"Talk about what?" Olivia asked sliding off of the bed.

"About a month ago my boss called me into his office and promoted me to vice president of the entire company. He told me that my stats were good and the employee performance surveys on me were off the charts. He said that with me as the vice president stationed in the branch in Los Angeles and James McManus stationed here, that the company's success could skyrocket," Mark said, sitting up in the bed.

"A month ago," Olivia said, her tone firm and tough. Mark nodded as he got off of the opposite side of the bed.

"I wanted to tell you, but with the wedding only weeks away, I didn't want to stress you out anymore than you already were," he said.

"Mark, this is a huge thing that would change our lives. How could you not tell me?" she asked as she walked out of the room. Mark walked around the bed quickly, following Olivia out of the room.

"I didn't tell him that I would do it. I told him that I needed to talk to you about it and he gave me two months for us to think about it," he said following her into the kitchen.

"Well you seem to have made up your mind with your little day dreaming stunt in there," Olivia said taking a glass out of the cabinet and turning on the sink.

"I thought that it was the best way to tell you," he said standing in the archway.

"The best way to tell me? Mark, you knew about this for a month, and in that time you couldn't find a minute to throw it out there that you want to move to California," she said turning around quickly. "We've been married for a week and a half and you want me to just pick up and leave?"

"I want you to tell me what you want me to do," he said plainly.

"You know what you want to do," she said walking toward him. "Now you just have to decide what you are going to do." She glanced down at the floor. "But whatever you choose, remember that I am your wife, and when I married you I promised to support you in everything that you do," she added, her voice lower and more sympathetic.

Olivia walked into Casey's office four months later. Casey was seated at her desk, filling out a file on their perp who was due in court the next morning. Olivia knocked on the door lightly before walking further into the office.

"Hey," she said softly as Casey looked up.

"Please tell me that you are here to give me news on this guy and not to say goodbye," she said setting down her pen.

"Sorry," Olivia said plainly. Casey lowered her bottom lip, making the ultimate 'sad face' as she stood up from her desk. Olivia smiled lightly as Casey sat on the edge of the desk, and she took a sit in one of the chairs in front of her.

"Are you sure that you want to go? I mean Mark can go and have a great time being that vice president of affairs person and you could stay here," she said with a slight laugh. Olivia smiled as she leaned back in the chair.

"As much as I don't want to leave, I think that the marriage would suffer a little if I stayed. But seriously though, I love Mark and if this is what marriage is all about, then I want to be there for him and support him," Olivia said. Casey nodded.

"I still don't want you to go," she said with a light smile.

"I know, but I'm just an airplane ride away, and you and I both know that I never don't have my phone near me," Olivia said.

"I'm still mad at Mark," she said. Olivia raised her brow with a light smile. "Ok, so not really but right now I do." Olivia laughed lightly. "When do you leave?"

"Our flight is tomorrow morning. The apartment is already furnished, we just have to get there and we will be on our own," Olivia replied.

"Just call me when you get settled in the new place and department and everything," Casey said standing up.

"I promise," Olivia said standing up.

"Well, just take care of yourself and good luck. I know that you can do this," Casey said.

"Thanks," Olivia said before Casey hugged her.

"Alright, I have to go before I really get emotional," Olivia said with a smile as she felt her eyes begin to water.

"Okay," Casey said, her own guys beginning to water. "Call me," she added as Olivia turned away.

"I will," she said looking over her shoulder. "Bye." Olivia smiled softly.

"Bye Olivia," Casey said softly with a smile.

Olivia sat at her bare desk later that afternoon filling out the last of the file on a case she and Elliot had closed the day prior. She glanced at her watch-5:43.

"Alright Liv, I think that we are out of here," Fin said as he put his arms through the sleeves of his leather jacket. Olivia looked up as John turned off the monitor of his computer and took his jacket off of the back of his chair.

"Okay," she said in a sad tone. She stood up and walked over to their desks. "I don't want to say goodbye. What am I going to do in this unit without you two?"

"Well you aren't going to learn about all of the conspiracies of the US government," Fin said looking over to John who just shook his head. Olivia laughed lightly. "But seriously though Liv, we'll miss you."

"Yeah, right back at you," she said with a smile.

"You know even with our disagreements over some things, especially with Ken, you are a great cop and an even better person," Fin said.

"Thanks Fin," she said with a smile.

"And you call me if any of these LA detectives give you a hard time. I'm on the next flight out to kick some Hollywood ass." Olivia laughed as Fin walked toward her. "Good luck, Liv."

"Thanks," she said as Fin rubbed the side of her shoulder. She smiled as Fin nodded to John before walking out of the squad room. Olivia turned to John who was bent over his desk turning off his desk lamp.

"You know when I left Homicide, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be to say goodbye to my colleagues," he said standing straight. Olivia raised her brow, confused as to where John was going with the conversation. "But that was only because they all saw me as the skinny ass detective who should have retired ten years before I started." Olivia smiled lightly.

"What am I going to do without this?" she said motioning to John. "I knew that regardless of the case that I am working I could always count on you to lighten the mood a little."

