Well, folks, here I am, back for another SVU story! This is the sequel to You've Changed Me, so it helps to have read it before you read this one, or else you will hopelessy confused. LOL!

Pairings: E/O (of course) and a possible J/C (hmmmm?)

Rating: PG

Love to all, Gilmore (who is counting down the days until SVU Season 10 comes on NBC! Woot!)

Disclaimer: Sadly, two people had to have a son named Dick Wolf who created the SVU characters. However, my creative brain came up with Danielle Stabler, so I claim her! HA!

"Danielle, come on! This is the last shop I wanna look at before we take you to workshop," Olivia Benson said to her sixteen year old stepdaughter, Danielle Stabler, while walking down West 123rd in New York.

"Liv! Slow down, you can't move so fast. You are four months along for crying out loud. You should be slowing down," Danielle exclaimed as she followed Olivia into a bridal shop. She, along with Olivia's best friend, Casey Novak, were searching for Olivia's wedding dress for her upcoming wedding to Danielle's father, Elliot Stabler, who was Olivia's partner at the Manhattan Special Victims Unit of the NYPD. Danielle was a detective in training at the same unit.

Danielle collapsed in the chair while Olivia and Casey entered the dressing room.

Well, I never saw it coming, I shoulda started running a long long time ago

Danielle opened her phone when Daughtry went off in her pocket and saw her father was calling her. "Hi, Daddy," Danielle said as she answered it.

"Are you at workshop yet?" Elliot asked, referring to the dance workshop Danielle was taking this summer.

"No. Liv and Casey had to look at one more store before we went. They're looking for a dress that will fit Liv's baby bump, and apparently it's not working, and, on top of it all, I am walking around New York in a black tank top, black footless tights, and black jazz shoes! It's pathetic and I am burning up!"

"Calm down, Dan, you know Olivia has to find the perfect things, considering she'll be five months along when the wedding comes ."

"I know, Dad. It's frustrating, that's all."

"I know, babe. It's alright."

"Oh thank god! We're leaving. I gotta go, Dad. I'll talk to you soon. Love you, bye!"

"Love you too, Dan. Bye," Elliot said as he hung up the phone.

After the workshop, Danielle and her best friend Melissa were passed out on the floor, trying to catch their breaths after the intense class.

"Six dances in one day? I'm beat and I have to go to the precinct straight from here," Danielle said as she pulled on capris over her tights.

"Don't you ever wish you were just a normal teenager who lives in New York?" Melissa asked as she watched her best friend pull on a tee shirt over her tank top.

"No way! I love working up there. It's actually something where I feel like I belong, besides here, of course," Danielle replied as she brushed out her hair.

"Whose ride is a man who is arguing about the best and worst things of JFK?" One of the girls, Caitlyn, called out.

"Gray hair, kinda northern sounding?" Danielle yelled back.

"Yep," Caitlyn replied.

"That's mine. See you guys," Danielle said exaperatedly as she raced to the front desk and found John Munch, arguing with the front desk lady.

"Munch," Danielle called as she pointed out the door. John moaned as he followed Danielle out the door.

"Why are you talking to her about JFK? Don't you have a girlfriend?" Danielle asked, referring to former ADA Casey Novak. At Olivia's Birthday/Anniversary/Engagement party, John had asked Casey to be John's date for the weddng, but they decided to try out a relationship before the wedding. They had been seeing each other for about two months now, ever since the engagement party.

"I'm not allowed to socialize with other women, especially who is very outspoken about her views?'' Munch asked.

"Not the dance receptionist, you're not. Why are you picking me up?"

"Your dad went on a call and Liv is still shopping. I swear her and Casey could try on a million dresses and never find the one that will cover that always growing bump of hers."

"You know Liv and Casey. They will not stop, especially Casey," Danielle giggled.

Cause when push comes to shove, you taste what you're made of...

Rascall Flatts blared in her pocket as she pulled out her phone and answered it, knowing it was Olivia.

"Dan? We're at the doctor. Can John bring you to Morrison's?" Olivia said as soon as Danielle said hello.

"Is everything alright?" Danielle asked.

"Yeah, just a checkup," she replied.

"Alright. I'll be there in a sec," Danielle said as she told Munch what Liv had said.

"What am I? A dang chauffeur service?" Munch mumbled as he pulled to a stop in front of the doctor's office.

"Thanks, Munch," Danielle said as she shut the door and waved goodbye to Munch. But as Danielle opened the door, she had no idea she was about to get the shock of her life just upstairs.

What's the shock of her life? Plus, will Liv ever find the dress of her dreams? All to be revealed!

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