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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 lay on his bed not able to go to sleep. Olivia took the first watch and was outside on the couch.
There was also one uniform watching the door and two patrolling the apartment building.
'This is over kill.'
'These humans think it is necessary but we will do whatever we can to make sure he is safe.' Elliot nodded.
'Elliot.'
'George, is there anything wrong?'
'I just can't sleep.'
Elliot rolled over knowing the feeling.
'I can't get out of the room without Olivia knowing where I'm going. I can't sleep either.' Getting an idea, he sat up on the bed and quickly stood.
He opened his room door and looked out. He looked into the living room and saw Olivia was just sitting on the couch.
"You know you can get more comfortable."
Olivia turned around and looked at him."I'm fine Elliot. I thought you were asleep."
"No I was going to check on the doc."
"I can do that Elliot," Olivia said, standing.
"No you should get some sleep. I'll stay up and make sure everything is fine. I know you're tired. You can use my bed and I'll stay out here."
Olivia looked him over.
"I can't sleep even if I wanted to Liv."
"Okay. Good night Elliot."
Elliot moved aside and let Olivia pass. He sighed as the room door shut.
He stood there for a while before walking quietly to George's room. He slipped into the room and closed the door behind him.
George looked up for his pillow. "Elliot."
He moved over on the bed and let the detective slip next to him. Elliot wrapped his arms around George.
"Hello," he said, kissing George.
"How did you get in here without Olivia noticing?"
"I had her go get some sleep in my room. I told her I'll take care of everything."
George relaxed against Elliot.
"Now can you go to sleep?" Elliot asked.
George nodded as he started to let darkness engulf him.
Elliot felt the doctor relax as he fell asleep.
The taller man knew he would follow soon but he wanted to stay awake a little longer to watch George sleep. He ran his fingers through George's hair. Soon Elliot fell asleep.

Olivia woke up around four and she walked out of Elliot's room. Walking to the living room, she was surprised not to see Elliot sitting on the couch.
The kitchen was empty and no one was in the bathroom. She walked to the guest room where George was sleeping. She knocked on the door and received no answer.
Turning the door knob, she peeked in. She could clearly make out two bodies on the bed and she was sure it was both Elliot and George.
Olivia closed the door.
Why wouldn't Elliot tell me about this? She walked back to the living room and sat down on the couch.
Now she knew he was serious when he said what he said. She heard a yawn and looked up to see Elliot.
"Liv?" He said confused and then his eyes widened.
"You know."
Olivia nodded.
George walked past Elliot. He was only wearing pajama bottoms that hung low on his hips and covered his feet.
Luckily, Olivia didn't notice the bite mark in between his neck and shoulder.
George looked back and forth between Olivia and Elliot.
"A couple of days," he said and walked to the kitchen. Elliot rolled his eyes.
"Or technically two weeks," George yelled out of the kitchen.
Elliot sighed. 'I'm going to kill him when I get him alone.'
"Well, now you know." Elliot said, not liking having to deal with this.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Olivia asked.
George leaned against the kitchen's doorway.
Elliot could feel his presence and feel his amusement of the situation.
"It's complicated. Like the doc said it's really only been a couple of days," Elliot said. Olivia folded her arms.
"It's true, Olivia. We decided we wanted it to stay a secret for a little longer," George said, trying to save Elliot anymore humiliation.
Olivia nodded her head, understanding. "I can understand that. None of us would have seen this coming."
George gave her a small smile. "No because why would I want a brute like Elliot?"
Elliot glared at him.
Olivia laughed and shook her head."Well my shift has ended and John should be here soon. See you two and no killing each other."
Elliot showed Olivia out. "We'll talk later," Elliot said to her.
"I'm happy for you El," Olivia said as she walked down the stairs.
Elliot nodded to the officer outside the door and he closed the apartment door back. He turned and looked at George who was standing there waiting.
"You're in trouble doc," Elliot said and gave him a predatory look. He growled as he walked up to George.
George stared back at him with a neutral expression but his eyes showed his eagerness. Elliot licked George's bite mark.
"We have the apartment to ourselves for about an hour at least." Elliot said, against George's neck.
George shivered and wrapped his arms loosely around Elliot's neck. "Then we need to get started," he said, pulling Elliot towards the guest room.
George could never be fully dominated and Elliot liked it that way.

"Now I know why you didn't answer," John said as he walked past Elliot, who had two red marks just above his clavicle and one on his neck.
Elliot closed the door as he growled.
George came out of the kitchen with an air of amusement and satisfaction.
Elliot glared at George. "Hi John," George said.
He looked over at Elliot who was still glaring at him. He walked back out of the living room and this time he went to the bathroom.
"It would seem there is more to the doc, than meets the eye," John said
Elliot nodded his head. "He opens himself up more when he's relaxed or his mind isn't on work."
"I've noticed. You better get ready for work,” John said.
Elliot rolled his eyes and walked to the bathroom.
"Please keep moans to a minimum. I don't want to be scarred for life."
"Shut up."
John chuckled.

