Casey ran out after Olivia and hugged her.

"That bastard didn't deserve you anyway. Aww, sweetie, don't you worry. Come on, we'll go to my apartment and watch "From Here to Eternity." Don't worry Liv, Montgomery Clift doesn't care if you need time." Olivia sniffled and laughed.

"That's a girl. I have chocolate and cheesecake waiting for us. Let's go." Casey hailed them a cab and they went to her apartment. Curled up on Casey's couch they ate chocolate and cheesecake and watched Montgomery Clift.

"Hey, look, there's a Monty marathon," Casey said as she turned on TCM. Olivia laughed.

"Casey, what would I do without you?"

"You would die from lack of Monty and chocolate." Olivia hit her softly with a pillow. They watched heartily as "Monty" and Frank Sinatra went into the bar. Casey nearly shrieked when he took his shirt off. Olivia just rolled her eyes. An hour and a half later, the credits rolled.

"Ok, what's next?" Olivia asked, sprawling out on the couch.

"Um…The Heiress."

"Oh, I love that one."

Near the end of the movie, Olivia burst out in tears.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it." Casey put her arm around her and shut off the television.

"It's always the scene where she realizes that Monty is only after her money. Shhh, don't worry. Things are bad now, but they'll get better. You were better off with out him." She rubbed Olivia's back until she was sniffling. She got up and went to get her coat.

"Thanks for everything Casey, but I need to be by myself now."

"Ok, well feel better and give me a call. I'm always here." She turned the TV back on. "Curse you Monty!" Olivia smiled and walked out the door.

She rode the subway back to her apartment. She mumbled a hello to the bellman and went up to her room. She went into the kitchen and fixed herself a small glass of wine to calm her nerves and then went to bed. She lay awake for a long time. How could he be on a date so soon? Did he feel nothing? The Jerk. The images of him with that girl kept flowing through her mind. It was extremely late when she finally fell asleep.

You, I hear you're doing fine.
Seems like you're doing well
as far as I can tell.
Time is leaving us behind,
(time – leaving us behind)
another week has passed
and still I haven't laughed yet.
So tell me, what your secret is
(I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know)
to letting go, letting go like you did,
like you did.

LOVECANMAKETHESUMMERFLYORANIGHTSEEMLIKEALIFETIME.

Another week went by and still no words were spoken between Elliot and Olivia that didn't involve work. The office slowly began to notice the difference. Fin and Jon stopped ridiculing Elliot only to ask him what was wrong. Olivia buried herself in her work and watch from the sidelines as Elliot would laugh and joke.

"I am sick of this!" Jon said barging up to Olivia's desk. Fin was right behind him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Fin asked, with his hand on his hip.

"It's nothing." Olivia mumbled and went right back to work.

"Bullshit, woman! We have had it up to here. Something is going between you and Stabler." Jon said. At the sound of his name, Olivia burst into tears and confessed everything.

"I knew it!" Fin burst out, when she was finished. Jon smacked him.

"You have got to get over him. Fin, I want you to gather up gang. We, my dear, are gonna cheer you up. Ask Casey to bring her stash of chocolate. Fin, I think its time for you to break out you're stash as well." During this, Olivia tried to tell him off, but he kept insisting with the wave of his hand.

Fin turned away and said, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Fin, its time to stop hiding. I know where you keep it. I know you're secret."

"You have no proof." Fin muttered.

"Cat's out, Fin. You keep them under your bed. I want you to bring the chick flicks." In five minutes all was settled and they would be over at 8.

How can you just walk on by
without one tear in your eye?
Don't you have the slightest feelings left for me?
Maybe that's just your way
of dealing with the pain,
forgetting everything
between our rise and fall
like we never loved at all.

Did you forget the magic?
Did you forget the passion?
Oh, and did you ever miss me,
and long to kiss me?
Oh baby, baby.

Maybe that's just your way
of dealing with the pain,
forgetting everything
between our rise and fall
like we never loved at all.