Here's something new.

Characters are not mine.

This will be a multi chap fic.

"Portable to central requesting back up at 53-49 108th street. Shots fired. I repeat shots fired," Olivia said into her radio. She and her Partner were crouched down behind their squad car.

"Central to portable. Back up is on its way."

Olivia glanced at Nick who was watching the Queens house with an intense stare. He looked up and whispered "no movement". Three marked cars appeared in record time, sirens making their presence known. Olivia and Nick met the uniformed officers in the middle of the driveway.

Olivia immediately began to brief them. "We came to interview a witness for a case involving the death of a working girl. Knocked on the door; immediately heard shots fired. At least three men detected inside, no sign of our witness. Black female, 5'9, if you see her don't shoot." The Unis nodded.

Nick began to talk strategy as Olivia slipped on a vest, "we need three to remain in front. The rest will enter through the back, single file and then room to room."

They assembled into groups and within minutes Olivia was leading the way to the back door. They stopped directly in front of the door, guns drawn. Olivia nodded and Nick immediately kicked it open and moved back.

"This is the police. Drop all weapons and exit the building," Olivia shouted. Immediately they could hear the front door being slammed shut and the sounds of at least one perp being tackled to the ground. Olivia waved her hand and the officers immediately piled in.

They separated when they got to the stairs; half going up and half clearing the first floor. Olivia went up. She stopped behind one of the uniformed officers who stood in front of a locked door. A vaguely familiar voice called out "Police open up". When there was no response the young officer used his shoulder to break the door. He immediately had his gun drawn again and Olivia followed him into the room. All of a sudden someone sprung from behind a dresser and shot at them. Olivia shot back and the shooter was down. She kicked the gun out of his hand and looked back to see the young officer touching the side of his head. That's when she noticed the blood.

Olivia picked up her radio, "Call a bus, officer down." She walked over to him and instructed him to sit down. She looked at his head and sighed, "It's a flesh wound. The bullet must have grazed your head."

"Olivia?"

She looked into his eyes surprised that he knew her name. When she saw the blue orbs, she realized why the voice sounded familiar. "Dickie?"

"Yeah."

"Oh my god, when did you become a cop? Wow, you're so… grown up." She probably would have went on if the radio hadn't beeped signaling the all clear. "Come on," she said standing up.

He shook his head and closed his eyes tightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Just hurts."

She took his hand and helped him up, putting his arm around her shoulder, and helping him downstairs. The ambulance arrived just as they did and she had this sudden urge to ride with him. She felt like she would be betraying Elliot somehow if she didn't make sure he was okay. It was a ridiculous feeling and as soon as the doors shut she regretted going because Nick would probably being wondering where she was. The EMTs were talking about grazing injuries and severe wounds when Dickie lost consciousness.

Olivia talked to Nick as she waited outside Dickie's hospital room. He gave her a general recap of the crime scene. Eventually the doctors let her in to see him.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like a bullet took off half of my forehead."

Olivia laughed at his try at humor and took the seat next to his bed. "How long have you been on the force?"

"A little over a year."

She nodded and looked into his blue eyes; she felt like she was staring at her old partner. "You know, you look a lot like your dad. Maybe a little more hair and a little younger."

Dickie smiled, "a little?"

They both laughed and suddenly the door of the hospital room swung open.

"Oh my god, Dickie what happened? Are you alright? I knew this was a bad idea."

"Kath you said you were calm." Olivia looked up at that voice and suddenly two pairs of eyes shifted from Dickie to Olivia.

"I'm fine mom, I can't believe they called you guys. It's just a flesh wound. The bullet barely grazed me."

"Olivia, it's great to see you," Kathy looked at the slightly younger woman and back to her son, "Were you two working together?"

She and Elliot stared intently at each other; each taking in the others appearances, the changes.

"Yeah we bumped into each other at the raid." She forced her eyes to stray from Elliot's so she could look at Kathy.

"It was awesome guys. She came in and shot the guy who shot me."

She glanced at Dickie who was smiling and was surprised at the way he nonchalantly talked about her almost ending someone's life. She figured he was just trying to defuse the obvious tension in the room. Elliot had yet to speak since he saw her. She got up suddenly.

"I better get going now. Get better kid," she said as she patted Dickie's shoulder. She walked toward Elliot and Kathy, "nice to see you guys."

Elliot seemed to find his voice as she was walking past him to get to the door. "We should catch up sometime."

She stopped and nodded but the whole situation was unbearably awkward. His proximity to her when he decided to speak only made it worse. She was stopped right next to him: between him and Kathy. But, she was only staring at him.

Nick poked his head in the hospital room; "Liv, they've found our girl."

She nodded at him and nodded at Elliot. She turned to Dickie, "feel better." She walked a little and then turned back, "nice seeing you all".

Nick put his hand on the small of her back and led her into the hallway.

**scr

"You okay?" he asked as they sat in the car. She had barely said a word throughout the whole interview with the victim and she obviously had something on her mind.

She just nodded.

"So, who was that rook?"

"Stabler's son."

"Stabler? The Stabler? Wait, was that him in the hospital room?" Nick pulled away from the curb and shook his head slightly, "you should've introduced me."

Olivia cocked an eyebrow at him; "why, did you want an autograph?"

"I pictured him older," Nick ignored her comment.

"He's a good fifteen years older than you."

"You guys hardly said anything to each other."

"I think he was more worried about his son."

"He looked like he wanted to say something."
"Are you a mind reader now?"

"Just making an observation," Nick glanced at her as he slowed for a speed bump. "Was there something going on between you two before he left?"

"Not that it's any of your business but he's married. Now, can you stop with the questions; I'm getting a headache.

Nick drove the rest of the way in silence as Olivia rested her head against the window.

**scr

When they arrived at the precinct, Olivia couldn't help but notice the blatant staring in her direction. The questioning eyes as they got to the bullpen.

"What's going on?" Nick questioned.

Fin gestured to Cragen's office, "we have a special visitor."

Olivia's heart skipped a beat as she noticed the distinctive backside of her former partner. She turned away and took a seat at her desk.

She was typing furiously on her keyboard when he came out. She didn't stop as he made his way toward her. She didn't look up as he stopped beside her desk.

"Lets get dinner," he said so quietly that she almost didn't catch it.

She could feel the whole room looking at them. Somehow it always felt like when they were together, they captivated everyone.

"I'm working," she replied even though she had stopped typing.

"Cragen said you were done for the day."

She looked at him for the first time and saw the pleading in his eyes.

"Okay," she got up and he immediately took her purse from her lower drawer as if preventing her from changing her mind.

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