Disclaimer: Demi owns the song, Dick owns the characters, I own the story.

Thanks to those that reviewed, favored, and followed! I hope I didn't disappoint anyone about Olivia being with Dean. Don't worry though. There will be future EO! The idea I have with this specific song seems so great in my head, so hopefully I get it right when I write it out lol. Well, without further ado, here is chapter two!


Olivia arrived at the crime scene fifteen minutes after leaving her apartment. She parked her car on the corner of the street and made her way over. She approached a uniform cop that stood in front of the crime scene. She showed him her badge and he raised the crime scene tap, letting her pass through.

She walked over to the group of detectives that stood around the body lying on the ground. Nick Amaro looked at his partner and smiled, but it quickly faded when he looked at her eyes. Her make-up was done nicely, different from her usual work make-up.

"Had another date tonight with Dean?" he asked.

"Yup. Too bad it had to get cut short, again." She replied with a sigh. She walked up to the body and bent down to observe it. "So what do we have?"

"Caucasian female, twenty-two years old, her name is Raleigh McGuire. She was a student at Hudson University." M.E. Melinda Warner said as she continued to search the body.

"How bad is it, Melinda?" Olivia asked as she stood up.

"The suspect did a number on her. She was raped on both ends. No fluids, but I found spermicide."

"So he used a condom." Olivia responded quietly.

"He bruised her up badly as well. There are bruises all over her abdomen, chest, arms, neck, and head. I found skin under her nails, she definitely fought back."

"However it wasn't enough. How long has she been dead?"

"I'd say about two hours tops. Once I get her on the table, I'll be able to tell you more."

"Thanks, doc." Nick said. Melinda gave the detectives a small nod and continued her work. Nick and Olivia turned and walked towards the other detectives and Captain Cragen.

"So… how are you and Dean doing? Besides the many interrupted dates and everything." Nick asked.

"We—we're great. Thanks for asking." Olivia responded hesitantly.

"You don't sound so positive, Liv. What's going on?"

"I'd rather not talk about it…"

"Hey now, we've been partners for a long time now and I trust you with everything I have. Why can't you just do the same?"

"Okay one, I don't think you can classify seven months as "a long time." And two, I do trust you, but it's still a little hard because—"

"I'm not your ex-partner." Nick finished for her.

"Yeah…" Olivia nodded.

Nick stopped walking and grabbed Olivia's arm. He turned her around so she was now face-to-face with him. "Liv, I understand you had a hard time dealing with what happened to you since the shooting. And I know you're still hurting greatly about Elliot leaving, especially when you got that necklace back in November."

Olivia quickly took the Semper Fi medal into her hands, not moving her eyes from her partner.

"Over the seven months we were able to build a great partnership, and friendship outside work. I know I'm nothing like Elliot and you won't be able to get that same connection you had with him again with me, but I'm trying here. I even helped you get out of that funk you were in the past three months."

"You had help from everyone in the squad, Nick." Olivia laughed.

Nick chuckled and returned his focus to Olivia. "Well yeah, I did. Point is, if something is bothering you to the point that it will affect your work, you should tell me, especially if it's something with Dean. I heard enough stories to know that he can be a prick when he wants to."

"Wow, you're really starting to sound like Elliot more about my love life."

"I'm sorry, Liv. But it's true. I don't want any guy breaking your heart. I may still be a rookie, but I'm a master when it comes to relationships. I have my own issues with my marriage that I'm trying to work out now."

"How is your wife? Everything okay over seas?"

"She's great. She will be able to come home soon. My daughter will be happy to see her."

"How about you?" Olivia asked as she narrowed her eyes on Nick.

"Of course I'll be happy to see her as well. We just have some stuff to talk about. So, what's going on with you and Dean?"

The two detectives continued their walk. Olivia took in a deep breath and sighed. "We got into another fight two nights ago… it wasn't exactly resolved."

"What about this time?"

"The necklace… he bought me a new one a week ago. When we met for our date, I had this one on along with the one he got me. He asked why I had the medal one on and all hell broke loose. I wish he would just drop the medal issue already."

"Maybe he thinks you still have some feelings for Elliot." Nick suggested.

"I—we—it's…" Olivia paused and shrugged her shoulders. "It's complicated. Everything about Elliot and I is complicated. Always have been. Since I got this necklace and new badge, it's pretty much the only two things I have left of him. I can't stop wearing it because he wants to have a fit about it."

"Dean wasn't a big fan of Elliot though, right?"

"Nope. El wasn't his biggest fan either. Ever since I came back from that undercover case in Oregon, those two were always at each other's necks."

