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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 awake in the bed. George was asleep after much coaxing. Elliot ran his fingers over the doctor's arm.
The fact that George had the dream was disturbing. He knew how real they felt. Having his share of them lately, he'd gotten used to it.
The doctor shouldn't even be having those kinds of dreams. The detective sat up in the bed and walked out of room.
John was still sitting on the couch.
"What's with you mutt?" John asked, turning when he heard his footsteps.
"I'm feeling a little agitated."
"Then you should go outside for a walk."
Elliot shook his head."I can't leave. I need to be here."
John nodded knowing there was no way Elliot would leave George and go too far."Then do some exercise. Get rid of some pent up energy. Run up and down the stairs in the hallway. You won't be far from the door."
Elliot thought it over and then nodded. He walked to the door and he gripped the doorknob.
"Nothing will happen to him Elliot," John said.
The younger detective opened the door and walked out.

George rolled over and felt that Elliot's side of the bed was cold.
The doctor yawned and sat up. It was only three in the morning. He moved off the bed and walked out of the room.
The kitchen light was on and the smell of coffee was in the air. George walked in and saw John sitting at the table.
"Good morning, doc. If you're looking for your mutt, he's on the couch."
He shook his head and walked to the living room. The moon was still shining brightly and came through the window.
George watched Elliot roll over and stretch out. He walked back to the kitchen and gave John a confused look.
"He needed to rid himself of some excess energy." John said.
Grabbing a mug from the counter, George poured himself some coffee.
John was amused by George's appearance. The doctor's hair was sticking up and the left side of his face had the imprint of the folds of a pillowcase.
"You look wonderful this morning."
George's lips twitched up and he sat at the table.
"Are you okay, doc?" John asked, knowing something was wrong.
"It's nothing. I'm just tired."
John shot him a look that said he didn't believe him.
"I'm fine, John."
Elliot walked into the kitchen, his eyes half open. He waved half heartedly at John and ran his finger through George's hair as he went to the coffee pot.
John shook his head. George smiled and drank some of his coffee.
Elliot sat down and sipped some of his coffee.
"Did you sleep okay last night?" Elliot asked George, looking at him.
"I slept fine." Elliot nodded and drank some more of his coffee. He stared at the doctor.
George's eyebrow rose.
'I'm fine, Elliot.'
'I just have to make sure.'
John watched them.
'I know but I can take care of myself.'
Elliot rolled his eyes at the statement.
George frowned. He looked down at his cup.
Elliot sighed. He then watched George get up and walk out the kitchen to the guest bedroom.
"Smooth move."
"Shut up, John,” Elliot said in frustration.
"You need to stop underestimating him," John said.
"It's not that. I have to protect him. I'm the only one who can."
John rolled his eyes and watched Elliot walk to his room.
"They really do need couple's counseling."

