AN: everyone - re: "Liv's job"... I try my best to make readers happy. I know I can't make everyone happy with the choice Olivia makes with regard to her job, but I certainly like the outcome and I hope readers will too :-). jbcjazz - re: "are you thinking of maybe doing a scene of Olivia nude in front of mirror showing all scars to Alex, and them talking?"... Something along those lines that after that other "incident" that's to happen :-). Little tentative steps like that will be taken so they can become intimate once again :-) (even though they've only been intimate 'once' before) ACK-Alex-Cayleigh - re: "Please keep updating regularly"... I plan to, but sometimes plans go awry :-( *cough*... muse that refuses to focus on what I want to write, and instead it focuses on what it wants me to write... *cough*. lesipiratecat - re: "Can't wait for more! Or for the other Alex/Olivia story you mentioned came to you :)"... Wait no more, and thankyou. The other story has begun being posted ;-). For those who might not have seen already, it's an AU coming of age story called "Forbidden Until Rumspringa", and is definitely M rated too ;-) (IE: 2nd chapter contains lady loving, shh!) LBM - re: "Ronnie was heckling Nessa. That is so typical big sister!"... I hoped it was seeing I only have a big brother to gauge typical 'eldest sibling doing annoying things to youngest sibling' ;-). Big bros can be quite annoying ;-) "the Latin"... In my SVU headcanon, all the ADA's/good lawyers learn Latin at university seeing there's a lot of Latin terms in law. When I started looking into fleshing out Alan's character, the Clan Irvine motto just had to be incorporated somehow :-D. I promise whenever I use some Latin or French terms (for Kelly, and therefore Mel), I'll try and put the translation/have a character explain the meaning within the same chapter :-) (This also goes for "Forbidden" too seeing it'll have some Pennsylvanian Dutch/German words and a little French term spoken by Liz to Lena) D M Harper - re: "Ch31 Kate Cebrano blast from the past"... oh yeah! 1992 was a memorable year, for sure. I adressed your other comments in a PM ;-)

AN: Thankyou as always for taking to time to read, comment etc. I've already started work on ch37 which will reveal the job readers have chosen for Vanessa (so last call for votes if you haven't done so yet).

Today was October 9th.

Wednesday.

Day 100.

The day the patient by the name of Amanda Richards would be discharged from Bellevue's Chemical Dependency Crisis/Detoxification Unit.

Amanda Rollins stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Olivia approaching a few steps behind Alex, who had just entered her small room within the hospital. She knew this day was coming, and tried to mentally prepare herself, but now the reality was setting in. Her guilt was suddenly beginning to eat away at her as she took in Olivia's appearance. It was her fault for... everything. It was her fault Olivia's hair was short, her fault Olivia's eye was reddish yellow, her fault the backs of Olivia's hands had small bandages and pink scars on them, her fault Olivia's left foot was encased in a walking boot, her fault Olivia was taken, her fault that female lawyer was...

"Stop that right now, Rollins!" Olivia said before anyone else spoke. "I can see it in your demeanour... you're blaming yourself. You're not to blame."

"But-"

Olivia shook her head, "No."

"Liv-"

"Amanda, no! No. I've already had this conversation with Alex, and Nessa... Vanessa Meyer... and the Sheriff's Department workers in Maine that rescued us. So, I'll have it with you if I have to."

"But it was because of-"

"Lewis. Everything happened because of him. Not because you did your job, not because Nessa did her job, not because Sheriff Officer Irvine did his job, or Sheriff Leonard did her job. It all happened because of Lewis Williams."

"I still feel responsible for everything that's happened."

"Then you need to forgive yourself, because I forgive you... not that I ever blamed you to begin with," Olivia opened her arms to give Amanda a hug and reassure the younger detective that she didn't hold a grudge.

"Now, come on Amanda Richards, let's get out of here. I've spent too much time around hospitals lately, and will be spending more time around them than I originally anticipated." Olivia said as Alex picked up Amanda's bag off the bed.

