AN: so I know I have like three other stories to work on but as far as 'Venture' which is EO vs Tuckson, I've decided not to continue it indefinitely, mostly because I wanted to make it at least on point with the show but didn't expect them to break up. Like if you're going to give them a break up, they could've at least led it up better, because that was a bullshit and awkward breakup. How do you go from being happy to all of sudden eh it's over...still don't know what was 'complicated' but anyway I'm going to being working on this tuckson story, my other tuckson story, and my EO vs AO story.

Anyway enjoy.

Dodds...Dirty...Drugs.

The words played through his head as he read over the file in his hand. He would have approached this case headstrong, like any other case. So many cops, especially rookies, always ended up going dirty. For drugs, sex, gang protection, and an increase in street cred. He'd intimidate them in investigation, to the point they'd just admit under pressure to abusing the badge, most getting away with retirement, willing to turn in their shield if it meant staying out of prison. However, this was the chief. Chief Dodds to be exact. A man he'd despised since the academy.

Ed Tucker would resent the man until the day he died.

"C'mon Ed," Dodds smirked, "it's not like any other woman is going to give you any, might as well pay,"

"I said no!," a young Tucker snapped as he looked out the car window. "Now take me home,"

"Well I want one," Dodds smiled. William watched the half naked prostitutes that stood along the sidewalk, a bit impressed they were surviving the harsh winter breeze.

"Screw this," Ed groaned, as he climbed out of the car.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm walking home," Tucker snapped as he slammed the car door.

Thinking his roommate would try and persuade him back into the car, or at least drop this ridiculous idea and drive them home, Dodds drove off, leaving him in the street.

"Fucking bastard," Ed mumbled. He looked around, concerned that Dodds had left him in a hazardous looking neighborhood, a few sketchy people walking the streets along side the prostitutes.

"Shit!," he yelled, jumping onto the sidewalk, out of the way of a honking car. The car had nearly ran him over, without even attempting to stop. Already pissed that he was abandoned in the middle of the night, Ed stood to his feet. He grabbed an empty beer bottle from a pile off the ground and flung it right at the car. Ed smirked smugly as he shattered the cars rear windshield, until the dark toyota suddenly stopped.

"Fuck," he groaned, turning to sprint away. He could hear the tires of the car screech, without a doubt in reverse, but he refused to look back and see. Relieved to finally reach a narrow alley, he begin to run through them, as if he were running through a knocked over a few trash cans and stepped in different puddles he sure weren't just water, but it was too dark to tell.

"Dammit!" he cried. He had ran into someone, both of them falling to the wet ground. He was on top of whoever it was, their heels digging into his ankles.

"Get the fuck off of me," a husky feminine voice hissed. He felt the woman lying underneath him push him off of her, quickly standing to her feet. He groaned as he stood up himself, a bit disgusted that he got his clothes dirty.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, finally looking up at her. He felt his face warm up as he saw the young woman. Her long dark hair in curls, falling to her chest. Her rose colored lips formed in a frown as beautiful brown eyes stared back at him. He almost feli like he could get lost in them. He shook his head, sighing, "I'm so sorry,"

"Yeah, well watch where they fuck you're going," she snapped. He looked at her closely, seeing that she had little clothing leaving her bronze skin exposed. It was clear she was a working girl.

"I'm sorry," he repeated. Rolling her eyes, she started to walk away until he softly grabbed her wrist. "Wait! I...ugh...need help,"

He shivered a bit once she looked him up and down. She smirked. "Sorry but I'm done for the night, find another girl,"

"No no no no no," he quickly said, "I meant could you tell me where I am? I'm a bit lost,"

"Brooklyn," she shrugged.

"Fucking great," he sighed.

"Where are you going?"

"Queens,"

He had enough money for the ride home, but he was worried about leaving her alone. Especially when some of the people he ran past didn't looked like they'd leave her alone dressed like that in the middle of the night. But there was something about her...like even though she was half naked, she could still defend herself from some creep on the street. He studied her a bit more, she looked a bit younger than he did but apart from her gorgeous features, he noticed she looked malnourished.

