In high school, you're told to expect the unexpected, and sometimes the unexpected isn't always what you thought it would be. Elliot Stabler was a senior getting ready for college. Captain of the football and basketball teams, and dating one head cheerleader named Kathy O' Connell. Olivia Benson was a timid and shy bookworm Sophmore.

On this particular day, however, Elliot and Olivia had a new fate for them. They knew each other, their lockers were next to each others, and they had calculus together.

Elliot walked into school with buddies Chris, Steve, Rick, and Bobby. They ignored the fact that Bobby was a little more nervous than normal, and walked directly to the cheerleader table, where Kathy sat. Elliot pecked Kathy's cheek and glanced over at Olivia who had her nose in a book like she always did. He thought it was interesting that she delved into a different book everyday, as if she went to a different universe.

The bell rang and everyone went in different directions to their classes. Elliot slowly followed Olivia to calculus class, watching her read as they went. Olivia was pretty smart, she was the only sophomore paired with Elliot in a class full of seniors.

They got to class, and jotted a few notes down on their pads, while the teacher prepared for class, "Hey, Olivia."

She looked at him stunned. He never really conversed with her unless it was about calculus. "Hello, Elliot."

They couldn't continue because te teacher started, but Elliot tried again as they made their 

way to their lockers on the opposite side of the quad.

"Hey, Olivia, I need a tutor for calculus, would you mind?"

"wouldn't you rather have Kathy tutor you, isn't she in advanced calculus?"

"Yeah, well, I need someone I need someone I can focus with Kathy, her tongue would just end up down my throat…please?"

"Ok, one condition."

"Ok, name it."

"I can't tutor you at my house.

"Ok, but why not at your house?" Elliot asked confused.

"My mom doesn't like guests over."

"Oh, ok, my place, six?" Olivia nodded and they continued to rifle through their lockers.

Suddenly a loud pop came out of nowhere and being that his father was a cop, he instinctively pulled Olivia down with him. Three more pops soon followed, and Elliot arm seered with pain. He knew he was shot. Elliot looked at Olivia and motioned for her to crawl to the Men's room three feet from them. "Go." He whispered.

She nodded and crawled through the door to the men's room, Olivia got up when she reached the bathroom. Elliot crawled in behind and she shut and locked the door.

Elliot laid back against the wall, his right arm lying limply at his side. Olivia pulled off her blouse, reavealing her in a tight blue tank top. She took the blouse and tied it around his arm keeping the knot over the wound for pressure.

She felt Elliot's gaze drift to her, and she stood and paced attempting to block the fact that she was alone in a bathroom with the most popular guy in school.

"You okay?" he asked getting up.

"You need to stay seated, your arm can only take so much."

"I'll be alright, thanks to your shirt." He held up his arm lightly and chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. She smiled slightly and Elliot caught it. "Was that a smile?"

She nodded lightly, "Wow, I liked it, a smile suits you."

"When can we leave, I'm hungry." Olivia started toward the door, in an attempt to change the subject from her smile.

Elliot caught her and took her hand that went for the lock, "We can't leave, not until the police get here besides we'll be safer here."

He gently pulled out a slightly crumpled Hershey bar, "Thanks." She took it and opened it eating it slowly.