"Munch told me you're having a baby. I chipped in what I could for the gift baskets, but... not much income lately, y'know." Amanda cringed internally, desperately hoping they wouldn't ask too many questions.

"So what's your address so I can program the GPS?" Alex queried as she closed the trunk of her car.

Amanda began to wring her hands, "Ahh... right now... I'm gonna stay with... Fin... or Munch. So if you can just-"

"Why?" asked Alex, not understanding.

"No reason."

"Why are you saying you're staying with either Fin or Munch?"

"For support, so I don't relapse?" Amanda replied, trying to convince herself even more so than she was attempting to convince Alex.

"Rollins, cut the bullshit! This isn't what we agreed on last time I saw you. I was going to be here for you when you were discharged and drive you to your apartment."

Amanda's eyes were downcast as she mumbled the reason, "I-I lost my apartment."

Alex's questions came in a flurry, "WHAT?! How?! When?!"

"A couple of weeks ago... just before Liv was rescued. What little possessions I do own have been put in storage."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Alex berrated the blonde detective.

"Alex, you and your Uncle Bill has been so generous paying for my treatment here, I couldn't ask for more help. I had to take unpaid leave to even be here, and me not working for these last 100 days... I'm on minimum 2nd grade detective's pay as it is. I didn't want you to see me as a charity case! I lost a lot with the gambling and then Kim happened... and then my own shooting and pills, then Liv... so I'll stay with Fin... or Munch."

"I wouldn't have seen you as a charity case, Amanda. I would've seen you as a co-worker and friend in need of some help."

"You can't keep helping me. Once I get back to work, I'll start looking for a cheap apartment."

Olivia cut in, "Amanda, you can stay in my apartment until I figure out what I'm going to do with it, seeing I'm going to live with Alex."

"I can't do that Liv!"

"You can and you will. My apartment is just sitting there, and the rent is being paid on it. I have a year left before the lease will be renewed, give or take a few months, so I might as well have someone be there rather than it be empty."

"How can you even suggest helping me after what's happened?" Amanda shoved her hands in her coat pockets.

Olivia pinched the bridge of her nose, "Because what happened wasn't your fault. When will you start believing that?"

Amanda took her time before answering, "I don't want to freeload off you, Olivia. I'll pay you for the rent as soon as I get back working."

"I know you will, but you'll have to talk to Alex about rent and utility payments, she's taking care of all that now."

Alex said with a smile, "If you're a good tenant, I might be able to arrange for the lease to be put in your name when it comes for renewal."

"How?"

"You leave all the legalities to me. So, do you want to stay in the apartment? Or do you want to stay with Munch?"

Amanda's response of hugging Olivia, then Alex was enough to tell them the answer was in the affirmative.

Olivia kept her voice low as she and Alex walked to the front passenger door, "If Amanda's going to be there... I need to ask you to get a couple more things for me that I didn't get last time, just in case I can't go through with returning."

Alex kept her voice just as low, "What like?"

"The... items... that reside in my bottom bedside drawer, and the item inside my middle bathroom drawer... Jack, Dil-"

"and Vi," Alex finished off, trying not to smirk. "Do you think you could show Amanda the nickel tour while I get them for you?"

"I think I can manage that," Olivia replied as she pressed a small kiss to Alex's cheek.

Pacing in the dimly lit cellar helped relieve Olivia's stress but right now she wasn't so much stressed, but certainly more nervous than she had been lately. The drive to the Winthrop Medical Centre to find out the paternity of her daughter would be the closest thing to the nerves she was experiencing at this moment. She couldn't even understand why she was this nervous, but she was. All she wanted to do was pace back and forth the length of the lounge room of Alex's apartment, but her left foot was still throbbing after accidentally kicking her walking boot encased left foot against the bedroom door jamb this morning. Alex came rushing from the kitchen as soon as she heard the array of expletives Liv had yelled after the initial scream. The ADA didn't know what to expect as she made her way to the bedroom but visions of Olivia sprawled on the ground came to the forefront, fearing for not only for the brunette's wellbeing but also their baby. Even though she disliked seeing the brunette in pain, a wave of relief washed over Alex when she saw Olivia standing on her right foot, clutching the door frame for support with tears pricking her eyes. Alex helped Olivia hop to the lounge room, with Liv negotiating several kisses along the way to, in her words, 'help ease the pain'.

