A/N: I decided to try something, so I hope you like it!!

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Detective Olivia Benson had no family left after her mother died, she always went home to an empty, lonely apartment every night and her colleagues all knew and felt bad for her. Elliot, Munch or Fin would ask her out for drinks after work and she was always willing to go, until one night.

Olivia was sitting at her desk, finishing up her paperwork so she could leave. Elliot was sitting across her like usual and noticed that she was in an unusual rush. He wanted to ask her why, but he knew that she wouldn't tell him.

"Liv?"

"Hmm?" Olivia looked up at her partner.

"Want to come out for drinks tonight?"

Olivia scratched the left side of her neck. "I would love to, but I can't tonight," she replied, then looked at her watch. It was 6:02pm. She had to get ready to go. "Sorry, El. I really have to go. See you tomorrow," she replied, standing up and grabbing her coat.

She caught a cab home and got dressed in a satin purple leotard with silver sequins on the straps before putting on a pair of black track pants on and her white running shoes. She then grabbed her black gym bag and ran out to catch a cab to the gym.

Olivia walked in to the gym with five minutes to spare to find her class ready to go. She taught gymnastics to six sexually abused girls. There were three African American girls and three Caucasian girls. Their names were Carly, Amy, Mackenzie, Jenna, Summer and Meadow.

Carly was African American with long dark brown hair and brown eyes. She stood at five foot eight with a petite stature. She wore a black leotard with rainbow coloured stars. She was twelve when she was abused, she was now seventeen. The oldest of all the girls.

Amy was a fifteen years old girl from Canada, who was abused at the age of fourteen. She stood at a mere five foot with an athletic build. She had short blonde hair with red highlights and green eyes. She wore a baby pink leotard with black polka dots.

Mackenzie and Jenna were two cousins from Queens; they were abused by a family friend. Mackenzie was just ten and Jenna was thirteen at the time. They were now twelve and fifteen. Mackenzie was four foot eight and Jenna stood at five foot four and they were both of a bigger stature. Both had long hair that was dyed red at the top and black underneath with hazel eyes. The two cousins were so close that they wore identical leotards. White with sequins.

Summer and Meadow were African American identical twins, abused at the innocent age of nine and were now fourteen. They both had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. They both stood at five foot six and were very flexible. Summer wore a plain navy blue leotard and Meadow wore a plain black leotard.

"Hi girls," Olivia greeted her class as she put her gym bag down on a chair.

"Hey Olivia," all six girls greeted her, happily.

"Today, we are focusing on the beam for half an hour and then we'll try the uneven bars," she informed the class before taking off her shoes and track pants.

The girls nodded and watched Olivia head over to the beam in the center of the room. "Would you like to see a demo first or just move on to what you're learning?"

The girls huddled up and talked it out before coming up with a decision.

"Can you please show us a demo, Olivia?" Carly asked for the group.

Olivia nodded and smiled. "Ok, take a seat, girls. I'll show you a routine that I was taught."

She ran up and bounced on to the spring on to the beam in to a handstand. She walked on her hands for about five seconds before turning back on to her feet. The rest of the routine was filled with tumbles, flips and cartwheels before ending it in a one handed handstand before dismounting and landing on her feet on the mat underneath. The girls were amazed at Olivia's skill and concentration.

They were clapping and cheering as they walked back over to her.

Olivia blushed and smiled. "Thanks, girls. Don't worry you won't do all that yet. Alright, time to show you what you are learning tonight," she told them before going back on to the beam.

Fin and Munch walked back in to the squad room to find Elliot but no Olivia.

"Where's Liv?" Fin asked as he and Munch sat down at their desks.

Elliot dropped his pen and looked up at the two men. "She knocked back drinks and left about half an hour ago."

Fin looked at him, confused. "Baby girl, knocked back drinks? Is she sick or somethin'?"

Elliot shrugged his shoulders and went back to his paperwork. "It didn't seem like it. I'll go to her apartment and check on her later."

Cragen walked out of his office and up to his three remaining detectives. "We have a new case. A twenty three year old woman by the name of Tiffanie Lipton. She's at Mt. Sinai."

"On it, Cap," Fin replied as the three of them stood and left.

Olivia finished teaching her gymnastics class half an hour late at nine because she and the girls were having so much fun.

"Ok, I'll see you next week girls," she replied, smiling.

Each girl gave her a hug and she then went in to the staff bathroom to have a quick shower before dressing in her black tracks pants and a purple camisole.

She walked back in to the gym to find Carly still sitting around, so she walked over to her and sat down beside her.

"Hey sweetheart, are you alright?" she asked, concerned and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

Carly nodded and wiped away some stray tears. "Yeah, it's just..."

"Just what, honey?" she asked, softly.

Carly took a deep breath to compose herself. "My...um...my boyfriend dumped me last night because I wouldn't have sex with him," she explained and began to sob.

Olivia cautiously embraced her in a hug, half expecting her to pull away but she did the total opposite. She wrapped her arms around Olivia and sobbed into her shoulder.

Olivia gently rubbed the sobbing teen's back and whispered soft, reassuring words in her ear.

"It's alright, Carly...It's going to be ok, sweetheart."

When the shy, depressed girl had finally calmed down, she pulled away and slightly smiled. "I'm sorry," she apologised in a tiny voice.

"It's fine. Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on sometimes."

"Thank you," she said, and then looked at her watch. "Oh crap, I better go."

"Anytime, Carly. See you next week," she said and watched the teen walk out.

She sighed and decided to head home herself.

It was 11:15 and she had just gotten to sleep, when a knock at the door caused her to jerk awake. She groaned and got up, before walking to the door and looking through the peep hole. It was Elliot. She sighed and opened the door, "What do you want, Elliot? It's late and I'm tired."

"Why didn't you come out for drinks tonight? You can't keep coming home to an empty, lonely apartment every night."

Olivia was pissed. He'd woken her just for that?

"Is this the only reason that you woke me? I'm fine, Elliot, really. Go home. I'll see you at work in the morning," she slammed the door shut in his face before stumbling exhaustedly back to bed.

She'd been up since two am that morning when she was called in for a new case, so she was totally exhausted and wanted sleep, desperately.

The next morning came too quickly for Olivia. Her alarm woke her at six. She groaned and slammed her hand on the button to turn off the offending noise, before getting up to take a very hot shower to wake her up.

She dressed in black work pants with black boots and satin red blouse, underneath she was wearing matching red lace panties and bra. Her hair was neatly tied back in a high pony tail.

Olivia walked in to the squad room at 7:28 with coffee for herself, Elliot, Munch and Fin.

She passed Fin and Munch their coffees, receiving their thanks and appreciations before setting down Elliot's coffee on his desk and sitting at hers.

Ten minutes later, Cragen walked out of his office and up to his best two detectives.

"Benson, Stabler. New case. A ten year old girl by the name of Billie Jo Wilson. She's with her mother at Mt Sinai."

"We're on it, Cap," Elliot answered as he and Olivia grabbed their coats and headed off.

In the car, Elliot was determined to talk to her about last night. "Liv?"

"Yeah?" she asked, not looking at him.

"Why didn't you come out for drinks last night?" he asked as he turned right.

"I was busy," she replied, emotionlessly.

Elliot sighed. "Liv, you've got to stop going home to an empty, lonely apartment."
Olivia ran a hand through her hair. "Elliot, just drop it!" she said, forcefully.

"Liv..."

"Elliot, watch out!"

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