A Waiting Game

A Ring and a Phone Call

Elliot's POV

It'd been a week. A perfect week. Every time I look at her, I'm mesmerized, I could spend hours just looking at her. The littlest details are the things that are so perfect.

Like the way she crinkles her nose when she's trying to make a decision. The faint smile that I see on her face as she's falling asleep cuddled up next to me. Or the way she bites the corner of her lip whenever she looks as me.

"Hey Liv, what do you want to do tonight?" I ask as we're driving home.

"I just want to be with you, maybe cuddle on the couch and watch movies with takeout?" she says.

"That sounds perfect." I say.

I think tonight's the night. I've been waiting for some grand idea, some big way that I can ask her to marry me. But that's just not Liv.

Her favorite place to be is lying in bed or on the couch, next to me, with her head on my chest, and my arms wrapped around her. And that is absolutely my favorite place in the world. So what better way?

We got home and Liv put the takeout on the table and walked into the bedroom. God she looked gorgeous today. It was Friday, and Friday's meant Liv was wearing jeans to work instead of suit pants. She curled her and put on a low cut blouse this morning-- she did it on purpose, she knows it drives me crazy.

She came back out in one of my old NYPD t-shirts an no pants.

"Still in your suit?" she asks looking at me.

"Yeah I should probably change." I say nervously.

God I am gunna blow this. I've never been this nervous in my life.

I can't find a t-shirt so I throw on sweats.

"Did you steal my last clean t-shirt?" I ask her smiling.

"Yes." she says simply. "I love sleeping in your shirts, they smell like you, plus now I get to stare at you without a shirt."

"I love you so much." I say pulling her into a kiss.

"I love you too Stabler." she says smiling, her gorgeous smile at me.

3 hours later, we're on the second movie, and she's lying on top of me, her head on my chest, and my arms wrapped around her, just the way we love.

I put my hand in my pocket, feeling the ring box. Now is my perfect moment.

I pull out the box and she looks up at me.

"Olivia, I love you with my whole heart, and this last week, has been the best in my life." I say, "And I know this might seem crazy because it's only been a week, but I've been waiting 7 years for this moment, for the past week I've been thinking about the best way to do this, and I figured, why not do it in my favorite spot in the entire would, with you cuddled up next to me with my arms wrapped around you, you are my everything, my world, the first night we were together, I got to know what it feels like to hold the world in the palm of your hands, and I never want to let that feeling go, I love you, Olivia Margaret Benson will you marry me?"

She leans in and kisses me softly, when she pulls back, she rests her forehead against mine.

"Yes, Elliot, yes." she whispers. She kisses me again, this time with more passion.