Authors Note: This chapter is currently un-betaed. I'm waiting on a reply from my beta and I will then switch this chapter out for the edited one. I'm just going to be without internet for a few days so I went ahead and uploaded it.

This isn't completely AU, since it's all normal characters, just a different sequence of events, I suppose. It's currently Untitled because I don't know what to name it just yet. Please review

Story belongs to Paris Syndrome.

Characters and SVU are the sole property of Dick Wolf and NBC.

February 23, 1984

Elliot lay in bed staring at the ceiling, rolling over onto his side for what seemed like the hundredth time. He looked at the blonde hair of his sleeping newlywed wife as the moonlight shone through the window in their bedroom. His eyes drifted over to the cradle sitting against the window that held their beautiful newborn daughter. Oh how his life had changed this past year. Elliot closed his eyes and rolled over onto his left side as he let his mind drift into a restless slumber.

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A hand shot out from under a thick red comforter and slammed down on top of the alarm. Olivia groaned as she stretched out her tight muscles, listening to entire length of her back pop. The year was 1985 and Olivia had started her junior year just two months ago here at Siena College, thanks to the credits she had earned while she was a high school senior. Olivia kicked the comforter off of her as she sat up rubbing her hands over her face. She stretched once more and glanced at her alarm clock. 5:00 a.m. She had thirty minutes to get dressed and meet her best friend Abbie Carmichael downstairs from her apartment. Olivia removed her sleep shirt walking to her bathroom wearing just her panties and started brushing her teeth. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail and slid on a pair of burgundy shorts with the Siena logo on them and a sports bra. Just as she was pulling her bra on there was a loud knocking on her apartment door.

Olivia yawned trying to slide her socks on and walk to the door. She opens the door halfway to see who's outside. Abbie Carmichael is standing outside her door in a pair of black leggings and running shoes along with a oversized sweatshirt. She smiles seeing her best friend holding two cups of coffee and opens the door.

"Good mornin' Sunshine." Abbie smiles as her raven ponytail swings behind her as she walks into Olivia's apartment.

"Mmm…not so good. I was studying until three this morning Abs." Olivia gratefully accepted the warm cardboard cup and gulped down the hot liquid.

"Too bad, you know you have to run with me." She smiles as her thick Texan accent slides off her tongue. Olivia nods in the affirmative and grabs a sweatshirt that's draped over the back of her couch.

"Lets go." She slips it over her head and braids her thick brown hair down the side of her head. Olivia downs the rest of her coffee then grabs two water bottles from her fridge and follows Abbie down her stairs onto the lawn of the quad.

They start jogging down the lit sidewalks of campus staying quiet, just listening to the sounds of their footsteps as the cool air whips around them, turning the tips of their noses pink. Olivia stretches her legs out as she runs, regretting the idea of shorts.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me it was cold?" Abbie laughs looking over at her.

"It is November, dear." Abbie shakes her head as she takes a drink from her water bottle. "So, since we're staying here over break…" Olivia knew what the tone of her voice meant.

"What do you want to do Abbie?" Olivia smiled rolling her eyes as they crossed the street running to a nearby park.

"Well I have a friend that goes to Brown and she said that they're going to this really wild party at Boston U. I want to go but I want you to go too." Olivia shook her head as they rounded a small bridge turning around to head back to her apartment.

"You know how I feel about "wild parties"." Olivia stated, slightly out of breath.

"C'mon Liv! It's just for the weekend! You're just going to mope around your apartment studying for the damn police academy." They crossed over the street again, stepping back onto campus.

"If you beat me back to my apartment, I'll go." Olivia smiled knowing that lately Olivia could outrun Abbie. Abbie nodded in agreement then took off, her long, toned legs stretching out as Olivia followed close behind. Olivia panted as they entered the quad, just a few more feet and she'd be at her on campus apartment building, but Olivia was a good four steps behind Abbie. She tried to speed up, stretching her legs as far as she could, the cold air rushing into her nose and causing her lungs to burn. Abbie jumped and landed on the first step of Olivia's stairs just as Olivia touched the railing.