Liv knew this day would come, it was inevitable once she and Alex returned to New York, but she hadn't expected it to be here already. It wasn't the day of her first session with Doctor MacKenzie, nor the first of Vanessa's sessions with Doctor Lindstrom. That was tomorrow for the both of them, Friday.

Today was only Thursday.

Olivia heard the voices before she saw them, allowing herself to mentally prepare that this was about to happen.

"What the hell is that thing on your face?" Olivia said as soon as she made eye contact with the person that had walked through the door.

"It's good to see you too, Liv." Elliott Stabler ran a hand over his neatly trimmed, slightly greying goatee which was just that little more stubbly then the hair on his head. He knew it was Olivia's way to break the ice, not wanting him to see her as a vitcim of her 128 day ordeal. She had done similar with him after her sexual assault at Sealview. The former Marine and ex-SVU detective knew Olivia wanted him to see her as just that, Olivia. "I'm getting in early for Movember."

"Be glad you don't have to kiss his ugly mug," laughed Kathy as she carefully embraced the brunette before extending Alex the same courtesy, while holding a box of what suspiciously looked like doughnuts.

"Thanks a lot, Kathy! I thought you said I looked sauve!" Elliott rebutted as he hugged Alex then his old work partner. Even though Olivia hugged him back, he could feel how tense she was. It didn't surprise him when Olivia ended the hug suddenly.

"Yee... no, El. I said it might make you look sauve, but I was wrong. You look old, old man!" Kathy teased. "I got 'cop food' here, so maybe Alex and I can make some coffee, let the both of you catch up for a bit."

Alex held her hand up to indicate that she knew Olivia would want something else to drink before the brunette would voice it as she lead Kathy to the kitchen after placing the box on the coffee table.

"I'd get you to shave it off and just donate the money to the Movember cause," Olivia replied as she sat down in the lounge opposite Elliott.

"Aw, c'mon now. You're saying you wouldn't have let Brian grow-" Elliott suddenly stopped as he realised what he was about to say, "Sorry."

Olivia waved away his concern, "It's fine. Brian had one when he was undercover in Narcotics. He didn't ever want to grow one again."

"You miss him?"

"Yep... I do. But probably not in the way you might be thinking."

Elliott furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, making the wrinkles on his forehead pronounced.

"El..." Olivia chewed on her bottom lip, wondering how her ex-partner would react. Being the private person that she was, she'd never confirmed to him her sexuality, but he'd never asked either. "I'm in a relationship... with Alex."

"Cabot?! You batting for the other team now?" Elliott asked with a half laugh.

"Nope. I'm batting for the same team I've always batted for."

"Sure you are, Liv. Sure you are."

"I'm bisexual, Elliott... not a lesbian. I've been bisexual ever since I can remember, so I am sure."

"But... I always thought you were straight, with those guys you dated. But then you asked me if you gave off a gay vibe... that whole Babs Duffy thing!"

Olivia stifled a hearty laugh, "Yeah, that was really funny watching you trying not to put your foot in it. Alex and I had a good laugh afterwards about it."

"I'm glad you found me so amusing when we were partnered."

"Well, it helped with all the shit we'd seen and dealt with over the years."

"Fair point. So is Cabot... a switch hitter... too?"

"Still with the baseball euphemisms?" Olivia made a conscious effort not to roll her eyes.

