I'm with You

Author's Note: The italics are the lyrics and thoughts, and the bold is the text message. I know, you're all thinking, what? Just read it and you'll find out. This is kind of A/U… it's more of the gang when they were teenagers. Ok, read on!!

Disclaimer: Have Elliot and Olivia professed their undying love to each other yet? If not, then they aren't mine. Oh, and neither is the song I'm with You. That belongs to Avril Lavigne.

Chapter 1

I'm standing on the bridge

I'm waiting in the dark

I thought that you'd be here

By now

There's nothing but the rain

No footsteps on the ground

I'm listening but there's

No sound

Isn't anyone trying to find me?

Won't somebody come take me home?…

15 year old Olivia Benson sat on the hard ground of Central Park in just jeans, a light sweatshirt, and her favorite navy blue rain jacket. She had, once again, run off after her mother had almost broken her arm in yet another one of her drunken rages. Now she was sitting under a tree by the Balto statue, waiting for her boyfriend Luke to show up. It was almost 11: 45 at night, and the sky threatened rain, but Olivia knew Luke didn't care. Or at least, didn't used to care. She had called him at 11:00 that night, asking him to meet her at Central Park by the Balto statue. Now, almost an hour later, Luke still hadn't shown up. Olivia felt something wet hit her head, and then again. She looked up at the menacing sky and realized it had started to rain. Fabulous, she thought sarcastically, as she drew her hood up. She wasn't normally one to worry quite so much about Luke; she knew he could take care of himself. But it wasn't like him to be an hour late. She shivered in the cold, crisp October rain, and pulled her jacket closer around her body, while drawing her legs up to her chest to keep warm. Around midnight, Olivia decided she had just about had enough when she felt her cell phone vibrate twice quickly. She opened it and read the text message:

Sorry.

Luke

Olivia sighed and put her phone back in her jeans pocket as she headed for the road. That wasn't just a 'I'm-sorry-I-didn't-show-up' sorry. That was a 'we're-finished' sorry. She was so deep in thought that she almost didn't notice when she ran headlong into someone else as she walked past the zoo.

"Ow. Sorry about that." Olivia muttered.

"Nah, it's ok. Deep thinking does that to you. You ok?" Olivia looked up at to see who she had run into and couldn't believe she had almost kept walking. This boy was a real life Greek God. Only, he was Irish, she could tell. He had a mixture of icy and cerulean blue eyes, and a short crew type hair cut. He couldn't have been more than 16 or 17. Olivia grinned.

"Yeah…well, as ok as I can be. How about you?" she asked, wanting to make sure she hadn't hurt him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just, you know, sitting here thinking. You too?" he asked, flashing an amazing smile. Olivia couldn't help but smile also.

"Yeah," she said with a sigh, "Just kind of trying to deal with some stuff. I'm Olivia, by the way. Olivia Benson." She replied, sticking out her hand.

"Elliot Stabler. Want to talk about it?" he asked, shaking her hand. Olivia thought for a moment, then shook her head, brown and blonde streaked hair falling into her face.

"I'd rather not, if you don't mind." Elliot shrugged.

"What are you doing out here so late by yourself anyway?" he asked.

"I could ask you the same question." Olivia grinned playfully.

God she's got a gorgeous smile, Elliot thought, returning the smile.

"Well, I asked you first, so go ahead."

"Fine," she huffed in mock annoyance, "I was meeting my so-called 'boyfriend'. Then he decided to end us, via text message. So now I get to look forward to going to back home." She finished sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "What's your excuse?"

"I needed some space from my parents. My mom hates me for being a guy in general, and my old man just hates me in general. He likes to beat on me when he can." Elliot said, shrugging and turning to look at the seals playing in the zoo.

"Boy do I know what that's like." Olivia muttered darkly.

"Oh yeah? How so?" Elliot replied, turning back to look at her, almost challenging her a little.

"My mom's an alcoholic, and my dad…well, I'd rather not go into that. Whoever the prick is, he sure as hell doesn't deserve to be called my father." Olivia grimaced, then shivered again. Elliot automatically took off his jacket and laid it over her shoulders. Olivia was touched by the gesture, but opened her mouth to speak. Elliot cut her off before she could say anything though.

"I'll be fine. I swear, I will be. Come on, I'll walk you home." He said, putting his arm out for her to link through his. Olivia hesitated.

"I'd rather not…"

"What, have me walk you home?"

"No. Go home. I'd like to walk with you, but just not to my place. Anywhere but there." Elliot nodded, understanding what she was trying to say.

"We'll go to my place then. It's probably closer anyway."

"I thought you said…"

"I said I needed space. I never said they were there. Both of my parents are out of town for two days, and my younger sisters are at sleepovers. The only person there is my older sister Cara, and she won't mind, I promise. Now come on, let's get you warm and dry."

Olivia grinned and linked her arm through Elliot's.

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you, take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new?

I don't know who you are, but I,

I'm with you…

Ok, so that was the first chapter…the song isn't done yet, as you may have guessed, so the 2nd chapter will be the 2nd part of the song.

Reviews are welcome!! Please don't bash me, or else I'll throw melons at you. Or, as gigletrig puts it, I'll throw a Meloni at you!! Muhahaha! Ok, I'm done.

Nell