Olivia Benson entered the apartment quietly. Even if it wasn't late at night she was well aware of her husband's sleep habits. It was only eight at night but after four years of marriage, she knew even the oddest quirks about him. He would be up all night and go to sleep when she went to work, half the time he went 24 hours without sleeping.

She finally got the job she wanted. She was detective with the Special Victims Unit.

She had on her navy cop uniform that she didn't like too much. She was even more excited about being a detective now.

She walked by the kitchen and spotted papers everywhere. She spotted her husband typing on his computer and looking through some papers. "Hey."

He looked up and spotted her there. "Hey. Didn't hear you come in."

She went over to him and gave him a kiss. "What's with the papers?"

"Research." He answered simply as he put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. He had bright green eyes and short brown hair.

Olivia nodded noticing his messy hair. "You just woke up?"

"Couple hours ago." He answered. He was only in shorts and t-shirt.

Olivia grinned seeing the newspaper on the counter top. "Did you see this?"

"Nope. What?"

She opened to the entertainment section proudly. "Marcus Montagu shows extreme creativity in his latest book. With vivid scenes and even more capturing, heartfelt characters, there is no doubt that this author will be one of the greats. The audience will be expecting a sequel and very soon. Mr. Montagu we are waiting." She looked over at her husband as she put the newspaper down. "We are Mr. Montagu."

Marcus smiled a little and gave her a kiss. "Proud?"

She took his face in her hands. "Very. I have some news for you."

"Really? Is it good?"

"Very good." She answered and took his glasses off so she could see his bright green eyes. "I got a new job."

He grinned instantly. "No more guns and bad guys?"

"Oh no. Same career. Promotion though." She answered with a small smile.

He pouted a little and gave her a kiss. "Do you get to sit in an office? Without dealing with criminals?"

"Something like that. You know that job I signed on for?"

He thought for a second. "Um…yes."

"Liar." She challenged with a smile.

"Yes but a horrible liar." He admitted and started kissing her neck.

"Well that job. I asked for a spot in the Special Victims Unit to be a detective. They gave it to me." She answered happily.

He looked up at her. "My baby is going to be a detective?"

"Yup." She answered with a grin.

"We must celebrate by taking off that ugly uniform." He got off his seat and pinned her to the counter top.

"Oh thanks baby." She laughed a little. He unhooked her holster and yanked it off her belt. "Oh manly." She teased with a grin. She placed his glasses on the surface of the table as he unzipped her pants.

"I hate these pants. The make you look manly." He commented as he undid her belt.

"Way to complement me Hun." Olivia rolled her eyes and grabbed his shirt to lead him to the bedroom.

"Wait I have to turn my computer off." Marcus tried to go back but his wife just kept pulling him into their room.

"I am a detective now. I don't wait." She smirked and pushed him on the bed.

"Oh hello dominate Benson." He laid on the bed as she undid his shorts. "Are you going to stop working out as much now that you're a detective?"

"You want me to stop working out?" She asked as she pulled his shorts down and sat on top of him.

"No. I like it that you're fit. I just feel like a bitch when you're stronger than me." He pushed her pants down and threw them to the side.

"I am not stronger then you." She grabbed his arms and sat him up. "You can lift me clear over your head."

He rolled his eyes and started unbuttoning her shirt. "I wish I was buffer."

"I don't. I like you just the way you are." She ran her hands over his body. He wasn't ripped but wasn't scrawny either. He had muscles in the right places to make him look good.

"You are just saying that because I'm your husband." He opened her shirt and began kissing her neck and chest.

She picked his chin up to look at her. "Marcus. Enough." She whispered. "After all these years you shouldn't get shy when we are about to have sex. I know about the scars on your body. You have nothing to hide from me."

He nodded a little and began kissing her. Olivia grabbed his shirt to pull it off but he stopped her. "Not yet." He whispered back.

No matter how many times they made love he still felt extremely insecure about his body. All Olivia could do was wait until he was lost in the zone so she could get him not to think about his scars. She nodded and began kissing him until he was relaxed.

