Elliot was lying in his bed, looking at his hand and at the ring that he still wore and said to himself self "I should take this off", it had after all been three months since he and Kathy divorced.
He thought about what he could have done to make it work, but Kathy had made her mind up, she had had enough and wanted out.
"God I miss them"
He was listening to the traffic on the street below his apartment which was practically empty because he told Kathy to keep the house and that he would move out, he turned to look at the clock, and it read 2.45 am.
He closed his eyes and wished for sleep, "No such luck" he said as his cell phone rang.
"I'll be right there"
He hung up and rubbed his face, stood and headed for the bathroom.
He walked up to his partner Olivia Benson, as he did she looked up and smiled. She noticed that he didn't look real crash hot.
"Nothing" she knew to drop it.
Benson and Stabler had been partners for six years, so she knew when to back off and not ask. But today she noticed something else in the way he said it.
"What we got?"
Olivia gave him the rundown on the situation.
They worked on the case and in a week they where no closer to catching the perp, they knew who it was but so far he had eluded them. One day they caught a break, the guy they were looking for was booked for a DUI over at the 31. After Stabler and Benson went and picked him up they interviewed and arrested him.
Elliot was sitting at his desk going over some files when Cragen called him into his office.
"Close the door and have a seat"
He sat and crossed his arms across his chest and stretched his legs out in front of him staring intently at Cragen.
"What's going on, Elliot?"
"Don't bullshit me; something's going on with you."
"I'm telling you nothing's going on, now can I get back to work?" Elliot said rising from his chair.
"Sit, Benson and Munch can handle this one."
Elliot sat back down, listening to what Cragen had to say "You've got vacation time, don't you?" he said as he sat on the edge of the desk.
"Yeah, why?" he asked looking at him with eyes slit.
"I want you to take time off"
"I'm fine I don't need to take time off" Elliot said raising his voice slightly.
"That wasn't a request Elliot, as of now you are on leave I will take care of the paperwork"
Elliot was going to object but Cragen cut him off "I don't want to hear it".
"Ever since your divorce and The Protectors case, you have been withdrawn and you don't have your mind on the job." He added.
Elliot got up and stared at Cragen and was going to say something but decided against it, he walked out and slammed the door. He was standing at his locker when Olivia came over and asked
"What was that about?" motioning to Cragen' Office.
"Wants me to take time off"
"He doesn't think that my mind is on the job"
"Well that sucks"
"Yeah tell me about it"
"I'll see you later Liv"
Elliot said goodbye to everyone and walked out of the unit. On his way home he stopped off at a Liquor store and picked up a six-pack. He closed the front door with his foot making it slam.
He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, grabbing a beer he sat on the couch.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do now".
He took a big swig of his beer and sat there staring at a blank TV screen.
That night he laid in bed thinking about what he was going to do when he thought about one of his friends who is a Real Estate Agent, he rang him hoping he wasn't asleep, he wasn't. Elliot asked him about some rentals out on the coast and his friend offered him his beach house for as long as he needed it.
"Thanks Jeff, I owe you one" Elliot said then hung up.
Two days later he was driving towards the coast. He had been driving for quite some time when he pulled into a gas station to fill up and stretch his legs. He got a drink and sat down on some seats to relax, after a while he stretched then walked over to his car, as he got there he watched a car pull up beside him.
He stood there staring at the man that got out of the car. The guy looked at Elliot and smiled, he smiled back to be polite, Elliot watched as he walked over to the shop.
Elliot shook his head and got into his car, he drove out of the service station to continue on to the beach house, as he was driving he thought about the man he had just seen.
"Why the fuck am I thinking about a guy?"
"I don't go for guys; fuck, what's wrong with me?"
Elliot got to the beach house and after he got settled in he started to put away the groceries he had bought in the little town about half a mile away. He sat on the back porch with a beer and watched the sun go down over the horizon, wishing he had someone to share it with.
Tobias Beecher pulled up at his beach house, which he got from his divorce from Gen; he didn't want anything else except the house as it was his grandfather's. He got settled in and sat with a beer on the back porch watching the sunset wishing he had someone to share it with.
Toby was a Lawyer with his father's firm, he wasn't happy there and wanted to branch out on his own, but he didn't know how to tell his father so he took his holidays to sort his head out. He didn't know what he was going to do for the time he was here but he sure as hell wasn't going to spend the whole time thinking about it or for that matter his father.
Toby let his mind wander to the guy he had seen earlier that day and thought about his smile which made him go a little weak at the knees. He had trouble walking to the shop knowing that guy was still watching him. He turned when he got inside the shop to see if he was still looking at him but he had gotten into his car and was driving off.
Toby bought what he had to and drove off, the radio was on but Toby didn't know what was playing because he was thinking about the guy and how sexy he was. Now Toby was no stranger to having sex with guys, which was the main reason he and Gen got divorced. A few too many indiscretions with both men and women.
He didn't want to have an accident so he pulled off to the side of the road and he started to slowly run his hand over his cock thinking about that smile and those blue eyes, they weren't like him but they were blue.
Toby continued to rub himself, getting faster and faster, he wasn't far off cumming, so he sped up his movements, his eyes going half-closed he came with a moan. He sat there for a bit to get his breath back, then straightened himself up and continued on his way.
When Elliot woke up he was amazed at how well he had slept, feeling pretty good he thought he might go for a run before breakfast. He put on some running shoes and a pair of shorts but no shirt, he walked down to the beach, which was one step off the porch, and started to run as he was running he looked up at a house and saw a man standing there.
"That guy looks familiar".
He didn't really think much more about it and kept running down the beach. He ran for another couple of miles then turned around and started back to his place, as he passed the house he noticed that the guy was gone.
Toby was on the porch and saw a guy running along the beach towards him when he looked at the man he realized that it was the guy from yesterday. He saw him looking in his direction and thought he was going to stop but he kept on running by.
He went inside, dressed and went for a walk into the small town, he stopped at a coffee shop and ordered a coffee, there was a newspaper on the table so he picked it up and started to read it.
The waitress bought over his coffee and asked if there would be anything else he would like, he indicated there wasn't as he sat and drank his coffee the door opened and he couldn't believe his eyes it was the *guy*.
Elliot sat at a table and ordered a coffee, he looked around the caf and noticed a man looking at him and realized it was the same guy from the service station yesterday and this morning.
They sat there occasionally looking at each other as they drank their coffee. Elliot left the money on the table got up and walked over to the door; he smiled and nodded at the man as he walked out.
Toby melted into the seat when he smiled at him but he managed to smile back
"I have to find out that guys name".
He tried to catch up with him, he looked up and down the street but he was nowhere to be seen. Toby sighed and started to walk back to his place.
Elliot was standing in a shop across the street watching him; he smiled to himself as he stepped out of the shop to follow the man. He followed him for a while when he went into a house just up the road from his place.
Elliot continued down the road to where he was staying, when he got there he changed his clothes to a pair of tight black jeans and a tight white long sleeve shirt. He decided that this guy seemed ok and he wouldn't mind some company, but he would still keep his wits about him.
He went into town and bought a six-pack of beer, He stood outside of the house for a few minutes then took a deep breath and stepped up to the door.