Olivia sat at her desk and typed on the computer.
Elliot was sitting across her researching something different then what he was supposed to.
John stood behind him without his knowledge. "Why are you researching Sean the Sicko?"
Elliot instantly closed the window. Olivia quickly looked up. "Just curious." Elliot answered. "Stop spying on me."
John shrugged and walked away.
Olivia kept staring at her partner. "I told you to drop it." She whispered.
"I know but you won't tell me anything. Like, he has a restraining order against you." Elliot whispered. "You requested it but now you let him spend the night?"
"It was a long time ago." She answered.
"How do you fall for a guy like that? You knew he wasn't stable."
Olivia shrugged. "I guess I had a thing for bad boys when I was younger."
Elliot nodded. "Rebellious stage?"
"Yeah. I guess. It was kind of a blessing that Sean killed those people. I would still be drinking and smoking like I did back then."
"You smoked?" Elliot asked in shock.
Olivia nodded. "Like a chimney." She smiled. "Long time ago."
Flashback
Olivia grabbed the Whiskey bottle from the nightstand and took a swig. "You want some baby?" She asked breathlessly as her boyfriend kissed her neck. Both were naked and having very wild sex. It was normal for them.
"No." Sean answered and grabbed the pack of cigarettes on the nightstand. He lit one cigarette and playfully blew smoke into her mouth.
Olivia burst into laughter since she was already drunk. She grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and put it in hers. Sean took the whiskey from her and drank some of it. He poured some on her stomach and began licking it off.
End Flashback
Olivia walked into her apartment and noticed the TV running. "Sean?" She called out.
He came out of the bedroom. "Hey beautiful."
"I thought you were going to leave this morning." She closed the door behind her.
"I did." He nodded. "But then I came back."
"How did you get in?" She questioned.
He shrugged. "Key." He held up a key. "You still keep an extra key under the floor mat."
She grabbed the key from him. "You can go now."
"Are you playing hard to get?" He moved closer. "I do love challenges." He pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
She grabbed it from him and threw it in the sink. "Don't smoke in my house."
He offered her one. "You can have one."
"I don't smoke." She told him sternly.
"Really? Wow. Never thought I see the day." He lit his cigarette up again. She tried to grab it. He pulled away. "C'mon now, be nice." He took a drag and let it out. "Remember how you used to love it when I would blow the smoke into your mouth? You found that hot."
"People change." She answered.
"What a shame that is." He smiled. "You're a cop now too? Weird."
"You know I always wanted to be a cop." She told him. "You're a murderer."
"Is that nice?" He questioned. "So mean. You know you never once came to visit me while I was in there."
"So?" She walked past him. "I had a restraining order against you, why would I visit you?"
"I'm your husband." He answered. "You still love me."
"Used to." She answered and got her checking book. She wrote down something and gave it to him. "Here's 500 dollars. It should be enough for a week for a motel and some food."
"You're throwing me out?" He asked. "I'm your husband Via."
"No you're not. I divorced you."
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did. I don't need you to sign papers for me to divorce you." She answered and opened a drawer. "Read it."
He raised an eyebrow and began reading the papers. He slowly sat down on the couch. "The legal divorce without consent has been granted to Olivia Benson Simms from Sean Spencer Simms." He looked up at her. "You divorced me?"
"Yeah." She nodded.
He nodded and put the papers down. He took the check she wrote him and ripped it apart. "I didn't come here for money Olivia."
"What do you want from me Sean? I moved on."
"Without telling me? The Olivia I knew had enough balls to face the man she was dumping. She didn't hide behind some sneaky ass move like this."
"It's a divorce! Get over it!" She finally yelled.
"You get over it! I went to jail, big deal! You're acting like some pussy!" he yelled back. "What happened to the badass you used to be? I liked her. She was fun"
"I changed for the better Sean. I grew up!"
"You didn't change for the better! You were perfect the way you were!" He yelled back. "You turned into some backstabbing pig!"
"Backstabbing? I didn't testify against you Sean. I saved your ass from being in prison for life."
"You want an award now? You saved my ass just like the many times I saved yours? You want to keep record Olivia?" He moved closer to her. "Remember when I got suspended for pulling the fire alarm? What happened that day?"