He was beaten multiple times by his father when he was child. His mother abandoned him and his father was extremely violent.

Olivia felt him relax a little as they kissed. She finally took his t-shirt off and tossed it to the side. Marcus froze a little but quickly relaxed.

Olivia gently ran her fingers over his back shoulders. She could feel the healed scars on his back. He was hit multiple times with beer bottles or anything his father could find. Olivia knew each scar and how he got it.

She moved her hands to his chest. Once again she felt the scars. Bottles. Belt Buckles. Wires. The heel of his father's boot. Anything.

Marcus took her shirt off and tossed it to the side. He unhooked her bra as both fell back on the bed with each other in their arms.

Flashback

Olivia sat at her desk as she did paperwork. She got in trouble for not following her lieutenant's orders and was now on desk duty instead of getting suspended.

"Benson."

She looked up right away noticing her lieutenant coming over with a man following. "I'm almost done with this." Olivia motioned to the papers.

"Fine." She nodded and motioned to the stranger behind her. "This is Mr. Montagu; he is doing some research on the academy. Answer his questions."

Olivia raised an eyebrow. "Is this another punishment?" She noticed Montagu smile a little. His smile defiantly lit up the whole room.

"No. You're just on desk duty and he needs a female's point of view. Hopefully you can listen to these instructions this time." Her lieutenant told her and walked away.

Montagu nodded a little at the lieutenant and put his hand out to Olivia. "Marcus Montagu."

"Fancy name." Olivia commented and shook his hand. "Olivia Benson."

"Nice to meet you." He sat down across her. "So what you do to be on desk duty Olivia?"

"Things I wasn't supposed to." She answered. "What are you researching the academy for?"

"Writing a book." He answered.

"You're a writer?" She questioned. She noticed he was only in jeans and a plain t-shirt. "You dress like a writer also."

He looked confusingly at his clothes. "Thanks…I think."

Olivia shrugged and started to do her paperwork. "Ask what you need. I still have to do this work."

Marcus nodded. "Fair enough."He took his paper out and a pen. "How long you been a cop for?"

"Almost eight years."

"Like being a cop?"

"Yup." She answered without thinking about it.

"Plan on promoting yourself to something else?"

She looked up at him. "Are these questions about me or the department?"

He shrugged a little. "Both. I need inspiration on my new character that will oddly be named Olivia."

"Excuse me?"

"I always liked that name." He smirked. "So Olivia, you always feisty like this?"

"None of your business." She answered.

He nodded and wrote something down on his paper.

"What are you writing?"

"That you are bitter because you are on desk duty. No…my character is. Sorry."

"Aren't there laws about putting someone in your writing without their permission?"

"Nope. I'm not using your last name." He answered with a small smile. "Anything else I need to know?"

"Yeah. Go screw yourself." She mumbled and went back to her work.

Marcus just smiled even more. "Wow."

"What now?" She asked annoyed.

"I just never met someone as interesting as you." He answered honestly. "Want to have dinner with me?"

"Not really." She answered.

"Why?"

"Because you're annoying the hell out of me." She answered brutally.

He nodded. "That's fair." He looked over his paper. "Well I think I got everything I need. Thanks for your time."

She looked up at him. "You asked nothing about the academy."

"I know. But a main character is enough. Thanks for the inspiration." He smiled his gorgeous smile again and walked away.

Olivia watched him leave. She shook her head and went back to her work.

End Flashback

Olivia caught her breath on her husband's neck as they finished making love. "That was amazing." She whispered as she held him close.

Marcus nodded and gave her a kiss. "Yeah. I love you." He whispered.

"You too." She whispered and placed a kiss on his bare shoulder.

He rolled off her and caught his breath. He sat up a little and grabbed his t-shirt from the floor. He hated being shirtless because of his scars.

Olivia gently touched his back. "You don't have to put your shirt on."

He said nothing and pulled his shirt on. He tossed the blanket across them and laid back down again. He placed his head on her shoulder. "I wrote a new chapter today."