Elliott shrugged, but Olivia knew it was his way of dealing with these things due to his upbringing of strict Catholic. She remembered the time Elliott initially referred to Cheryl Avery as a 'he-she', and the subsequent ass chewing she gave him for doing so. He seemed to get better dealing with LGBTQAI issues after that, but sometimes he'd slip back in to what Olivia called his 'Elliott' mode.

"Yeah, we both are. We're both attracted to men, and we both attracted to women... but we're both attracted to each other even more. So don't be an asshole and ask who the man in the relationship is. Just because I'm in a relationship with a woman, it doesn't make me a lesbian. It doesn't make Alex a lesbian either. We're in a relationship and we're both bisexual... it's as simple as that."

"I guess that explains that Robert guy," Elliott commented as he held his hands up in surrender. "You and her always did have a bit of a... 'thing'."

"We did. We do. And we have more than that now. She hasn't left my side since we reunited in Maine and I'm grateful for her."

"So you're jumping from one relationship to the other, don't you think that's a bit fast?"

Only Liv and Alex would ever know that Olivia had ended her relationship with Brian the night before everything happened, that was their secret to keep. Instead, Olivia asked "What's the mandatory waiting time to begin a new relationship? It's not like we're living in the Victorian era where you have to dress head to toe in black and mourn a person for at least 2 years before you can even consider to start living your life again."

"I see your point."

"Good! Because to me, Brian died in my apartment the night he was shot and I've accepted he's gone. Brian's mother, Gloria, approves of Alex and myself. So does Brian's brother, Doom. I love her, El... I've loved her for a very long time, and Alex and I... we're going to be a family."

"Huh?"

"I'm pregnant."

Elliott's eyes zeroed in on Olivia's stomach, "That sick bastard Lewis?!"

Olivia shook her head, "Brian. Now do you see why I'll miss him. He never got to know we was going to be a father, and I never knew I was even pregnant until after I was rescued."

Elliott made a disbelieving face, "How could you not know? Kathy knew by 6 weeks for all the kids!"

"Ask Kathy, she's the nurse." Liv suggested.

"Ask me what?" Kathy reappeared with Alex, both with a steaming mug in each hand.

"How a woman can fall pregnant back in late May and not know about it until late September?" Olivia said as she took her mug of chamomile tea from Alex, before Alex sat down next to her.

Kathy placed both mugs on the coffee table, "Oh El, that's lady stuff that you don't like to hear about. Menstruation..."

The ex-Marine clamped his hands over his ears, "ARGH! LALALALALALALALA!"

"... Breakthrough bleeding, that sort of thing."

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU! LALALALALALALALA!"

Olivia nodded, "Yeah, breakthrough bleeding. That's what I had."

"You're pregnant?! When are you due?" queried Kathy as she reached a hand over to congratulate Liv.

"LALALALALALALALA!"

"Officially, our little girl is supposed to arrive the 9th February. But she could be -"

"Be earlier. I completely understand. Congratulations on a little girl... the both of you," Kathy indicated to Olivia then Alex. "I know Elliott's not the most... understanding, shall we say... but I know you both well enough to know you'll be great Moms."

Olivia interlaced her fingers with Alex's, "Thankyou Kathy, it means a lot."

"IS IT SAFE YET?"

"Yes Elliott, it's safe!" Kathy tugged at her husband's arm. "If you need help with anything... a baby shower or-"

"Thankyou for the offer, but no baby shower. Well, certainly not in the foreseeable future. I'm still taking things slowly and I don't want to be overwhelmed by clucky women wanting to know all the details. But Kathy, would you mind taking Alex shopping for some baby stuff today? With my foot in this cast I can't walk for too long, and I know Alex wants to get some things bought and set up before she returns to work."

Alex knew why Olivia had suggested it, she was well aware Liv wanted to talk to Elliott alone. They had already discussed it last night in bed and this was the easiest way.

"Sure. What have you got so far?" Kathy turned and faced Alex.

