Olivia Benson walked into her favorite coffee shop and sighed. Another case was done and she wanted to be a lone for a while before she got back to Noah. She was just going to leave him with the babysitter for a while as she got a little time to herself. She ordered her coffee and sat down at one of the tables in the corner and watched as a few pedestrians walk past the shop.

She remembered all the times she and Brian would meet here before heading off to work or heading home. She knew she couldn't get over him since she had dated and lived with him for two years and it was actually harder than she thought to just walk away. Plus she had Noah, she was actually surprised herself when she agreed to take him in. Was she really ready? She just broke up with Brian, she had just experienced traumatic events with William Lewis, and she still even had nightmares. Sometimes it was her who woke up in the middle of the night crying, waking up Noah. She felt that that was really pathetic and ever since Noah's been in her care, she's been going to see more than ever.

It was actually going to cost more money, but surprisingly had said she didn't need to lay her extra and that he'd see her more without raising her appointment prices. She was actually thankful for him and she felt like out of all the therapist she had seen in the past, he was the best at knowing her. Knowing her deep thoughts. He had bough her another earlessness necklace, he had given her full honesty, and had been with her through this entire Lewis experience. He was a huge part of this moment in her life to recovery and she thanked him for that, and she wanted that in a man and that was her own theory on why she's had a few romantic dreams about him this year...though she avoids it and never brings it up to him, because it would only destroy the strong bond between a therapist and the client with uncomfortable awkwardness.

Olivia took a sip of her coffee and sighed to herself. An elderly couple just happened to have walked by and Olivia sighed. Why can't I be like that, She thought

Oh God, I'm gonna die alone,. Olivia rubbed her face and yawned. She had just realized how tired she was and got up to leave when suddenly her drink and someone else's were thrown all over her torso. She was thankful she wore a sweater under her jacket and looked up at the assailant.

It was a tall handsome man with spiky untreated blonde hair that made him look like he just rolled out of bed, plump lips, and the brightest ocean blue eyes she's ever seen. He was dressed in jeans, tennis shoes, and expensive dress shirt with a tie and a black sweater, and if she hadn't seen the crows feet near his eyes, she would have sworn he was under forty years old.

"Oh my god!"he cried. He looked at Olivia and froze. He didn't know what it was but the sight of her short silky chocolate hair in curls that stopped at her shoulders, her gorgeous brown eyes, and the obvious curves she had as her long jacket was wrapped around her body.

"Oh God,"she mumbled. She noticed that everyone in the store was watching her. She looked around andthe clerk and waved her arm. "Can we get some paper towels over here!l

"Right away mame,"the young employee said and ran to the back of the store.

"Oh I'm so sorry,"he said. "I wasn't paying attention,"

"It's fine,"Olivia said , when in fact she was pissed off that her new jacket that Fin bought her for her birthday a few months ago was completely covered in coffee.

"It's not fine,"he said taking notice of the annoyance in her voice. "I was an ass for not paying attention,"

Olivia snorted at that and rolled her eyes. She bent down and so did the man, as the employee ran over with a bunch of napkins. Olivia took her jacket off and her sweater leaving her in a purple blouse that showed her cleavage. The employee handed them both a few napkins before running off to get more.

"No, here let me help," the man said and reached out and started wiping up the coffee on the floor.

"It's fine,"she said again.

"No it's not this is my fault,"he said. He continued to dry up the coffee on the floor and when she reached out to help when her finger touched hot coffee and she hissed pulling her hand to her chest.

"Son of a bitch,"she hissed. Olivia waved her hand around and blew on her finger but it didn't do anything.

The man looked at her with a worried expression before yelling at the employee for a cup of ice. The employee ran over to them and gave the man a cup of ice. Olivia looked at him confused, until the man helped her up and pulled her into a chair at a nearby table. Olivia watched him take her hand and put it in the cup of ice and she sighed in relief as her finger started to cool off.

Olivia watched the man finish cleaning up all the coffee and he threw th soaked napkins away. He picked up her jacket and sweater and folded them neatly and laid them on the table next to her.

"Thank you,"she said softly when he sat in front of her and Olivia couldn't get over how handsome he looked and she still tried to calculate how he was.

"I feel so bad...why don't I buy you another coffee,"he said gently.

"Uh no, I'm done with coffee and I don't want you wasting your money on me,"

He snorted. "I'm a doctor, I have money I waste everyday, and besides let me make it up to you," he had flashed her a warm smile she couldn't help but smile back.

"Okay, just get me a banana berry smoothie and I'll be fine,"

"Just tell me hhow your boyfriend would feel if he knew I was buying you a drink,"he said, purposely trying to find out if this lovely woman was in a relationship.

"Oh no, no boyfriend,"she said. "What about your girlfriend,"

"Nope sadly this fourty six year old man is single,"he said.

"Fourty six! You're lying,"she gasped.

"I swear to God,"he said. "I'll go get you're smoothie,"

Olivia watched him walk away an return with two smoothies. She thanked him when he handed her one and she began drinking it.

"You know I recognize you. You're that detective lady who always orders the dark coffee with cream. I'm surprised that I never spoke to you. So can I please know the name of the woman I attacked with coffee?"he laughed. Olivia chuckled as she swallowed her drink and smiled at him.

"Olivia Benson,"she said. "You?"

"My name's Alois Anderson,"

"Alois...that's a...exotic name,"

"Yeah both of my parents are from Europe so..."

Olivia felt her phone vibrate and she pulled it out of her pocket and looked at it. It was the babysitter saying her parents were on thier way to pick her up.

"I'm sorry I have to go,"she said and grabbed her smoothie and her clothes.

"Wait Olivia,"he said quickly as he stood up. "Can I see you again? Tomorrow,"

She sighed and looked at him. She bit her lip and nodded. "Tomorrow,"

"It was nice meeting you,"

"You too," Olivia said and she walked out of the coffee shop.

Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing- except Alois, he's my idea.