"Did you talk to Dean about it?"

"I can't. I can't even mention El anymore without a fight happening. When we first started dating, he seemed okay about it. But he got more annoyed with it as time passed. He hates that I still have pictures of him in my apartment. What am I suppose to do? Get rid of them just because Elliot went MIA?"

"He just wants you to be happy, Liv."

"I don't know, Nick. Things have been a little rocky the past couple of weeks."

"It will work out. Don't stress over it too much. You'll be fine. And if he dares to mess with you in any way, I'll be there to kick his ass."

Olivia let out a laugh as she stared at her partner. "You just got all Stabler on me, Amaro."

"Hey, I have some big shoes to fill. Someone has to be the asshole sometimes." Nick laughed. He gave Olivia's arm a gently squeeze and walked ahead of her to join the group.

Olivia shook her head as she watched Nick go. She smiled, but it quickly faded. Her thoughts went right back to him. Elliot Stabler. Her ex-partner. The man that still secretly had her heart. Don't get her wrong—she truly cared for Dean. He's the only man, besides Elliot, that understands her job and what it asks of. He cared about her and treated her right. Dean grew on her during the time they have been together. She enjoyed the company and admires the time they spend together. She loved him, yes. But was she in love with him? She tells herself "yes." However, the many arguments that have accumulating over the past couple weeks have been getting to her. She hates that Dean always has something negative to say about Elliot. Yes, Elliot had a bad temper and was a hot head at times. Yes, Elliot needed some help to control his anger and how he would handle people. Olivia grew to accept and love that about him. Elliot is also a caring person who really connected with the victims. Elliot is a wonderful person with a big heart filled with enough love to last a lifetime. Elliot was a loving and supportive father to his five children. Although their marriage had its many ups and down, Elliot was still a devoted husband and cared for his wife Kathy. Well, more like ex-wife. Two weeks after the shooting, Kathy came to the precinct and asked Olivia if she has seen Elliot. She had a packet of papers for him, divorce papers. Signed and everything. That was the last time Olivia talked to her or seen the kids.

When Elliot left, she constantly called and texted him, leaving messages. She even emailed him five times a day, hoping he would respond to one of them. After two months of trying, she decided to give up and hoped for him to contact her when he was ready. Months passed and she started to get depressed. It affected her work greatly and Captain Cragen had to order her to take some vacation time. When she returned to work, she didn't seem any better, but her work was back to normal. She caught up with Dean on a case the unit had with the FBI. They connected and have been in touch since. They began dating and made the relationship official. Everyone around was happy that Olivia was in a relationship, but they could see that she truly didn't want it, at least with Dean. As time passed, they saw that she was growing to care for him. Deep down inside, they knew that Dean wasn't enough to get her out of the deep funk she was in. They knew a certain blue-eyed detective was the only answer to solve this problem.

Olivia finally made her way over to the group and tuned in to hear what Cragen had to say.

"Munch and Rollins, I want you two to work this case. Go see Raleigh's parents and give them the news. Amaro, head to the M.E.'s office and get the results from Warner. Fin, we'll head back to the station and start looking for any cases that match the MO." Cragen finished with a nod and the detective went their separate ways. He walked up to Olivia and placed his hand in his coat pocket. He took out a small envelope and handed it to her.

"This was delivered at the station a few minutes before I called you."

"Who is it from?"

"Him." Cragen responded quietly.

Olivia's eyes grew big as she stared at Cragen. She quickly opened the envelope and took the letter out. She opened it and began reading it out loud.

Liv,

Can we meet up tonight? I need to see you—to apologize, to explain everything. There is so much to say, but not enough space on this paper to write it. I owe it to you to at least say it all in person. I know you're probably still pissed at me, and I don't blame you. I'd feel the same way if I were in your shoes. I just want to talk. It would mean a lot if you can. I'll be at our favorite coffee shop at 8, sitting at our table. Hope you will come. I really do miss you, Liv…

- El

Olivia shot her head up and looked at Cragen, confused. "Should I go?"

"You deserve to hear what he says. He really wants to see you."

"You… you talked to him?"

"I did. He personally came to the precinct to give that to me. He called before arriving, to make sure you weren't there. We talked, he's in a good place right now."

"Where did he go? What happened to him?" Olivia asked with concern.

"He'll explain it to you. I think it's better to hear it from him. Go, Liv. But first, head home. Get cleaned up." Cragen ordered. He took her into his arms and gave her a reassuring hug. Olivia returned the gesture. Seconds later, she pulled away and smiled. She turned around and walked off to her car.

Cragen smiled as he watched his senior detective go. He always thought of Olivia as a daughter. He grabbed his cell phone and dialed a number. It rang two times and someone picked up.

"Is she coming?"

"Yes. Please, don't screw this up. If you hurt her, I'm gonna kill you myself."

"Duly noted, cap. Thanks." The call ended and Cragen closed his phone. Hopefully things will work out for the best.


After debating on stopping home to clean up, Olivia arrived at the small corner coffee shop she and Elliot always go to. She didn't bother going home to freshen up. She wanted to see him. She needed to see him, to hear his voice. She parked the car and went to the entrance. She walked through the doors and began searching for him. She recognized him at the specific table they always sit at when they get coffee. She quickly walked over to the table.

Elliot noticed her walking over. He stood up and met her gaze as she approached him.

"Hey."

Before Olivia could say anything, she quickly raised her hand and smacked Elliot hard on his face. Seconds after the even occurred, she finally realized what she had done. Her mouth dropped as she saw the hand mark turn red on Elliot's cheek.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry. I don't know why I just did that."

"No, it's okay. I deserved it." Elliot said forcing a smile. His cheek was now sore, but he couldn't blame her for doing it.

"I'm really sorry, El."

"It's okay, Liv. If I remember exactly, you're here so I can apologize to you. Here, sit." He gestured her to sit down. Once she did, he sat in his chair and folded his hands, sitting them on the table.

"So…" Olivia began.

"So… you look great."

"Thanks. You too." The two gave each other an awkward smile, leaving a big gap of silence. Although the silence was not awkward, there was still tension between them.

"El, I—"

"Olivia," Elliot interrupted. Olivia closed her mouth and stared at him. She knew that it was seriously when he used her full name. "I want to say that I am very, very sorry. I cannot express that enough. I left at a terrible time, leaving you to hurt and grieve all by yourself. I left you alone when you really needed me to be there for you. I just—I just couldn't handle it anymore. The thought of killing Jenna ate me alive. I had to leave. It was the only option I really had that made me feel better about myself."

"Where did you go, El?"

"A rehab. I went to get help. I went to Virginia a week after the shooting. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't get that day out of my head. It was like a horror movie on repeat."

"So you've been there this whole time?"

"Yes. I wanted to contact you back. I wanted to talk to you, to see you. But the doctors had very strict rules about contacting people outside the program."

"Oh… so, are you feeling better now?" Olivia asked as she studied him. He did look relaxed and at ease. He looked great. His arms and shoulders were more muscular and tone. She shook her head to get rid of the thoughts.

"Yes. I feel great. I haven't had any bad dreams, I coped with the situation, and I want nothing more to reconnect with you again, with everyone." Elliot reached his arms out and took Olivia's hands into his.

Olivia looked down at their hands and watched as his thumbs ran over the back of her hands. She looked up at him and opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the buzzing of her cell phone.

"I'm—I'm so sorry. I have to get this." Olivia reached into her pocket and grabbed her phone, answering the call. "Benson."

"Where the hell are you? I've been waiting here at your apartment for the past hour and you have yet to even call." Dean said on the other line.

"Okay, I'm on my way." Olivia said sounding aggravated. She hung up the call before Dean could say anything else. She looked at Elliot and frowned. "I'm so sorry, El, but I have to go."

"No… it's fine." Elliot said. He was disappointed that their time together had to end already.

"Can we possibly pick this up another day? Maybe tomorrow?" she asked standing up from her seat.

"That sounds great." Elliot took Olivia into his arms and hugged her tightly. She was tense at first, but quickly eased up in his embrace, taking in his scent. He had Calvin Klein cologne on. She slowly pulled away and gave him a weak smile.

"I'll call you later." Olivia grabbed her keys off the table and left the restaurant.

Fifteen minutes later, she made it to her apartment. She walked through the door and saw Dean sitting on the couch staring at the door.

"So where the fuck were you? Did you forget about us, again?"

"I'm sorry, Dean. I was caught up at the crime scene."

"Oh really? That's funny because I called Cragen to see where you were and he said you left."

Olivia felt her blood boil as she stared at Dean. "Why would you do that? Are you stalking me now?"

"You don't know how to call people, so yeah. You're lucky I didn't send out any private detectives."

"You are fucking ridiculous, Dean." Olivia threw her coat on the couch and walked passed Dean, right into the bathroom.

Dean picked up her coat and searched her pockets. He pulled out the small envelope and read the letter inside. He ran to the bathroom and banged on the door.

"What? I can't pee without your supervision now?" Olivia snarled at him.

"You saw Stabler? What were you two doing?"

