Golden Bad Girl

by: Liv-x-Case-Benson

Ch. 1: Undeserved Favor

"Liv, you have a visitor," Nick said without looking up from his screen as she walked in after lunch.

Olivia nodded, walking into her office, surprised who was there. "Elliot?"

He nodded, turning in the desk chair. "Hi Liv," Elliot said, walking around to the front of her desk.

The sergeant closed the door to her office, taking a seat behind her desk. "So, what do I owe the pleasure after all these years?"

He sighed. "Look Liv, I know you're still pissed at me for-"

"And why shouldn't I be? You did just up and leave after 12 years without any explanation."

"Liv, I know. I know, alright? And I'm sorry, but we can discuss that later-"

"Later? What else could bring you here?"

"Kathleen's missing," he dropped, sighing. "She hasn't been to class in a few days."

Olivia raised a brow. "So you spy on her?"

He shook his head. "No! I taught her everything about the streets and being safe. She's a model student. Her instructors can quote that. Great friend, helping anyone who needs it-"

"Why do I feel like there's a but coming up?" Olivia asked.

"Lately she's been... withdrawn, quiet, keeping to herself..." he said with a heavy sigh. "There's a rumor going around she could be in trouble."

Olivia nodded. "Do you know what kind of trouble? Where did you hear this?"

"Overheard some students talking on campus. Liv, I... I know I don't deserve your help after everything, but please help me. I think she's got herself in really hot water. It's drugs..."

The sergeant nodded with a sigh. "Elliot, you know, after everything, I shouldn't even be hearing you out. But 12 years is a long time. You know that, which is why you wouldn't even step foot in here unless it was serious. Yes, I'm going to be upset for a long time at the way you left things, but I can't say I wouldn't have done that if the roles were reversed. In short, you don't need to beg. Yes, I'll help you, but you have to let us do our job. You can't step in. You don't have the authority anymore. I can update you, but obviously, not constantly." She walked from her office, gesturing him to follow. "Guys."

"Yes boss?" Amanda asked, perching against the edge of her desk as the others gathered around.

"We have a Missing Person's case. Oh, and before I explain anymore, someone hold Nick in his seat... But this is Elliot Stabler. His oldest daughter Kathleen is missing and he's worried she's gotten into drugs. Now, I don't feel right taking all the details of my ex-partner for obvious reasons. I will work this case, no matter how close I am. We all will. Understood?"

Nick nodded, though his face was red with anger.

"I'll canvas the school," Rollins said, grabbing her jacket.

Olivia nodded. "Detective Amaro, take a walk," she said, knowing Nick knew how much Elliot leaving had hurt her. "Fin, are you comfortable taking the details?"

"Absolutely. Hey El."

He nodded. "Hey Fin. Which room?"

"This way," Finn replied, leading Elliot into the interview room to the left of Olivia's office in case she wanted to observe. "How have you been?"

"Well, mostly. I can't say it's terrible actually being an active father instead of seeing my kids so little."

Fin nodded. "A lot has changed here. Try not to worry about Amaro. He was Liv's new partner after you left so you can imagine his feelings toward you at this moment."

He sighed as he took a seat. "I can't say I'm too surprised. So, do you feel that way too?"

"Stuff happens that we deal with in different ways. I have no hard feelings," Fin smiled. "So, about Kathleen..."

He nodded. "She's been missing from college for a few days. Before that she was pretty withdrawn, quiet, keeping to herself. There's...a rumor that she's in trouble."

"Do you know anyone that could be involved?"

"Not offhand. Her dorm mate, Allison might know something. I've already asked the Dean, but they couldn't tell me much. He said students skipped quite regularly, so it wasn't something to worry about, but... as far as I know she never did."

"Ok, well Amanda's at the school so I'm sure she'll be able to find something to help find her. How's Kathy?"

He smiled a bit. "She's good. She says she likes it better that I'm home now and I don't blame her with the hours I used to work."

"Have you told her about Kathleen?"

"Bits and pieces. I wanted to see if you guys would find anything first."

"Still living in Queens?"

"Yeah...though with four kids in the house still, you'd think it'd get crowded. It's not that we wouldn't like to, but it's perfect for the kids to walk to and from school. Though, I did think it was cute. Eli overhead I was coming here and he asked me to bring Auntie Liv home with me."

Olivia smiled, knowing he would be about eight or nine now, though he still called her that.

