This is my first FanFiction and it's about my two favorite Special Victims Unit detectives – Olivia Benson and John Munch.

Chapter 1

There Olivia Benson sat at her desk in the 1-6 precinct, looking at him. She was not sure why she was into him. They had been working together for over ten years, but she just recently fell for him. Or maybe she just recently noticed she had fallen for him. It was a weird thought: her with John Munch, the crazy, old conspiracy theorist. They had always really close friends and sometimes even partners. They had had some moments, but it she could have imagined it. He was probably just being nice. Was it his looks? Was it his always sarcastic attitude? Was it the way she thought he looked at her? She couldn't figure out an answer. The only thing she knew was she had fallen for him – hard.

"Hey, Elliot," Olivia acknowledged her partner as he walked in. She did not take her eyes off John.

"Are you staring at Munchie-pie? Again?" Elliot Stabler responded with a laugh, sitting down at his desk. He was the only person who knew about her secret. They were partners, after all.

"I wish I never told you about that," she told him in a low voice, glaring at him. She was so into John that she didn't realize Elliot was joking.

"Aw, come on Liv. We're partners and best friends. There is no way you could have hidden it from me. I bet I could talk to some people and pull a few strings and maybe, just maybe, I could get him to talk to you more. Maybe even get him to ask you out. Odds are, you are both smarter and prettier than all four of his ex-wives. Combined." He grinned.

"Seriously?" Olivia paused for a moment, trying to read him. Elliot was being genuine.

"You would? Thank you!" She engulfed him in a huge hug. On a serious note, she added, "Do you think he's a good kisser?"

"You're welcome!" he laughed, squeezing her tighter. "And I don't think I'm the right person to answer that question. If he is, don't tell me."

As Olivia and Elliot hugged and laughed, John watched in envy. At that moment, like every other moment Elliot was with Olivia, he wished he was Elliot. They had so much alone time. They were so close. But John knew there was nothing he could do about it, so he returned to his work. He couldn't take another moment watching them. It was driving him crazy.

"Do you think Liv likes me?" John asked his partner, Fin Tutuola, as they looked over some files at their parallel desks.

"Why don't ya ask her out?" Fin shrugged. "It's not a big deal."

"Because…because she might not like me back. And if she does not like me back, things would get awkward. She would know I liked her and she didn't like me. I don't want her to feel bad for turning me down. It might ruin our friendship. It's a lot to lose," John answered truthfully.

Fin was not used to seeing his partner like this. "You're serious, aren't you? You really like her?"

"Yeah. I know she is fun and outgoing and beautiful, but I have no clue why I am so attracted to her. It's weird. I can't explain it. This is going to sound so cliché, but she is as perfect as it gets."

"I get it. You don't have to explain it to me."

…

Five hours later it was almost midnight and precinct was slowly emptying. Soon, Olivia, Elliot, John, and Fin were the only ones that remained. A few minutes later, Elliot and Fin shared a look and walked to their lockers, leaving their partners purposefully alone. They had been planning this all day and now was the perfect opportunity. Awkward silence began to fill the room.

"Hi John," Olivia said uncomfortably, staring at her desk.

"Hey Olivia," John responded. Their eyes met and Olivia blushed.

"So how's it been being single?"

"Horrible. Boring. Lonely. Why?" John continued, giving her a questioning look.

"I'm not sure why I asked that. I guess it kind of…slipped out." Olivia admitted.

"How's your dating life? You probably have guys coming out your ass."

"Nope. But there is this one guy who I have been pretty interested in lately," she hinted, giving him a subtle wink.

"Oh… I guess you wouldn't want to get a drink with me tomorrow." He sounded extremely disappointed. Olivia felt bad.

"I didn't say it wasn't you," she told him flirtatiously. Her hair fell over her face.

"So, is that a yes?" John's eyes widened. He could not believe this was actually happening.

"If that's what you want."

John paused. "Honestly, you're what I want."

"Really?" Olivia stood up from her desk. She walked over to his desk and leaned on it, using her elbow for support. They were staring into each other's eyes. He leaned forward, their faces mere inches apart. Elliot and Fin returned at the wrong time. Olivia and John saw them come in and pulled away awkwardly. Elliot and Fin stopped in their tracks.

"Goodnight you two. Sorry for interrupting," Fin apologized.

"Yeah, sorry. Night Liv. See you tomorrow John," Elliot said, giving Olivia a wink. She responded with a dirty look. Elliot and Fin laughed as they walked out.

"Night guys," John told them, his face red with embarrassment.

…

"Hey John," Olivia greeted him, smiling.

"Hey Liv," John replied, returning the smile.

"What do you want to do?" she asked him curiously. She slowly started walking towards him.

"Something naughty," he answered, his smile widening.

"Does this turn you on?" She was still walking towards him, but now she was only wearing a red laced thong with a matching bra, both of which complimented her tan skin. John's jaw dropped.

"Yeah," he said truthfully, only wearing a of black boxer briefs.

She was right in front of him. He pulled her close and leaned in to kiss her – Beeep. It was five forty-five and John's silver alarm clock woke him up. He sat up on his bed and sighed. Fate would not let him kiss Olivia, even in his dreams. This was not a good sign.

Ever since he got in his car the night before, his mind was filled with everything Olivia. Now he was starting to have doubts about their date tonight. Maybe she only accepted his offer because she felt sorry for him – an old, sarcastic man who practically gave up on love because he was tired of being let down. She was a young and beautiful woman who could do a lot better than him.

But, she did agree to go out with him and she was willing to kiss him last night before they were interrupted. Maybe she did like him after all…