A/N: What did Liv tell Elliot? Does he get a new partner? And what's next on the radar for Special Ops?

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Elliot didn't get much sleep after Olivia had told him the Ops story. The secret service? Special Ops. Those guys in red with the fuzzy hats outside Buckingham palace? Ops. Every high ranking general in the armed forces and chief of every police department and division had to answer to Special Ops. Area 51 was real and those "men in black" who covered it all up were Ops agents. Pop rocks and soda? That's an Ops sanctioned torture tactic that proved to be rather ineffective, so it was let loose into the public to scare children into avoiding the sugar rush.

To say Elliot was surprised was an understatement. He was especially shocked when Olivia told him everything there was to tell about her own life. She told him about the horrendous way the government forced her mother into a lab and drugged her, forcing her to have another man's baby against her will. He learned all about the fourteen years of abuse she suffered at the hands of her drunken mother and the neglect Charles gave. She gave explicit detailed accounts of her days at the academy, including the first time she killed a man, on her sixteenth birthday. Instead of a driver's license and a car, they were given their first weapons and targets.

She told him about their staunch inflicted behaviors. Friendship, love, sadness, hate, admiration and other emotions were ignored, abolished, replaced with only apathy and things like strength, intelligence, speed, stealth, and power. The ability to make choices was taken away and replaced with schedules, rules, regulations, and policies that controlled every aspect of their lives. Elliot had asked her how she survived. He said living like that sounded so cruel, so dehumanizing. Olivia told him, "That's all I've ever known, El. To me, it's normal and the way you have been living your life is unorganized, chaotic, confusing, and crazy." Her last words before getting out of bed to start her day were "Even more confusing, though, is how someone like you could still love someone like me, despite everything I have just told you." He'd been awake and contemplating ever since.

Elliot walked into the precinct, tired and reeling from the sleepless night of intense sex and conversation, and he found the desk across from his was no longer empty. Confused, he looked over to Munch and raised an eyebrow. "I got a new partner?"

"Yep," Munch said with a smirk.

Elliot groaned. "Great. My life was turned upside down last night, I know more about government conspiracies than you do, I didn't get any sleep, my wife left before I got to tell her I how much I love her this morning, my mother called and wanted to know why I am not moving home yet, and now I have to break in a rookie? Shit, today sucks."

The interrogation room door opened behind him, and he turned to see Olivia and Fin step out with Casey. "Well," Novak said. "I have never seen a child open up like that. You were amazing, Benson."

"Thank you," Olivia replied. "Cassidy and Munch are going to find the boy's father and bring him in right now." She nodded to Cassidy, who looked at Munch. The two men rose from their desks and left.

Olivia left Casey and Fin, who were going back to speak with the boy, and went to sit at the desk across from Elliot. She looked up and saw him staring at her, surprised. "What?" she said with a smirk. Elliot, wondering why everyone seemed to be smirking at him, shook his head. "What are you doing here?" he asked her.

"I work here," Olivia said, opening her desk drawer and pulling out a file. "At least, part time." She tapped a button on her watch and connected to Welken. "Still running half the word full time, much to your dismay," she said as she blipped and beeped into the computer on her wrist. "I love you, too, by the way."

"You're...really? I mean, I thought you weren't going to take the job," Elliot said as he finally sat down. "It was offered to you almost two months ago."

Olivia glanced up at him. "I've been a bit busy, Stabler. My boss at Ops was killed, I had to take over as the Commander of the world's most powerful government operative agency, I saved your ass, twice, oh, and I got married. Forgive me if stepping in to work with Special Victims was a little low on my list of things to do." She grinned and winked at him.

Elliot laughed. "Okay, so were you going to tell me? Why'd you pick today? Why now?"

"For a detective you ask an awful lot of stupid questions. I was not going to tell you, I wanted to surprise you. So, surprise! I picked today because it was the first day I didn't have a task that needed my undivided attention, so I had the time to come in and get settled, and now seemed appropriate because after the whole R. White debacle, it became very clear to me, El, that we should not be out in the field without each other. You have to watch my back, and I have to watch yours, because if it's left up to someone else and they fail..."

