She walked into the precinct and sat down at her desk, ready for another long day of solving crimes. She was lonely and sad. She has been avoiding everyone who even attempted to try and be friendly with her. She didn't want anyone or anything, except for Elliot Stabler.

It has been nearly two whole years since her old partner, Elliot Stabler, had left after shooting a teenage girl. She had tried calling him almost every day, but it just went to voicemail every time.

After he had left, she realized that she should've told him her true feelings for him before the shooting. Things would've been different then. She wanted to tell him that she loved him, and that she has been in love with him since the first day she met him. But it was too late.

She had been at work for a few hours when she got a call around 11:00 am. Before looking at caller I.D., she answered the phone.

"Benson"

"Olivia!" said a worried voice through the phone.

"Who is this?" she asked.

"It's Lizzie, Lizzie Stabler." She responded.

"What's up?" she asked nervously, thinking that something was wrong.

"Its my dad. He has been so depressed lately. This morning I saw him writing something in his room. I'm worried that it was a suicide note. I called you because I know that you are the only who will make him happy again. He misses you Livvie, I know that."

"I'll come over right now. Just stay with him and make sure that he doesn't do anything stupid."

She rushed out of the building and headed straight to Elliot's house.

When she finally got there, she rushed to the door and knocked on it until it opened. Elliot stood there, expressionless.

"Hey El" she said softly. She was so happy to see him, and she tried so hard to hide her emotions from him. What she didn't know was that he was feeling the same way.

She had missed him so much, even after all of the pain he caused her, that she couldn't even help herself when she wrapped his arms around him and squeeze him tightly. She didn't want to let go.

Elliot hugged her back, just as happy to see her, as she was to see him. She missed her so much. He regretted never calling her back, but all the times that he would consider it, he got nervous and decided not to.

After she finally let go, she looked at him in the eyes. He had looked lie he just got out of bed, and he hasn't shaved in weeks. She could tell that he has been depressed.

"Can we talk?" she asked him.

"Sure. Come inside. I missed you Liv."

"I missed you to El." It became silent as they just stared at each other for a few seconds.

He finally broke the awkward silence. "So how has everyone been at the station?" he asked her as they walked inside and sat down on the couch.

"They are fine." She replied. They sat there again not knowing what to say. She couldn't take it anymore so she finally asked him. "Do you want to go out for dinner tonight, catch up a little bit?"

"I would love to Liv. So why did you come here?"

She was so excited that he had said yes. She couldn't wait to get to talk to him after the two years that have gone by without seeing him.

"I came here to see how you were doing. I miss seeing your face across from my desk El. I have just been so stressed out lately and you are the only person who will actually put up with my complaining."

"I'll always be here if you need anything Liv."

"Thanks El. I know you will. I will be too. Can you please just tell me why you never called me back?"

"I wanted to so bad, and sometimes I almost did, but every time that I went to pick up the phone, I reminded myself of what I did to that poor girl, and realized that you would never forgive me." He avoided eye contact the whole time he said this to her.

"Do you know how wrong you were?" She slid closer to where he was sitting and turned his head so she could wipe away a tear that was falling down his face.

Before she could say anything else, he moved closer to her until there was no gap between them. He then put his lips to hers, and she enjoyed it for a few seconds. She had been waiting for this day for years.

But then it hit her. She pushed him away as fast as she could.

"El, stop! What about Kathy?" she asked him.

"She got a divorce after I retired. She noticed how sad I was without you and she told me that she knew that she wasn't right for me and that I knew who was. Obviously she was referring to you, but I never had the courage to actually talk to you."

This time Olivia didn't hold herself back, and she leaned in for another kiss. This one lasted much longer than the first one.

After about two minutes of kissing, she pushed away and told him that she had to go back to work. He got a disappointed look on his face.

"Don't be sad. Meet me at my place tonight at 7. We will go out and get a nice dinner."

"Alright." He said to her. He couldn't wait for that night to come.

She got up and headed to the door, but right before she left, she turned around and said, "El, I was never angry with you for what you did. I was angrier that you left me without saying goodbye. "

"After the shooting, I realized how much I actually loved you, and how I could never put you through the pain of saying goodbye."

She walked up to where he was standing, kissed him again, and turned to walk out the door. Just before she left she said, "See you at 7!" and walked out.