Alex replied, "Not much really seeing we only found out about the pregnancy after Liv was rescued. I'll show you what the squad's chipped in for before we go, but I think a crib and change table would be a great start."

"A 4 in 1 combo would be ideal. We had one for Eli when he was born." Kathy could see the confused look growing on Alex's face, "A 4 in 1 combo grows with the baby. Starts off as a crib, to a toddler bed, then a day bed, and eventually a full bed."

"I think that's we want. Liv?" Alex turned to face the brunette.

"Yeah, I like the sound of it." Olivia placed a hand on her stomach, "She likes the sound of that too!"

"By the way, how old is Eli now?" asked Alex.

Elliott answered, "He'll be 6 in November."

"Wow! It only seems like a couple of years ago now," commented Olivia.

"Hey, wouldn't it be cute if Eli and your daughter got married!" Elliott suggested.

Kathy cringed, "I'm not sure Olivia and Alex appreciate you matchmaking their unborn daughter, El. Maybe wait until she's at least... I don't know... 16?"

Alex chimed in, "Try 21."

"More like 30!" Olivia corrected before suppressing a chuckle. "Our daughter will date whoever she wants, just like her Mommies."

The four continued chatting about the Stabler's children as they had their doughnuts and beverages, bringing Alex and Olivia up to speed on each child over the last few months. Olivia was thankful for the normality and relished every moment of it, because she knew what was going to happen later would be difficult... to say the least.

After Alex and Kathy left to go baby shopping, Olivia told Elliott about the Lewis Williams case from the very beginning. How try as they might, they couldn't pin anything on him and the resulting mistrial; Lewis Williams being in her apartment and Brain's shooting; her and Vanessa's abduction; the brutal physical torture they were both subjected to, even showing him some of the burns and cuts on her arms and hands, and the chaffing scars around her wrists; and subsequent rescue by the Winthrop Sheriff's Department without going into the finer details, avoiding her own uncertainty regarding her possible sexual assaults entirely, but briefly mentioning Vanessa's. She also talked about her IAB and joint FBI/Major Case interviews, but again keeping the finer details to herself. However, she let her thoughts be known about Tucker's harassment and his over zealous attempts to get her to admit to killing Brian and wanting to be in a 'lesbian relationship' with Alex.

Elliott blew out a long breath after Olivia finished, "Do you think the outcome might have been different if I was still there?"

"When I was in the cabin, I thought about a few times... going over all different scenarios. But to be perfectly honest Elliott, I don't think it would've made an iota of difference if you'd still had been with the squad with just myself, Fin and Munch... or if you were still there at SVU with Munch and Fin, and we had Rollins and Amaro too. Lewis was good... too good. He was like one of those damn hagfish, so fucking slippery! I don't even think the outcome would've changed if Alex had been prosecuting..." Olivia suddenly trail off. She just realised that the outcome could well have been very different. Lewis would've known exactly who Alex was.

Stabler watched as Liv took a moment to compose herself before he tackled the next subject, "Sooo... a little bird tells me you have the opportunity of becoming a Sergeant, but instead you're quitting SVU."

Liv's head whipped around, "Who told you?"

Elliott ignored the question, "Well you're not denying it, so you are quitting."

"You did!" Olivia shot back immediately.

"I shot and killed a 12 year old girl in the squad room, Liv!"

"El, I nearly shot and killed my partner in the squad room on Monday!"

"Jesus Liv, you've got PTSD and I'm not surprised after hearing what you've told me what you went through, and I know you haven't told me everything. There's a big difference between nearly doing it and actually doing it. Big difference!"

Olivia rolled her eyes at the comparison, "Maybe I've had enough? I've been there a while now, just like you!"

"I'd been at SVU for a good few years before you joined and became my partner."

"And I've been there a few years since you retired from being my partner."

