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Olivia Marie Benson walked in to the police academy for her first day. She was so nervous because she didn't know anyone. Her best friends Casey and Alex were going to law school. She had always been really shy, but she was determined to try and make friends. After all, when she's a cop, she'll need friends for all those hard cases and it also wouldn't hurt for her to know that someone had her back.

Olivia walked in to her first class and there in the back row was the most gorgeous guy that she'd ever seen. He had brown hair and the most beautiful striking cerulean blue eyes. "I wonder what he's name is." She thought to herself. As if he had heard her he looked up and smiled. This wasn't just a friendly 'hi, how are ya' grin, this was a full blown smile, that just happened to make her insides melt. She looked away quickly, making her way to a seat close enough to the front, but far back enough to admire that amazing handsome man that had secretly captured her heart.

Every time she felt him looking at her, she couldn't help but blush. She'd never felt so in love but she was too shy to tell him. Olivia sighed before looking at what the teacher was writing on the board. Noticing she missed a lot of notes, she hurried to catch up. She could feel his eyes on her, and just knew that he was laughing at her rushed actions.

Olivia was so embarrassed, especially when she felt a ball of paper be thrown at her head. She turned around and saw the guy laughing at her. Her cheeks were now a cherry red with embarrassment. But at the same time she was furious. How dare he joke around! Could he not tell how stressed she was? The fact that he wasn't taking her seriously was beginning to unnerve her.

When class came to an end, Olivia got up and walked out before feeling someone grab her wrist. She began to panic.

"Calm down." The guy said.

Olivia turned around and saw him smiling at her. She tried to flash a grin as she said, "Sorry, I'm so jumpy today. Must be first day jitters." She felt like a complete idiot.

The guy smiled. "No harm done. I'm Elliot Stabler."

Olivia smiled back, nervously. "I'm Olivia Benson. Nice to meet you."

"Same here." He replied. "So, is this your first Police Academy class?"

"Yeah." She grinned sheepishly. "Is it that obvious?"

"Yeah just a bit. Wanna go grab a coffee or have you got another class?" He asked with a smile.

Olivia blushed. She couldn't believe how nervous she was in front of this guy. "I've got a free period, so let's go for a coffee."

"Great, I know this place right around the corner. Are you hungry?" Elliot asked intent on keeping her talking.

"No, I had a big breakfast." She replied. Not that I could keep anything down with these nerves, she thought to herself.

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Elliot and Olivia sat in the little coffee shop but no words had been spoken.

"Are you gonna talk?" Elliot asked all of a sudden, trying to get Olivia's attention.

She jumped slightly and grinned. "Sorry, just thinking about class."

"Well give it a rest. We're taking a break, you can't think about Police Academy all the time."

Elliot could easily tell that she was lying but he decided to let it slip so he just nodded.

"So tell me about yourself, Elliot Stabler." Olivia said before taking a sip of her hot coffee.

"Well, not much to know. I'm from Queens. My dad was a cop, so I'm a cop. That's about the only thing I'll allow myself to share with him." Olivia noticed those beautiful eyes suddenly turned a dark color.

Changing the subject she said, "What field would you like to work in?"

"I'd like to work in Special Victims. How about you?"

"Special Victims." She replied with a smile.

"Any specific reason?" He asked, curiously.

It was Olivia's turn to clam up. "I just know someone who was raped, and didn't get any justice. I wanna make sure that doesn't happen again."

"Olivia..." Elliot decided to try and push the subject, knowing that she was hiding something that was hurting her deep inside.

"It's nothing, Elliot. Really." She said in a rush. Looking in his eyes, she knew he wasn't going to let it go. He looked so sincere. So she decided to try and open up to him. What's the worst that could happen?

Olivia took a deep breath. "I'm the product of my mother's rape." She said in a rush before taking a quick glance at her watch. "I've gotta go, I'll see you." She said and rushed out.

"Olivia, wait! Please, talk to me. I'm here to listen, tell me anything." Elliot said after he had chased her down.

"I...I can't." She mumbled before running off. She thought she was ready to have someone besides Casey and Alex knows her deepest, darkest secrets but she wasn't.

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That night at home Olivia kept thinking of her lunch with Elliot. She had told Casey and Alex everything about him EXCEPT the end of the conversation. She wasn't ready to talk about that subject again for the day. Olivia found herself crying herself to sleep that night. She had to talk to her mother and make peace with her. She couldn't fight with her anymore.

The next day she went to class and Elliot tried every way he could think of to get her attention. After class he caught her on her way out and asked her to go for coffee again.

"I...I c-can't..." She mumbled. "I have to see someone else."

"Oh..." was all he could muster up and she walked away with tears in her eyes.

Olivia rushed off as Elliot watched in disbelief. "Olivia!" He tried to call her back but she rushed down the old cracked side walk of a Manhattan street, ignoring his calls.

She had to see her mother. She got to the school where her mother was working to find she was sent home for coming to work drunk. Ashamed, Olivia turned away from the principal and walked to her mother's house. She knocked on the door, only to receive no answer so she used the spare key and walked in. She gasped in shock at what she saw in the living room.