Chapter One-Miscommunication

Olivia sighed as she opened her office door. Her office. The office Craven had left her once he retired, leaving her in charge. She had always avoided entering the office with the fear of the memories of her, Elliot, Cragen, and John, getting to her emotionally. But now she had to face the music.

She had already laid pictures of herself on the desk, most with others. Her favorite picture was one of her, Elliot, John, Fin, Cragen, and Alex. They were all at the bar celebrating Elliott's hundredth arrest, in the picture they were all holding up beer bottles smiling brightly at the camera.

Olivia shook her head and looked at the other picture that laid on her desk behind the picture of her and the old team. It was a picture of her and Brian in France, both of them smiling at the camera. Olivia loved Brian, but now all his late night working was pushing them further and further apart.

No matter how many times Brian tried to get vacation time, Tucker always pulled him in for another case. Sometimes Olivia wondered if he was cheating...she couldn't blame him. Every since the attack she only left him with his hand for pleasure, the last time they tried to have sex, she screamed and cried in the middle of intercourse. Brian said he understood and would wait until she was ready.

Olivia fixed her files properly on her desk and sat down in her black swiveling chair trying to get comfortable in the chair that was once Donald Cragen's. She sat and stared at her name plate that sat on the end of her desk until she heard a knock at her door.

She looked up and saw Nick. "What's up?"she asked.

"There's a Fed here who wants talk to you...something about a case, May involve going undercover," Nick said.

"Send him in,". Olivia sat back in her chair fixing her blazer. Just what she needed...a Fed in her face with some carp. Every since that heart breaking moment with Dean Porter, she had a special hatred towards the F.B.I. But they were assholes anyway.

She looked up and couldn't help but give a confused and disgusted look when she saw fucking Dean Porter walk in her office closing the door behind them leaving them alone.

"How may I help you Agent Porter?" Olivia said harshly, fixing her facial expression to blank.

"Uh...congratulations on making sergeant. Olivia and I heard about what happened ...with him...I'm sor-," Olivia raised her hand and shook her head.

"Porter don't ... now what do you want," she snapped. Olivia couldn't deny she still had something for Dean, something still attracted her to him.

"Look before we work together I just want to clear things up and start over so we don't have to be awkward working this case,". Olivia couldn't deny that he was right, and she gave him props for trying to ease their conflict.

"Start talking," Olivia said.

"Olivia I was an ass," Dean started.

"No fucking kidding," Olivia mumbled and Dean couldn't help but feel guilty. She looked at his hurt expression, hearing what she said.

"Sorry...continue,". she said waving her hand.

Dean cleared his throat as he started to continue, "I didn't mean what I said I do care about you, I like you a lot...and I mean a lot. Olivia I called and emailed, then I had to go back to Oregon on a sex trade case. As soon as they sent me back to New York and told me someone needed to work a case with SVU I immediately took the offer...just so I could talk to you. Plus I knew this way you didn't have a choice but talk to me,".

Olivia chuckled at his last compliment before giving him a warm smile. "Thank you...for clearing up with me Dean now can we get to the case?"

"Yes...of course,"Olivia and Dean had walked into the squad room and started to brief on the case. It turned out in certain area in Manhattan , there were couples who were being raped in an apartment building. The FIB wanted SVU's help with catching the suspect. They also needed a couple to go undercover.

Olivia knew things were heated between Nick and Amanda so they couldn't do it , and Fin was on vacation with his girlfriend in Hawaii. So all that was left was Dean and Olivia.

"You okay with the job?" Dean asked.

"Uh...yeah," she said, " I'll just send Captain Harris a email seeing if he can cover for me while I'm gone. How long will it be for though?"

"Until the men are caught, but if it goes nowhere then we'll have to shut down the operation,". Dean informed.

Uh...okay when do we start?" Olivia asked.

"In two days. The FBI has already set up a camera filled apartment for us," Dean said. "I'll fill you in on our personas,"

"Okay," Olivia agreed.

While Nick and Amanda went home for the night Olivia and Dean sat at her desk going over their fictional identities.

"My name is Electra Nicholson? Electra?," Olivia asked, confused by the weird choice of name.

"I just pointed to a the paper, okay," Dean said.

I worked as a gymnast four years ago and now I'm just a stay at home wife. How nice," she said sarcastically.

"My name Jason Nicholson," Dean said. "I'm a doctor,".

After going over their personas they both packed up for the night and left the precinct and as they did, rain started pouring hard. "Fucking nice," Olivia mumbled.

"Need a lift home?" Dean said.

Olivia thought for a moment questioning her decision before she agreed and got into Dean's black Chevy truck. She slid on her seatbelt and watched him start typing in her old apartment address on his GPS.

She gently grabbed his hand and it sent chills up both of their spines t the contact. "No...I uh... I live her now," She started typing in the address on his GPS for him and pressed the GO button.

"Since when?"he asked as he drove away from the precinct and started following the directions the GPS gave him.

"Since I moved in with my boyfriend," Olivia said. Both of them had noticed that this was the first time she had mentioned her boyfriend.

"He has to be the world's greatest man for having you," Dean said.

Olivia shook her head and turned to look out the rain covered window hiding her rose colored cheeks.

Once he reached a red light he looked over at her and his eyes started to wander. From her now short dark silky hair, to her olive skin tone, and he tried to turn his eyes elsewhere from her very noticeable cleavage that was shown from her low neck blue sweater. His eyes couldn't leave her until he heard a loud blare behind him.

He shook his head and continued to drive trying to hid the erection that hid behind his pants.

Olivia rubbed her eyebrow watching him drive off a little disappointed before walking into her and Brian's apartment.