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Olivia had kept Ed's promise, making sure she stayed a great distance from Dodds. That didn't keep him from trying to get physically close to her and she had a feeling he knew she was intentionally keeping him from being near her. In the past half hour it was almost like a game of cat and mouse. Olivia was relieved he sat at his desk when she first walked into his office but was soon disappointed when he stood up walking near her, in which she took the chance to walk to the far window.

It was becoming tiring to the point Olivia had to sit down, not even bothering to move to another seat as Chief Dodds sat beside her. But she did scoot herself to as far as possible, until her body was pressed against the corner of the leather couch.

"I appreciate you being here for me," William sighed, looking at her with that same affection the day he kissed her, "especially when I've been a pain in the ass sometimes,"

Olivia chuckled, "You weren't that bad," Dodds raised an eyebrow, "okay there were times where I wanted to...,"

"Land one right between the eyes?" he suggested. They both laughed.

"How was your morning?" Olivia sincerly asked.

"Pretty uneventful, and...all the stares," he spat, "I can't handle the sympathy stares. It's like people can't help but talk to me like I'm a child, like instead of the Chief I'm a child ready to explode,"

"I understand that," Olivia sighed, laying her hand on his knee. She too recalled how people could treat you after a crisis. Some either avoid you altogether and others speak to you as if you're a child, unintentionally being condescending. She'd gone thorugh it so much throughout her life from the sympathy of the counselor who knew of her childhood abuse to her life now with Lewis. She could still here the whispers about her as she walked by, some who actually believed Lewis, saying she got off on rape fantasies.

"How was your morning?" Chief Dodds smirked at Olivia.

Olivia swallowed, looking away and remembering her morning.

"It's like you don't trust me," Olivia half groaned, half moaned as Ed slipped his fingers inside her.

"No I trust you," Ed mumbled, his tongue flicking her clit, "it's that bastard I don't trust,"

Olivia rolled her eyes, reluctantly pushing Ed from her thighs and onto his back. As she sunk to down on him, feeling him enter her, she stopped moving to look down at him. Olivia had known of Ed's insecurities. It was hard to trust someone after someone could hurt you, she of all people knew that. Ed had told her of his ex-wife, Joceline, the attorney that had slept with his partner when he was back in Homicide, a partner he took to be a brother to him. It nearly crushed him knowing the woman he loved had an affair with a friend he thought was so close.

Ed had even more insecurities when it came to dating Olivia Benson. So many other NYPD officers had such a fondness of her, from both women and men. Ed had taken Olivia out plenty of times to see she still caught the attention of men even at her age, although she didn't feel like it, she was gorgeous and the mixture of both a sense of power and safety from her even made her more their relationship came to public, they had received such criticism. From people in both precincts. Mostly from 'How can she date you?', 'Why are you with him?', 'Isn't he too old?' (despite the fact he was only four years older), 'She can do better,' , 'I though Benson was with Dodds?'.

All the criticisms could mean less to him, but that didn't mean they still didn't haunt him sometimes. But he could care less about what people think, but with Olivia it cared what she thought.

"I only want you," Olivia said, as she began to ride him at a leisurely pace. She moaned as he leaned up, kissing her. Their tongues moving together as their hips rocked in lips moved from her mouth to her neck, sucking and biting as his hands gripped her hips, creating scars.

"So?" Dodds pushed, smirking at the dazed woman.

"Oh...yeah, mine was also uneventful," she lied.

"I can tell," he said, and she didn't realize he was staring at the hickey which coated her neck, as he could see it even after a failed attempt at make up to cover it up, "would you like to go to breakfast...I'm actually in the mood for French toast,"

"I'm sorry I've already eaten," she quickly rejected. She bit her lip as she watched him sadly nod and look down at his lap, "but how about tomorrow morning,"

William looked at her smiling, "Sounds great,"

Sorry this is soooo short. It was just a short chapter I wrote for this moment alone, so...yeah. But I will continue and there WILL be more drama, and there WILL be a Tucker and Dodds confrontation (next chapter). But that annoys me about people who don't ship Tuckson. I mean you don't have to ship it but a petty excuse as 'he's old enough to be her grandfather' is ridiculous because Bobby Burke is only four years older than Mariska. I also understand the whole 'he's been a villain for so long' opinion too and although I ship E/O, these are the same people who think Olivia should just fall into Elliot's arms after he's also treated her like shit (and trust me I can name plenty of times). Plus people who are rude to Mariska and Bobby are so petty, that they can't separate characters from actual people. I actually feel sad people treat Robert Burke like shit because he's not Elliot/Chris and I hope it doesn't bother him too much. These are also that same people that don't realize Chris Meloni has his wife and Mariska has a husband and just because the real people aren't together they bash both Mariska and Peter. Ugh, I can't stand people sometimes!

Sorry for the rant.

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