D/N: I was bored, and thought of this. Enjoy, and please comment. One-shot, duh!
THINKING OF HER
I can never understand my partner. It always seems like she has something that will always surprise me. Her name is Olivia Benson. She has been my partner for basicly almost a decade, and in that time, she never ceases to amaze me.
She has that chestnut hair. Beautiful brown eyes of chocolate. That amazing laugh, along with that amazing smile.
She is my partner, best friend, and I just wish she were more than that. She is everything to me, along with my children.
I sit here, thinking of her. Thinking of what she does, how she does it, and it will always bright my day up.
Sometimes, when she's pissed, we'll fight to the end where she will apologize for what she has said or done. I alway's say that 'it's alright', because it is. I may have deserved it anyway.
John Munch, of who we all call 'Munch', along with Odafin Tutola, who we call 'Fin', say's that when we fight, we fight like a married couple. And in return, Olivia and myself throw pens at them, and say 'shut up' at the same time. Or we say 'get a life'.
They laugh, and say that this is another example that we are good for each other. Olivia rolls her eyes, but I can see that smirk playing along her lips.
When she's sad, she'll call me late at night, asking if I'm not busy. My answer will always be 'no'. I go to her apartment, and I comfort her because I hate seeing when she is upset. It makes me pissed at the person who made her shed tears.
Me and her will hang out, and she will tell me everything that has happened, that made her this way. I rub my hand up and down her upper arm, and tell her that 'it will be okay'.
When she is happy, I am happy. We'll hang out, drink a beer or two and talk about our long days of work, or our lives at home.
We can tell each other anything, because that is what best friends do.
I sit here, just looking at her, and I think that I'm not even blinking.
Her phone rings, and answers it with 'Benson'. I smile without being seen by others. A moment later, she hangs up.
"We have to go," she says, grabbing her coat. "Warner got those test results back."
I nod, standing up and grabbing my coat from my partner. I smile, and say 'thanks', and she nods in return.
We walk out the door, on our way to pic up test results for this case we're working on.
I watch my partner walk down the hallways, and out the precient building.
Sometimes, I wish I could tell her how I feel about her. But in life, I know I never will. Just like every other day that comes our way.
We can't risk getting caught if we got 'too close' like we did with the Gitano case. I don't want to see her leave for another job. I never want to see her leave my side again. I lost her about three times already, I don't want it to happen again.
I watch her, without her noticing. I watch her take the keys and start the car. This is how things should always be. Me and her. Benson and Stabler, Stabler and Benson, partners, best friends and always will be, inseparable.