Olivia smiled. "I want to read."

"No. You have to wait until it's published."

"I'm your wife. I get special privileges. Plus you left your last chapter suspenseful. I have to know if the chick gets out of the secret library alive. Damn you're mysteries to hell Montagu."

He smiled and gave her a kiss. "Want to read it now?"

"Hell yes." She playfully pushed him off her and sat up. She grabbed one of his shirts and pulled it over her. She got up and went to get his laptop.

Marcus pulled on his boxers and sat up against the headboard as she came back.

She gave him the laptop and got under the sheets again. "This time no talking as I read." She warned as he found his writing and gave her the laptop.

"Ok. I'm going to go make food." He gave her a kiss and left the bedroom as his wife started reading.

Flashback

A couple months later Olivia got to work and found a package on her desk. She raised an eyebrow and picked up the yellow package. It was addressed to her from Marcus Montagu. She didn't hear from him in months.

She opened it and found a book inside. She opened the first page and found writing in it with a number.

Olivia raised an eyebrow and flipped the page. She read her name and the exact description of her. She smirked a little since he even wrote about her smile.

She looked around and no one was there. There was no work. She sat down and started reading the book.

End Flashback

Marcus was completely asleep as he heard the closet door open a couple times. The light in their bathroom was already on. "Olivia?" He mumbled.

"It's me." She told him as she walked around the bedroom in panties and a bra trying to figure out what to wear to her first day of being a detective.

"I know it's you. No one in their right mind makes this much noise at." He opened his eyes and to look at the clock. "Six in the morning. Oh god Liv. C'mon."

"I'm trying to get ready for work." She explained and pulled a couple shirts out. "I don't know what to wear."

"Just put something on. You're not going for a beauty pageant. You're a cop for crying out loud."

"Sorry." She whispered. "Go back to sleep. I'm almost done here." She gave him a kiss on the head and went back to her closet. "Oh Marcus?"

"Yes?" He turned to look at her.

"Are jeans too casual for the first day?"

"Kind of." He answered honestly.

She nodded and pulled her suit out. "This?"

He rubbed his eyes and sat up a little. "Yeah. That works."

"Thanks." She smiled and started to put her clothes on.

"Oh yeah. Linda and Bill asked if we wanted to have a double date with them on Saturday."

"Why does your editor like spending so much time with you?" Olivia raised an eyebrow. "She's a nice woman and everything but jeez."

He rolled his eyes. "You don't have to be jealous all the time."

"I'm not jealous. I'm just saying she's your boss. There should be a certain line."

He shrugged. "She's married. It's not a big deal."

"Aww that's sweet. You're sticking up for her."

Marcus laughed a little and laid back on the bed. "Cute."

She rolled her eyes and ran a comb through her hair. "Going back to sleep?"

"No." He mumbled. "I'll write something and then sleep."

"Fine. I'm borrowing your car though." She answered and grabbed his car keys.

"What if I have to go somewhere?" he sat up right away.

"Where are you going to go?" She asked. "You sit at home all day working."

"I go places." He defended.

"Yeah. You go places Mr. t-shirts and boxers." She smirked and gave him a kiss. "You're beginning to get pale because you have no sunlight."

"See. I should go places but now I can't because you took my car." He pouted a little.

Olivia smiled. "Poor baby." She gave him a kiss. "Go in the balcony. Enough sun for your vampire ass."

He instantly started kissing her neck. "I like being a vampire."

She laughed and pushed him off. "Stop. I have to go to work."

"Excited?"

"A little." She shrugged. "I always wanted to work Special Victims cause of my mom and stuff."

He nodded knowing her history. "I'm very proud of you just so you know."

She smiled. "Thanks." Olivia glanced at the clock. "I have five minutes until I'm late. I really have to go."

He nodded and gave her a kiss. "Be good."

"I will." She whispered. "You too." She winked a little and left the room and then the apartment for her first day of being a detective.

A/N: Continue?