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Imminente Luna	By : Lycan_Cub Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 1151 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order: Special Victims Unit, nor do I own the characters. I do not make any money from writing this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Aniel
- 3-Strange
- 4-Tension
- 5-Learning
- 6-Mate
- 7-Truth
- 8-Anger
- 9-Danger
- 10-Lycan
- 11-Accepting
- 12-Worrying
- 13-Desperation
- 14-Nightmares
- 15-Overprotective
- 16-Kidnapped
- 17-Sirion
- 18-The Meeting of Minds
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Elliot leaned on his elbow and looked at the red agitated bite mark between George's neck and shoulder blade. He knew it would stop being red soon.
His cell phone started to ring and he reached over George, quickly, to get it.
"Stabler. Good morning to you too, Liv. No nothing's wrong. The doc just slept a little longer. I think he was really tired. I'll wake him up and we'll be there soon. See you, Liv." He shut the phone and sighed.
"It's your fault. You made me tried,” a groggy voice
Elliot smirked as George spoke."You weren't completely against it."
"You're a pain in my ass," George said as he went to move off the bed.
Elliot pinned him down and kissed him.
"We have to go to work,” George said.
Elliot let him go and lay back on the bed. He watched George walk to the bathroom.
The detective smiled, got off the bed, and followed. He stepped into the shower and wrapped his arms around George.
"Elliot," George said, pulling away.
"It saves water,” Elliot said.
"And it wastes time," George finished.
Elliot let him go and grabbed the soap.

George pulled on his suit jacket and looked in the mirror. He was glad that the mark wasn't too close to his neck.
"Does it still hurt?" Elliot asked as he rolled up his sleeves.
"No, it's fine."
Elliot grabbed his suit jacket. "Come on we need to go."
George nodded. "And it's your fault we're late."
Elliot smiled and followed behind him. 'It was worth it.'
Elliot sat at his desk writing.
'I wonder what Elliot is doing?'
Elliot paused in writing as he heard the words.
'George?'
'Elliot?'
'I forgot about our link. You have to close the connection sometimes so my and your thoughts don't leak into each other's heads.'
'Sorry.'
'It's okay,' Elliot thought and he went back to writing.
"Hey mutt," Elliot looked up and saw John.
"What's up Munch?"
"You seem to be glowing," John said, smirking.
Elliot rolled his eyes.
"So how was it?"
Elliot glared at him.
"How was what?" Olivia said walking back to her desk.
"From what I heard Elliot had a hot date," Fin said, sitting on a desk.
"You left George alone?" Olivia asked.
"No, I didn't. You're actually listening to these two?" Elliot asked, trying to move away from the conversation.
"You do look a little too happy," Olivia said.
"I did the doc last night," Elliot deadpanned.
Olivia and Fin started laughing.
"That was a good one man."
"You should try to think of something more believable choir boy."
Elliot smiled at Olivia and shrugged.
John shook her head. Elliot went back to writing blocking out the remainder of laughter.
'George?'
'Yes.'
'Does the mark hurt at all?'
'No Elliot, its fine. Stop worrying about it.'
'Okay.'
Elliot looked around and stood. He walked to George's office and knocked.
"Come in," was the muffled reply. The taller man opened the door and stepped into the office.
"What's wrong, Elliot," George asked. Elliot could smell the agitation.
"Oh I just wanted to talk."
"You could have done that out there too."
Elliot sighed and sat down on a chair."John asked did I get some and then Fin and Olivia got into the conversation. They said I was happy looking."
George nodded signally him to go on."I told them I did you last night so they would leave it alone. Olivia and Fin laughed. Olivia called me choir boy."
George smirked. "You knew they wouldn't believe you."
Elliot threw him a wolfish grin. "I needed to get them off my back."
George nodded.
He looked the detective over.
"Is there something else Elliot?" George asked concerned.
Elliot looked down at the floor.
His emotions were throwing off George. There was worry and anger.
"Elliot," George said softly.
"I'm just worried about you and that bastard that's out there." Elliot paused.
This made George start to worry.
"I've been having dreams. He's after you. I'm not letting him anywhere near you though."
George smiled slightly."I know, Elliot. Is that what you were worried about?"
Elliot nodded."Who knew you cared?" Elliot glared at him.
There was a knock on the door that startled Elliot and George.
"Come in," George said.
Olivia poked her head in the door. "There's another body Elliot. Cragen would like you to go too George."

Elliot became sick when he saw the body. He shivered and looked away.
This time it was an Asian man who looked eerily like George in face and body type. Everyone on the crime scene was disturbed. George was the only one who visibly held his facade as he help Warner examine the body.
Elliot knew that George was terrified only because he felt it. Elliot walked away towards some bushes pretending to look for more evidence.
He hid behind the bushes and threw up. He closed his eyes and tried to regain his composure.
'We'll find him Elliot.' George's words in his mind soothed him.
'He needs to be found soon human. He is getting much closer to grabbing our mate.' Elliot felt relief when he heard Aniel.
'I won't let him,' Elliot thought, confidently. Aniel growled, fortifying his confidence in the statement.
"Elliot!"
Elliot came out of the bushes and headed back towards the crime scene."What happened, Liv?"
Olivia shook her head."Nothing, I was worried about you."
"I'm fine. I just went to look to see if there was any more evidence."
George looked over at him and he looked back."His MO stayed the same but he's now switched his target. The next will be another Asian male," George said, calmly.
It made Elliot angry to hear him say it with hardly any emotion.
Elliot turned away from the dark eyes. There was an overwhelming sense of panic that swept over him thinking about the next body being George's.
The feeling of panic started to go away as he felt George through their link.
'Calm down, Elliot.'
Elliot looked at George again and then turned to Olivia.
"This is his tenth victim, Elliot."
"I know Liv but we'll get the bastard." Elliot said trying to convince himself more than Olivia.

They all sat in the squad room. "He's changed his target doc?" Cragen asked.
"Yes, Asian males about five foot five, dark hair, and dark eyes." Elliot looked down at the floor at the statement.
"Well with his break in at the doc's apartment twice, it's safe to say this is a personal thing," John said.
"We need to up your security then," Cragen said to George.
"I don't need help," Elliot said, looking up from the floor.
"Are you willing to take the chance of something happening to him?" Cragen asked. Elliot set his jaw in anger but shook his head.
"Good. There will be a rotation of unifoms on your apartment and if necessary Olivia, Fin, and John will stay with you on shifts too."
Elliot rubbed the back of his neck wishing this could be different. All this help will get in his way of keeping George safe.
Too many people trying to protect one person will only make things worse. He got up and walked away.
Cragen stared at his retreating back.
"Olivia go and…"
"No I'll talk to him Don," George said quickly following Elliot's path.
Cragen and Olivia were shocked by this.
Elliot sat on the bench of the empty locker room. He sat all the way in the back corner of the room so no one would see him or could find him quickly.
Not many lockers were occupied back there so no one would come back there. He heard footsteps and relaxed knowing it was George.
George sat down next to him. George let his mask melt away and his face was etched with worry.
"I don't need the help. I can take care of you myself," Elliot said looking at George.
George nodded. Elliot leaned over and nuzzled his neck.
"I know Elliot and you'll still be protecting me, with just some added help."
Elliot kissed him on his neck and breathed in the unique scent that only the doctor gave off.
"You always smell like sandalwood," Elliot mumbled.
George smiled and ran his hand down Elliot's back. "They're waiting for us in the squad room."
Elliot sighed and moved away from George. The mask was back in place on the shrink's face as he stood.
Elliot followed him close behind, the worry still evident on his face.
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