A/N: Hi, people! I'm baaaack. I was going to wait a little longer to write a sequel… but this kept nagging at me. And guess what premieres tonight! (Shame on you if you don't know!) Season 13 of SVU! And also, Season 7 of Criminal Minds if any of you like that as well… Also, Prime Suspect (starring Maria Bello aka Vivian Arliss!) premieres on NBC at 10/9c… anyone else find it ironic that she's a cop on this show after SVU? Anywaaaay… This will either be a one-shot sequel, or the start of another story. You reviewers can decide. Everything goes to its rightful owners and I hope you enjoy!

PS. If you get updates about new chapters for Home, I'm going to be fixing little things in chapters, so don't get too excited ;-)

"Are you sure this is the one?" A woman who was the owner of the apartment in question asked, turned to the pair.

The woman of the pair, who looked to be around forty with silky brown shoulder length hair turned to the shaggy brown haired pre-teen standing next to her. "What do you think?" She asked him. "Like it?"

The boy nodded his head eagerly, "Yeah, it's perfect."

She ruffled his hair to which the boy responded with swatting at her hand and ducking away playfully. "I like it too," She told him.

The apartment owner smiled at the sight. "So it's a deal?"

The woman smiled at the owner, "It's a deal."

"Great. All you need to do is fill out these papers, make the down payment," She drew an 'X' next to a line on the paper, "sign here and it's all yours."

The silky brown haired woman walked over to a table that was placed inside the rather spacious apartment's living area. She sat on one of the wooden chairs and started filling out the paper. The boy came over and sat across from her. He peeked over at the papers while she wrote.

"Hey," He protested, looking at what she had just written.

She paused the writing and looked up at him, startled, "What?"

"You put my last name as 'Arliss' again," He told her, a slight whine in his voice.

The woman laughed, "Sorry. I keep forgetting." She erased 'Arliss' and wrote 'Benson' instead next to the boys name.

The boy gave her an exaggerated look, "Olivia, I've been living with you for almost four months now. How can you forget?" He paused and grinned at her before answering his own question. "That's right, you're old."

The woman, Olivia, slowly looked up from the paper and stared down the boy.

He gulped.

"I'd be careful what you say while I'm holding this, Calvin."

The playful spark returned to the boy, Calvin's, eyes. "What are you going to do with a pencil?"

She raised her eyebrows at him before starting to write again, "You don't want to know."

"Yes I do," He insisted.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Calvin," Olivia warned.

"Olivia," Calvin mimicked in the same tone.

Olivia once again paused her writing and leaned across the table to whisper something into his ear.

Calvin's eyes became as round as saucers and he stared at the pencil like it was a snake. "Point made," He told Olivia.

"Thought so," She responded grinning while signing her name next to the 'X.'

She pulled out her check book and wrote down the down payment. She handed both the check and the papers over to the current owner.

"Thank you. And this is now yours," The owner handed Olivia the key. "It's all yours." With that, the owner walked out of the apartment.

Olivia looked over at Calvin who grinned at her. "It's ours?" He asked her.

"It's ours," She confirmed.

"Can we look around again before we leave?"

"Sure."

Olivia followed Calvin down the short hallway, which was off of the kitchen that was connected to the living area. Off of the hallway, the first room they came to was a spacious bedroom with a bathroom attached. This would be Olivia's room. The next door, a little further down the hallway, was a small bathroom, with a shower, toilet, and sink. This would be Calvin's and the guest bathroom. At the end of the hall, a smaller bedroom than the first, but still spacious, would be Calvin's bedroom. As they walked in, Calvin grimaced and asked, "How soon can we repaint it?"

The room was bright pink. "As soon as this weekend, we need to get it done before we can move your stuff in," Olivia responded.

"Can it be dark blue?"

"Whatever color you want. You ready to go?"

"Yep." They walked towards the door of the apartment and Olivia pulled out her key.

"What do we do now?" Calvin asked, walking out the door.

"Now we go grab the Chinese food I promised you for passing your test. Then we head back to our other apartment and finish packing up." Olivia pulled the apartment door shut and locked it; they went down the stairs towards their car.

"Sounds like a plan," Calvin told her, getting in the car. "Can I have orange chicken?"