"Shut up." She ordered.
"C'mon. You don't remember? You got into a fight in the girls bathroom with some girl because she called your mom a drunken whore. When the teachers were on their way to the bathroom to get you, I pulled the alarm."
"You committed murder. Multiple murders. What did you expect me to do? Drive my life down with you? Or wait for you? You're a joke Sean, grow up."
"I'm a joke?" He moved closer. "You're a fucking joke Olivia. You're living in this little fairy tale. Thinking people give a fuck because you got that shiny little badge on your belt. If they knew you like I did, they wouldn't glance at you twice."
"Then why are you still here? Go."
"You would like that wouldn't you?" He shook his head. "Make up your mind who you want to be. You want to be this little cute cop with your gun looking like you own the place or you want to be old Olivia who didn't go around backstabbing people? You're ridiculous. I thought you didn't want to be like your mother."
She slapped him across the face. "Don't you ever say that to me again."
He laughed a little. "Or what? You going to slam the cuffs on me detective?"
"Shut up Sean. Get out of my apartment before I arrest you for violating your restraining order."
"Aww you still have that in place? Think I'm going to hurt you?" he took a step closer to her. "Go ahead. Arrest me." He put his wrists out. "C'mon big bad cop you are."
She just stared at him. "I'm not dealing with you. Just go."
"Poor baby." He smiled. "You're so cute when you're mad." He pinched her cheek. She slapped his hand away. "Do you still like rough sex? Want to get mad and then screw me huh?"
"You're not getting screwed anymore by me. Ever." She pushed him away.
He smirked and pushed his body on hers. "Is that right?"
"Yes." She attempted to push him off. He simply pushed her against the wall. "C'mon stop." She ordered.
"What?" He kissed her cheek. "You used to like this."
"C'mon I'm not in the mood." She pulled her head away. "Stop it."
He rubbed his body on hers. She instantly felt his erection on her hip bone.
"Stop." She whispered. "Get off."
"C'mon just a little. I haven't held you in so long." He pulled her closer to him.
"No." She answered sternly. He didn't move. "Stop!"
Just when he started pulling away they heard the apartment door open. Olivia instantly spotted Casey and her boyfriend there.
Sean turned around and spotted the two there. He only recognized one. The man was the one that prosecuted him in his trial. He felt his erection go down that instant.
"Get the hell off of her!" Casey yelled recognizing Sean from the papers.
"Relax blondie." Sean smirked and pulled away from Olivia. "Ah counselor Houston." He smirked. "How you doing? Checking up on me?"
"What are you doing here Simms?"
"Getting some." Sean humped the air. "Something you can't do." He laughed and pulled out a cigarette again.
Olivia looked over at Sean. "Leave."
"No." He answered. "I want to talk to Chrissy over here." He went over to Casey's boyfriend. "How you doing?" He grinned. "Getting that big dildo up your ass lately?"
Casey raised an eyebrow at Olivia. "You know this jackass?"
"I'm right here sweetheart." Sean spoke up. "Watch your language."
"Don't talk to her." Chris ordered.
"Or what?" Sean smiled and grabbed his own crotch. "Oh you want to blow me Chris? Oh god Chris. Lick my balls like that." He let out a fake moan and purposefully thrusted at Chris. Chris jumped back. "Fag." He laughed a little and lit his cigarette. "So seriously Chris, when do you want to suck my dick?"
"Sean!" Olivia yelled at him. "Leave."
Sean smiled at Olivia and then at Casey. "Pretty girl like you shouldn't have to blow his small, hairy dick. You are way too hot to be with a guy like this."
"Listen Simms, just leave." Chris stood in front of him.
"Or what?" Sean smiled. "You going to kick my ass?" he pushed him. "What? Stumble much?"
"Sean." Olivia ordered.
Chris pushed him back. "You want to fight me you little punk?"
"You know I do." Sean blew smoke in his face. "C'mon throw a punch you little pussy."
Casey got in front of Chris. "Don't. Let's go."
Chris kept staring at Sean. "You're lucky there are ladies here."
"Aww she got you on a short leash? Poor baby. Bitch whipped aren't you?"
