As an SVU detective for over 15 years, Olivia had seen some of the most horrific things imaginable. However, the things that this "Erastes" (or Simon Wilkes as they had found out) envisioned and wrote about doing to real life children were some of the worst things she had ever heard. As it turns out Simon Wilkes seems to be just a regular guy. He's a photographer who owns a gallery and (as she's seen so many times before) appears to be an upstanding citizen…except for his secret life where he fantasizes about raping and killing little boys. Now she and Murphy were going to go undercover to see if "Erastes" has ever acted on his disturbing fantasies.

"What's the plan Lieutenant?" Olivia asked as she and Murphy pulled up to the gallery.

"I'm going to make nice with Wilkes, let him know that our friend 'Flash' told me all about him. See if he's interested in selling me something from his school yard series or maybe he's looking for a partner."

They got out of the car and as they approached the door of the gallery Olivia felt Murphy slip his hand into hers. His hand felt warm and surprisingly pleasant in her own and she found herself actually enjoying it. Why she wasn't sure. Was it because she hadn't had such intimate contact with anyone in a while or was it because it was Murphy? She had never looked at Murphy in that light before. Well not until she had found out how he had protected her from IAB and stood up for her at the Lewis trial. Now she found herself thinking about him from time to time. He wasn't as handsome as some of the other men she had dated but she still found him attractive. He had kind eyes and she wasn't afraid to admit that she liked his beard. Despite her earlier impressions of him, she came to trust him and saw that he was a good man and a competent leader who was truly looking out for the best interests of the whole squad.

Olivia was pulled out of her thoughts when Murphy gave her hand a small squeeze.

"You alright?" he asked.

"Yeah fine" she lied "let's just get this guy"

When they entered the gallery the walls were covered in various photos. An overwhelming majority of which were children.

"God can you believe this guy Murphy?"

Murphy leaned in close to Olivia and whispered into her ear, "we're supposed to be a married couple remember Olivia? Call me Declan."

When he pulled away Olivia followed him to say into his ear, "okay...can you believe this pervert, Declan?"

Before he could respond a blonde woman in a light blue suit began to approach them. Slipping into character Olivia put her hand on Murphy's arm and said, "oh honey, I love this picture" pointing to a black and white photograph of shirtless children running through a field.

"That one is my favourite too" the lady in the suit said.

"Is this your gallery?" Olivia asked.

"No the artist is my husband"

"Your husband is Simon Wilkes? I'd love to meet him" Murphy said, taking his opportunity.

"Oh wonderful, he's right over there" Mrs. Wilkes responded, pointing to a man across the room who was engaged in conversation with a woman and her young son. Olivia wanted nothing more than to stroll over to Wilkes and punch him in the throat. Instead she smiled sweetly at Mrs. Wilkes.

"Um do you have some sort of catalog I could look at?" Olivia asked Mrs. Wilkes, keeping her attention so Murphy could talk with her husband.

"Whatever you want sweetie, just get a price" Murphy said before he leaned in and gave Olivia a light kiss on the lips.

"Aw how sweet" Mrs. Wilkes said smiling at the seemingly happy couple, completely unaware of the surprised look on Olivia's face.

"So how'd it go?" Olivia asked once she and Murphy were back in the car.

"I think it went well. He agreed to meet me in an hour. I don't think he suspects we're cops."

"Good."

An awkward silence hung in the air Olivia wanted to ask why he had kissed her but didn't really know how to bring it up. Why had he kissed her on the lips? She decided that being direct would be the best way "Uh...so...what the hell was that earlier?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You kissed me."

"Oh...I was just acting the part."

"You could have just kissed me on the cheek or something so why'd you kiss me on the lips?"

"Well I don't know, I just thought it was a good thing to do at the time" Murphy replied.

"That's it? That's the only reason? Cause I've been undercover as a couple countless times and nobody ever kissed me."

"I guess. I don't know. What do you want me to say? That I've wanted to kiss you since the first time I met you? That I wish I had really kissed you back there?"

Olivia was completely speechless, she couldn't believe he admitted that to her. She couldn't think of anything to say but was saved from the trouble when Murphy leaned in across the seats and kissed her again. She was overwhelmed with all things Murphy. The smell his cologne, the feel of his beard scratching across her cheeks, and his lips, surprisingly soft against her own. She was unresponsive at first until she felt him cup her cheeks in his hands, then she kissed him back with earnest. After what seemed like an eternity, they parted for much needed air.

Olivia was the first to speak "what are we doing here Declan?"

"Honestly Olivia, I have no idea. But right now we should get ready for that meeting with Wilkes."

I may continue this story I'm not sure. The ending is a little unfinished sorry for that.
Side note I don't own anything. Just borrowing.