So, I'm back :)

Yes, I'm sorry...haha

So, since a few people asked for the sequel, I thought, eh what the heck, I have nothing to do over summer, so I thought I'd write about Avery some more :)

Oh I forgot to say this in the beginning of the first one, but this is set kinda at the end of the 11th season, so basically present time. Like, it could happen during the 12th season ;)

Also, I have to warn you now, there's going to be a little more E/O in here, because, well, I just couldn't resist it.

Anyway, on to the story.

(I reuploaded it, because there were problems the first time I did it)

Thursday

October 15th

7:15 am

Sixteen year old Avery Benson came out of her bedroom, stepping into the living room of the apartment she and her mother, Detective Olivia Benson, livied in. She closed her door and stretched, letting out a yawn, before rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She looked toward her mom's closed bedroom door and smiled. She walked over to the couch, sat down, and pulled on one of her blue converse, and tied the laces.

Avery stopped what she was doing and looked over her shoulder, when she heard the door behind her open. "You're already up?" she heard from behind. Avery smiled, still looking over her shoulder, when she saw Olivia come out of her room, dressed and ready for work, in a pair of black slacks, a white shirt, and a black vest.

"Yeah, there's this new thing called school, apparently all teenagers are required to go" she replied, sarcastically, turning back to attend to her shoes. She quickly put on the other shoe, tied its laces, and stood up, turning to face her mother. "You hungry?" she asked, as she walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"Shouldn't I be the one to ask you that?" Olivia asked, a little confused. She walked over to the kitchen counter and took a seat, eyeing the teenage girl, with a smile on her face.

"Yeah well, mom, I guess old habits die hard" Avery said with a laugh, as she pulled herself out of the fridge, with a carton of orange juice in one hand, a bottle of water in the other. She used her foot to close the refridgerator door, as she walked up to the counter across from Olivia.

When Olivia had heard her daughter's comment, she smiled to herself. It had been two months since she had adopted Avery, and it was only a matter of days before the began to call the detective 'mom'. At first she was a little surprised, seeing how she hand only known Avery for a few days before adoptig her, but once she got over the initial shock, she enjoyed the sound of someone calling her mom.

Avery smiled when she caught her mother staring at the picture on the wall, smiling. It was the one Alex had taken of the two of them, the day Olivia and Elliot had signed the final adoption papers at the precinct.

Before either of them could say another word, the two heard a phone ringing. Olivia quickly grabbed the cell phone off the counter top, answering it before Avery had the chance to stop her. "Hello?" she said, sweetly, into the phone, she had bought Avery.

Olivia knew that, just because she now had a teenage daughter, her work load was going to remain the same. She had bought the phone for her, as a way for them to keep in conact, especially when she was called to a scene in the middle of the night. Besides, she thought, what teenage girl didn't own a cell phone.

She remembered when she had given it to Avery. It was her first day of school, her senior year. Olivia had drover her, and after having a quick chat in the car, she handed her the phone, explaining that if she ever needed anything, her work and cell numbers, as well as Elliot's, were already in the contacts. It was no surprise that every detective at the 1-6 had Avery's number, as well as half of her school, after all, she was a very kind, and popular, girl.

Olivia smiled, shaking her head clear of her thoughts, as she continued to listen to the person on the other line, staring constantly at Avery, smiling, and raising her eyebrow, amused at her daughter's semi-frustrated look. Olivia knew Avery knew who was on the phone, which only made it more amusing. "Of course I am" she said, into the phone, before laughing. "Okay, here she is. Nice talking to you too Bentley." Olivia handed Avery the phone, laughing when the teenager snatched it quickly out of her hand.

"Hello? Yeah, well, you know how mothers can be" she said, glaring at Olivia, who only laughed again. Olivia watched as Avery used her left shoulder to kep the phone on her ear, as she poured herself a cup of orange juince. "No, I kinda figured that when you said the rest of the month" she said, returning the carton of orange juice back to the fridge.

Olivia got off her stool, walked over to the front door, and grabbed her shoes, which had been neatly placed by the door, thanks to Avery, due to her constantly tripping over them. She quickly put them on, and headed into ther bedroom, where she grabbed her gun and badge off her nightstand. She walked out of the room, closing the door on the way out, laughing when she saw Avery in the kitchen, tyring to grab a mug from the top shelf. "Need a little help there?" sh asked, amused, when she saw Avery on her tip toes, trying to reach over the counter and into the cupboard.

Avery wasn't exacty the, well, tallest person, being only five foot one, but she was determined, and didn't ned her mother's help to get a little cup out. She shook her head at her mother, before placing a finger up, telling her to wait. "Yeah, hold on a second" she said into the phone, before placing it on the counter, and jumping onto it. She stood up, grabbed, the mug out of the cupboard, and jumped back down, before grabbing the phone and continuing her conversation with Bentley. "Ok, I'll see you when you get back...Yeah, I love you too" she said with a small laugh, before hanging up the phone, and placing it in her jean's pocket.

"Well, that was, different" Olivia said, referring to her daughter's unusual way to get the cup, before she clipped her badge to her hip, and placed her gun in her holster. She sat on the stool she had been sitting on earlier, and turned to face Avery.

Avery looked at Olivia and shrugged. "I was going to get it, one way or another" she said with a small laugh, as she poured fresh coffee inot the mug, and handed it to her mother.

Olivia gladly accepted it, taking a drink, as she ran a hand through her hair, still tired from another late night at the precinct. "So, how's counseling?" Olivia asked, taking another sip of coffee. As soon as she had adopted Avery, she and Elliot had made sure she went into counseling, to help her deal with the sexual assualt attack she had encounterd a few months ago.

