HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

I am so, so sorry this chapter took ages for me to put up but work during the holidays get super busy and I was having issues with my word program for some odd reason. Now I know this chapter isn't really the greatest but I kind of wanted to taste the waters with this one. Again, I am so sorry this took forever and sorry for this chapter being short and not so great. I have been just absolutely tired as of late but hopefully once the holidays are over everything will go back to normal.

I will go over and fix any errors later in the week, please bare with me!

All rights to Law and Order: Special Victims Unit goes to Dick Wolf.

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"What are you doing here?"

His eyes were dark, much darker than she had remember. Dumbfounded look on his face, annoyed her. The sound of his voice was no longer the pleasant sound that rang in her ears, it was more of nails on a chalkboard. It's been years since she had last seen him, since she last heard his voice. Their only type of communication was through text message but even than he knew nothing of what her life has become. The man in front of her never changed, she only heard from him when he was drunk, and when him and his new wife were arguing. You can never teach an old dog new tricks.

"I've texted and called you but you didn't pick up. I even went to your apartment but no answer, figured you would be here"

Olivia rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her cold glass, allowing the silver liquid to linger a little around her tongue before the bitterness slid down her throat. "I don't live there anymore, I've moved."

Elliot nodded his head. He reaches over to the bar top taking a hold of the cold bottle of Coors, bring the bottle to lips taking a large sip of golden drink. "I see."

His dark eyes stared closely at the tall brunette in front of him, the woman who he used to call his best friend was nothing more than a stranger now. The warming personality that he once knew was no longer there. His exceptions of the warm welcoming were quickly torn down, he chuckled to himself thinking of he would actually get such welcoming from his former. He was greeted with such coldness and with little care. It would be a lie if he said it didn't hurt him, not even a little bit. But it would also be a lie if he said he didn't know what he was doing to her all these years. It was a complicated relationship...friendship. He would come and go as he please, and she would always be there waiting for him like a puppy. When shit got tough at home, she was there willing.

Elliot did love and care for the brunette however, no question about that.

Olivia shifted her body to face the bar, her eyes meeting at the mirror behind the top shelf bottles and her knees hitting onto the side of the bar counter. She feels a burning sensation coming from of his dark eyes glaring at her, observing her every move. Expecting a reaction out of her. She knew what he was expecting. He wanted nothing more than for her to jump out of her seat and into his arms, that didn't happen and it was never going to. The feeling she was felt for him was no longer there. Her mind was no longer with him, it was gone a long time ago. The realization hit her after Fin called her out, it made replay ever memory of her and stranger she once called best friend. It made her reevaluate their relationship, and made her come to terms with what she really was to him. Doormat.

Knowing there was nothing she had to say to him, she takes the last large sip of the poison before stepping off the stool. "I need to go. I have to relieve my nanny..." She whispers under her breathe, her eyes never leaving the floor as she pushes pass him.

Olivia could feel him following her behind, his voice calling for her with desperation and confusion. Passing through the small crowd in bar, she finally reaches towards the exits. Her breathing is heavy, she felt like she just ran race with the way her heart beaten and her lungs ached. She ran her right hand through her chestnut hair, her fingers ran smoothly though the softness before holding it in a tight grip. Breathing in deeply, holding back her tears. She refuses to allow him to have this type of effect on her. He wasn't going to win. This is exactly what he wants. He wants her vulnerable.

"Olivia!?" He whispered standing behind her.

Shutting her eyes tightly, holding back her tears. She refused to turn back to look at him, well knowingly she would break down in front of him. The sound of voice send chills down her spine, it wasn't the pleasure type chills. It was haunting.

Swallowing hard. "What?"

Her voice cracked when she spoke, Fuck she cursed to herself.

"Nanny?" He asked confused.

She lets go of her tight hold of her hair, and brings her hand down to wipe her tears that began to fall. "Yes, nanny." She answered.

"What do you mean?"

"It means I have son, Elliot." Olivia blurted as she turned around to face him in frustration with tears no longer creeping out of her, and annoyance overpowering her.

"A son?"

"Yes, Elliot I have a son."

"Are you married?"

Olivia rolled her eyes and chuckled to herself as she turned her attention to the street in front of her. She reached her arm out to wave down a taxi when she felt a burning sensation on her forearm, his hand pushing her arm down and forced her to turn to look at him. Their eyes locked, and it was then when she finally knew she was over him. His dark eyes were filled with nothing but jealously as he started into her brown eyes that sparkled back at him but it wasn't the same sparkle he knew.

He removed his hand from her forearm, as he stepped back. And at that moment when they finally locked eyes, he knew. He lost his kryptonite.

"For the record not that it's any of your business, but I adopted Noah. No, I am not married, I have a girlfrien-"she bite her tongue stopping her from finishing the what she about to say well knowingly it was far from the truth.

She knew he heard her, the look in his eyes said it all. His dark eyes widen with shock and confusion; you could even see his mind trying to grasp what he had just heard. Girlfriend. She didn't mean for it to say that word, it just came out. But what scared her the most was not what Elliot's reaction could be but was the fact that saying that simple word out loud felt so natural.

Olivia quickly slipped into the back seat of the yellow taxi cab, her mind trying to wrap around what had happen, what she had just said. Why she said it and why it felt so right? As the taxi cab began to pull out from the corner of her eye she saw her former partner watching her drive off with confusion written all over his face. Everything around her stood still as shockwaves ran through her body and her mind raced. The noise around her became louder as it craved in on her, and her heart began to jump out of her chest. She never imagined herself to be sitting in a cab riding down the streets of her hometown after seeing the one person who she thought was her other half, questioning every relationship she ever had with a man. How every vivid memory of her past relationships with men crossed her mind. It finally all made sense, that one simple word put it all together. Yes, she felt some pleasure when she had sex with men at times but mostly it was all forced. It all made sense how she never felt complete even when the relationship was going great. How when she would wake up in the morning and to turned to see a half-naked man lying next to her, and she felt nothing but loneliness. How the word boyfriend felt so forced and unnatural whenever it come out of her mouth. And how during sex she forced herself to remove thoughts of other females out of her mind. How she would always question herself after she say " I love you" to boyfriend, if she really did love him or was she forcing herself to love him. And how in reality she never felt comfortable and complete when she was with a man romantically and sexuality, everything felt so forces unknowingly.

The brown eye brunette never thought she would be here, sitting in the yellow taxi cab on hot summer night coming to realization that she is gay.

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A/N: I hope the ending was okay. I did try to make her coming to the realization that she is gay in a real way. A lot of people come to terms with their sexuality in different ways, and I hope I did okay for Olivia. Pretty please leave me reviews! The more I get, the more it motivates me to keep writing.