A/N: And you finally get to find out who was at the door! If anyone recognizes the name from an old episode, shoot me a PM and I will write a one-shot of your choice:) Hint: The episode is from Season 10. It took me a while to figure out who I wanted Liv to be with, but I've watched enough re-runs and I believe I have figure it out(: I hope you're not disappointed... Review if you like it, and even if you don't! Although, I hope you do(:

Olivia Benson's Apartment

Friday, May 11th, 2012 9:38 AM

"David, what are you doing here?" I ask the visitor once I opened the door.

"I miss you, Liv."

"You can't just come in here and say that. What do you want?" I am so frustrated, it's a wonder I'm not throwing things at him.

"I just wanted to tell you that I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. We were so good together." He grabs my hands, and my heart skips a beat.

"We were, but you broke my heart David." I drop his hands, trying to avoid eye-contact.

"If you had asked me to, I would have turned down that job and stayed with you."

"I know that. I just didn't want you to blame me from holding you back."

"Liv, there's no conflict of interest anymore. We can be together!" His voice raises, and he grabs my hands again. He looks deep into my eyes, and my heart starts to melt.

"It's not that easy..."

"Olivia, why can't it be? There's nothing stopping us. Our jobs aren't the issue anymore."

"David, won't people find it odd that two days after you cleared our old cases you disclose your relationship with a detective whose cases you just cleared? The DA isn't stupid, he will see right through it." My thoughts are clouded with doubt.

"So we wait a few weeks to disclose. I'll have to stop trying SVU cases, but there's still a lot of cases I can try. It's not going to be a hinderance to either of our jobs."

"This is crazy!" I chuckle nervously.

"Liv, this is what I want to do, I just need you to tell me that this is what you want."

"Of course I want this, but it's just not reasonable. It won't work."

"We won't know unless we try. Olivia, please, let's just give us another shot." Just as David finishes his statement, my phone begins to ring.

"I have to answer it. It could be Cragen." I tell him as I answer the phone. "Benson."

"We found the Dad. Sorry to cut your nap short, I need you down here."

"Sure thing Cap. Be there in fifteen." I hang up the phone then look up at David. "Can we finish this conversation later?"

"Of course."

"I need to get changed. I'll call you as soon as we finish up this case."

"Okay. Bye Liv." He walks out the door right as a single tear escapes and rolls down my cheek. I manage to pull myself together and get re-dressed.

16th Precinct: Special Victims Unit

Friday, May 11th, 2012 10:14 AM

I stroll into the precinct and look around. The squad room is a lot busier during business hours. "How'd you find this guy?" I ask Amaro once I find him.

"Warner ran the DNA through the system, this time looking for a familial match. She got a hit."

"Why's he in the system?"

"Molestation. Of, get this, a nine year old girl."

"So, where is he now?"

"I don't know. Parole officer hasn't heard from him for a week."

"Last known?"

"It is... Printing right now."

"Okay then, let's go."

Apartment of Richard Jones

340 W 26th St, Chelsea, New York City

"No one's home." Amaro points out after pounding on the door for almost five minutes.

"We can call his PO, they should be able to let us in." I suggest, leaning up against the door.

"Yeah." He starts tapping on his iPhone, then begins to have a conversation with who I presume is Munch, so he can look up the PO. I can't stop thinking about David's random appearance at my doorstep. He wants to get back together, and I think I do too. But I don't know. This whole thing is crazy. I just don't know what to do.

"Liv, Liv, where'd you go?" Amaro says, waving his hand in front of my face.

"Sorry, I just have a lot to think about right now."

"That's okay. The PO officer will be here in twenty minutes. Anything I can help you with?"

"Nope. Just got to figure it out on my own."

"Okay. If you ever need anything, just let me know."

"Thanks Nick." I give him a small smile.

Twenty-four more minutes of debating my options, and finally the Parole Officer shows up.

"Hello, you must be the detectives. I'm Gideon Hutton."

"I'm Benson, this is Amaro. Can you let us in this pricks apartment?" I ask.

"I would be honored to." He plucks a very large keyring from his pocket, and looks through the keys for about a minute. He singles out one key and uses it to open the door into Richard Jones' apartment. Nick and I walk through the door, finding the apartment completely cleaned out.

"Well, we aren't going to find much in here." Nick tells me.

"We are on a wild goose chase." I chuckle, my brain fried from lack of sleep. "Call CSU, they can run a full crime-scene analysis. Maybe after scraping through this place with a fine-toothed comb, they can find something useful. I'll call Cragen, see if we can go home to catch a few."

TBC...