Another new story. None of my others will be put on hold, I have a lot of plans for all three of my stories. This story is different than anything I've done before but I am really enjoying it and I hope you do too.

Recently I began watching reruns and have found my love for the show once again. I know Nick is not on the show anymore but for this story he is.

I only own my OC Detective Samantha Scott. Just want to be clear she is not me at all just using the name (Her looks are based on Sophia Bush) I hope that people will like her. Her attitude can be rough but there is a reason for it.

There is some harsh language in this chapter. As always thoughts are in italic.

"C'mon people. Step on the gas and the car will move," an irritated Samantha Scott shouted to herself as she sat in the New York traffic.

"Go," she beeped the horn at the cars who were stopped at a green light. As the cars began to move and she took the foot of the brake and then a black SUV came out of nowhere and was now in front of her. She beeped again. "Fucking asshole. I hate New York."

The Starbucks was crowded as always, if there was one thing that New Yorkers loved it was their morning coffee. Sam always started her morning with her Venti Americano. Taking out her phone to open her Starbucks app she moved up in the line when she felt something cold on the front of her blouse.

"What the hell," she screamed looking up to see a man around six feet with dark hair and dark brown eyes, in any other circumstance she'd admit the man was attractive, but today with a smirk on his face and her shirt soaked with iced coffee that wasn't the word she would use to describe him.

"Pay attention next time," she shouted.

"Me, you were nosing through your damn phone."

"This is an expensive blouse, the least you could do is pay for dry cleaning."

The man laughed, "Sorry lady I'm gonna be late to work. Have a good day," and with that he was out the door. She watched as he entered a black SUV, the same one that had cut her off earlier. "Asshole," she mumbled.

With a new and dry blouse she entered the police precinct with a smile on her face happy to start her new job. "Excuse me I'm looking for Lieutenant Benson," she spoke to a man with her back turned to her. When he turned around the smile quickly left her face.

"You,"

"Nice to see you again. Nice shirt."

"Nice to see they didn't teach you how to be a gentleman in the academy."

The other detectives watched intrigued, "You two know each other?" asked Amanda Rollins.

"We've run into each other," he smiled.

Before she could speak again Olivia walked over. "Glad to see you two getting acquainted Nick meet your new partner Detective Samantha Scott, Samantha this is Nick Amaro." Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse.

The new partners currently sat in Nick's SUV on their way to a crime scene. After being introduced to the rest of the team she easily got along with all of them, all of them except her partner.

"Are you going to stay quiet this whole ride?" he questioned as the silence became too much.

"That was the plan."

"Look we're partners now. Clearly we didn't get off to a good start but we're going to be working together," he told her.

"Your right. But I don't like you," she replied.

"Right now that feeling is mutual," he retorted. "We're stuck together so you're going to have to deal with each other."

"What do you want, for me to tell you my life story?" she scoffed, "Sam Scott, thirty four, worked homicide in the Bronx for six years, three in DC before transferring here."

"Why'd you transfer here?"

She gave her new partner a glare no way I'm answering that. "So tell me your life story Detective Amaro."

He noted the deflection of his question before answering hers, "I've been with SVU for five years before that I was narcotics. I have an eight year old daughter Zara."

"You married?" she questioned.

"Yes," he said quickly flashing his wedding ring. "You?"

Before she could answer, his phone had rung as Olivia had called with new information regarding their case. Sam breathed a sigh of relief; answering the marriage question was the worst.

"Liv you didn't see the way she was the victim," Nick pleaded to his boss, "I cant work with her." Nick and Sam were back at the station and while Sam was busy filling out paperwork Nick headed to see Olivia.

"Nick it's her first day."

"She's insane."

"She's one the best damn detectives I've seen in a while. Other than her attitude her superiors have nothing bad to say. I partnered her with you for a reason, you two are very similar."

"Liv you can't be serious, she yelled at a victim and accused her of lying."

"You haven't always handled your anger well either," Olivia replied, "You and I didn't get along right away in the beginning."

"You and her are nothing alike."

Olivia sighed, knowing how stubborn he could be, "Just give it some time Nick. I know what I'm doing, just trust me." Nick sighed as he left her office and right into another person.

"Do you ever watch where you're going?" that irritated voice belonged to his new partner.

He opened his mouth to speak but decided against saying anything as he didn't want to start a fight in the squad room in front of all of his coworkers.

Ten minutes later, Samantha, after having just spoken to Olivia walked over to her desk opposite Nick and took a seat.

"You went a tattled to mommy because you didn't like what I said, that's sad Amaro."

"You were out of line Scott," he replied. Both gave each other a hard glare, neither speaking; the look saying it all. This is going to be very interesting.