Edward's POV

I followed Olivia down the hall in the police station. I think she got prettier as the years passed. She was hotter then back in college. Well I was in college; she was in high school at the time.

We got to a small room with a window that could be seen into another room. Derrick was just sitting at a table in the other room as two men stood by mirror and watched him.

"This is Derrick's uncle." Olivia introduced me. "Edward Donnelly. Mr. Donnelly this is captain Cragen and Detective Stabler." It was weird hearing her call me Mr. Donnelly. Very strange.

I shook hands with both men. I was used to this. Derrick was a problem child since he was born. No conscious. No morals. I hated his guts but I was the only guardian he had so I did my best to keep him in line. "What did he do?"

Stabler exchanged looks with Olivia. I sensed it was something pretty major. Normally cops just told me. Tress-passing. Cherry bombs. Fights. Disorderly conduct. You name it; my nephew did it. "He raped one of his classmates." The male detective answered.

I stared at him for what seemed a lifetime. I was still trying to understand what I was told. Rape? Derrick? I wasn't surprised but I never thought he would go that far. "What?" I looked over at Olivia. I trusted her. At least I did before.

"He raped and beat a 14 year old girl." She answered me. Her voice was soft and caring like it was when she broke up with me because of her mother.

I didn't know how to react. He was 17. He was already a man. A 14-year-old girl is a baby. What the hell is wrong with him? "Can I talk to him?"

Stabler and the captain exchanged looks. I could feel Olivia look at me and slowly put her head down. "Go ahead" Stabler told me.

I walked past Olivia and went into the room. Derrick looked up at me right away. I hated this kids guts. He was my sister's son but she passed away when he was only ten. He never met his father so I was the father figure. "Hey Derrick" I closed the door behind me.

He did that little smirk that showed he didn't care what trouble he was in. "What are you doing here?"

"You know the routine. You get in trouble, Uncle Eddie comes to bail your ass out." I sat across him. "You raped a 14 year old girl you sick freak?"

"I didn't hear her complaining. She just made up the rape thing because I popped her cherry and her daddy found out." He told me and placed his hands on the back of his neck. "So when you getting me out of here?"

"I am not." I told him strictly. "I'll hire you a lawyer. The second you turn eighteen I don't want you near my daughter. You understand me Derrick?"

"Yes. Your precious little Angel. All you care about is that little brat."

I got off the chair. I had to get out of there before I punched in the face. "If you didn't rape a little girl then I would care about you also. You are dead to me." I new that was a big insult for him since that's what he told people when he was mad. He hated it when someone mocked him

Suddenly Derrick lunged across the table and slammed me against the window. I grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him back on the table. I punched the table right by his face to scare him. He slugged me across the face.

I heard the door open suddenly and someone pulled me off. Stabler and Cragen grabbed Derrick and cuffed him. Olivia was holding me back. Her hands were on my chest. I caught my breath and wiped the blood on my lip. "Do what you want with him." I told them and walked out the room.

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Olivia's POV

I glanced at Elliot and the captain before following Eddie out the interrogation room. I went to the men's bathroom knowing he was probably there. I didn't really care. I was in the guy's bathroom before.

I opened the door slowly and spotted him washing his face. He took off his leather jacket and it was thrown on the sink. I went in and waited for him to finish washing his face.

He grabbed some napkins and wiped his face. He finally turned around and stopped seeing me there. "You know this is the Men's bathroom right?"

I nodded a little. "Yeah. No big deal though."

He nodded a little. "About the whole Derrick thing in there-"

"It was self defense. Don't even worry about it." I told him. He was the same man. He didn't think before his actions.

He slowly grabbed his jacket. "It was nice seeing you again."

I nodded this time. "You too. So you have a daughter now?"

"Yeah." He smiled a little at the mention of her. He did always want kids. "She's going to be four in a couple of months. What about you? Got some little Benson's running around?"

I laughed at that. I didn't have time for a date. Time to reproduce was even worse. "No. No kids."

"Married?"

"No." I shook my head. "You?"

"Separated. On the way to divorce." He answered with a shrug.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Well that sucked. I felt bad for him. What girl would leave him? Well except me. "Who filed for it?"

"I did. She was hardly home and it just didn't work anymore. Were still friends because of Angel. Our daughter."

I nodded at that. At least he was a good father.

"Do you want to have dinner sometime? Catch up maybe?" He questioned. Well that would be an awkward dinner. We went through so much together that we saw the best and worst together.

"Edward…I don't know. I mean there is so much-"

"I don't bite Olivia. One dinner. As old friends." He cut me off. Old friends. We were more then old friends.

"One dinner." I agreed.

He pulled out a card from his wallet and gave it to me. "There is my number. Even if you already have my number since you were able to track me down." He smiled that vicious smile that made me get butterflies when I was 16.

I looked at the card. Edward Donnelly. Charm Catering. "You cater?" I ask with a small smile.

He laughed. "Oh god no. I just own the place. I provide financial stuff but my employees do the rest. I don't know how to bake a cake but it's my business."

I nodded. Impressive, Eddie Donnelly was a businessman. "That's pretty cool."

"You should stop by sometime. I'm always there anyway."

"Maybe I will." I winked a little at him and went the out the bathroom. Even though that was all done in a men's bathroom it was pretty fun.

Flashback

Sixteen year- old Olivia walked down the hall to her mother's college. She knew her schedule so she knew which classes she had now and where to find her. She got the big door and heard it was quiet. She was so used to this she knew what lesson plan her mother had.

She knocked on the door. She heard her mother approve. She quietly went into the room and spotted the room full of college students. All were quiet and writing an essay. Olivia spotted one boy stop writing his essay and watch her.

She ignored it and went over to her mother at her desk. She pulled out a paper from her backpack and gave it to her mother. "You forgot to sign it this morning." She whispered.

Serena looked up at her daughter and signed the girl's permission slip for a field trip. "Get to school." Her mother warned.

Olivia said nothing else and went out of the room. She could still that same boy looking at her. As she left the room the bell rang. It was early in the morning before Olivia's high school started. The college classes started earlier.


Olivia went out of the college and headed to the bus stop.

"Benson!" Someone yelled after her. She turned around and noticed the same boy from her mother's class. She kept walking as he pushed his way through the crowd of students and caught up to her. "Hi."

"Hi." Olivia said quietly. The boy was obviously older her and was very cute. She held her books to her chest and kept walking.

"You're Ms. Benson's daughter right?" He asked.

"Yeah." She answered. "Look I can't get my mom to raise your grade. Don't bother."

He laughed a little. "I have an Academic Scholarship. Straight A's." He answered. "I'm Edward Donnelly." He put his hand out.

Olivia looked at his hand and then him. "Nice to meet you." She shook his hand and felt a little tingle in her stomach.

"Do you have a name or do I call you Benson the whole time?"

"Olivia." She answered. "It's Olivia."

"Olivia." He repeated and nodded. "That's a nice name."

"Thank you."

Edward noticed they were standing by the bus stop. "Do you need a ride somewhere?"

"Public Transportation." Olivia smirked a little and put her head down.

"I don't have any classes until twelve. I can drive you."

"No thank you."

He nodded a little. "Can I stand here with you until the bus gets here then?"

"It's public property. Stand wherever you want."

"Ok I will." He step a closer to her.

Olivia stepped back. He smiled and stepped closer again. She moved away. "What do you want?" She asked finally.

"I just wanted to talk to you." He answered and stepped away. "Where does this bus go?"

"To 34th. Across the street from Lexington High School." Olivia answered and kept quiet again.

The bus finally pulled over to the curb. Olivia kept her head down and got on the empty bus.

Edward got on also and sat right across Olivia. Olivia looked up at him. "What are you doing?"

"Riding the public bus." He answered.

Olivia said nothing and opened her History book to study.

"What you reading?" Edward asked. Olivia held up the cover and ignored him. "History. Cool. You like history?"

"I don't care. It's a class so I have to like it."

Edward kept quiet and tapped his foot on the floor. "Are you always this shy?"

"Yes." She answered. "I like to keep to myself ok?"

"Ok" Edward answered and kept quiet. He stuck his hands in his hoodie and watched her.

Olivia finally looked up being annoyed he kept looking at her. "What do you want seriously? Why are you harassing me? Did my mom fail you on a test so now you're taking it on me? What do you want?"

"I want a date," he answered honestly.

Olivia stared at him in shock. She never had anyone ask her on a date. She was so quiet that half her school didn't know she existed. Especially the good- looking boys. "Oh."

"I didn't mean to harass you." He said quietly and moved to the back of the bus. He sat in the back and stared out the window.

Olivia closed her book feeling like a complete bitch. She shoved it in her backpack and went to sit in the back also. She left a seat between them and sat on the other seat. "I'm sorry."

He looked over at her. "For what?"

"Being mean. I'm not used to guys hitting on me."

He looked confused. "You're not? I thought you were just being annoyed cause you have a boyfriend. You're beautiful so I figured you were taken but I had to try."

Olivia looked at him in shock. She never got called beautiful. Except the men her mother brought home but she was scared of them. She wasn't of this one. "You think I'm beautiful?"

"Yeah." He nodded. "Look there is this party going on tomorrow night at my dorm. I mean if you wanted to go with me that would be cool. If you want of course."

Olivia just looked at him. She wasn't sure about going to a college party with a complete stranger. But something about this boy being her mother's student was compelling her to get to know him. "Um…ok…but my mom can't know about it."

He nodded. "Sure." He dug through his pocket and found an old receipt and a pen. He wrote his number on it. "Just give me a call anytime. I can pick you up for the party or you can take the bus." He smiled a little.

Olivia smiled and took the paper. "Thanks." The bus stopped in front of Olivia's school. She got up. "I have to go."

Edward nodded. "Ok. Does this bus go back to the college cause I have no idea where I am right now?"

Olivia smiled finding him very cute. "Yeah. You have two more stops before it goes back to the college. Hope you make it on time for your classes."

He bit his lip and nodded. "It was worth it."

Olivia blushed. "Bye." She waved and got off the bus.

Edward quickly got on the other side of the bus to watch her go into the school. He smiled and sat down hoping she would call him.

End Flashback

Casey's POV

Chester walked me to my door after our dinner. I had on a nice black, knee length dress that was against my body. I actually got some tan this summer so I didn't look a zombie. Thank god. Damn my light complexion.

I stopped at my door and got my keys from my purse. I turned to look at my date. "I had a nice time tonight."

He smiled that huge grin of his. He gave me the butterflies. Or maybe my feeling was a little south. "So did I. And you were right, you aren't a cheap date."

I couldn't help but flash my flirty smirk. "Well I did give you a warning."

"Yes you did." He nodded and gave me a kiss on my lips. "Goodnight Casey"

Oh there goes that feeling again. Maybe I didn't want a goodnight just yet. I wasn't that tired that I was going to sleep as soon as I got in there. "You want coffee?"

"You know coffee does keep you up."

"I don't think it's past my bedtime." Why couldn't I stop smiling around this guy? Stop it Casey! "Unless you're past yours."

He smirked a little and bit his bottom lip. "I think I can stay past curfew for you."

"Is that right?" I unlocked the door and went in. "I should feel special shouldn't I?"

"Yes you should." He answered cockily. Why did his cockiness just turn me on? Maybe I did have a thing for guys who were arrogant. No. That's Olivia, not me.

"Well then I do." I tossed the keys on my kitchen counter top. I liked staying home much better. It was more comfortable and I didn't have to worry about that hickey on my neck. Speaking of that. "You know you left a little mark on my neck from last night."

Chester sat on the couch and looked at me. He had on a nice blazer and his tight shirts. And those damn tight pants I loved for some reason. "I did?"

"Oh yes." I went over to him and tilted my neck. I moved my dress strap that went diagonally around my neck. "Right there."

"I can't see. Come closer." He held out his arms. I knew what he was doing but I didn't mind at all. I moved closer. "Where is it?" He took my face in his hands and placed another kiss on my neck. "There?" Predictable, cute bastard.

I sat down by him and took his hand. Two could play this game. I placed his hand on my neck and let him glaze his fingers down my neck. "There."

He kissed my neck again. "Right here?"

"Damn it Chester, I'm buying you glasses." I teased with a smirk. I couldn't help but ruin his moment. That's what I did. Maybe that's why I was single. Too bad, I'm not changing.

He laughed a little and pulled me closer. "Sorry about the hickey. I can give you another on the other side so they match."

"Oh so I can look like a leopard. That's attractive." I chuckled a little.

"You can give me a hickey. Call it even." He kept moving closer until we were lying on the couch. I'm glad he was making the moves. I dated a guy once where I had to make the moves, very exhausting.

"No." I shook my head against his lips. "I don't need to be known as the vampire in the relationship. That's you."

"Oh so we're in a relationship?" Oh my god this is embarrassing. Damn it Casey, I'm buying you that mouthpiece so you can shut up.

"I…um…mean…well." I stuttered. Oh god. All of a sudden he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. Oh there is that feeling again.

I sure as hell wasn't pulling out. As long as he didn't focus on my neck I was fine. I moved my hands to his blazer and removed it. Much better. Now it was time to play the feeling up game.

He moved his hand on my waist and kept kissing me. I could feel his warm tongue in my mouth and I was enjoying the feeling. I was the chick that loved making out.

He was a very gentle kisser. He didn't rush the making out part. This guy and I were going to get along just fine.

Well brakes over. "Let's take this to the bedroom." I whispered as I caught my breath. My lips were already swollen wanting more kissing but there wasn't a chance we were going to go all the way to my bedroom being horny. Ruins the moment.

He nodded and got up. I got up also and led him to my bedroom. I am not having sex on my couch I paid a lot of money for. That is why god invented bed sheets.

A/N: Should I keep going with the first person POV or change it up a little?