"HA! I beat you girl! Guess who's going to Boston with meee? Youuuu!" She pointed at Olivia laughing as she struggled to catch her breath. Olivia rolled her eyes mentally kicking herself as she walked past Abbie and up the stairs. Abbie smiled following her. "C'mon Liv, don't be a sore loser. It was your idea!" Abbie walked into Olivia's tiny one bedroom apartment and closed the door behind them.

"I know." Olivia looked back at her friend. "When do we leave?" Abbie glanced down at her watch thinking.

"Hmm…it'll take us three hours to get to Boston so…be ready by two. Casey invited us to dinner with her before the party." Olivia looked at her.

"Casey? Casey Novak? The girl you're always freaking talking about? She's the reason you want to go to this party!" Abbie blushes slightly, her tan skin turning a light red color. She shrugged and walked to the kitchen to grab another bottle of water. Olivia smiled as she walked to her bathroom. "Maybe I'll meet a hot man who can sweep me off my feet and pamper me!" Olivia laughed as she turned on the shower.

"You never know Liv, you know Boston is always crawling with military men. You know how you love a man in uniform." Olivia rolled her eyes, stripping and stepping into the shower.

"I could never be in love with a man in the military, to much heartbreak and stress. I couldn't imagine not seeing my husband for months or a year at a time. Military wives are a special kind of woman." Abbie nodded even though Olivia couldn't see her and grabbed Olivia's remote. She turned on MTV as Simple Minds Don't You video was ending and Pat Benatar's Invincible came on. Abbie rocked her head to the beat as she waited for Olivia to get out of the shower.

Olivia stepped out of the shower wrapping a towel around her body as she plugged in her hair dryer and curling iron.

"Abs, the shower is free." Olivia walked out of the bathroom as Abbie jumped up and started dancing around to Bruce Springsteen's Summer of '69. Olivia laughed as she watched her friend dance around her small living room. Olivia shook her head walking over to the tv set and pushing the button to lower the volume.

"Alright Madonna, go!" She smiled as Abbie danced her way to the bathroom and turned the shower on. Olivia walked to her bedroom and looked in her closet for something to wear. She pulled out her favorite pair of Guess acid wash jeans and a ZZ Top shirt. She laid the outfit down on the bed pulling out a bra and panty set. Olivia slid her panties on then her jeans. She smiled at her favorite jeans, they were her only pair of Guess jeans so she only wore them on special occasions. Olivia put her bra on then walked to the bathroom.

"So how did you even meet Casey?" Olivia asked as she brushed her wet brown locks out.

"Um, I went to a track meet and Casey was on the Harvard track team. I beat her but she didn't have any hard feelings and asked if I wanted to go get coffee." Abbie smiled to herself as she washed her hair. Olivia smiled shaking her head. She had met Abbie her Freshman year. Abbie had just moved here from a small town in Texas, she had told Olivia that she wanted to be close to Manhattan since she was planning to work there as a lawyer. Olivia had joked that she could've gotten a hell of a lot closer than Siena. Olivia dried her hair, her long brown hair starting to become wavy. She curled her hair then teased it slightly. She didn't like the girls who teased their hair so high you couldn't see over them in class, plus her hair was so thick, it didn't need to be teased anymore. She grabbed a bottle of Aqua Net and sprayed the hell out of her hair as Abbie stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her. Olivia envied her naturally curly, jet black hair. Abbie just let her hair air dry and it always looked perfect.

Abbie walked into Olivia's room, rummaging through her closet and pulling out a pink ruffled skirt with a thick black elastic waistband.

"Why do you have this? I know you, Olivia Benson, would never wear this." Olivia laughed slipping her Grateful Dead shirt on.

"It was Serena's attempt at being a decent mother. Obviously she doesn't know me very well." Abbie smiled sadly, she knew Olivia longed for some kind of connection with her drunken mother but she knew she'd never have that.