Nick knocked on Olivia's office door seconds later.

"Come in," she said, turning the sound off and looking toward the door.

"Amanda's got something. She just called and said she found drugs under Kathleen's bed."

The sergeant sighed. "All right. Nick, come in here."

Nick nodded, walking inside. "What do we tell him?"

Olivia knocked on the glass. "We need to know what's there first."

Fin walked in seconds later closing the door. "Problem?"

"Amanda called Nick. Drugs under her bed," she said with a sigh. "You still have links in narcotics? We might need to infiltrate."

Finn nodded. "I'll get straight on it. I don't think Elliot knows much more anyway."

Olivia nodded. "I'll go tell him we're working it." She turned to Nick. "I get it, ok? Old wounds. But he's got five kids and a wife. Twelve years is more than admirable. I'm not saying I'm not upset. I just understand it."

"I won't kick off, ok?"

"Good. And thanks," she said, going into the interview room.

"Development?" Elliot asked, standing.

Olivia nodded. "We're working on it."

"This is the part where you tell me to go home and try to relax, right?"

She sighed. "You can go home, but I doubt you'll relax. I know you, but we will find her. Though..." Olivia sat on the edge of the table. "What made you suspect it could be drug-related? Just a question."

"A rumor I heard whilst speaking to the Dean."

"Ok. Well, like I said, you can go home, we'll handle it."

"Thanks, Liv. I mean it."

She nodded. "You're lucky I'm even helping you to be truthful," she said as her cell pone rang with the babysitter's number. "Hello?"

"I'm so sorry to call you at work, Olivia. Noah's got a temperature. I've tried to medicine in the cupboard, but it hasn't made any difference."

The brunette looked at her watch. "Okay, I'll be right there. Have you tried a cold cloth on his head?" she asked as she escorted Elliot out into her office and pulled her jacket on.

"Yes, still no change," she replied as Elliot gave Olivia a quizzical look.

"What's his temperature?" she asked, putting a few files away in the cabinet quickly.

"102.5."

She sighed. "Okay, try to keep him cool. I'll call the doctor before I leave so she's expecting us and grab him, ok?"

"Sure. Do you want me to call A..." she managed before Noah pulled the phone from her hands screaming and accidentally ended the call.

She sighed again, walking from her office. "Guys, I'll need to work from home. Noah has a 102.5 temperature, so I need to go."

"We can handle it and call if there's anything we need you for," Nick smiled.

She nodded, calling the doctor. "Hi, this is Olivia Benson calling about Noah. My sitter just called saying he has a temp of 102.5 and the old medicine isn't helping. Would I be able to just bring him in?"

"Yes, bring him down straight away."

"Thank you. Elliot, you don't need to look so puzzled, just follow me!" she said, going out and getting into her car, pulling out with him following. She quickly walked into the building, scaling the stairs, hearing him screaming.

"You got a kid, huh?"

She smiled. "He was from one of my cases. His mother was killed and as I was the only person who took a consistent interest in his well-being, the judge appointed me his foster mother and I just recently applied to adopt him," she said, unlocking the door. "Hi Noah. Mommy's here."

Noah quickly moved into her arms, settling against her with a soft whimper.

"That's great, Liv. I'm pleased for you."

Olivia kissed his head, rubbing his back. "Thanks. Thank you, Andrea. I'm planning to take the rest of the day," she said, going in to stock the diaper bag, but finding it a little difficult holding him at the same time.

"You want me to take him?" Elliot offered.

"Sure. Be warned though, he'll probably scream," she said, handing Noah to Elliot as she quickly packed the bag.

Elliot smiled at him. "Hey Noah. You're going to feel better soon."

Olivia smiled, pulling a light shirt on him as she switched with Elliot. "Come on, little boy."

"You want me to drive? I can leave my car here."

"That'd be great, thanks."

Elliot nodded, walking them out. Following them inside the doctor's office ten minutes later, Elliot sat down. "He's cute."

Olivia nodded, walking up to the counter with Noah on her hip.

"Take a seat. The doctor will be with you in a couple of minutes."

"Thank you," she said, sitting with him, kissing him and cuddling Noah close. "You're going to be all better soon."

"Being a mother suits you. I always knew it would."

Olivia smiled. "He just fell into my lap."

"Noah Benson," the doctor called with a smile.

Olivia smiled, standing with him. "Let's go."