"Yeah," he interrupted. "I know. Please, do not finish that statement." He shuffled around some papers on his desk, and looked up at her. It felt as if they'd been partners forever, like they belonged in these desks. "IAB. They're not gonna like..."

Olivia cocked an eyebrow and gave him a sideways smile. "You wanna think about what you're about to say?"

He stopped, shut his mouth, and thought. Then he smirked, getting it. "Right. We're the Untouchables."

"Benson, Stabler. Munch and Cassidy are bringing in the boy's father and when he gets here, you're in the pit! We need a confession," Cragen yelled from his office doorway. He walked back inside, smirking, as was the trend in the bullpen today, and sat down. He knew, something told him, that Benson and Stabler would quickly become the best pair the NYPD had ever seen.

They didn't disappoint. Between Elliot's hot-headed, violent threats and Olivia's intimidating, yet somehow seductive, interrogating tactics, they had the man giving full verbal and written statements within an hour. Casey had him arraigned and in a holding cell by nine-thirty that evening. They had only officially been partners for a day and they'd kicked some pretty major ass.

"Hey," Cassidy said, coming over to Olivia's desk. "Good work, today. I'd, uh, love to see what you'd do in the field. You probably look amazing, taking down a perp. Must be hot." He smirked and wagged an eyebrow.

Olivia shook her head in disbelief. "I admit, it is quite a sight to behold. You should ask my husband," she said.

"Oh, that again?" Cassidy leaned in closer to her. "I thought I was making it pretty clear, I don't really care that you're married. I want you. Even though you, uh, kind of scare the shit out of me," he gulped. He remembered what she did to him when he was being interrogated at HQ.

Olivia narrowed her eyes. "If you so much as think about trying anything with me, it'll be the last thing you ever do," she spat in a whisper. Elliot walked over and put an arm around her, glaring at Cassidy. "Ready to go?" he asked. Olivia nodded, pushing past Cassidy, then waving to Munch and Fin on the way out. "You hungry?" Olivia asked, walking down the hallway.

Elliot nodded. "Yeah, what's on your schedule tonight?"

"I was thinking, maybe we can go that diner you took me to on our first date?" She looked up at him, and he smiled. "Or, ya know, somewhere else. I want to go out, show you off."

He linked his hand with hers. "Liv, you are adorable. You're really trying to be..."

"Normal," she finished for him. "Yes, I am."

Elliot chuckled. "I was going to say 'the romantic one'. You set up that candlelight dinner, and now you wanna go out, I haven't done anything for you. I feel like I'm neglecting you."

Olivia widened her eyes. "Are you kidding? El, you have opened up doors and broken down walls and you...say these things to me, you don't even know what your words do to me, when you speak...Elliot, you are the only person in my life who has never, not for a single moment, neglected me. I dragged you to hell and here you are holding my hand and taking me to dinner, that's romance, right there."

He stopped in his tracks, tugged on her hand, stopping her, and she turned to face him. "I don't wanna go out anymore. I want to go home. Right now. We'll order some rabbit food for you and some real food for me, I will light the candles this time, and then I want to make love to you, slowly." He caressed her cheek and rocked his hips into hers.

Olivia looked into his eyes and smiled. "See, right there. Words." Her eyes sparkled as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. Her watch bleeped, interrupting their moment, and she groaned. "Sorry," she muttered. He nodded as she looked down. Her eyes widened and she gasped. "Great," she almost yelled.

"Honey, what is it?" Elliot said pulling her back into his arms.

Olivia dropped her head into his chest, letting out a light chuckle. "Unfuckingbelievable, Elliot. My next task, the man whose life I need to save," she said still giggling.

"Baby, come on, who is it?" He ran a hand up her back and down her arm.

She picked her head up, and exhaled, calming down. "It's Cassidy."

A/N: Oh, no! Now, he's really going to bother her! Who's after him anyway?