Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order: Special Victims Unit or any of its characters. But I do own the small minor characters I've created.
Author's Note: Just to let everyone know, this is my first fan fiction spinoff. I'll be the first to admit I'm not a very good writer but I thought people might enjoy the way I write and hopefully some people will like my story's plot. I recently have been getting into Law and Order SVU so I'm not the biggest fan and do not know everything about the show. I would definitely like to hear reviews but again, keep in mind this is my first fic. I would like constructive criticism. If my story sucks don't just simply put "It sucks", tell me why it sucks. And if you see things that I need to improve on, please tell me. Thank you and I hope you enjoy reading. :-)
Chapter One
57th Street
12:17 a.m.
Saturday, April 10th, 2005
Olivia Benson stared at the dark road ahead, her heart filled with happiness. The street wasn't very crowded and it was a quiet night, thank god. She turned to her right and stared at the man that made her night so special. His brown hair was neatly combed and his bangs were flipped up. His side burns reached just past his ears. The rest of his face was clean shaven. Although he was thirty-six, he looked twenty-five. How did I ever get a guy like this? Olivia asked herself His tight jaw sat under his broad grin, she knew he was happy too.
The man noticed her gaze at the corner of his eye. His blue eyes met hers. For a quick three seconds they stared at each other before Olivia turned back to the road. She continued down the street with her heart feeling as light as a feather.
Her car came to an intersection.
"We take a left here, right?" she asked him.
"Yup," he answered.
Olivia turned the wheel leftwards.
The sat in silence for a short while. Both enjoying each other's presence. Olivia couldn't get her bright grin off her face.
"My apartment's right up here," he said. "The tall one." He pointed to the largest building on the street.
Olivia drove closer to the building, not wanting him to go but she knew he couldn't stay forever.
When she finally pulled up to the building, she stopped the car and let her hands release from the steering wheel. She turned to him and he to her.
"I had a really good night," she said first, with a white smile.
"Me too," he said.
"We should," she paused, not exactly sure how to put her feeling into a sentence, "do this again sometime but not like...um...the uh...same thing...what I mean..."
"I know," he interjected with a smile.
There was a silence between the two. Thoughts ran through Olivia's head. She wanted so bad to kiss him yet she was afraid. What if he didn't want to kiss her? He wasn't making any move. Was it the guy who normally made the move? What if he was scared like her? She couldn't concentrate. Mentally, she tried to calm herself down. She hadn't felt this feeling before.
"I'll call you later," he said, breaking the silence. "Good night."
"Bye, Jake," said Olivia. Jake got out of the car and shut the door. He waved to her and crossed in front of the car and walked towards the building. He opened the front door, gave a final wave and shut the door.
Olivia smiled. She had never felt love as good as this before.