Chapter 3: Getting Settled

Olivia unlocked the door to her apartment and she and Ana stepped in, Olivia tossing her keys on the counter in the oh-so-familiar motion. Ana watched as Olivia picked up her files and plopped onto the couch, tossing the remote to Ana.

"Pick something," she smiled. "Doesn't matter."

Ana put down her backpack to catch the remote. A sudden thought popped into her head, and she sat down in a comfy chair and turned on the tv. She flipped through the channels until -aha!- she found her favorite show!

Olivia's ears perked up when she heard the show and gazed at the tv.

"Justice and Balance?" she asked.

"Yup," Ana replied, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Special Victims Unit, like you."

"Oh, I know," Olivia told her, not taking her eyes from the screen as she turned around to face the tv. "I watch it all the time. I don't get why they call it Justice and Balance... why don't they just call it Law and Order?"

"My friends and I say that too!" Ana exclaimed. "We even emailed John Dingo to ask! He said he would think about it."

"I see," Olivia nodded. She turned back to the screen. "Who's your favorite character?"

"Mariska Hargitay's person," Ana replied. "God, did you know she got nominated again for an Academy Award?"

"And rightfully so," Olivia added. "She plays a great role."

"Agreed," Ana nodded. "There is nothing that woman can't do. I can't believe how much she looks like you though! You know, if you squint really hard and tilt your head to the side..."

Olivia laughed as Ana demonstrated, scrunching her face up into a hard squint and turning her head so it was almost upsidedown.

"Yep!" Ana cried from the uncomfortable position. "I definately see some resemblance!"

"Sure hun," Olivia laughed. She looked back down at her file. "Whatever you say."

Ana looked over at Olivia and peeked over her shoulder at the file.

"Whatcha doin?" she asked, moving up onto the couch next to Olivia.

"Going over my notes again," Olivia sighed. "There's this pedophile- real sly, real on the DL. We think we finally caught him, but he's not talking."

"Did he wave his right to council?" Ana asked, reading over the information over her shoulder.

"Said he didn't have anything to hide," Olivia sighed. She tossed the file over her shoulder and onto the counter. "Nuff o' that."

"I see," Ana nodded. "Hey, um, I'm going to turn in for the night. Where do I-?"

"Sleep?" Olivia finished. "Yeah, you get the bed."

"Really?" Ana asked. "God, I can't do that-"

"Sleep!" Olivia ordered with a grin. "I usually sleep on the couch anyway. It's no problem, really."

"Okay," Ana sighed, suddenly feeling exhausted. "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow," Olivia called, and Ana closed the door.

She had a feeling tomorrow was going to be interesting.