Elliot's stomach churned as he looked at the body. Again the uncanny resemblance to George was sickening.
George was walking around the body looking at it.
"This one is too close to his last killing. His time gaps are normally three weeks to a month between every victim." George looked at Elliot.
"He's not just bold anymore. He's stopped caring about being caught because he's sure he won't."
Elliot turned and walked quickly out of the alleyway. John saw him.
"Hey, slow down," the older detective said, grabbing him by the arm.
Elliot took a deep breath.
"It's not him, Elliot," John said.
Elliot rubbed his face. "I know but it could be him."
John sighed. "Take a break, Elliot. The woman who found the body is over there. Go and talk to her."
Elliot nodded and started to walk away.
Elliot sighed as he walked back towards the alley.
The woman was very disturbed by the appearance of the body but she did see something coming out of the alley. Elliot already knew it was Spelling.
The body was already in the ME's van and CSI had already finished.
'George.' He waited for a response. The doctor hadn't talk to him since they left the apartment. He knew he needed to apologize to him.
'George.' Elliot was starting to panic.
"John," he said when he saw the older man.
"What's wrong, Elliot?"
"Have you seen the doc?"
John looked confused."He went out of the alley as the body was taken. He said he needed to get something from the car and then he was going to talk to you."
"He never came to me." Elliot started to run in the direction of the car. John followed after him.
The car door was opened and George was sitting in the car writing.
"George."
The shrink looked up at Elliot's annoyed face. He raised an eyebrow and then continued to write.
"I called for you," Elliot said.
"I needed to concentrate so I didn't answer," George said.
John rolled his eyes and walked away not wanting to be in between the impending quarrel.
"So you run off to prove that nothing can happen to you?" Elliot was angry.
"No, I really needed to start some new notes."
Elliot rubbed his face.
"You can't go off without me," Elliot said, his voice rising.
"I'm fine, Elliot. I'm not dead or kidnapped."
Elliot threw his hands up in the air. "He's after you, George."
The doctor stopped writing and looked up at Elliot. His eyes had a hard edge to them. "I know that. I don't need to be reminded. I'm fine right now."
Elliot looked away and George went back to writing.
Elliot squatted down in front of George. He kissed the back off his right hand and nuzzled it.
"You know a grown man should not be doing that. Especially in broad daylight," the doctor said as he absentmindedly ran his fingers through Elliot's hair.
"It's six in the morning, doc. And it is also still fairly dark out here."
George shook his head and continued to write.
Elliot stood up slightly and brushed his lips against George's.
"I'm trying to write."
The detective pushed him back into the car.
"Elliot!" George said as his papers fell on the floor of the car.
Elliot leaned over him and kissed him hard. George let his eyes slip close as he kissed back.
Elliot's tongue pushed into his mouth and he gripped Elliot's jacket, tightly.
They heard one of the cars doors open and they pulled apart.
"Now no having fun in my car," John said as he got into the driver's seat.
George sat up quickly and started to pick up his papers. Elliot moved and sat down in the car properly.
He closed the door and looked at George. George sat there organizing his papers.
Elliot nuzzled his neck, distractingly. 'Stop it.'
'I won't.'
The taller man ran his tongue up George's neck. George sighed and closed his eyes.
Elliot nipped at his ear.
'Elliot, please stop it.'
Elliot moved back and grabbed George's chin. Turning the doctor's head, he pulls him into a searing kiss.
His tongue lapped at George's, tasting him. Elliot pulled back and nipped at George's bottom lip before sucking on it.
Elliot pulled back giving George's lips on last lick. George's eyes were completely black and were hazy looking.
Elliot smiled as he saw his tongue dart across his lips.
George looked at him and attempted to glare at him.
Elliot was unfazed because it didn't work.
"I'm…" George cleared his throat. His voice was laced with his aroused state and he wasn't going to give Elliot any satisfaction.
Elliot smiled and looked out the window.

George sat in his office writing. Olivia and Elliot went to talk to one of Charles Spelling's relative's that they found in his file.
If he remembered correctly it was his youngest sister who would have to be in her fifties. His beeper went off and he sighed looking at it.
He needed to get to Belleview. He quickly grabbed his jacket and started to place his files in his briefcase.
He grabbed his bag of tricks and was quickly out of the office.
"I need someone to take me to Belleview," he said to John who was at his desk.
"Fin! He can take you. The Captain needs me to stay here. I'll tell the mutt."
"What do you want?" Fin said, walking back to his desk.
"The doc needs to go to Belleview. After that you can take him back to Elliot's apartment. He should be there but if not call me and I'll come over there."
Fin nodded and started to walk to the elevator. George followed after nodding to John in thanks.

Elliot rubbed the back of his neck as he walked out of the elevator.
"So how was it?" John asked.
"She hasn't seen her brother in thirty years," Olivia said.
"There was an accident. He beaten up pretty bad and had a huge bit mark on his thigh. She said that she went to the hospital to see him but he had disappeared and no one could find him." Elliot said, sitting down in his chair. John nodded.
"Did George get back to the apartment?" Elliot asked, slightly worried.
"Fin just called me they should be there soon."
Elliot rubbed his face and grabbed his jacket.
"Elliot! Where are you going?"
Elliot looked up to see Cragen.
"I need to back home. George is on his way back."
"I need to talk to first before you go."
Elliot looked at him before nodding and following.
'George, are you okay?'
'I'm fine Elliot. I'll see soon, right?'
'I shouldn't be too long Cragen wants to talk to me. I'll see you later.'
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