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A/N Spoilers for Stalked

Olivia pulled her coat around her tighter as she practically ran into her building. She looked around the main lobby and found, with some surprise, that no one was there. Usually there would be at least someone in the lobby just coming in or just going out.

"Probably all gone to there family's for Christmas, spend money on things no one cares about, idiots" Olivia muttered even though no one was around to hear her. She walked over to the elevator and pushed the up button and she rode to the floor in silence. When she got off, the silence met her and truth be told, this did not sit well wit her. There would always be some talking going on on her floor, some TV blaring, some Radio blasting a song, but tonight it was silent. She got out her keys and went to unlock the door when she noticed the door handle was changing. She examined it closer and found that he door knob had changed into the face of one of her dear friends, late ADA Karen Fitzgerald.

"Karen?" Olivia quietened, looking at this closer.

"Olivia!" the specter yelled loudly. Olivia let out a cry of fright and jumped back and quickly got out her gun, but when she turned to look at Karen again, it had morphed back into a regular doorknob. Olivia examined it more closely then ran a shaky hand through her hair and putting back her gun.

"It was nothing, your just tired" she told herself, hesitating to open the door.

"Get over your self Olivia!" she mentally yelled before opening the door quickly and slamming it shut. She quickly looked around her empty apartment and took a shaky breath and then turned towards the door, half expecting to see Karen's hair sticking out of the door. She quickly turned on the lights and looked around.

"Olivia your fine, there nothing wrong, Karen's dead, she didn't suddenly change into your door handle" she told herself, not be leaving herself at all. She forced herself to shake th incident away, but to say that the incident at eh door had not frightened Olivia would be untrue, so she could not shake the thought.

Ten minutes later Olivia was sitting up on her couch in her pajammas with a blanket around her, a cup of coco in her hand, and was flipping through her channels trying to find something un Christmas related. She finally decided on a cop drama on USA where one character just had a gun put to there head and was trying to convince a girl to shoot the guy who held it there, but the girl kept saying no.

"Don't shoot him!" Olivia couldn't help but cry out when the girl whispered "I'm sorry." Just then she heard a knock on the door

"Who is it?" she asked, getting tears in her eyes after a group of snipers shot the guy instead. No one answered so Olivia got up and went to the door and opened it and looked out the peephole, she could see no one. Olivia rolled her eyes before going back to the couch and sitting back down. Two seconds later there was another knock on the door and Olivia rolled her eyes again and groaned

"Look it's almost twelve a clock at night, can't this wait till morning?" she practically yelled. Just then all her lights dimmed and her TV shut off. Olivia couldn't help but whimper a little bit of fear.

"It's just the snow messing with the power cords, there be up in no time" she told herself, trying not to scare herself. She heard another loud knock and she couldn't help but let out a small cry of fear.

"Please just go away!" she cried out in fear. There was another knock on the door and Olivia looked at the door.

"Leave me alone!" she yelled, trying not let tears show. Just then, a gray leg came through the door, followed by another one and then a body, and the finally a head, all transparent. Olivia's eyes widened as she looked at the transparent women that had just passed through her door without any trouble at all.

"Who are you?" Olivia asked fearfully.

"Ask me who I was" the women said a little sternly.

"Okay, who the hell were you then?"

"In life I was one of your best friends and ADA's Karen Fitzgerald." Olivia's eyes widened then she stood up, her eyes not leaving Karen.

"Humbug Karen died seven years ago, there's no way you can be her. So tell me who you are or I will arrest you for trespassing" Olivia said, her nerve finding her again.

"why don't you believe me? This is just like the time when I said that we wouldn't get the guy based on circumstances evidence but you had to go and arrest him anyway."

"I don't believe you because first off Karen died, and second, a little thing could a little thing could affect your mind. I mean I haven't slept more then two hours in a week, I haven't been eating right at all. Yeah, yeah thats it" she said out loud, trying to convince herself that a ghost wasn't standing in her living room. "You could be a bit of bad pizza, a blot of bad relish, a fragment of an underdone bagel . Yes, theres more gravy then of grave about you" Karen let out a loud yell that made Olivia run to her couch and begin to shake from fear.

"Damn it Olivia do you believe in me or not!?" she yelled.

"Fine!" Olivia yelled back "fine I believe you okay, you wanna sit down, maybe a cup of coffee or something?" Karen shook her head

"I'm good, coffee runs right through me."

"I would imagine" Olivia said looking at her transparent body. Karen walked over to her and sat down on the couch and Olivia sat as far away as she could from her.

"Karen, you know your dead right?" Olivia asked timidly.

"Yeah, but I'm here for your sake Liv."

"My sake? freaking me the hell out by turning into my doorknob, then making my lights go out, then knocking on my door when the lights were out scaring me to death is for my sake!?" Karen nodded

"Yeah, I mean how else would I be able to get your attention." Olivia shook her head and gave a small chuckle.

"Your right, but why are you here Karen? Does it have somethign to do with warning me about White?" Olivia asked a little fearfully. Karen shook her head.

"No, however there is something I need to speak to you about."

"What?"

"You haven't learned the meaning of Christmas Liv. Every single Christmas your at work working on paperwork or your newest case, you never celebrate with your friends, you never have any joy around this time of year, and I gotta tell you, the big guy upstairs really doesn't like you not liking this day all that much."

"So" Olivia said a little confused, "I spend my days catching rapist and pedophiles, I put my life on the line everyday to protect the people of this city, and I may have trouble getting into heaven?" Karen nodded

"Yes, Olivia, why do you hate the Holidays so much? It's the time of happiness, of family, of friends, of kissing certain detectives under the mistletoe" she said motioning to one of the pictured of Elliot. Olivia rolled her eyes

"whatever, but Karen, I'm not into the Holidays, never have been, never will be. Why s that such a big deal?"

"Because! it's the Holidays, you need to be joyful around this time of year. I didn't and"

"oh god Karen please tell me you didn't go to hell" Olivia said fearfully."

"What?" Karen said with a small scoff "hell no I didn't go to hell. But from the Friday after Thanksgiving to January 2nd, I always have to wonder the earth looking at all the holiday spirit and cheer that I could of experienced and helped with, instead I was concentrating on my stupid career during that tine. It's a very lonely place to be Olivia, thats why I'm here to help. You will be haunted by three spirits tonight."

"No! I don't want to be haunted anymore!" Olivia cried out. Karen shrugged

"tough, it's your fault your such a scrooge during the holidays. And these ghosts will help you get holiday spirit in you. Now the first will appear at the stroke of one, the second at two, and the third will appear whenever he want. You got it?" Olivia sighed then nodded

"yeah yeah I got it." Karen smiled at her

"good, now I gotta go, I'll see you lat- oh wait, never mind. Bye Olivia." Karen got off the couch and walked to the door.

"Wait" Olivia said rushing over to her. "What's heaven like?" Karen turned to her and shrugged

"I'm not sure what yours is like, we all have different interpretations of what heaven is like and when we die, we go to that place." Olivia nodded then Karen gave her a smile before floating out the door.

Just then all the lights in her house came on and the TV turned back on. Olivia shook her head before going over and turning off her TV.

"That was just a dream, that didn't just happen" she told herself walking into her bedroom, 'accidentally' forgetting to turn off the lights. Olivia got into bed and covered herself with the blanket and closed her eyes, quickly falling asleep, thinking the same thing over and over.

"Ghost. Bah, humbug."

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