"Come with me," he said softly.

She raised an eyebrow at him and frowned. "Look I said I'm finished for the night and if you try to touch me-"

"Look," he interrupted, a bit annoyed, "I just meant...dinner,"

"It's damn near eleven thirty,"

"Please," he smiled, wanting to at least feed the woman. He tensed up watching her think a little. She looked down, biting her lower lip.

"Fine," she sighed, "but try anything..."

"I won't,"

He tried to talk to her as they walked the streets in search of a 24 hour diner. She ignored him, only answering his questions with lazy grunts he couldn't distinguish as yes or no's.

Once they found a 24 hour Chinese place, he ordered for them, purposely paying for a lot in hopes she's take the rest home. She looked a little annoyed, clearly catching on to what he was doing but still thanked him none the less.

"What's your name?" he asked her. She stayed silent, chewing on her fortune cookie.

She began to speak, reading off the fortune in her hand. "You will meet someone that will love you the way you deserve to be loved," she shook her head, "bullshit,"

He opened his cookie, giving it to her before reading his own fortune aloud, "Love is like war, easy to stop begin but hard to stop," he scoffed, "sooo...bullshit,"

They looked each other chuckling a bit. He held out his hand.

"Ed," he said, "Ed Tucker,"

She bit her lip again, hesitantly reaching her hand out, gripping his. She watched as his large but soft hand held hers. "Olivia," she murmured, "but that's all you're getting,"

"Fine by me," he smiled.

The two ate, only speaking about sports and music. He had nearly begged her to take the rest of the food and luckily getting tired of him, she had finally agreed. He'd offered to take her home but she turned him down, remaining guarded. He didn't blame her but she did allow him to call her a cab. Ed was finally on his third cab driver, finally getting a cab driver that was chivalrous enough to get her home safely, since the first two seemed to disrespectfully eye her like a piece of meat. Ed wouldn't be satisfied until he made sure Olivia made it safely home, and they way the first two looked at her made him feel a bit uneasy, knowing what they would have done to her. After paying the cab driver, he watched her cab drive off until getting his own and once he got himself home, he ignored William for the next two weeks.

The next year after graduation, he had become a rookie officer. Sadly, he was once again had the disadvantage of being partnered with fellow rookie William Dodds. He had thought he had enough of the man in the academy but apparently not.

Just a few weeks into foot patrol, Dodds had already taken three bribes. Tucker, not seeing it as a big deal and also not wanting to rat out Dodds four weeks into the job. He didn't want his reputation to become 'Tucker the rat'. So he didn't feel the need to report him.

It was also when he say her again. It was late at night and Ed was barely listening to William talk about the latest football game. He has lifted his head from the patrol car window once he began to hear a woman screaming out for help. Quickly he jumped out the patrol car, running towards a dimly lit alley, following the woman's cries for help. Once he got there, he recognized her immediately, except her eyes were shut tight with a grimace. A masked man held her against the brick wall, his forearm on her neck and his other hand lifting her dress.

Furious, Ed ran to the masked man, pulling him off her, before tackling to the ground. He didn't notice Dodds behind him, lifting Olivia into his arms. Ed snatched the mans mask off, revealing a shocked and ironically scared pale kid. Ed was still oblivious to Dodds and began to punch the man.

"Hey! Hey! Tucker, enough!" William yelled. Dodds groaned once Ed stopped, examining the damage. The woman's attacker had a bloody lip and a broken nose.

"Ow!" the man cried once Tucker roughly turned him onto his stomach, his knee digging into the man's back.

"Shut up," Ed spat. Looking over his shoulder he saw a concerned Dodds looking down at the unconscious brunette in his arms.

"She passed out," William told him.

Ed nodded. Still making sure the man was immobile, Ed used his police radio to call for backup and an ambulance. He noticed her purse on the ground and reached for it, wanting to find any I.D. He grabbed the purse, managing to use one hand, to pull out her wallet. Flipping it open, he didn't find it immediately. Her license was hidden behind another flap and under two other cards.

"Olivia Benson," he said," that's her name,"

"Hmmm," Dodds mumbled, looking down at her, "looks too decent to be working the streets...sad,"

Ed didn't respond, withholding the fact that he'd seen her before and already knew that she was a prostitute.

As they heard the ambulance,Dodds, still holding Olivia in his arms, walking out of the alley. William groaned at the sight of a growing audience, watching as the officer held an unconscious woman. Olivia began to wake up, her moaning causing Dodds to look back down at her. Her eyes opened to meet a pair of light blue, staring back at her. A handsome police officer with thick dark hair was holding her in his arms.

"Hey there," he smiled, making her face flush, "got here just in time...that guy won't bother you anymore okay?"

"Thank you," she whispered. Mistaking the man that held her as her savior, she wrapped her arms around his neck, lying her head against his chest.

"It's what I do," Dodds smirked. As both of them seemed to be intrigued by one another, behind them Ed looked in disbelief and disdain. He shook his head walking the man he saved her from to the patrol car that pulled up.

Later that day he had asked for a new partner.

It didn't take long for Dodds charm to influence her and just a few months later he had heard they'd gotten married. No one knew of her shameful past but Ed and Dodds, but Ed didn't have the heart to tell anyone...no matter how much he wanted to humiliate Dodds. While Chief Dodds infuriated him, his wife was a woman that deserved the upmost respect.

He watched her from across the cafe, her son on her hip. Her voice seeming the most distinguished of all the other voices in the cafe. He had seen her last week at the NYPD gala, dressed in a red dress that fit her curvaceous figure perfectly, but she was with Dodds. She was the Chief's wife, his arm around her and kissing her throughout the entire gala, men too intimidated by her husband to approach her for a dance no matter how much they (including himself) wanted to.

Now he watched her from across the cafe, and even seeing her dressed in jeans and a t-shirt he appreciated how beautifully she aged, looking more gorgeous now than how she did when she was young. Her body was more full and slender, ampler breast and thicker thighs. Her hair was shorter and lighter, with a few blonde highlights. Wrinkles and crows feet did nothing to deter from how gorgeous she was.

She was too good for Dodds. While he hadn't spoken to her all that much, he'd heard of her charity work, advocacy, and lectures, mostly focusing on helping get girls, boys, men, and women off the streets...having experienced the world of prostitution and sex trafficking herself. So she couldn't possibly be in on the implied drug scandal with her husband...she mostly likely didn't even know about him being involved. That was if he was involved but Ed had a feeling he was.

He was startled when someone began speaking to him.

"Captain Tucker?"

Ed looked up, seeing Olivia smiling down at him, her son now standing beside her. Her son looked at him with brown eyes, his mouth full of whatever pastry his mother had bought him. Olivia held a frappucino in her hand, her other holding onto her sons hand.

"Hello," Ed said, half-smiling.

"Hey," she chuckled, "can you say hi Noah...can you tell Tucker hi?"

"Hi," Noah said softly.

"All the seats are full," she said and pointed to the empty side of the booth, "do you mind if we...,"

"No, by all means," he said.

Olivia let Noah slide in, before she sat down beside him. Ed finally gave them a real smile, happy to have the two sitting across from him. Olivia sippied a bit of her drink before glancing at the file on the table.

"What are you working on?" she asked, nodding towards the file.

"Nothing," he mumbled. He quickly closed the file and laid it in the seat, covering half of it with his thigh.

"Oh I get it," she playfully gasped, "it's confidential,"

"Yeah," he said, giving her a sad smile.

Okay so I am going to continue this one and the other two I'm working on but like I stated earlier I will not be working on the EO/Tuckson , I apologize for any mistakes. because I swear I'll write things but for some reason disappear after I save them anyway...

TBC...

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