Everything That I Need

Summary: Olivia has everything that she needs: a job, supportive friends, and a loving boyfriend/partner. However, Dani Beck is missing something in her life and is determined to get it, and no one, not even Olivia, will stand in her way. E/O.

Author's Note: I'm writing this fanfic for three reasons. One, I was inspired. Two, I love EO! And three, I want Dani Beck to suffer.

Disclaimer: Dick Wolf owns Law & Order: SVU. TeenQueen661© owns the plot of the story.

Chapter 1: Dani Beck Is Back.

It was unbelievable. Twelve years as partners and an additional three years as partners in life.

From day one, everyone in the Manhattan Special Victims Unit precinct knew that Elliot and Olivia made the perfect couple. What they didn't know was it would take twelve years for the two detectives to get together.

Of course, there was still some business to take care of once their secret relationship was discovered. One day, Munch stumbled across them in an interrogation room, being intimate with each other. Munch was scarred for life. He could have gone his whole life without seeing that. An hour after Munch's discovery, everyone in the precinct was aware of Elliot and Olivia's relationship.

So, back to the business that was to be taken care of.

First of all, Cragen called Elliot and Olivia into his office. Once they were all in his office, with the door closed, he gave them a long lecture about going against SVU policy, among other things that shouldn't be mentioned. After ten minutes or so of lecturing, he congratulated the two detectives and allowed them to stay partners at work, as long as their relationship didn't interfere with their work.

Second of all, Elliot knew he was going to have a future with Olivia and decided that his kids needed to know about the relationship, which was pointless, considering they knew about it already. When asked how they found out, Maureen piped up, saying, "You should really keep your bedroom door shut, Dad."

Needless to say, Maureen approved of their relationship, as did Kathleen. Lizzie and Dickie were thrilled that their dad found someone happy to be with.

Thirdly, people in the precinct either started gaining or losing money from bets they made on Elliot and Olivia and whether or not they would get together. It's been three years since Elliot and Olivia got together, and Munch still owes Fin a LOT of money.

Anyway, it was time for the Annual NYPD Police Banquet. Officers from all precincts across the state of New York were to attend, including cadets from the police academy and detectives and ADAs from any of New York's precincts.

This year's banquet was located at one of New York's finest banquet halls. There were red and gold streamers hanging from the ceilings. There was an archway of red and gold balloons over the entrance to the hall. There were round tables scattered across the hall, each covered with red tablecloths and kitchen utensils, as well as a centerpiece of red roses for each table. Each table sat up to ten people.

At their table, Munch was sitting in his seat, trying to complete a crossword puzzle in the newspaper he brought with him. He was dressed in a dark, grey tuxedo with a red tie, and black dress shoes. His dark sunglasses covered his eyes. Fin sat in his seat on the right side of Munch, who didn't seem to dress up so much. For the occasion, he just threw on a black leather jacket over his regular clothes.

Melinda was seated on the other side of Fin, whom she accompanied to the banquet that night. She was out of her typical medical examiner uniform and was wearing a turquoise, one-shoulder gown that skimmed her body. On her feet were black, one-inch heels. Her dark hair went down to her mid back in a wavy style.

"Six-letter word for an EO shipper's favourite organ," Munch read aloud, tapping his pencil on the table, in thought.

"What the hell is an EO shipper?" Fin asked, confused.

Melinda raised an eyebrow. "A what?"

"An EO shipper," Fin repeated.

Melinda shrugged. "No clue."

"I'm stumped," Munch said.

"No idea, whatsoever," Fin added.

Just then, Casey and Alex approached their table. They were allowed to attend as guests of the Manhattan Special Victims Unit. Casey was in a black, spaghetti-strap, cocktail dress, with a silk, marroon sash around the waistline. She wore black heels on her feet and her strawberry blonde hair went down slightly past her shoulders and curled inwards.

Alex wore a black, flowing, halter-neck, cocktail dress. with gold curls embroidered all over the dress. She also had black heels on her feet and her wavy blonde hair flowed down slightly past her shoulders and curled outwards.

"Did we miss anything?" Alex asked.

"No, we're still waiting for the banquet to start," Munch answered, looking over his crossword puzzle.

Casey looked over Munch's shoulders at the crossword puzzle. "Crossword puzzle?"

"Yeah, " Fin replied, looking up at Alex and Casey. "Any of y'all know what an EO shipper is?"

Alex shook her head. "No, I haven't heard of that before."

"Neither have I," Casey said.

"Maybe, it's a typo," Alex said.

While they were occupied with the crossword puzzle, Elliot entered the hall, dressed in a black tuxedo and black dress shoes that would have any female in the hall fainting at the sight of him.

Olivia had her left arm looped around Elliot's right arm. She was dressed in a sleeveless, backless, V-neck, navy blue cocktail dress that matching the colour of Elliot's tie. She had black heels on her feet and her short, brown hair went down to her shoulders in waves.

"Moving on," Munch said, when no one could figure out what an EO shipper was, let alone what it's favourite organ was.

"Next one," Casey suggested, reading the clue. "Six-letter word for beautiful."

Elliot approached them, with Olivia by his side. "Olivia."