Olivia came over and grabbed Sean by the arm. "Let's go." She pulled him out of the apartment and closed the door behind her. "What's wrong with you?"
"What? I was just messing around." He smiled. "C'mon it was just for fun."
"You made me look like a fucking bitch in front of my best friend and her boyfriend."
"If she's your best friend she will know you're not a bitch." He took another drag of his cigarette
"Go to a motel or something. Please."
"Can you write me another check?" He smiled. She raised an eyebrow. "I'm kidding." He laughed and kissed her cheek. "My god you still make me horny."
She pushed him off. "Go."
"So feisty. I like it." He nodded and checked her out. "I can't wait to get you butt naked on me."
"Sean."
"Ok I'm leaving. Guess who I'm jerking off to though." He grinned. "Her name starts with an O."
"Shut up."
"It's true." He nodded. "I'm going to get drunk and scream your name out all night." He whispered. "Oh Olivia." She shook her head. He walked down the hall. "Oh Olivia!" he yelled out and went down the stairs. She couldn't help but smile a little at his goofiness.
Olivia went back into the apartment and closed the door behind her. "Sorry about that."
"You know that guy?" Casey asked.
"Yeah. I used to be married to him." Olivia answered with a shrug. "Sorry."
"Did you know he went to jail for three murders?" Chris asked. "I prosecuted him."
Olivia nodded. "I know. That's when he became the ex."
"You still let him be around here?" Casey questioned. "He seems nuts."
"He isn't."
"He killed three people." Chris spoke up. "That's pretty damn nuts."
Olivia shrugged a little and went to the kitchen. She hated when people would call her husband crazy. He wasn't. He was normal and most times treated her with more respect than anyone else. He wasn't afraid to tell her the truth to her face. She respected him more than half her friends.
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Olivia woke up to banging on her door while she slept. She opened her eyes and looked at the clock. 2:14 AM. She dragged herself out of bed and pulled on her hoodie.
She went to the door and looked at the peephole. It was Sean. She opened the door only to find him half drunk with a paper bag in his hand. "What?"
"Hi." He smiled and stumbled in. "How are you? I'm good." He nodded and practically fell on her.
She grabbed him before he fell on the ground. "Sean." She let him rest on her shoulder as she closed the door.
"You smell good." He licked her neck. "Hold me mami."
"Baby I don't want to hold you." She answered and went to the couch. "C'mon lay down."
He stuck his tongue out. "Crazy tongue."
"No. No crazy tongue tonight." She put his legs up. She began untying his shoes and threw them to the side.
"Aww hold me." He pleaded. "No holding means me want fuckey. New Via no like drunk sex…I think."
"No she does not. That leads to rape."
"Rape bad." He mumbled. "Naughty, naughty rape."
"That's right." She nodded. She took the Vodka from his hands and put it on the table. She grabbed his arm and instantly noticed needle markings. "Oh Sean."
"Oh Olivia." He smiled a little and hugged her. "Hold me."
"Baby I have to sleep." She whispered. "C'mon."
"Please? I miss affection. Twenty years no hug from anyone…me sad."
She shook her head and sat up on the couch. "Only until you fall asleep." She hugged him and just held him. She knew what kind of drunk he was. He wouldn't dare touch her when he was drunk. He was more rough when he was sober and even then he wouldn't cross his limits when she strictly said no.
Sean slowly pulled her closer and rested his head on her lap. "I missed you. I missed you so much." He mumbled.
"I know." She stroked the back of his hair. "You too." She whispered and gave him a kiss on the head. She held him for a couple minutes and then tried to get up.
"No." He whined. "I'm not sleepy yet."
"Alright." She nodded and kept sitting there. She gently rubbed his back knowing that got him sleepy. A couple minutes later she tried to get up again.
"No." he whined once again. "Don't leave me again."
"I'm just in the next room." She assured him.
He shook his head. "No. You're going to leave again. You already divorced me. You don't like me anymore…me sad again."
She shook her head. "Alright. C'mon." She took his hand and pulled him up. "Sleep with me tonight. No talking though."
He nodded and let her pull him to her bedroom. "You're so cute." He laughed a little and fell on her bed.
