Title - Consequences

Summary - What would you do if you thought you only had hours left to live?

Rating - PG for now

Disclaimer - I very obviously don't own anything! Bad times!

So! This popped into my head while looking at a certain topic in the shippers forum. Thank you to everyone who commented and read Too late! And to those who are staying with Faultless! Enjoy!! X Please let me know what you think!

She sat alone in the bathroom, shaking. Not quite sure what to do next. She struggled to think as emotions ran through her head, each one causing her to panic more and more. She remembered the events leading up to this, he was dying she was crying and then "it" happened. Trapped in a basement with no hope of rescue they kissed, she knew that he was still married but she also knew that they were going to die there, that no one would find them. Elliot had already been stabbed and she knew that within hours they would both be dead, they had been told by the sick son of a bitch who had held them there for days, beaten her and stabbed Elliot. She knew all of this, or at least she thought she knew. She didn't count on Cragen and Fin bursting through the door and saving them only a few hours before they were due to take their final breaths, before the air in the room finally dried up. She had given up hope days before. Olivia shook as she thought of the tearful pact she had made with her partner only minutes after they...made love? She wasn't sure what to call it, and they sure as hell had never addressed it. In fact they didn't talk at all anymore. It had been three months. He requested leave to be with his family, something she had cried over many nights as she lay alone reliving the terrifying ordeal. The only thing that got her through was remembering that they were both okay...they were both alive at least. She knew they had crossed the line and he would never forgive himself – or her. He loved his wife and children and she allowed him to betray them. So he left, she feared he was never coming back. He took his sweet time, causing her much agony in the process. When he came back she couldn't bear the thought of being confined with him, in a car, a lift even a mansion would be too close! She had told Cragen she was happy with her new partner, she made the mistake of thinking that Elliot would find her and tell her not to be so stupid and tell her that it would all be okay, that they could get back to normal. He didn't. So for 2 months they barely said a word to each other, every time she saw him she blushed thinking of his lips on her skin, her hands on his...she was taken back to reality as her phone rang.

"Uh...Benson." she said shakily,

"Liv, did I wake you?" she head Fin's voice. She took a deep breath,

"Uh, yeah I was uh, I was just taking a nap I uh...what is it Fin?" she asked,

"I just wanted to check you were okay? I mean you're usually hear by 9 sharp," he told her, she looked at her watch, it read 10.23.

"Crap, uh sorry I lost track of time I'll be there...soon. I'll be in soon."

"It's pretty dead in here don't worry, you're not missing out on anything. See you soon." He hung up, she put her phone back in her pocket and returned to the item that was causing her so much grief. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Only she could be this unlucky. A single tear slid down her cheek as she thought about what he would say, what he would do. She forced herself to get up off of the toilet she had been sat on for nearly 45 minutes and looked in the mirror. Her face was pale and she had bags under her eyes. She turned to the item on the toilet. As if it would make any difference she checked one last time, it was exactly the same. They had never spoken about the intimate moments they had spent together in the basement, neither of them dared to mention it. It was as if it had never happened. The only evidence was their shattered relationship. Until now, now the evidence was their shattered relationship and a little blue line.

Please review, chapter 2 is all ready to go!! XxX