Everyone at the Manhattan Special Victims Unit table turned to look at who spoke and smiled when they came face to face with Elliot and Olivia.

"It's about time you two got here," Alex said, smiling.

"Have we missed much?" Elliot asked.

"Not really," Fin answered, his eyes on Olivia. "By the way, you look amazing, baby-girl."

"I got to say, Elliot," Alex began. "I bet Olivia agrees with me when I say that you look absolutely - "

"Pretty!" Casey exclaimed.

Munch, Fin, Alex, Melinda, and Olivia sent Casey weird looks. Elliot wasn't sure whether to be complimented or freaked out by Casey's comment.

"Casey, have you lost it?" Olivia questioned.

"No, I got the answer to the crossword puzzle thing," Casey explained, pointing at the newspaper. "Pretty is another word for beautiful."

Everyone at the table exchanged looks of understanding, as Munch scribbled down Casey's answer to the puzzle. Elliot turned to Olivia, smiling.

"I'm serious though, Liv," he said, caressing her cheek. "When the word beautiful comes to mind, I think of you."

Olivia grinned. "Thanks, El."

"I'm glad I can call you beautiful and not get my ass kicked by you," Elliot said, chuckling, as his hand travelled down to cup her ass.

Olivia slapped his roaming hand away. "Do that again while we're in public and I'll kick your ass all the way to New Jersey."

"Understood," Elliot replied, taking a seat.

Olivia took a seat on the right side of Elliot. Alex was on the other side of her. George Huang, whom the squad invited to the banquet, approached the table and took the seat on the other side of Alex. Cragen returned from talking to a captain from another precinct and sat down in between George and Munch. Fin remained in his seat, between Munch and Melinda. Casey sat between Melinda and Elliot.

It wasn't long until the commissioner approached the podium on the stage and began his welcoming speech for the NYPD Police Banquet. After listening to what felt like a long, pointless speech, waiters and waitresses began scurrying around the hall, placing dishes of freshly cooked food onto all of the tables.


"So, why did you two take a while to come here tonight?" Alex asked, after swallowing some caesar salad.

Elliot nearly choked on his pasta at the word come. Munch and Fin snickered at Elliot's reaction to the word.

"Shut up, Cabot," Olivia snapped, rubbing Elliot's back.

"I'm just saying that you two must have been very occupied before realizing you might have been late attending the banquet," Alex explained, smirking.

Fin snickered again. "You can't keep your hands off of each other for two seconds, huh?"

Olivia ignored Fin, her attention focused on her partner. "You okay, El?"

"Don't worry, Liv," Elliot reassured her. "I'm okay."

Olivia smiled, brushing her lips across his.

"Well, there goes my appetite," Alex groaned, pushing away her plate of chicken.

Melinda nodded, placing her fork onto her plate. "Same here."

"So," Huang said, trying to change the subject. "How are the kids, Elliot?"

"Okay, I guess," Elliot answered. "You won't believe what Dickie did, though."

Olivia laughed, remembering the incident. "It was hilarious."

"Do tell," Alex encouraged, listening attentively.

"Liv and I took the kids to the park on the weekend," Elliot explained. "He went up to this random couple in their twenties and sounding surprised, he said that he has not seen them in so long."

Fin chuckled. "What did the couple do?"

Olivia scoffed. "What could they do? According to Lizzie, they played along to avoid embarassment."

Melinda laughed. "Didn't you do anything about it?"

Elliot shook his head. "It's hard for me to pay attention to my kids when my hands are up Olivia's - OW! "

Underneath the table, Olivia had inflicted pain on Elliot by stepping on his foot, and since she was wearing heels, it definitely hurt him a lot. Elliot turned to his girlfriend, who threw him a glare.

"Finish that sentence, Stabler and you're in for a world of more pain," Olivia warned, her eyes narrowing. "You have been warned."

Elliot groaned, rubbing his sore foot with his other foot to ease the pain. "Damn, Liv, that hurt."

"You're lucky tonight," Olivia said, smirking. "I left my gun at home."

"You wouldn't shoot me, baby," Elliot said, smiling. "No matter how much I piss you off."

Olivia grinned a bit. "You're lucky I love you."

Before Elliot could pull Olivia in for a kiss, Fin coughed, getting up from his seat.

"So, who's up for drinks?" he asked, gesturing to the bar nearby.

"I'm in," Casey replied, getting up from her seat.

"Same here," Munch added, joining Fin and Casey.

"Count me in," Elliot said, as he got up from his seat. He held his hand out to Olivia. "Coming, Liv?"

"You bet," she replied, taking his hand.

Olivia followed Elliot, Casey, and Fin to the bar, with Munch right behind them. Alex stayed at the table, starting a conversation with Melinda. Cragen and Huang went off to speak with some police cadets nearby.


Outside the hall, a taxi pulled up to the curb. The door opened and a woman got out. She was wearing an olive green, strapless, fitted, knee-high dress, and silver heels. Her blonde, frizzy-hair flowed down to her mid-back.

After paying the driver for her ride, she climbed up the steps to the hall entrance. She took a deep breath and let it out, smoothing out her dress.

"Tonight is the night, Elliot," she said, as she walked into the hall, confidently. "Dani Beck is back."

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-TeenQueen661.