"Well I'm wearing it." Abbie smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Olivia shrugged as Abbie pulled the tags off of it and slipped it on over her underwear. Abbie decided to go with the latest Madonna trend of not wearing a bra, not that she really had anything to put in a bra. She slid on a pink tank top and a black sweater with the neck cut out. Olivia slipped on a red pair of Converse high tops as Abbie grabbed Olivia's black heels. Olivia glanced at the clock and it was already 12:30.

"We still have to do our makeup. Then do you want to get some lunch before we leave?" Abbie nodded as she grabbed her makeup bag. Abbie applied thick mascara and black eyeliner along with some lipstick and blush. Olivia opted for mascara and clear lip gloss along with a little bit of blush.

Abbie scoffed, "I hate how pretty you are." Olivia laughed.

"What the hell are you talking about? You're exotic looking, that beats my normal looking self." Abbie shook her head knowing that Olivia's gorgeous curves beat Abbie's stick thin body any day. "Well I'm ready."

"Me too," Abbie agreed."Let's go get a sandwich from that deli down the road."

"Sounds good." Olivia smiled as she grabbed her keys and Abbie grabbed her purse. Abbie followed Olivia out of her apartment with an overnight bag. Olivia locked her door behind her then walked to her white Honda Civic. Abbie tossed the bag in the back seat and got inside putting in a mixed tape of their favorite bands.

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Elliot Stabler stepped out of his temporary housing unit in his uniform. His friends had convinced him to go to this party they heard about at Boston U. Elliot begrudgingly agreed after his best friend had asked him countless times over three days. Elliot looked at the picture of his beautiful baby Maureen that was inside of his hat then placed it on his head as he walked across the Navy base. He had finished his training a month before Maureen was born and just now received word that he needed to be temporarily transferred to a Naval base to await his assignment. He decided to leave Kathy and Maureen in their one bedroom apartment back in Queens until he knew exactly where he was going.

"Stabler!" Elliot turned and saw his friend Logan Smith waving at his from down the road. Elliot raised his hand as Smith jogged towards him. "Man are you ready to meet some babes tonight?" Elliot shook his head smiling.

"I'm married man, remember?" Logan rolled his eyes as he nodded.

"Yeah, but c'mon man. Half the men here are married and they've got a little something on the side. There's talk of us being shipped down to Cuba, you're not going to have a little fun before that?" Elliot shook his head. He didn't love Kathy, this he knew but he did love Maureen and he was going to do whatever was necessary to keep his small family together.

"I'm just not that kind of man. It's 20:00, lets get going." Logan nodded as he looked at the headlights of the truck approaching them.

"Here's our ride." Elliot and Logan climbed into the truck that had two guys Elliot hadn't met waiting inside. He decided to just stare out the window as they slowly made their way to a party house right off the campus of Boston University. It was a two story brick house with Christmas lights wrapped around the porch and college kids in various stages of drinking we're in the yard around a bonfire. Elliot found it odd that there weren't any greek letters visible in the yard or on the house.

"This isn't a Frat party?" Logan laughed looking at him.

"Uh hell no man, we don't mess with Frat Parties, this is an exclusive party."

"Exclusive?" Logan nodded smiling as the guy driving pulled into the yard and parked. Elliot climbed out from the back seat; he found it a little difficult with his large frame but squeezed out of the tight spot. Elliot fixed the jacket of his uniform and placed his hat on his head as he walked up the few steps onto the porch. Money For Nothing was blasting in the house as Elliot walked through the open door. He slipped his hat off and looked around, there were at least four dozen college students packed into the large living room and another dozen in the attached kitchen. Logan slapped Elliot on the back as he walked by him.

"Hey man!" He yelled over the music. "Just enjoy yourself for once! Just loosen up!" Elliot nodded as he ducked away and walked into the kitchen. There were couples in corners making out and students playing a drinking game around a folding table. Elliot decided to grab one of the countless red cups and filled it up with beer as he walked towards the back of the kitchen. He glanced to his right and saw a staircase with a chair in front of it trying to block it off from people. Elliot stepped over the chair and climbed up the narrow staircase.