"Nothing, Dean! He just came back to town and wanted to catch up. That's all. I don't see why you are getting so heated over this." Olivia walked out the bathroom and went into the bedroom.

"Olivia, I am sick and tired of seeing and hearing about this bastard all the time! These fucking pictures you still have, that damn necklace. Give it a rest!"

"It's not that easy! He's my best friend! He's my partner!"

"Well, he's a shitty ass best friend. Best friends just don't leave unexpectedly and not tell you shit! If I knew better Olivia, I'd say you're in love with him!"

Olivia opened her mouth to say something, but instantly froze up. She sat on her bed and took her shoes off.

"Guess I'm right, huh? When will you get it? Stabler doesn't love you, Olivia! He doesn't care for you, Olivia! If he did, he wouldn't have left!"

"You son of a bitch! He left to get help!"

"Help my ass. Just give it up. He won't ever be with you." Dean said. He reached his arm out towards Olivia. She quickly raised her arms to block her face, but felt something snap around her neck. She threw her arms down as she saw her Semper Fi medal necklace in Dean's hands, broken into pieces.

"You fucking asshole!" Olivia shouted as she grabbed the broken necklace. "You need to leave, now."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, really. You went too damn far and I will be damned to keep you here. Get the fuck out."

"Fine, Olivia. If you want it that way, then fine." Dean rushed out the bedroom and grabbed his jacket and keys off the coffee table.

"Don't even think about talking to me the rest of the night." Olivia screamed from the hallway.

Dean opened the door and before leaving, he looked back at Olivia. "Just know this, Liv. You'll never find another guy if you decide to give up on us now. Stabler is a lost cause. He lost his chance. And you would be a damn idiot if you think you love him. Just remember that." Dean slammed the door and left.

Olivia fell to her knees and began sobbing hysterically. She opened her hand and cried even more when she saw the necklace. She got up and ran to the bedroom. She sat the necklace on her dresser. She ran over to her window and opened it wide.

She ran to the closet and began gathering all of Dean's clothes. She walked back to the window and tossed the clothes out the window. She continued her rampage by grabbing everything that belonged to Dean and threw it out the window.

I throw all of your stuff away
Then I clear you out of my head

Olivia grabbed her house phone and dialed the first number that popped up in her mind.

"Hello?"

"Alex… I need you and Casey…" Olivia said between sobs.

"Oh my, what happened Olivia? Did you guys have another fight?"

"Yes… please, come over. I—I can't do this—please." Olivia begged.

"We'll be over soon. Just hang on, Liv."

Olivia hung up the phone and went into the living room. She took her cell phone out her coat and went to her contacts. She searched for Dean's number and stared at it. She deleted his number.

I tear you out of my heart

As if on cue, she received a mass text from him. Begging her to talk to him. Wanting to apologize. She cleared out her inbox.

And ignore all your messages

Twenty minutes later, Casey and Alex arrived at Olivia's apartment. They knocked on the door a couple of times, but no answer. Casey slowly opened the door and walked in with Alex following behind.

"Liv? Sweetie, are you here?" Alex shouted. Casey nudged her and they grew silent, hearing the sound of crying echoing the apartment.

"She's in the bedroom." The two women walked through the apartment and walked into the bedroom, finding Olivia on the following crying into her knees.

They sat on each side of her and wrapped their arms around her.

"I can't do this anymore." She responded with a sob. "I'm breaking up with him. I can't do this to myself." Olivia cried out.

I tell everyone we are through
Cause I'm so much better without you
But it's just another pretty lie
Cause I break down
Every time you come around

"Shh… it's okay, Liv." Casey cooed as she rubbed her back.

How did you get here under my skin?
Swore that I'd never let you back in
Should've known better
Then trying to let you go
Cause here we go, go, go again

"It's for the best, Liv. You stayed in for as long as you could and it didn't work out." Alex assured her.

"Then why do I feel bad about throwing his stuff out my window?"

"You did what?" Alex asked.

"He—broke my necklace. So I threw his shit out. I just can't—he's all I have now. I won't be able to find another man."

"You can find someone else. There's plenty of finish in the sea." Casey said.

"He said so himself! The chance I had with the one man I love flew out the window! There's no way I can get him back!" Olivia continued to cry as Casey and Alex held her close. All they could do is just be there for their friend.

Hard as I try I know I can't quit
Something about you is so addictive
We're fallin' together
You think that by now I'd know
Cause here we go, go, go again


Daaaaaayummmm! What will Liv do now about Dean? What will Dean do knowing Elliot is back in the picture? What is Elliot's plan now that he's back? You will have to wait and see...;)