A/N: Ok this is the new version of this story and not everything will be the same. I hope you enjoy. Please read and review.

Disclaimer: Only own Lachlan.


Detective Olivia Benson was still reasonably young. She was only thirty-two years old with shoulder length silky dark brown hair, which was almost black, with the most beautiful mocha brown eyes. She was a beauty with naturally tanned, flawless skin but had had a troublesome childhood and a few secrets hidden deep inside. She just hoped she wouldn't have keep one hidden for much longer because she hated to hide it.

Detective Elliot Stabler looked up at his partner. The partner that he had gotten six months ago. He remembered that day very well.

Flashback

"Elliot! My office!" Captain Cragen called to his only partner-less detective.

Rolling his eyes, Eliot sighed as he got up out of his chair. He headed in to his superior officer's office and his eyes immediately caught sight of the most beautiful woman, he had ever laid eyes on.

'What's her name? I hope she is single. She's so beautiful,' he thought to himself, finding himself practically drooling like a teenager head over heels in love.

"Elliot, meet your new partner, Olivia Benson," Cragen started the introductions. "Olivia Benson, meet Elliot Stabler."

Olivia held out her hand for him to shake, with a smile.

Shaking her hand with a grunt, Elliot looked her up and down, "don't hold me back, Benson," he said, dismissively.

Olivia sighed. "I'll have you know that I have more experience then you know of. So you better hope that you don't hold me back," she replied, showing her true colours. Stubborn and independent.

Elliot nodded in surprise. "You're got some balls. I can work with that. Come on, we have a case," he said and led her out of the office. "A ten year old girl being abused by her aunt and uncle. Her legal guardians," he explained.

Olivia nodded. "Let's get to work then."

End Flashback

Feeling Elliot's eyes on her, Olivia looked up. She smiled. "What are you looking at, honey?" She asked her boyfriend.

They had started dating about four months ago and were very happy but Elliot could sense that she was hiding something from him. She rarely went out after work, always insisting that she had to go home. He'd never been inside her apartment or in her car. He hadn't even been able to look inside of her car before she would stop him. He had no idea what his girlfriend/ partner would be hiding from him, but he was determined to find out what.

"Just at the most beautiful woman in the world," he replied, causing Olivia to blush. "Come out for dinner with me tonight, baby. You've been saying 'no' for the whole four months that we have been dating. So please, baby," he practically begged her.

Olivia rubbed her sore neck and looked up at the clock. It was 5:28pm and she had to pick up her two year old son from daycare, which closed at six. "Sorry, hon, but I can't," she replied and got up, collecting her coat and keys.

She kissed him on the way out. "I love you. See you in the morning."

Elliot sighed. "Love you too. Bye," he muttered.

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Olivia was thinking to herself as she pulled in to the daycare center's parking lot. She knew that she should tell Elliot about her son, but she was so scared that he would freak out and leave her, just like her son's father had when she told him that she was pregnant.

She parked the car, turned off the engine and took out the keys before getting out and heading in to the building.

Upon entering the toddler room, she found her little man standing at the playdoh table, getting his little blue jeans and red t-shirt with a train on the front, dirty.

Lachlan James Benson was her proud and joy. He had short, soft sandy brown hair and eyes exactly like her's. Same shape and colour. The most gorgeous shape of dark brown.

The mother grabbed the boy's little blue bag from his hook just below his name tag and squatted down. "Lachie!" She called out for him, making her presence known.

Recognizing the familiar loving voice, the boy dropped the green playdoh, and turned around. Seeing his mother squatting down, his little face lit up brightly. He was so happy to see his mommy. "Mama!" He called out and ran in to her welcoming, open arms.

Olivia picked up her son, gave him a kiss and perched him on her hip, allowing him to bury his head in to her neck with a soft, content sigh.

The mother signed her son out and gave him a kiss on the cheek, heading toward the car.

"We go home, mama? You read me story?" He asked, innocently.

"Yes, baby. But what do you say to getting some take-away on the way home, little man?" She asked as she sat him in his car seat and buckled him in securely.

Lachlan clapped his hands and nodded. "Pwease."

"Certainly, my little man," Olivia replied with a smile and closed the car door.

Walking to the driver's seat, she looked back at her son through the car window. She hated leaving him so much and for so long in childcare. She always missed him so much while she worked.