Elliot found himself on the second floor, it was quieter but the walls vibrated with the beat of the music from the stereo downstairs. Elliot saw family pictures lining the walls as he walked down the hallway occasionally drinking from his cup. Elliot sighed and decided he felt like he was trespassing so he decided to walk down the larger staircase at the opposite end of the hallway. He once against sidestepped a chair and pushed through the throng of people and suddenly someone caught his eye.

Elliot looked to his left and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on dancing with a tan, very thin girl with black hair and a pale skinned red head. Elliot couldn't help but stare; she had the most beautiful olive colored skin and big brown eyes. He wanted to reach out and touch her gorgeous, thick, russet colored locks but figured that would be a little creepy. The tan colored goddess moved her body to an REO Speedwagon song; she looked so carefree and happy. Elliot knew he had to meet her, even if it was just to say hi.

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Olivia grabbed a new glass and walked outside to get a breath of fresh air. She was having a lot more fun that she had originally thought she would and was so out of breath from dancing she thought she was going to pass out. Olivia wrapped her arms around her as she sipped her beer, the November air cooling her overly heated skin. Elliot stepped onto the porch and spotted her immediately, the moon shined off of the sweat that covered her arms and face, she appeared to be glowing and she was just so beautiful. Elliot walked up behind her and cleared his throat startling Olivia. The auburn haired beauty turned around and looked up at the Marine behind her. He smile and she felt her knees go weak.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She laughed, embarrassed.

"It's okay, I was just off in my own world." She blinked, her long eyelashes framing her gorgeous golden eyes. She stared into his cobalt eyes, Olivia found herself wanting to reach out and stroke his strong jaw. "Olivia Benson." She held her hand out smiling.

Elliot grinned and reached out his hand, encompassing her small, soft hand in his large calloused one. "Elliot Stabler." Olivia flashed him another knee-weakening smile and Elliot realized he had been holding onto her hand for longer than he should have been. He cleared his throat dropping her hand and Olivia found herself longing to have contact with this man again.

"So what brings you to this party Elliot Stabler?" Olivia smiled holding her cup with both hands as she transferred her weight from foot to foot trying to stay warm. Elliot quickly shucked off his coat and wrapped it around Olivia's smaller frame. She smiled a thank you at him as his smell intoxicated her senses.

"I was drug here by a friend. You?" Olivia laughs.

"Same. My friend Abbie wanted to come and meet this girl she's been crushing on." Elliot looked at her.

"Abbie? Girl…" Olivia furrowed her brow.

"Yeah. She's gay. Is that a problem?" Olivia's body suddenly went on defense. Elliot smiled holding up his head.

"No, no, not at all. I was just curious. That's kind of hot actually." Olivia rolled her eyes. Elliot suddenly felt a pain of jealousy. "So are you…..?" Olivia looked up at him.

"Gay? No. You think just because I have a best friend who's a lesbian, I'm one as well?" Elliot smiled loving this feisty little brunette.

"No, I wanted to know if I had a chance actually." Olivia stopped and looked up at him, her eyes shining bright in the moonlight.

"Who said you have a chance?" She quipped smiling playfully. Elliot grinned, leaning down towards her.

"Just a feeling," Elliot fixed the hat on his head as he looked around. "Do you want to take a walk?" Olivia thought it over then slowly nodded.

"You should know, I don't always take walks with men I just met." She smiled as they walked towards the backyard that had a small bridge leading over a lake.

"You should know, I don't always invite strange women on walks." Olivia laughed punching him lightly on the arm.

"Strange?" He smiled tucking his hands in his dark dress pants, his tan shirt stretched over his large chest and thick arms. Olivia couldn't help but loop her arm through his muscular one as they walked across the bridge. Olivia stopped at the middle of the bridge and looked at the moonlight bouncing off the still water. Elliot slid his arm around her waist stepping behind her. Olivia melted back into his large frame, feeling at ease for the first time in months.

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