"I do what I can," he said with a smirk. Olivia laughed lightly. "Well out off all of the women that I have known in my life, you get the award of the longest relationship, so this is like divorce number five for me." Olivia smiled softly as John walked toward her.

"Ten years. Never in my life did I think that it would come to this," she said. John smiled lightly. "But in all seriousness thank you for making the past ten years what they have been. You are an extremely unique and intelligent person and I am so happy that I was able to work with you for as long as I have." John smiled as he leaned in and hugged Olivia.

"Take care of yourself," he said softly.

"I will, you too," she replied, her eyes beginning to water.

"And it's not good bye, it's see you later," he said with a smile as they parted. Olivia laughed lightly.

"Okay. I'll see you later, John." He squeezed her bicep lightly before walking out of the squad room. Olivia wiped the tear that rolled down her cheek before walking back to her desk and signing the report before walking toward the captain's office. She knocked lightly on the door before walking in to find Elliot standing in front of Cragen's desk.

"I have the file for the Ramierez case," she said handing Cragen the file.

"You're last file," Cragen said taking the file from her. She nodded as she glanced over to Elliot. "John and Fin?"

"Uh, they just left," she replied. Cragen nodded before turning to Elliot.

"Talk to the principal in the morning and figure out why she was so afraid of going to school," Cragen ordered. Elliot nodded as he closed the case folder in his hands. "Can you give me a minute with Olivia?"

"Sure," Elliot said. "Don't leave without saying goodbye," he added turning to Olivia.

"I'm sure I won't forget you," she said with a smile before he walked out of the office closing the door behind him.

"Getting the goodbyes in order?"

"Yeah. Definitely harder when you've worked with these people for nine, ten years," she said sitting in one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"No kidding," he said with a smile. "This has been sort of a whirlwind couple of months for you between this and the wedding. You nervous?"

"Terrified," she said plainly.

"You know in the ten plus years that I have known you, I have never heard that you are terrified of anything."

"Yeah but when have I ever done anything this drastic. I mean the only thing that even comes close is my undercover gig in Oregon and even then I knew that I was eventually coming back. This is different, this isn't fun," she said with a light smile.

"Well you know that giving you away at your wedding was enough for me to last a lifetime but I never thought that I would literally be giving you away. Your passion for this job is your best quality and will only help you in L.A."

"I hope."

"You'll do fine. There's not a doubt in my mind. But I do want to thank you for your commitment to this job and this unit. And personally, you showed me without even trying to, that even with Marge's death I'm not alone." Olivia smiled lightly as her eyes began to water/ "I want to offer you and Mark my wishes, and regardless of whether you are in California or Queens, I'm here and if you need anything you pick up the phone."

"Thank you," Olivia said as a tear rolled down her cheek. "I mean if you told me ten years ago that I would be where I am today I would have laughed in your face. I never would have been able to make it this far without everything that you have taught and shown me and I will take those things with me wherever I end up." Cragen stood up slowly and walked around his desk. Olivia smiled as she wrapped her arms around Cragen's shoulders. "Thank you for everything."

"Just take care of yourself," he said softly before releasing her.

"John told me not to say good bye, but said see you later," she said with a smile.

"Alright, then I guess I will see you later," Cragen said with a light smile.

"Yeah," she said softly before turning and walking toward the door. "See ya," she added as she turned toward him. She smiled as she turned the knob and opened the door. She walked toward her desk where Elliot was leaning on the edge.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, it was just hard-saying goodbye to him," she said as she leaned against the desk, their shoulders just gracing each others. "When is the new detective coming?"

"Wednesday. He's from Brooklyn SVU, been there two years," he said plainly looking down at the floor.

"Show him the ropes Elliot. The same way you did me," she said softly. "He doesn't know it yet but he just won the partner lottery." Elliot smiled slightly but still looked down at the floor.

"You were a natural, I didn't have to show you a thing," he said finally looking up. "But what I am still trying to figure out is how I'm supposed to conduct an interview or interrogation without my partner standing on the other side of the room making sure I don't throw the guy through the window."

"The same way you did ten years ago," she said plainly. "Elliot you have made me who I am today. You've made me the detective, and the wife, and the person that now knows how strong she really is. That's not natural, that's luck. That's the luck I have for having a partner who supported me in everything that I did for this job and for myself." He smiled lightly as a silence fell over them. Elliot reached his hand in front of Olivia, in it-a white envelope.

"Open this when you are on the plane to L.A.," he said plainly as she took the envelope from him.

"How do you know that I won't open it when I walk out of here?" she asked with a smile.

"Because I know you and because I have already called Mark to tell him that you aren't allowed," he told her.

"Are you serious?" she said with a smile. He shook his head laughing lightly before standing up and facing Olivia.

"So you going to say good bye or what?" he asked with a smile as he held out his arms. Olivia smiled as she stood straight and hugged Elliot. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she felt his hands on her back. "Good luck and thanks," he whispered in her ear.

"You too," she said before they separated. A silence filled the air again as she and Elliot smiled at one another. "Okay?"

"Okay," he said nodding. "Good bye Olivia."

"Bye Elliot," she said softly before turning and walking out of the squad room, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks.