Olivia ad Fin really hit it off, but when Fin's ex charges him with rape, can their trust and love for each other persevere?

Summary: Olivia and Fin have kept their relationship secret for over half a year. One day, however, Ken approaches Olivia with some disturbing news, his mother is pregnant, and in a desperate attempt to keep her spousal support, she is charging Fin with rape. The only way to save him is to reveal their relationship, but can Olivia do it?

Discailmer: Because I need one, aparently. I do not own SVU, thought there will probably be a few OC's thrown in because I feel like it. Anyway, the original belowngs to Dick Wolf.

Olivia Benson rolled over to look at the blank wall next to her bed.

She blinked at it curiously for a moment before sighing and looking up and over her shoulder at her bedside table, over the lump her bed-mate was making under the covers, to see that it was, indeed, time to get up.

Sighing again, she turned over enough to poke the lump under the covers.

She received a grunt in reply, but the lump didn't budge.

Olive rolled her eyes at the ceiling and poked the lump again, harder.

Another uninterested grunt.

Olivia groaned.

Sighing, she rolled out of bed, her feet hitting the cold floor without a sound.

Grabbing her robe from a nearby chair, Olivia pulled it on over her naked body before addressing the lump, not even bothering to turn around as she fished clothes out of her dresser.

"Time to get up." She said.

Another grunt.

Olivia sighed.

"Look," she said, turning around to address her bed.

"If we don't go soon, we'll both be late, and Craigen will have kittens. Or worse, Elliot and Munch will start asking questions."

"Screw Craigen," came the disgruntled reply. "This bed is warm and comfortable."

"Fine," said Olivia, chuckling. "But I'm not gonna be the one explaining why you're wearing the same clothes as yesterday or why you smell like me."

A yelp followed this statement, the lump shifted, and Fin Tutuola scrambled out from under the covers a second later, only succeeding in tangling himself in the sheets, before falling ungracefully to the floor.

Olivia's laughter filled the air as the former Narcotics Detective swore at the unfortunate 500-count king size he was currently fighting with.

"That's not funny, Livvy." He said, mock glaring at her from the floor, while Olivia just kept chuckling at him from across the room.

"Au Contraire, Detective." Said Olivia through her laughter.

"Would ya help me out here, or are ya just gonna laugh your cute little ass off all morning?"

"Gasp. Detective Tutuola, how unshivulrous of you. Since when do you know what my ass looks like?" asked Olivia in a mock horrified voice.

"Since 6 months ago, baby girl, now help me up so I can go home and change."

"Very well, if you do insist." Said Olivia smugly, dropping her clothes on a chair before walking across the room to kneels beside Fin.

Untangling the sheet was slightly more trouble than it had, at first, seemed.

Fin sat there, glaring at the wall over Olivia' head, until she had managed to get the sheet untangled most of the way.

"Hey," said Fin. "I'm still stuck."

"I know." Said Olivia seductively, before straddling Fin waist and pushing him back to the floor, grinning like an idiot.

"I thought you said we didn't have time to play these games." Said Fin, smirking up at Olivia, who simply smiled sweetly.

"I lied, or did you forget it's our day off?" she asked, smiling mischievously.

"That seemed to have slipped my mind," growled Fin as he reached up to tug on the belt to Olivia's robe, letting it gently fall from her shoulders before he pulled it quickly from her body, before flipping them over, so he was on top.

"You do know you're gonna have to pay the price for lying, though?" he growled into her neck, his hands gliding over her body, caressing her gently.

"Anything," she gasped, arching her back to press up against him.

Fin smiled, kissing Olivia with all the passion that he could muster.