But she was worried about Elliot's reaction to her being a mother, just as much. She was head over heels in love with the man and did not want to lose him, so she found his easier to just hide her son from him but her conscious was eating at her. She didn't like to deny her precious boy and she hated lying to the man she loved... But else could she do?

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Ten past eight found the mother and son sitting on the couch, stuffed. They had a nice dinner and ice cream sundaes for dessert and they were absolutely full. So they found themselves sitting on the couch in the living room, watching a kiddie movie, which Lachlan loved.

A knock on the front door startled the apartment's occupients. Olivia placed her tired son on her hip and headed to the door.

Opening it slowly, she was shocked to find her partner standing there.

Elliot's eyes opened as big as saucers in shock and surprise. "L..Liv? Y..you're a m...mother?" He stuttered the question.

Olivia licked her dry lips and sighed, nodding. "Yes, Elliot, I am...Come on in," she replied and opened the front door all the way to let him in.

The three sat down on the couch. Lachlan in his mother's lap, resting his head on her chest and Elliot sat down beside them. Olivia turned off the movie and turned to her boyfriend, waiting for him to say something. Anything.

Elliot rubbed his hands together in thought before looking up at the brunette and her son. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked, a touch of hurt evident in his voice.

The brown eyed detective kissed the crown of her baby boy's head and rubbed his back before looking back up at Elliot. "Because...I don't know. I guessed that you would freak out on me and leave me," she replied softly in complete honesty.

Elliot shook his head with a smile. "No way, babe. He's absolutely adorable," he told her and looked down at the toddler. "Hi, little buddy. What's your name?"

Lachlan held out his tiny hand, refusing to remove his head from the comfort of his mother's chest. Elliot shook it before he spoke, "I Lachlan. I two," he replied and held up two stubby little fingers.

"Wow, that's so cool," Elliot grinned for the boy. "My name is Elliot and I work with your beautiful mommy right here," he finished and kissed Olivia lightly on the cheek.

"Eww!" Lachlan laughed with childhood innocence. "Ewiot kissed mama."

Blushing, Olivia stood up skillfully, with a toddler on her front. "Not in front of Lachlan please, El. Come on, Lachie, time for bed, little man. I'll be back in a few, honey. Help yourself to a drink."

Nodding, Elliot waved to Lachlan. "Night, Lachlan."

Lachlan waved back over his mother's shoulder before leaning his tired head on her shoulder. "Night, night, Ewiot."

Elliot looked around the small living area, looking at all the photos. There weren't many but he noticed that they mostly contained Lachlan by himself, some of which were professionally done; photos of Lachlan and Olivia together and Lachlan and a red head. He would have to ask Olivia who the red head was. He even found a couple photos of him with Olivia and one of the squad.

Heading down the stairs, Olivia saw what Elliot was looking at. "The red head is Lachie's godmother. She's a lawyer."

Elliot was startled by Olivia's voice as she returned from putting Lachlan to bed. He watched as she sat down on the couch beside her before taking her hand in his. "What's her name?" He asked.

"Casey Novak," she replied.

"I think I've heard of her. The name sounds familiar."

Olivia nodded. "You probably do. She's handled some big cases lately."

Elliot gently squeezed her hand and looked in to her eyes. "Where did you meet her?"

Olivia sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "I...I met her when I sued Lachlan's father for child support," she replied and bit her bottom lip.

"Where is his father?" He asked. "If you don't mind me asking, baby."

"Last I heard he was getting married. The bastard walked out on me as soon I said the words, 'pregnant' and 'baby'. I wasn't going to worry about payments because all I care about is Lachlan, but I needed the money to help buy things for him, like the crib and stroller. Now, the money is in a trust for him, so he can go to university one day and have money when he needs it," she told Elliot.

Elliot kissed the back of her hand. "That's a good idea, baby," he whispered and cupped her cheek in his hands, starting a kiss.

Olivia deepened it and straddled Elliot as he laid back bringing her with him.

They'd been making out for about twenty minutes before a cry through the baby monitor sitting on the coffee table startled them.

"Mama! Mama, come! Dweam! Bad dweam!"

Olivia got off of her lover and sighed as she stood.

Elliot saw the smile on her face as she shook her head.

"I guess we had better get used to being disturbed by a certain little boy," she said and took Elliot's hand in her own. "Come with me. We can get him back to sleep together."