New story! I'm going to warn you, what you'll read below will never happen (I'm 99.9% sure, but since I don't own SVU, I cant say I am 100% sure). Please remember, that this is FICTION not something I totally expect to happen. I'm only saying that because I'm sure I'll have my anonymous review give their usual comment, "I cant write, I'm stupid and this will never happen."

Anywhooo, I've seen others try smoothing similar to what I have so I'm giving it a shot.

At 8:00 on a rainy April night, Olivia was at the last place she wanted to be on her "day off". The hospital, waiting for a 15 year old girl to emerge from surgery. Claudia was her first name, her last unknown. According to the paramedic who informed her as she ran inside, four teenage boys had found her sleeping in an alley. The EMT had also mentioned bruising on her upper thigh, a broken nose, too many bruises to count, a broken rib and knees the looked like she'd been kneeling in broken glass.

Now Olivia was playing the waiting game.

Her cellphone buzzed in her pocket, and she whipped it out, hopping it was from her partner. Instead, Cragen's name flashed on the caller ID.

"Benson," she sighed.

"How's the victim?"

"Still in surgery for the rib, they already set her nose"

"Any word on her?"

"Couple weeks in bed, she'll make a full recovery."

"Rape kit?"

"She refused, said she kicked the guy in the face and ran. Did we find any information on her besides her name?"

"None. Munch and Fin talked to the boys, their stories match."

"What are their stories?"

"Found her in the alley." Cragen let out a sigh, "keep me updated."

"Captain wait! Where's my partner?'

"Apparently, he has the flu."

"Apparently?"

"That's what he said; though I find it unusual he's suddenly sick and doesn't sound like it. Did you try calling him?"

"No answer, I didn't want to bug Kathy this late and worry her."

"You might have to. Bye." He hung up and Olivia sighed.

Elliot had been more and more distant. Not telling her anything and ignoring any calls or texts she sent for brief periods. She suspected it was marriage troubles, but when she ran in to Kathy the other day, everything seemed fine. So with a sigh, she pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contact list until she found his number and pushed call.

"Hello?" Kathy answered.

"Hi Kathy, its Olivia."

"Olivia? Why are you calling?"

"Im on a case, and Elliot didn't show so I-"

"He didn't show? He left a couple hours ago!"

"I've only been here for about 45 minutes. Cragen said he called him and Elliot told him he had the flu."

"The flu?"

"Apparently."

"I thought his phone was off because of work." Kathy's voice dropped to a whisper, "d-do you think he's okay?"

"I uh, I'll keep you posted. Thanks." Olivia hung up without giving her an answer.

She honestly didn't know.

Suddenly a doctor called her name and she rushed over.

"Is she okay?"

"Sleeping now, but besides being sore she'll make a full recovery like I mentioned earlier." The middle aged woman sighed.

"Rape kit?'

"Refused, but I did get the chance to check for vaginal trauma and found none. I guess she did barely escape. Any idea on who she is detective?"

"Only her first name."

"Well, I'd like to keep her overnight and maybe for a couple days, give that rib a chance to heel more. It shouldn't be more than that, it wasn't a bad break. I'll let you know when she wakes up."

"Thanks." Olivia sighed and pulled out her phone to inform Cragen on her partner and Claudia.

Meanwhile, Elliot was just walking out of a hotel with a woman behind him struggling to keep up.

"Elliot wait up!"

""I told you, I want to end this. Look we're both married, with kids." He sighed.

"But I love you!" She wailed.

"Love? Look we met in a bar got drunk and hooked up a couple times. That's not love." He raced away while she stood there and cried.

What the hell had he gotten himself into?

Part of him wanted to blame Kathy for being so in love with him when he could barely feel a connection. Another part blamed Olivia for that night, for turning him away, heartbroken and confused. If she didn't, he wouldn't have gone to a bar, got wasted and hooked up with some woman. But he knew the truth; there was no one to blame but himself.

Who he didn't even know anymore.

With a sigh he pulled out his phone and turned in on. 5 missed calls from Olivia, 2 from Cragen and almost 15 from Kathy. He was in deep shit.

With a sigh he dialed home.

"Elliot! What the hell happen-"

"Kathy we need to talk."

"What's wrong?" Her voice was hit with a nervous wave.

"I know this is gonna hurt and shock you, and I really regret it, swear to god I do. But Kathy, I h-had an affair."

"Wh-what?" Her voice was a tangled whisper.

"I was upset, I went to a bar, got drunk and hooked up with some lady. It didn't mean anything, and tonight was the only other time. I swear." His body shook as he confessed.

"Didn't mean anything?" She screeched, "it obviously meant enough to meet again! You selfish son of a bitch! You're crap will be outside, come get it before it goes in the trash. Don't' even think about coming in." Her voice suddenly went from raging mad to choked sobs.

She hung up.

Olivia paced around the hospital when suddenly her phone started to buzz. She sighed with relief when she saw it was Elliot.

"Where the hell have you been? I've heard 20 different stories, and I'm not in the mood for another. Don't lie to me."

"Liv, calm down."

"Calm down? Why the hell should I calm down? I was worried El, what if something happened to you?" She tried to come across as being mad, but her voice sounded protective and scared. "What's wrong with you Elliot?"

"Wrong with me? What about you? After that night, you just shut me out."

"No, you shut me out. I'm done playing your games."

He heard the click of her hanging up, and sighed. He started his car but suddenly stopped, where could he go?

With an angry sigh, Olivia placed back and forth waiting for Claudia to wake up. Suddenly her phone rang again and she puzzled at the caller ID. Kathy?

