Hey guys! I just wanted to say that this is my second fanfiction, and I can't wait to get reviews on it! This is a new story that I had in mind, and I had to post it before I went insane! This story is A/U mostly, but also canon somewhat. I am having writers block on my first fanfiction We were Both Young, sorry! I need your ideas! Lol. And I wouldn't mind ideas for this story either! I also woudn't mind making at few friend(s) on this site to help with my stories to give ideas, and to just talk and get to know eachother. I am only 13, I love writing (Obviously), my fave show is Law and Order: SVU, my fave actress is Mariska Hargitay and Katey Sagal, and I have 6 dogs! Just trying to develop a plot. Sorry if the first post is a little much to take in, I love writing and when I start I can't stop! I am a major Bensler, Felinda, Mabot fan! So, basically, I pair them in my stories. I don't do femslash or slash, sorry. I am not into it. I want to dedicate this story to Bensler, she's a great author, even though I have never talked to her, she deserves this dedication. Sorry for rambling!

Disclaimer: Don't own SVU settings or characters. Though, I think that Dick Wolfe needs to get some perscription glasses, because if he doesn't see the major chemistry between Elliot and Olivia, he's definately blind.

CHAPTER ONE: A RASH DECISION

RESIDENCE OF JASON AND OLIVIA NELSONER

HARLEM, NEW YORK

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER

1986

Never bite the hand that feeds you, or it'll definately bite back. Hard. Olivia Juilet Benson Nelsoner learned that the hard way. She was never the type to settle for control freaks, but that side of Jason Derrick Nelsoner hadn't come out until four years into their marrige.

He was always telling her when she could leave, when she had to be back, where she had to go, and what she was to do when she got there. That wasn't her choice lifestyle; though she didn't have a choice. She either followed the rules, or she would get beaten mercilessly.

She now stood in the bathroom of their penthouse apartment, starring at her almost newd self in the bathroom mirror. She was adorned in contusions big and small, bruises, and numerous blotches. She slid a hand onto her pertruding stomach, wondering how long she was going to be able to hide this from her fellow colleauges and captain at work. She was an officer for the 8-8 here in Harlem, her CO Captain Nick Dailey. He was a father figure to her, one of the only people she had to really talk to, next to ADA Sonya Dianna Paxton. Though she hadn't even told her about the baby yet, and it was already 4.5 months along.

She slipped into her new black dress slacks which were 2 sizes larger than she actually wore, which was a 3. Sighing she buttoned up her matching black dress-shirt which was also 2 sizes larger than her normal attire. She clipped on her silver badge, and positioned her gun in its' holster along with her tazer and reciever. Looking in the mirror she grumbled, seeing the bruises she had forgotten to cover with her make-up.

After returning her concealers to her bag she wandered out into the living room which she found empty. Smiling slightly she raced ot the door and grabbed her hat, purse, and case files that she abandoned on the sidetable by the front door. She groaned inwardly as her phone rung loudly, shrieking Sonya's ringtone. She whined sadly as she heard her husband Jason sigh and slip out of bed. 'So much for sneaking out this morning.'

"Nelsoner," she voiced into the phone.

On your way to work sleepy head?
"Yeah on the way out Sonnie. Uh, we have a court trial at 8:00 right?"

Exactly what I was calling you about. Just wanted to remind you. And uh, wanted to ask if you wanted me to grab you a donut and coffee for you when you get to work? They have strawberry filled!

"Oh, that sounds amazing," she moaned softly. But apparently her baby didn't agree with her, she felt a flutter of dissagreement. "Ya know what? I don't want any coffee. I started drinking tea. And I'm not feeling into the pastry anymore."

What?You always beg me to get a donut hole for you!This has been going on for 12 weeks at least!

Sonnie suddenly gasped.

'Darn it.' Thought Olivia. 'She knows.'

Olivia Juliette Benson Nelsoner? Are you pregnant?

"Yeah." Jason had finally come out of the bedroom, putting on his tie. He mouthed, 'who's that?', before hugging her from behind. She winced, the tender bruises being agitaded again. "Sonnie," she whispered to him," I'll see you soon Sonya. Alright, bye." She hung up before turning around and kissing Jason forcefully on the cheek. "I gotta go Jase, I gotta trial to attend today."

"Alright. I see yah when you get home," he said this as a command, not a simple gesture.

"Okay."

8-8 PRECINCT

HARLEM, NY

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER

1986

Olivia trotted into the precinct, her protective hand sliding off of her stomach before she evoked stares. She sat down at her desk across from her partner David Louis Brent. He had dark hair and green eyes with a muscular build and a few war scars from out in the field. He was in his late thirties, 37 to be exact, 12 years older than her. He looked up instantly, smiling as his partner sat down at her desk.

"Good morning sunshine," he chided his smle growing that more wider, " sleep well?"

"Not really, my backs been killing me lately," which was the partial truth. "What about you?"

"Yeah, if it wasn't for the old lady with the wailing dogs in the apartment nextdoor to me. They were up all night, yelping and wimpering and squaking. I couldn't close my eyes for a second without opening them again."
She laughed a little. "I feel bad for even more now, I guess living alone does have its' setbacks." She smirked as she stood unsteadily, almost stumbling backwards.

"You okay?" He asked concerned rising from his seat.

"Yeah. Just great."

"Hey, Olivia, come talk to me? Has anything been going on at home?" He stepped foward and placed a hand on her shoulder, hearing her hiss in pain.

"Sore shoulder," she covered quickly.

"Yeah, come with me."

He grasped her forearm gently, leading her upstairs to the locker room which was thankfully empty. "Let me see your shoulder," he asked firmly but softly.

"What? No."

"Let me see it Olivia," he said sternly this time.

Unwillingly she complied, unbuttoning her dress shirt, revealing a white tank beneath. There on her shoulder was a large purple and red bruise. He gasped his eyes trailing from her shoulder to the other bruises and scrapes on her body. "Who did this 'Livia?"

"No one," she said jerking her shirt back but failing, causing it to come out of her pants. It slipped upward, revealing her stomach to him.

She fumbled quickly with the shirt, berating herself for the slip.

"You're pregnant?"
She didn't respond. All she did was glare at the buttons of her uniform as she tried desperately to redo it. "Yeah. You seen enough already?" She scowled before sitting on the bench behind her, finally managing to fix her shirt.

David sat next to her, running a hand over his face as he looked over to his partner. Her short dark hair drooping over her eyes. "How far along are you?"

"4.5 months."

"Did your husband do this to you?"
"Of course he got me pregnant you idiot."

"No, I meant the bruises Olivia."

"N-no."

"Yeah he did. Olivia, you need to report him. You can't continue letting him do this to you."

"I can't David. He is the father of my child, and I cannot raise it on my own. I need him."

"What happens if one day he hits your stomach in the wrong place? What happens then? You could hurt the baby." He was hoping it would get to her, it was possible, and he didn't want that to happen.

"He wouldn't ever do that."

"Olivia, if he hurts you, he'll have no problem hurting this innocent child inside of you. There's no telling what he'll do," he had shining sympathy in his eyes.

"But what if he gets bail and comes after me then, huh?"

"Then we'll have someone to tail him. I won't have anyone hurt you."

"Fine."

Hope you all like it. I am trying to get you all familiarized with where she works at first before I introduce Liv to the detective we all know and love for the first time! Please review!