Avery looked at her mom, tilting her head, giving her a look that said 'are you serious?' "It's fine, I guess" she replied, taking a drink out of her own glass filled with orange juice. She knew she was seeing one of the counselors Olivia had gone to for counseling, making it one more thing they had in common.

"Good" was all Olivia said, before she took another drink, quickly checking her phone for the time.

"Hey, mom" Avery said, grabbing her glass of juice, and walking around the counter, sitting in the stool next to her. "I never asked you, what happened to, Sara?" she asked, refusing to refer to Sara Taylor as her mother, even if she was biologically her daughter.

Olivia turned toward Avery, smiling on the inside when she heard her, yet again, call her 'mom'. She just couldn't get used to the fact that she was a mother, and had someone to love her. "She, uh, got life without parole, upstate."

"So, there's no chance of me running into her anytime in the future?"

"Nope." Olivia took another drink of her coffee. "You're stuck with me" she said with a wink, causing the teen to smile.

This was their routine that they tried to follow every morning, of course sometimes it would fail, because Olivia would be called to a case, or Avery would leave early for school, but the times they were able to sit and talk, they both cherished. Olivia loved having someone to listen to, someone to share, almost, every meal with, and she loved the feeling of knowing someone was waiting for her when she got home. Likewise, Avery loved having someone to talk to, someone who would give her advice and little life lessons. It was safe to say, it was the happiest she had ever been in her life.

"So, where's Bentley going?" Olivia asked, as she felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She knew it was Elliot, so she didn't bother reading it right away, fearing it would make her seem, well, a little desperate.

"Chicago. He's doing some science tour-mcgeek thing. Same thing Jenna's been at for the past few days" she answered, before drinking the last of her juice.

Olivia looked at her, raising her eyebrow, before continuing. "How long is he going to be gone?"

"Until mid-November."

The two sat in silence. Avery knew what Olivia was going to bring up, and she didn't want to go there. "But he's going to miss-"

"I know, and it's fine" she said, interrupting her mother. She was never one who made a big deal of her birthday, however Olivia was going to make sure her first birthday as a Benson was going to be one to remember.

"Well, speaking of your birthday-

"Who was speaking of it?" Avery asked sarcastically, earning a glare from Olivia. She mimed herself zipping her lip, before Olivia continued.

"Anyway, what do you want to do for your birthday?" Olivia asked, pulling out her phone to read the text message she had recieved from Elliot.

"We still got time to decide that" Avery said, trying to change the topic. She didn't see the importance of it all, it was only a day that signified a person becoming a year older. Nothing big.

Olivia replied to Elliot's text, a smile on her face, before turning to face her daughter. "It's on the twenty-seventh. That's only about two weeks away." Olivia placed her phone on the counter. "So, what about dinner, maybe go see a show?" Olivia knew how much her daughter was involved in theatre, and she figured she'd go see a show with her, hoping it would help them bound more.

"How about" Avery began, as she stood from the stool and walked back into the kitchen, placing her empty cup in the sink, "we just hang at home. Maybe invite Elliot over for a movie or something. Something, small, after all, he is getting his divorce finalized in a few days." Avery watched as Olivia rolled her eyes, and sighed, before becoming wide-eyed. "Oh no. I know that look, and it can't be anything good."

Olivia laughed. "No, I was just wondering that, maybe, it's time you meet Elliot's kids. I mean, he has twins about a year older than you. Maybe you three can, I don't know, become-"

"Friends?" Avery took a pack of gum out of her pocket, and took out a piece, before unwrapping it and sticking it in her mouth. "Meeting the family already huh?" she said with a chuckle, offering her mother the pack of gum.

"Eh, just thought it would be fun" Olivia replied, before sticking her own piece of gum in her mouth. "Oh, before I forget, don't plan anything on Saturday."

Avery nodded, before grabbing the gum off the counter and putting it back in her pocket. "Do I want to know?"

"Well, we need to go see Alex and Judge Donnelly. Sort of a routine 'check-up' on everything. Apparently they do them every couple of months after an adoption."

"What exactly are they going to do?"

"Well, Donnelly and Alex need to ask you a bunch of questions, you know, about how you're adjusting. I guess it's manditory because of my profession. Then they're going to question me about your behavior and habits. We'll just see how it goes."

Avery nodded once more, before checking the time on her phone. Before she could say anything, Olivia's phone began to ring.

"Benson" she answered, standing up from the stool. "Ok, I'll meet you there." She quickly closed the phone, placing it in her front pocket, before turning to Avery. "I gotta go. You going to be alright?" she asked, before spitting her gum into the trash.

"Yeah, yeah. I gotta leave anyway. I'm supposed to meet up with a couple of scouts looking for a theatre major."

The two headed to the door. Olivia quickly put on her jacket and opened the door, stepping out into the hallway to wait for her daughter. Avery quickly put on her jacket and slung her backpack over her shoulder, before walking into the hallway with her waiting mother. "You need a ride there?" Olivia asked, as she locked the front door.

Avery shook her head. "No, I'll take the bus" she replied, as they stepped into the elevator. She knew Olivia had a new case, which ment another rape victim was waiting for her. She wanted to make sure she let her mother do her job, and part of that job ment being there for the victims.

The two stepped out of the elevator, when it had arrived in the lobby. "Okay, I'll see you later. Love you" Olivia said, before placing a kiss on her daughter's forehead.

Avery smiled. "Love you too" was all Avery said, before the two went their seperate ways.

ok, so it may seem a little slow at first, but eh

I'm still trying to think if I should continue, and I know I want to finish this one and the after, but it might seem a little "cliche" don't you think?

anyway, review, please :)