?"

"What?", he's so frustrated with her.

""When did you sleep with her?", she still hasn't moved an inch or looked at him. Her voice so low and crackly. "How many times?"

"Olivia, I'm not doing this with you."

"No, Elliot!", she raises up and starts bawling. "You cheated on me! You promised me the day we got married that it was just you and me, did you forget that?! I never even thought about looking at another man and you go off and screw some whore!"

"Quit yelling, you're gonna-"

"What, did you fuck her in our bed?! Or were you so classy that you fucked her at her house, is that how that went?!", she wipes a few of the many tears from her cheeks. "Am I not good enough for you anymore?"

"No, Olivia, listen to me. You are perfect and I messed up, okay? I screwed up and I hurt you and I am so sorry for that. I broke it off, I have no clue why she called me last night, but I do know that I love you.", he sits next to her and holds her hand.

"Don't touch me.", she jerks away from him. He doesn't listen to her and wraps his arms around her. She hits his chest and clenches his shirt in her fist. She starts bawling. "Why? I thought you loved me! I thought you freaking loved me, Elliot!"

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Olivia had been drinking all morning, just like she did all last night. She had to takes a cab to the precinct because she knows she's too intoxicated to drive. What makes her think she's sober enough to work cases and solve crimes? Everyone could smell it on her the second she walked into the bullpen. Cragen came out to brief everyone on their new assignments for the day, but was taken back by the horrid smell.

"Why does it smell like the inside of a bar?", Olivia flops down in her chair, which rolled back when she did, and adjusted her sunglasses. "Benson, you feeling okay?"

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm good.", Elliot comes out of an interrogation room.

"Bastard confessed. I got the written statement. A uni will take him to booking.", he sits down at his desk, across from his partner-his wife, and can tell she's drunk off her ass.

"Hooray for you.", Olivia says to herself.

"What?", Elliot asks, not knowing exactly what he said.

"I SAID YOU'RE A FUCKING ASSHOLE.", the entire precinct now had their eyes on her.

"Benson, I think you need to-"