Disclaimer: Not mine. Never going to be mine.

Author's Note: This is my first fic, so don't be too hard on me!

Chapter 1

Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler were standing by thepunch bowl watching the lively guests at the police banquet. Cops from all units were either getting drunk, dancing foolishly, chatting amongst themselves, or just plain out trying to have a good time.

"Hey, look over there." directed Olivia "Look's like Munch is looking for yet another wife." Munch was over in a corner trying to seduce a woman half his age.

"He'll never learn." sighed Elliot. Olivia chuckled.

"So, you actually wore a dress tonight?" he teased.

"Oh ha ha, very funny. Aren't we mister jokester tonight?" snapped Olivia, shooting Elliot an icy glare.

"Hey, I didn't say you didn't look good!" said Elliot, putting his hands up in defense. "You look drop dead gorgeous!" Olivia blushed slightly and smiled. Under his breath, Elliot mumbled so Olivia wouldn't here, "Like you do everyday."

"Captain must hate these parties." Pointed out Elliot. "All his old friends tempting him to drink again."

"Hey, where's Fin?" questioned Olivia. "I haven't seen him all night?"

" Couldn't come." answered Elliot. "Said he had "personal stuff" going on."

"God that guy's a mystery." she commented.

"Aren't we all?" joked Elliot

"Deep Elliot, very deep." She sighed and rolled her eyes trying not to smile.

"I thought so." he said.

"You just can't stop with those wise cracks can you?" said an annoyed but dying to laugh Olivia. "You have to go on and on and on."

"Yep" said Elliot proudly.

Meanwhile, a cleaning lady walked into the women's bathroom. Seconds later she ran out screaming, with a look on her face that would make you faint.

Okay, so tell me what you think. I'll try to write more soon.