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Olivia dug through her purse looking for her car keys as she walked across the black top. She had just grabbed her keys when she heard rushed foot steps behind her. Turning around, she was nearly tackled by the man running at her. Her back collided with the trunk of her car, the impact making her drop her purse and keys. Brian's face came into view. "Brian!"

"You, Benson, have something I want." Brian nearly growled. He pointed to club behind him. "You take my money and come to work at a sex club."

"It's not a sex club and you owed me money-" Olivia started, but was cut off when he slapped her. She brought her hand up to her stinging cheek, gasping from the sudden swing.

Brian grabbed her wrist. "I want my money!" He gritted out into her ear, his breath hot against her neck.

Olivia used her free hand to move her hair back from her face, a black and blue bruise already forming on her face. "I don't have it. Somebody robbed me. I don't even have enough money right now to buy a meal at Taco John's." She was lying, but he didn't now that.

"Then, you are going to repay me another way. You work at this sex club like a whore. I'm going to treat you like one." Brian seethed before holding up his pocket knife.

Olivia's eyes widened when she felt the blade against her neck. "Brian, no. This is wrong."

Brian grinned at her. "It may be wrong, but it's going to feel so right."

The cocking of a gun made both of them freeze. "Step away from the girl." Brian stepped out of the way to let Olivia see around him. JJ was standing with Elliot beside her. Elliot's hand were fidgeting while his jaw kept clenching. JJ had her gun pointed at Brian, her large plush coat revealing the special spot she had for her hand gun.

"Mind your own business, lady." Brian said before turning to her, the blade moving away from Olivia's neck. Olivia grabbed his arm and thrust it down on her lifted leg. The crack his bone made echoed right before Brian cried out in pain, his knife falling to the ground. He turned towards her before she drop kicked his chest, groaning when she landed on the ground.

JJ walked over to Brian slowly, pointing the gun directly down at his head. Elliot hurried over and helped Olivia up of the ground, keeping a hold of her even when she was standing up. "Now as I said before, step away from the girl. Leave her alone."

"She owes me money." Brian said standing up and fixing his jacket.

"Looking at you, I really doubt that." JJ said before gesturing for him to move along with her gun. "Now, get going."

Brian shook his head before looking at Olivia. "This isn't over." He threatened before walking away with his hands in his pockets.

JJ waited until he was out of site before turning to Olivia and grabbing her shoulders. "Are you alright?" She turned Olivia's face when she saw the bruise on her cheek. "Shit! I should have shot him. Nobody marks my girl."

"It's fine. Honestly, he's done much worse. I broke up with him for a reason. I'm only sorry I continued to work for him." Olivia sighed before picking up her things from the ground, making sure she had everything there.

"We should get you home and put some ice on your cheek. It looks like it might swell up." Elliot said cupping her face with one of his hands. He examined a moment longer before taking the keys to her car. "I'll drive home."

Olivia tried grabbing her keys back. "But, you suck at driving."

JJ chuckled and wrapped an arm around Olivia. "Just let him drive. You should have a little break and so little makes him happy." Elliot's smile dropped before both girls chuckled. "I'll see you two tomorrow. Get home safe."


Olivia rolled her eyes when she saw a group of girls up on stage doing dance moves that looked like they could kill every eye in the room. The moves were so choppy and mixed up that they were all looking at each other for help, none of them doing the right moves. Rafael stood up and blew his whistle. "Ladies, thank you. We will call you if we want you." The girls looked at each other before hurrying backstage, away from the pressure that JJ was casting with her eyes.

"Wow, don't even call me." Olivia muttered under her breath before looking up at Nick, the lights and music man above. He saw her and grinned before she made a sweeping motion with her arm. He nodded his head before grabbing the right track for her.

"They all sucked ass, sweetie." JJ said taking the applications and tossing them behind her, the papers scattering on the floor. "I want dancers, not posers."

Rafael chuckled before lifting his feet up to rest on the table they were sitting at. "JJ, honey, sorry to tell you this, but all the good dancers went to Broadway or had sex changes to work as Drag Queens." They both started chuckling before Olivia slapped her palms down on the table in front of them, leaning over them. "Hello?"

"I thought you said you would call me." Olivia stated with a smirk before crossing her arms over her chest. "I deserve a chance."

"I got it set up for you, Liv!" Nick called from up above. Olivia smiled before winking at JJ and Rafael, stepping up onto the stage.

JJ stood up. "Woah, wait a minute! This is my club, not yours! I call who I want."

Olivia let out a loud fake laugh before going to a blank expression. "That's discrimination of some sort. I'm not exactly sure of what, but I could report it."

"She probably could." Rafael whispered before tugging JJ's hand for her to sit down. She did, but unwillingly.

The familiar tune from the stereo started to play. The signature words of Jason's name announced before Talk Dirty to Me started to play. JJ's eyes widened at the song choice. She loved the dance to the song, but seeing her daughter do the dance was making her rethink it. On the other hand, Rafael was happily stunned at the hidden talent released that they hadn't seen lurking around the club. He loved every single move as if he was seeing it for the first time. It reminded him of when he first saw JJ dance at the club. He knew that day that he needed a job at the club.

When the song ended, Rafael stood up clapping his hands loudly. "That was terrific! You nailed it, girl! You nailed it!" Olivia laughed at him, covering her face with her hand.

JJ stood up and walked onto the stage before stepping in front of Olivia. She cupped Olivia's face in her hands before smiling at her. "You got the job."

"Yes!" Olivia shouted breaking out of JJ's grasp. She nearly jumped out of her shoes before Rafael came up and grabbed her. She shrieked with laughter as he dragged her backstage.

"What's going on?" Elliot asked with a chuckle, seeing a glimpse of the encounter between Olivia and Rafael. He was carrying a crate of drinks for that night's show.

JJ grinned and ran a hand through her hair, the long strands toppling down her back. "Olivia just got a new job as a dancer here. Looks like you need a new waitress."

Elliot smiled and nodded his head. "I figured that would happen." He put the crate down on the bar. "She dances around the apartment all the time. She reminds me of you."

"Yeah?" JJ asked not knowing about Olivia's hidden talent.

"Yeah, she sings and dances all the time. She broke a lamp the other day, but she was doing a great job." Elliot laughed before starting to stock the bar, leaving JJ to wonder what else Olivia had been hiding.

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