"Liv, I took 3 months from the shooting to actually putting in my papers... 3 months! I thought long and hard about my decision, so should you! Don't make a spur of the moment decision you'll regret, because you will regret it for the rest of your life. I never told you this, but even up to a few days beforehand, I was adamant I was still going back to SVU... but one night was lying awake and I started thinking about it all... really thinking about it. About everything that had happened over the years, and the shooting... I'd done everything I could, and I knew my heart wasn't in it any more."

"How do you know my heart isn't in it any more?"

"How do you?" Elliott challenged. After a short silence he spoke again, "I don't know about you Liv, but being indoors right now when we can be outside in the fresh air instead... let's go for a drive."

Olivia struggled not to react with panic as she entered the elevator. Each time so far she had Alex by her side, but this time, even though she had Elliott with her, she felt alone. She made her way to one of the back corners so she could keep an eye on the security camera and also Elliott at the same time. She couldn't fathom why because she trusted Elliott for the 12 years they were partnered, but right now and after everything that had happened, there was a tiny element of doubt. Needing to feel close to Alex, she began toying with the Fearlessness plaque.

Elliott watched Olivia out of the corner of his eye, "You ok?"

"Yeah."

After the doors of the elevator slid open, Olivia waited until Elliott has disembarked first before she exited.

Olivia looked around as they made their way down the sidewalk, "So where's the 'Stablermobile' parked?"

"I guess wherever Kathy and Alex are shopping right now."

Liv stopped walking at that statement, but Elliott indicated to keep moving. "Just a little further, I promise."

It took a moment for Olivia to recognise the vehicle they had approached, "This is my Mustang! How do you-"

"Kathy and I came over in both cars so you can have your car back. Don got the keys from your apartment when he returned from Maine. He asked me to get your car in good working order for you when you got back, seeing it's been idle in your parking garage for the past few months. I replaced the battery, changed the oil and took it for a quick test drive."

"Don't even think of lying about how far you've driven in the car, I know exactly how many miles should be displaying."

"Only from the parking garage, out to Queens and back to Manhattan... an maybe a few extra miles when I took Kathy for a drive. I couldn't say no to Kath when she asked," Elliott ran a hand over the hood of the black 1965 Ford Mustang convertible after unlocking the passenger door. "Maybe with 4 of the 5 kids grown up now, Kathy'll let me get something like him."

"Her," Olivia corrected as she got in.

"Excuse me?"

"Her. My car is a her," Olivia closed the door, winding the window down.

"Does she have a name?" Elliott tried to suppress a laugh as crouched down to talk through the opened window.

"Of course she does!"

"And it would be?"

"None of your business."

Elliott muttered under his breath as he stood back up, "Probably Alex."

"Not even close, Elliott. Now shut up, take the roof off, and drive!" Olivia slipped on her sunglasses, not wanting to wait another moment longer than necessary to feel the wind in her short hair. "And Kathy'll never let you have a car like this... not even after Eli's all grown up."

Turning off West 78th Street on to Columbus Avenue, Elliott continued to drive south before veering on to 9th Avenue.

"You better not be going to turn on to 45th," Liv muttered darkly as they approached the street that the 16th Precinct was on.

Elliott quickly glanced at Olivia before he resumed keeping his eyes on the road, "Why would I do that? We're going to go for a drive out to Queens... to that little take out place that makes those tuna salad subs you like and the burgers with the works that I like."

"Haven't had one of those subs since we worked together."

"Neither have I with the burger, and I live near it. Kathy would kill me!"

"So, why are we still heading south?"

"We can't take the scenic route of Manhattan? When the hell am I gonna get to drive a car like this again?"

A short time later, Elliott turned on to West 20th Street and headed east as the road eventually became a one way street.

"What is this? A guilt trip down memory lane?!" Olivia stared straight ahead after she realised where Elliott had stopped the car. The NYPD bollards, the Photo ID Checkpoint and the A.D 1962 building foundation year stone of the Gramercy Park NYPD Academy were directly opposite where the Mustang had just parked on East 20th Street.