Elliot leaned back against the edge of his desk.
"We need to find this guy," Cragen said looking at the four detectives and the doctor.
"He's bolder than he was the first time but that's natural. He's not going to stop until he has what he wants," George said.
The statement made Elliot's heart race.
"We might never find him Captain," Fin said.
"We have nothing to go on. He doesn't leave fingerprints or anything worth using."
Elliot's phone rang. He turned and picked up the phone. "Stabler. You did? Did we get a hit?"
Elliot's face brightened. "Okay, we'll be down there soon." Elliot hung up the phone.
"Warner found a hair on the body. There was a hit in the system."
"What are you waiting for?" Elliot and Olivia went quickly towards the elevator.
Elliot and Olivia both rushed through the doors of the autopsy room.
"Good you're both here," Warner said as she walked over to the computer. Elliot stood behind her looking at the screen.
"The interesting thing is I don't think this your guy."
Olivia looked at her strangely. "Then why call us down here."
Warner looked at them. "You'll find this interesting."
She looked back at the computer and pulled up the file. "Your guy was busted for a rape about thirty years ago."
Elliot's eyes widened looking at the man's face.
"From his birth date on record, he would be 70 years old."
Elliot backed away slightly and looked at both of them. They did notice the shock on his face.
"He must have stolen his identity," Olivia said.
Warner nodded. "Possible, but I don't think anyone would be crazy enough to take the man's hair and use it."
Olivia nodded and looked over at Elliot who was looking down at the ground. "Is something wrong, El?"
Elliot looked up and shook his head. "Nothing."
Olivia looked him over and turned back to Warner.
"Plus, the hair I found still had its original color. If it was that man's then he's lucky he doesn't have any gray. A man his age should have a full head of them."

"Charles Spelling," Elliot said, handing the record to Cragen.
Cragen looked it over and then looked up. "This man is seventy."
"Exactly," Olivia said sitting at her desk.
John looked at Elliot and Elliot nodded slightly.
George caught the action. 'What's wrong Elliot?'
'That is the man who is after you.'
George's eyes widened slightly.
It was a fast movement and Elliot barely noticed it.
"I guess that means we have nothing again," Fin said, shaking his head. George took the file and looked at the picture.
"He was also a rapist and murderer. What are the odds of him finding someone like this?" George said.
"Lucky guess," Cragen said. George's mouth twitched up slightly.
"He probably knows this man. A relative, a friend's relative or something of the sort. If the hair was planted it had to come from the source. This means he might still be alive."
George looked at the file again. "There is no address on file for him." Cragen nodded.
"We'll start searching through all the records back about ten tears farther." John sighed and stood up and made his way to the elevator.
"Take George and Elliot with you." Elliot and the doc followed behind him.

John sighed as he pulled out another file. Elliot grabbed the one he tossed.
George sneezed as dust flew up in the room.
Elliot crinkled his nose. The strong musty, damp smell was irritating his already sensitive sense of smell.
"Is this some kind of punishment?" John asked.
"I don't think so," George said as he skimmed through a file.
"The man in the photo was the one that attacked me and tired to attack George." John looked at Elliot who was looking very troubled.
"The man would be 70 years old," George reasoned.
"Werewolves have a longer life expectancy. They age slower. He could be seventy."
"But look like he's only 40," Elliot said, finishing John's sentence.
George stared at both of them. "There is no way to possibly explain this to the rest of them."
Elliot sighed knowing that they couldn't. "We have to find away to get them to understand," Elliot said.
John looked at him. "Elliot I don't think that's a good idea."
Elliot shot him a desperate look. "We have to. Even if I have to change to show them, I will."
It was George's turn to argue. "You can't Elliot. It's too dangerous to."
"I am in control," Elliot growled.
"Aneil won't do anything." Elliot stood and walked out of the dimly lit room.
George went after him and John followed. "Elliot!"
Elliot stared at him with a determined look on his face as the elevator doors closed on him.
"Stubborn asshole," George mumbled, as the second elevator opened.
"You two really need to go to couples counseling." George took the comment in stride but his frustration could be felt.
As they stepped off the elevator, he could see Cragen enter one of the interrogation rooms.
George quickly followed. He stepped into the room just in time to see Elliot through the window. Cragen, Fin and Olivia were already standing there.
He opened the door to the room and slammed it shut. Elliot narrowed his eyes at him.
"There are better ways than to out yourself," George said, quietly.
"I want this bastard caught," Elliot whispered, harshly.
"We can find him,” George said not wanting Elliot to jeopardize everything.
Elliot shook his head. "He's after you doc. He's not getting his hands on you. He tried twice already but he's not getting a third chance."
Elliot's eyes turned golden and he held George's gaze as the pain hit him. George backed up to the wall.
Elliot gave a strangled scream as his spine elongated to accommodate a tail. The sound of the breaking bones made George's stomach turn.
Next were Elliot's arms and legs. Elliot tried to keep breathing but it was hard with the intense pain.
He began to grow his muzzle. His jaw broke and healed back again.
His fur was last and the most painful. It shot out of his pours moving across his body.
Elliot gave a strangled growl before falling to the floor.
The lycan on the floor was breathing heavily and it whined in pain.
George quickly joined him. He ran his fingers through his fur and his hand was nuzzled.
"Idiot," George said, softly.
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