A/N: Okay, so I really might need some ideas for this story. I mean, I know who Olivia's father is going to be, but I don't know what she's going to do about it yet… Though I do know Elliot might be comforting her… or Olivia gets mad at him… who knows? Just let me know whatcha think. Allie =D

Olivia must've fallen asleep sometime last night since she woke up to the shrill cry of the annoying alarm clock on her bedside table. She groaned and slowly got up to take a quick shower. Those beers had definitely not been a good idea.

She quickly cleaned herself and got out of the bathroom, shaking her hair dry with her hands. She threw on her jeans and blouse. Olivia grabbed her phone, badge, and gun, then headed out to hail herself a taxi.

When Olivia got to the one six, there was a steaming cup of coffee on her desk. "Thanks, El," she said to her partner.

"Welcome," He smiled at her.

"Where's my coffee, ain't I deserve one, too?" Fin questioned him. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you had a thing for my baby girl."

"C'mon Fin, we're partners. And El just got divorced. Don't be stupid," Olivia told Fin simply.

"Hey! I didn't get any either!" Munch barged in. Elliot stood up and went over to the precinct's coffee pot, poured a cupful, then dropped it on Munch's desk. Since he didn't put a top on, it sloshed all over the paperwork on the desk.

"Oops," Elliot shrugged. Munch just gaped at him, pointing in turn to his ruined papers and Elliot. He frowned then proceeded to clean it up.

"Thanks, man, really appreciate it."

A few hours later Olivia stood up from her desk, and announced she was going on a coffee run. "You guys want anything?" They all shook their heads in response.

"I'll go with ya," Cragen walked up. "If that's okay with you, Olivia."

"Sure, Cap," she told him.

Olivia tugged on her jacket, having forgotten this morning that it was mid-November. They walked past a few shops, when something caught her eye. "Cap… is that who I think it is?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Who is that with her? I don't recognize him."

"Liv, Kathy is probably with her boyfriend." He soothed.

"But this soon after the divorce? Its barely been a month," She was starting to get upset now. What if she had been having an affair behind Elliot's back while they were still together?

"Are you going to tell him?" Cragen asked her.

"He would want to know. El might kill me if he found out I knew and didn't tell him,"

"Let's go," Cragen said after a minute.

Fin, Munch, and Cragen had gone home hours ago. Olivia was doing the thing where she stared blankly at the computer screen, but this time she was biting her nails in that damn provocative way. Damn, where the hell had that come from? Elliot was slowly losing it.

"Liv," he spoke up, "what's on your mind?" She seemed surprised that he was still there.

"El, what're you still doing here? Shouldn't you be home with the kids?" She was avoiding his question.

"Liv," he said sternly, "tell me."

She sighed when he came over and sat on the edge of her desk. "I'm going to run a DNA test."

"But we don't have a case, whose DNA are you going to test?"

"Mine, El." Olivia whispered.

"Olivia Benson, why the hell would you do that? Wanna find out if you committed a felony or somethin'?" She swallowed at his proximity, and the shame of her curiosity.

"You know? Nevermind, it was stupid anyway." She grabbed her jacket and purse, ready to leave.

"No, Liv, tell me." He grabbed her arm. "I'm sorry. I really want to listen."

Olivia sighed again and stated, "I want to know who my father is." Elliot stared at her.

"Why the hell would you want to do that? You're just going to shut yourself down when you figure out he's a serial rapist, or some murderer that's rotting in a jail cell! Then you're going to beat yourself up and think that you're not worth anything to anybody! Don't do it, Liv. Please? For me?"

"No, Elliot! I have to know who I am, who I came from!"

"What the fuck are you gonna gain from this? Absolutely nothing! I'm begging you Liv, just don't do it! What are you going to tell Melinda anyway? She won't do it."

"I'm not going to tell her. I'll do it myself." She pushed past him and headed towards the lab. Elliot swallowed and watched her go. This was not going to be good.

"Hey, Olivia. I was just about to go, hot date tonight," Melinda apologized.

"That's fine," Olivia assured.

"We can walk out together, if you want?"

"Nah, that's okay," she told her, "go on your date."

"Olivia," Melinda said calmly but worriedly, "what's going on?"

"Nothing," she said strongly, "please go on your date now." The two women locked eyes, neither one wanting to back down. Melinda knew that whatever Olivia was going to do was important, so she decided to let her off of the hook. Just that once. She would talk to her when she was ready, or she was sure she wouldn't want to know anyways.

"Okay," she turned around and headed down the hall. She didn't want that haunting her while she was having fun with her man.

Olivia found a DNA swab to swab her cheek with. She took it out of its blue casing and brushed it against the inside of her mouth, making sure to get enough saliva on it. She put the Q-tip look-alike into a glass container, then into the mass-spectrometer. (A/N2: that probably is not the right spelling, but pretend it is, okay?)

She was going to stay the whole night to run her DNA against all of the databases they had, just to make sure she didn't miss anything. She tried not to let what Elliot had said get to her. She wouldn't let herself close off from her closest friends. They were like family.

The computer beeped, signally that it had found a match. It woke Olivia up from her slumber. She rubbed her hands over her face, trying to wipe the sleep away. When she could see fully, she squinted at the computer screen. Why the hell was it so bright? Without looking at the match she printed it out. She glanced at the name on the paper. She couldn't believe what it said.

A/N3: Oooooh, cliffhanger. I'm mean, aren't I? Too bad, you'll just have to review to see who her father really is. TTFN, Allie. ;D