Olivia Benson is just a rookie. She's been at SVU a year and is in a steady yet secret relationship with her hot partner. Her whole world is turned upside down when news on her one year anniversary shakes her up. Does she accept it or does she fight it and what does she do when she realises she's getting everything she ever prayed for?

AU EO

DISCLAIMER: I don't own. I also do not own any rights to the story Charlotte's web which appears in this story!

A/N: So I know that you all are really wanting the EO, I promise it's coming but there is a little bit of a wait because it isn't the main plotline, I'll try slip in some EO moments when I can but while I figure this whole Don/Liv thing it's going to take some time, I hope it will be worth the wait though guys because Don will find out and he'll find out with a splash ;)

The next morning Olivia went to work. Don had left an hour before he because they didn't want to make it obvious until they were really ready to tell people and after speaking with lawyers and a judge they were getting ready to register Olivia's name change first.

Then Don would have to tell one pp which they were sure wasn't going to be an issue as she had been working under his command for a year without knowing their biological relationship and it hadn't really been known long enough to find out if it would affect them in work yet.

Olivia walked into the precinct and deposited Elliot's coffee on his desk before taking her own. As per usual she draped her jacket over the back of her chair, ran her fingers through her dark auburn locks and sat down ready to start her day.

Her computer had barely booted when Cragen's office door opened and automatically the four Detectives' ears waited for the call.

"Stabler, Cragen you've got a DB on West hundred and eighth Warner's on scene." He said walking to Elliot with the yellow slip in his hand.

"Uh Cap are you going senile?" Fin asked gruffly.

"No of course he isn't, he's been drinking government influenced coffee…"

"Shut up!" Elliot, Olivia and Don called together making everyone but Munch laugh.

"Cap you called Stabler and Cragen not Stabler and Benson." Fin said with a worried look in his eye.

"I know I did." Cragen replied and Olivia couldn't hide the smile that played on the edge of her lips very well.

"You got married?" Fin yelled.

"Eww!" Olivia yelled while Don stared in complete and utter shock.

"Then why call Cragen?" Munch asked feeling very confused.

"Uh guys, we found out a week ago that…" Olivia slipped her hand into her father's and he gave it a reassuring squeeze. "Guys Don is my … well he's my Dad."

The two men and the rest of the people in the room who were members of the special victims looked at the two in complete shock. Elliot just smiled like the goofball he was and Olivia grinned like a Cheshire cat.

"Your Dad?" Fin finally asked.

"Benson's your kid?" Munch asked looking from Don to Olivia. "Jesus she obviously got her looks from her Mom."

"Not really, she's got … his forehead?" Elliot tried making the father and daughter laugh, they'd not noticed it but they did have similar sized and shaped foreheads.

"Ok guys as much as I've enjoyed shocking the news into you Liv, El, body, ME, waiting, go." He said as the two grabbed their coats and their coffee's and headed out.

Cragen chuckled to himself as he returned to the office, now there was only one call left to make but that could wait until her name change was legal that afternoon, he just hoped Judge Donnelly worked fast.

"Cragen's Liv's Daddy… Jesus that never even crossed my mind." Fin muttered.

"You thought they were married!" Munch laughed. "What on God's green earth made you think that?"

"Maureen asked Elliot why were Liv and Don holding hands, they seemed awfully cosy and so the first thing that came to my mind was that they were together." Fin shrugged feeling a little disgusted with himself for even thinking it but hey, they worked SVU, they had seen worse.

"Fair enough but can you really see a hottie like Benson going for an older man like Cragen come on…"

"Oi, enough that's my daughter you're talking about there." Cragen snapped half joking half deathly serious as he exited the office. "You two have a rape victim at Mercy, Sheila Donavon, have fun." He said handing them the pink slip.

"Yeah uh sorry about what I said about Benson…"

"If you didn't hear me earlier John I suggest you wash out your ears, her name is Cragen, Olivia Emily Cragen." Don spat.

"Emily? Ben… I mean Olivia's name is Olivia Emily?"

"Is that hard to believe?" Olivia asked walking back into the bullpen with Elliot.

"Hold up why aren't you at the crime scene?" Don asked.

"Warner called homicide took it, no sign of a sex crime." Elliot shrugged.

"And yes my name is Olivia Emily after the poet Emily Dickinson." Olivia smiled, it was one part of her identity she'd always understood.

"Emily Dickinson, I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody too?" John smiled at the young Detective in front of him.

"You know her work?" Olivia asked in surprise, she'd never though John Munch would be a fan of Emily Dickinson.

"I know some, I like another one she wrote, Nobody knows this little rose, It might a pilgrim be. Did I not take it from the ways and lift it up to thee?"

"Only a bee would miss it, only a butterfly, hastening from far journey, on its breast to lie."

"Only a bird will wonder, only a breeze will sigh..."

"Ahh little rose how easy, for such as thee to die." Olivia finished with tears in her eyes and John looked quite apologetic but she shrugged it off.

"John, Fin, Mercy, now." Don said seeing Olivia was upset.

"Elliot go over to CSU, O'Halloran called said he might have something on the Cruz case, he's been re-looking at the crime scene layout with the lasers and think his incompetent protégée might have gotten it wrong." Don said.

Elliot looked at Olivia and saw she was upset and though he wanted to wrap his arms around her in their present situation he couldn't so he hurried out leaving Don to comfort his daughter.

"You ok?" He asked pulling her into a hug.

"Yeah I'm fine." She said wiping the tears that silently drifted down her cheeks.

"Too soon?" He asked.

"Just a little, that was the poem that…"

"I know, I was listening, John left to come back here before she was buried." He told her softly.

"It was her favourite Emily Dickinson poem." Olivia sniffed, "mine too I guess I mean I grew up listening to her say it to me before I'd go to sleep every time she was drunk but sober enough to remember she had a daughter."

"She loved you in her own way Olivia." Don told her gently.

"I know." Olivia sighed holding around Don as if scared she'd lose him if she let go. "I'm just finding it really difficult to love her right now, the line between love and hate is just to blurred Dad." She said softly and he gently stroked his hand through her hair.

"You know if it's too soon you can go home." He told her and she looked up at him her head still on his chest.

"It's too soon for poems, not for work so I am going to look through the Morris file and see what it is I missed." She smiled before letting go and walking to her desk.

Don looked at his daughter getting straight into work and he smiled, he loved her so much, it didn't matter in one way that he'd missed nearly twenty five years because he hopefully had the next twenty five to make it up to her.