"Hello?" She answered with curiosity. In the back she could hear tangled sobs.

"Did you know?" Kathy's voice was shaky and filed with choked sobs.

"Know what?"

"About his affair!" She cried, her mouth struggling to form the word that broke her. She didn't even have to say his name, both knew who was being discussed.

"Affair? He had an affair?" Olivia was slow to process this; it was so out of character for her partner.

"Yes! He had a god damn affair!" Kathy sobbed.

"I didn't know." It was a whisper.

Kathy hung up. Olivia stood frozen in shock, when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"She's awake detective, but she's a little loopy-ish from the meds and she really isn't in the best condition to talk. I'm sorry."

"Is she that upset?" Olivia sighed, she wasn't about to push her.

"Yes, she begged me to ask you. All she wants is a little peace."

"I understand, but we will need to talk tomorrow."

"She knows. Good night."

"Night." Olivia gave a strained smile.

She turned and was almost to the door when her phone buzzed. She sighed at the caller ID.

"Benson." Her voice was icy.

"Liv, I uh don't have anywhere to stay tonight." Elliot blurted, shaking the entire time.

"Let me tell you something, you have balls Stabler to call and ask if you can stay the night after all the shit you've been giving me, and what you did to your wife. If you can even call her that for much longer. But sure, use your key." She said her voice a numbing cold.

Not wanting to hear his reply, she hung up and left. Walking in she found him sitting uncomfortably on her couch, TV on but his attention elsewhere.

"Hey." He said.

"Hey." Her voice was emotionless as she dropped her bag on the floor and hung her coat up.

"So I take it Kathy called you."

"Yeah, what the hell where you thinking? You had a perfectly good marriage! I can't even begin to describe how upset she is," Olivia stood there, hands on hip shaking her head, you had a wonderful marriage, then you go off with some whore!"

"I just-"

"You were too busy thinking about yourself."

"No, I was thinking about you. Like always." His voice was hateful and chilling.

"What do I have to do with this?"

"Do you know when I met her? Do you know the night I first hooked up with her?" He stood up, his voice was steady but burning with rage. He moved slowly towards her.

"No." Her answer was simple and she attempted to seem calm but failed.

"The night you kicked me out flat on my ass. The night you wouldn't even hear me out."

"So this is my fault?" Anger restored in her voice. "Because I wouldn't be your whore that night, you found someone else?"

"Liv, that's not what I meant." He had screwed up, again.

"No, that's exactly what you meant. You came here that night, married, wanting lord knows what from me. When I said no, you got if from another woman. She was just you're replacement whore for me! If I had put out that night, none of this would be happening. Isn't that right?" She said, her voice making him cringe. He had hurt her.

"Olivia, no that's not what I meant. Liv look at me," He lightly grabbed her arm and turned her towards himself, "just let me-"

"Don't touch me!" She said, voice a mixture of numbing iciness and boiling anger.

"Then listen to me! Olivia just listen to me god damn it!"

"Why? Hearing what you say isn't gonna change what you did Elliot!"

"Just drop it okay!" He shouted

"I'm sure that's familiar to say. Is that what you would say to Kathy when she wanted to talk? When she wanted to know why you couldn't touch her because you had already gotten enough?" She replied in an icy know-it-all tone she used for perps.

A burning rage flamed within him. Her voice, her attitude, her face, the way she thought she knew it all, it drove him mad. He could just hit-no. He couldn't think that! This was Olivia! His best friend, partner, and the person he loved. He just wanted that smug face and attitude gone. He wanted the woman he fell in love with back.

But if her confession was true. The one she made before kicking him out, if it was true…

If it was true then he was as sure as the sun shone she wanted the man she fell in love with back.

"Olivia, I only hooked up with her twice! I didn't sext her, spend time with her or anything else! I just needed something, just something where I didn't have to worry about anything!" He exploded, but it wasn't enough to release all the anger still burning inside.

She stood in front of him, face inches from him. He could feel her breath, hot with anger, cool with attitude, breathe strong on him. She smelled like lavender, he was sure it was her body wash. Her hair looked silk soft and he was tempted to brush back a strand that had fallen out of place, but she'd probably smack him. She just looked so, beautiful. Her anger was sexy. He tried to clear his mind, this wasn't the time to be thinking about how much he wanted her.

"It doesn't matter what you didn't do, it matters what you did do. You, a married Christian man had sex with a dirty little skank." Her anger and coolness mixed in a way that had made him madder than he had ever been before.

So as his anger boiled over all the little things she had done in the past weeks that had hurt and pissed him off gathered together. As they formed one massive ball of anger and furry, they took over and controlled him like a puppet on a string. It ate him up in a second's time.

And in another seconds me he rose up his hands, grabbed her arms tight and threw her back hard trying not to cry out as he watched her stumble backwards. He let himself go.

*Gasp*! I know right? Maybe if I get some reviews, you can find out what happens next ;) Story alerts are also highly welcomed, but reviews will get you a new chapter quicker. I'm not going to tell you if this is EO or not, because you might be like "oh it doesn't matter, they'll end up together anyway." So I guess you just have to read and find out(:

Soo, how was you're religious holiday celebrated in the month of December? My Christmas was pretty good except for that part where I was forced to go to my step dad's friends house for dinner. I had mashed potatoes and gravy and a roll on a ghetto styrofoam tray. Delicious...

P.S I have a new Criminal Intent one-shot that could use some love(: so if you ever used to watch or anything, it's there. It's called Blurs and I actually really like it. Read it please?(: