An: Sorry guys, but due to writer's block I've been unable to write for months as you can see. So, I've decided to skip Olivia doing the rules thing.

The story must go on…

4 Months Later

The room was dark as hell and only the moon brought light into the room, but not that much. Olivia got off of her ex-co workers chest and slowly crept out of the bed. She gathered her clothes quietly, and then crept into the bathroom. In no time she had on her clothes and fixed her hair and make-up before leaving out the bathroom. The man who had become her lover three and a half months ago was a light sleeper, so she wanted to be quiet while she crept out—she usually was. As Olivia walked out the bathroom she bumped into a warm body.

"Where are you going?" He whispered to her as he grabbed her by the waste.

"I had got a call." She lied easily. If he were any other person she would have told him the truth, but his feelings were easily hurt. It shouldn't be though. He was married with a five-year-old daughter. Why would he be hurt that his lover just wanted sex and nothing more? Why should he be hurt that she didn't want to spend the night with him? He was getting emotionally attached when he wasn't supposed to —she sure as hell wasn't.

"Oh, ok." He said quietly with hurt evident in his voice. Just like Olivia lied easily he knew that she was lying. It's not that Olivia was a bad liar, but she did this the last time that they were involved. Before their first time together, he promised himself that we wouldn't get attached like last time. It was just going to be sex and nothing more, but he lied to himself. His wife Susan was a great person. She was a loving wife and mother and he never thought to cheat on her until Olivia came back into him life. Olivia was the first and only woman to really break his heart and Susan was the one who took the time to mend it. She became his best friend, and then worked her way into his heart. Susan didn't deserve this, but his heart still belonged to Olivia despite what she did. As selfish as it sounded, he didn't have the heart to let his wife go and he knew that Olivia wasn't even close to being emotionally invested as he was. "Well, I hope you catch the perp."

"Yeah, me too." Those were Olivia's last words before she left out the door.

XxXxX

Last year was a pretty difficult year for Olivia. Emotions were running wild and she was trying to ground herself again. Elliot was single, but ambiguous as always about his feelings for her. She lost track of herself and that was when things to really fell apart. When Olivia was trying to sort out feelings and problems she jogged. It had been awhile and getting back into the groove of things was relatively easy. Recreational jogging was the best because you got to go anywhere you wanted. You saw these amazing sights and it cleansed you. The weather always felt amazing and you felted relaxed.

Running for Olivia took away stress and somewhat of her guilty conscience. What was she thinking having an affair with a married man? He was attractive, but he didn't really appeal to her much. He fed her appetite, but didn't satisfy it. Some part of her cared for Brian, but not the way he wanted her to.

Brian Cassidy. Why did she even go back to him? Maybe because he was familiar and he loved her even though he knew that his feelings weren't reciprocated. She just wanted to feel loved, but that was no excuse for her actions. People were going to get hurt. Damn, she was such a home-wrecker and she did care.

After jogging through the park about four times, Olivia stopped for a drink. She took a couple sips, and then start to do a cool off stretch. It felt good to run and it felt better to stretch. For the first time in a long time Olivia Benson felt relaxed and carefree—stress less even. Brian and Elliot were both stressors in her life and she couldn't decide which one was more of a stressor.

While Olivia stretched she could feel someone watching her and this person wouldn't go away. At first she didn't care because she thought that he would eventually leave, but now he annoyed her because he wouldn't leave. Abruptly, she snatched her headphones out of her ears and looked at the man.

"Why are you watching me?" Olivia put her hands on her hips and looked the man square in the eyes. He looked vaguely familiar.

"Because you're simply mesmerizing. I know it's rude to stare, but I couldn't help myself." He gave her a thousand watt smile as he complimented her. "And I hadn't seen in about over a year."

"Are you stalking me?" She raised an eyebrow as she cut off her Ipod.

"No, I'm not stalking you and nor have I ever stalked anyone." The man laughed and shook his head. "I've been jogging this park for years and that's how I noticed you. You didn't jog everyday, but you at least jogged two or three times. Hi, I'm Charlie."

"Hello, Charlie, I'm…"

"Olivia Benson, I know." He finished for her.

"For someone claiming that have never stalked anyone you sure have a way of making as seem as if you do." Olivia said as they shook hands.

"Well, that's the only thing I know besides the fact that you sex crimes detective. The only reason I know this is because you and you're partner are always on the news solving some big case. And then there was that big case about two months ago. You guys were all over the news. I didn't know you're name until then." He explained and for some reason Olivia believed him. Charlie seemed like a nice guys and he was cute. He was about her height with red hair and brown eyes. His hair was long and went to his neck and was in a ponytail and his facial features were soft. He had a muscular build, but looked as if he wouldn't hurt a fly.

"So you know why I had to be suspicious." She said as she relaxed some.

"Pretty much. You can do a background check on me if you like." He offered as they began to walk.

"With what? Just a first name."

"You are a detective, aren't you?" He asked as he walked backwards, and then turned to run off.

TBC…

AN: Feed welcomed!