Disclaimer: Things I Own - A bag of Swedish Fish, pink legal pads, and a Sharpie pen. Things I Don't Own - Elliot Stabler, Olivia Benson, and Law and Order: SVU.

A/N: The idea behind this fic is that every chapter is based off a song, but it's not a traditional song fic. You'll see. This is my first SVU fanfic, so bear with me. Also, this is just a short intro chapter. Hopefully the next few chapters will be longer and also better.

Chapter 1 – I've Just Seen a Face

Elliot sighed when he heard his captain's voice behind him: "Stabler. My office." He had no idea what he had done wrong this time. Sure, he snapped at Munch, but after working a few cases with that guy, he wasn't sure how anyone partnered permanently with that nutjob. Elliot slowly stood and made his way to Cragen's office. When he got there, though, he quickly changed his demeanor from passive to alert. They weren't alone.

"Detective Stabler," Cragen said from behind his desk, "this is Olivia Benson. She's a rookie, and your new partner. Maybe now you can stop whining about everyone in this unit."

He looked at the beautiful creature standing next to him. She definitely looked like an Olivia, he decided. She fit the name. Her olive skin complemented her deep, brown eyes and wavy brown locks. She was tall, and by the way she held herself, Elliot knew she didn't take no crap from nobody. After an awkward amount of silence, his brain kicked back into gear.

"Sorry," he said, holding out his hand. She accepted it and shook his hand. "You can call me Elliot."

"I've heard about you," she mused with a small smile. "You've got a rep for having quite the temper."

"Think you can handle it?" he shot back, slightly flirtatiously. He shook his head subtley. What am I doing?

Olivia scoffed. "I won't have a problem." This girl was setting off every synapse in Elliot's brain. She was a stunner, plus she wasn't the least bit intimidated by him. Husband and father, husband and father, he kept repeating to himself mentally. He couldn't think about her like that – she was his partner. Just his partner.

Cragen cleared his throat, getting the detention of the detectives. "Elliot, show Benson how this unit works while you have a chance. I'm sure you'll get a call soon."

Elliot opened the door to the bullpen. "After you," he offered, trying to be a gentleman. Olivia smiled and walked out of the office, but before Elliot could follow, Cragen stopped him.

"Stabler."

"Yeah, Cap?" Elliot said.

"You know how it goes. Treat her right, but don't baby her. She may be a rookie, but I know she's got what it takes to make it in this unit. Let her do some of the work, alright?"

"Sure, Cap," Elliot agreed as he swung the Captain's door shut. Olivia was getting herself settled at her desk across from Elliot's. She looked at home and not at all nervous to be in a new unit. Most rookies avoid Sex Crimes at all costs, but Olivia was different. Elliot was going to enjoy her.

Elliot quietly closed the door to his house and gently set his keys down on the entryway table. He didn't want to wake Kathy; he knew she would give him grief about missing dinner again. The phones were mostly quiet today, but they caught a case fifteen minutes before Elliot was going to leave. He had to go to the crime scene with Olivia and show her the ropes – though Olivia had made it apparent that she was no doe-eyed rookie. She knew what was up, and she even showed Elliot up a few times, catching things about the crime scene that he didn't even notice. Olivia was nothing short of impressive, that was certain. The other girls were never quite like this. She was just the partner for him.

Elliot flinched as the living room light clicked on behind him. "You're late."

"I know," Elliot said, slowly turning to face his wife. "I'm sorry. We caught a case, and I couldn't skip out because my new partner-"

"You got another new partner?" Kathy scoffed. "Jesus, how long is this one going to last?"

He smiled. "I think she'll keep up pretty well, actually."

Kathy chuckled darkly. "Well, I hope she can keep up all by herself from now on. I'm tired of you sneaking in at midnight."

"I know, Kath," Elliot sighed. "Come on. Let's just go to bed. There's no point in arguing about this. Again." He led her up the stairs, flicking off the light as he passed it, trying to get rid of the guilt floating through his head. He knew he'd dream of her tonight.

A/N: Please review with pointers and/or praise...your feedback will help me decide where and if I should go on with the story. Thank you!