"I know." She nodded and undid his jeans. She pulled them down and threw it to the side. "Sit up." She pulled him up. He sat up and rested his head on her chest. "Ouch. I do have sensitive things there you know?"
He growled and bit her breast. She slapped his shoulder. He laughed a little and let go. She pulled his dirty t-shirt off him and threw it on the ground. "Mmm." He moaned.
She shook her head. "You stink by the way."
"Stinky butt." He laughed and rubbed his face on her chest.
She pushed him down on the bed again and took his dirty socks off. "Tomorrow, you are taking a shower."
He nodded and cuddled closer to the pillow. She covered him with the blanket and sprayed some cologne that her ex-boyfriend left in her apartment. She got in bed with him and turned to the other side.
She felt him wrap his arms around her from the back and just hold her. It was so long since she was held. This felt nice.
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Olivia sat at her kitchen table drinking her orange juice when she suddenly heard a loud noise from her bedroom. "Sean?"
"Yeah." He groaned. "I fell."
She got up and went to the bedroom. She leaned on the doorway. "You ok?"
He nodded and rubbed his toe. "Who puts a dresser in the middle of the room?"
She smiled. "It's against the wall."
"Well it's in the way." He mumbled and noticed he was only in his boxer briefs. "Why am I naked?"
"You slept in my bed because you were piss faced drunk and wouldn't let me leave you on the couch."
"Sorry." He answered and looked around. "Where are my clothes?"
"I put them in the washer. They wreaked of booze." She answered. "Check my closet. I think some of my ex's have clothes in there."
"You want me to wear clothes from your old boyfriends?" He smiled.
"After you shower."
"Well you became controlling didn't you?" He shook his head. He opened her closet and looked through it. He pulled out one of her pink blouses. "Did this match his skin?" He pouted and put it against his chest. "How do I look? Like him?"
She smirked and grabbed the blouse from him. "Shut up." She put the shirt back in the closet. She pulled out a hoodie. "Here."
He took it and looked at the Jets hoodie. "No wonder you dumped him. You're a giants fan."
She looked through it and found boxers. "This also."
"Oh now you know my dick is not going anywhere near where his has been. Other then you of course."
She raised an eyebrow. "Junior is not getting near me either baby boy."
"What a shame." He smiled and just watched her.
She looked through the closet and found a pair of jeans. "You can take this also."
"Did this man have any style?" He shook his had and looked at the jeans. "He bought his clothes at K-Mart. Fancy."
"Shut up." She ordered.
"Were the condoms cheap also?" He smirked.
"No. As a matter of fact he was better in bed then you." She smiled at him. "Go take a shower and get dressed."
He just stared at her. "Ha ha. That's funny." He moved closer. "I think I need to remind you of my crazy tongue." He stuck his tongue out.
She rolled her eyes. "He had a better tongue too. Licked me wherever I wanted."
"That's called bitch whipped." He smiled. "If he was so amazing, why aren't you still together?"
She shrugged. "Work got in the way."
"Oh he was afraid of a little rape stories?"
"Sort of." She answered. "That's none of your business either."
He nodded a little and looked at the clothes. "You're better off. A jet's fan that shops at K-Mart. You deserve better."
"What do I deserve? A druggie?" She questioned. "What's with the needle marks Sean?"
He looked at his forearm and quickly put it behind his back. "Nothing."
"You used while in prison?"
He shrugged. "It made the time go by faster and made the pain go away."
"What pain? Big badass like you couldn't take a little pain?"
"Don't talk to me like you know what it's like to be in prison for twenty years. You know nothing."
"I know that the man I married wasn't a druggie."
"Well you divorced one didn't you? Congrats." He shook his head and headed to the shower.
"What pain Sean?" She called after him.
"None of your damn business." He called back
"It's not fun when someone is snooping in your business is it?"
He stopped at the doorway of the bathroom and turned to look at her. "You really want to know?"
"Well since you know all of my private business I might as well know yours. Did you get beat up or something?"
He just stared at her. "Yes. I was beaten, raped and pushed around for twenty years. Happy?" He said nothing else and slammed the bathroom door shut.
Olivia just stood there. She hated pushing him to talk about his problems but she knew that was the only way he would let her in half the time.