"Be honest Liv... don't you want to clip that Sergeant's badge to your belt and give Ed Tucker the ultimate 'fuck you', with perhaps a one finger salute thrown in for good measure to him by declaring your relationship with Alex?"

Olivia continued to avoid looking at the building, but Elliott had a valid point. The idea of doing that to Ed Tucker was definitely appealing, especially after what he did to her during that interview. No! She was quitting. She'd typed her resignation letter after all, and nothing would change her mind. As Elliott pulled back in to traffic, Olivia opened the glove box, removed a CD she had burned and popped it in the CD player before turning up the volume.

"Driving music?"

"Why not?" Liv replied as an unmistakable drum beat and guitar riff began.

Olivia reeled back in disgust as the tuna smell hit her nostrils. To her, it was more like tuna stench. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones, or the fact she hadn't eaten seafood for so long, but she couldn't even consider eating one of her favourite sandwich subs right now.

"Swap," Liv indicated both meals with a wave of her finger.

"What?!"

"Swap!"

"No way!" Elliott pulled the burger closer to himself.

Olivia growled through gritted teeth, "Give me your burger!"

"Do you how long I've waited to have one of these?"

"I'm pregnant, and that sub stinks. Now, do you want me to loose what I had for breakfast all over the table?"

"You're not getting my burger!"

"Give me that burger or I'll tell Kathy you ate one of those burgers, and you also denied a pregnant woman food."

Olivia couldn't hide her grin as she took a large bite of the hamburger while watching Elliott pull a face as he ate the tuna salad sub, "Can you go get a packet of Peanut M&M's or Reese's Pieces too?"

Popping a Peanut M&M in her mouth, Olivia assumed they were heading back towards 72-12 Castleside Street in Glen Oaks after lunch. However, Elliott continued towards Manhattan before turning right near Flushing, then pulling in at the College Point Multiplex Cinemas.

Her eyebrow quirked above her sunglasses, "We going to see the latest blockbuster?"

"You know Liv, for a detective you're not very observant." Elliott stated as he pointed opposite to the nearly completed building at the construction site across the road.

The new College Point NYPD Academy.

"Again with the guilt trip?"

"Think about it. You and Fin would be the last cops to become Sergeants at Gramercy Park Academy when you pass the test... and the first cops to become Sergeants at College Point Academy when you get your shields. I'm not sure many cops would be able to say that."

"You're so sure I'd pass?"

"C'mon, Liv! If Munch could pass on a bet, you can. Fin can too."

Olivia asked, "Why didn't you ever take the test?"

Elliott snorted, "With all the black marks I had on my jacket from IAB and psych evals... I doubt I would've had enough Career Points to sit the test. But you Liv... you have a great opportunity waiting for you. Just promise me you'll take your time before you make a decision of quitting. Or at least think it over during your mandatory time off."

"How about... I'll think about thinking about it."

"That's all I wanted to hear," Elliott replied before the engine roared to life. The song with the distinct drum beat and guitar riff began once again after Olivia skipped back to the start of the CD.

As Elliott passed Olivia the keys to her Mustang after parking it in the designated car park of Alex's apartment, Olivia said a name. "Betty."

"Huh?"

"Betty. My car's name is Betty."

Elliott grinned, "She's a sweet ride."

"She certainly is."

"Does Alex know your car has a name?"

"Yes, because she suggested the name."

"You really think Kathy wouldn't let me have a car like her?"

Olivia patted her ex-partner on the back, "Not a snowball's chance in hell, Elliott."

Whoa! Black Betty, (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa! Black Betty, (bam-ba-lam)
She really gets me high, (bam-ba-lam)
You know that's no lie, (bam-ba-lam)
She's so rock steady, (bam-ba-lam)
And she's always ready, (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa! Black Betty, (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa! Black Betty, (bam-ba-lam) ~ Ram Jam (Black Betty)