Sorry for any grammar errors. I kind of rushed through this chapter just to get it out. Thanks for still reading.

"It's gon work out, baby girl…. It will." Fin told her as he gently rubbed at her shoulder. He'd been the one that Calvin text when Trevor had left the apartment teary-eyed and Olivia had been nearly full-blown crying.

"I feel so bad for acting this way in front of Calvin…" Olivia told him in a watery voice.

She was cuddled up in her large bed, half under the covers half out and wearing her sweats. Her face was still a little red and puffy. The messy pony tail on her head was lopsided and crooked.

Fin sat with his back against the headboard with Olivia laying down to his right. He was on top of the covers but it didn't much matter since most of them were bunched around Olivia's body, tangled and twisted.

"It's okay. From what I hear, you and Trevor handled everything calmly. There was no yelling or hitting. It was a healthy…. Break-up." Fin told her. "Cal wasn't scared, he was just worried. It's a good thing. You want him to reach out to someone when he's feeling like this. Liv, it's that therapy working, it's a good thing."

She sniffled and buried her face into Fin's thigh.

Trevor hadn't had a chance to say anything to Calvin before leaving because he hadn't seen the boy come out of his room as Trevor was leaving. It was only after he'd left and Olivia stood there with tears running down her face did she realize that Calvin had been standing in the small hallway between his room and the guest room, watching everything unfold.

Olivia tried quickly to wipe her face but she knew it was no good because the boy had already seen her tears and there was no mistaking the fact that her face was probably red and blotchy by now.

"Everything's okay." She spoke as calmly as possible, holding up her hands.

"What's wrong? You're crying…" Calvin had told her hesitantly.

She gave him a small smile. He was worried about her and wanted to make sure she was okay.

"I'm fine…. Trevor and I… we broke up." She said quietly, tucking her hair behind her ear. "And it makes me a little sad…"

He swallowed hard.

"What happened?" Calvin spoke softly. It didn't go unnoticed that he was still lurking in the small hallway and hadn't made his way over to Olivia. Out of respect for him, she didn't try to approach him just yet. She wasn't sure if she was triggering something and she was trying to assess his feelings.

Olivia wiped her face off again and took a deep breath.

"Honestly? I don't want to talk about it right now, sweetheart…." She told him. It was the truth. She didn't really want to discuss it with anyone. She just wanted to go to her room and cry for the rest of the night while eating ice cream and watching Lifetime.

"O-okay…" He agreed hesitantly, almost as if he didn't want to go against her wishes.

"I don't want you to worry about me… break-ups are hard and sad and… they take time to process and go through. I just… I have to cry it out to get through it." Olivia promised him. Truth was, she was really just crying for herself. She was sad about how her love life was turning out but she tried not to be ungrateful because she had Calvin and that was a win in itself.

Calvin then glanced at the door. He looked alert and almost scared. That's when she realized that this break-up probably came out of nowhere for him. He had no idea about everything going on between her, Trevor, and Elliot.

"He'll be back." Olivia said quickly as she decided to approach Calvin cautiously. "I promise, he'll be back. Trevor is still going to be in our lives. He's still going to take you camping and play the Xbox with you. Honey, he's not leaving you. He'll still be in your life, I swear." She did her best to make him see that Trevor deeply cared for him and would never leave him.

"He can't…" Calvin said with a shoulder shrug. "You won't be together anymore. He's not going to be here and you're gonna hate each other…" The boy seemed sad.

"No." Olivia said firmly as she bent down to look him in the eye. "That isn't what always happens during break-ups. People can be friends after they break-up. They can still get along and… and be friends. Maybe they're better friends than they are boyfriend and girlfriend." She told him. "Honey, don't let your mom's past relationships be what you think relationships should be. There's no particular mold that any relationship fits, every relationship is different and break-ups are different."

Calvin just stared at her. He was at a loss for words and he was probably in shock.

"Okay?" Olivia asked gently, holding onto one of his shoulders.

Calvin nodded but she could tell it was going to take a while for this information to sink in. She glanced back at the television in the living room behind her, trying to think of what could get his mind off the break-up. This wasn't for him to go through, it was for her. Everything would be fine. She and Trevor knew how to be proper and adult-like around Calvin.

Olivia wished more than anything that he would have stayed in his room so Trevor could have left quietly and she could have been able to go to bed and cry on her own without alerting him that something was wrong. Then she would have been able to break the news to Calvin like she'd wanted to instead of him finding her a crying mess in the living room watching Trevor leave.

"Tell you what… my purse is on the coffee table. Get my wallet out and use the visa to buy that game you've been talking about." She told him with a small smile as she straightened back up.

Calvin's face changed to a confused look.

"Resident Evil 7? The one you told me I probably couldn't play because there was cussing and scary stuff and dead naked people?" He asked.

Olivia half rolled her eyes. "Yes." She replied.

"But you said it'd be bad because there were dead bodies and they looked realistic and it's after ten and-"

"Cal, you better go buy it before I change my mind…" She said, cutting him off and giving him a knowing look.

He started to walk around her and head towards the couch but stopped short and turned around.

"You are okay, right?" He asked hesitantly in a small voice but it just made her tear up all over again.

"I'm fine, sweetheart." She said teary-eyed as she leaned down to give him a hug. "I'm gonna get some of that chocolate ice cream out of the freezer and go lay in bed to eat it while watching TV because that's what girls do when they go through a break-up…" She said, trying to lighten the mood and giving him a small smile.

Little did she know, as soon as she'd headed down the hallways with ice cream and spoon in tow, Calvin had text his Uncle Fin because he'd been worried about Olivia.

Fin had arrived at the apartment thirty minutes later, gotten a brief recap from Calvin and told the boy to go to bed at 11:30. Then, Fin headed to Olivia's bedroom where she told him everything that had happened. He already knew a good bit but she filled in the blank spaces for him.

…

FLASHBACK

"I'm Elliot. This is my wife, Olivia." Elliot had introduced them to the hostess of the Swing Set. His sentence alone made Olivia's skin get goosebumps. They'd went undercover as a couple before but Elliot had never used their true names and introduced them as a married couple like that.

It made her stomach have butterflies. What if everything did workout in the end? What if he did actually forgive her for lying about the miscarriage and divorce Kathy? Honestly, it made her nervous. Things always went wrong in her life that she didn't know what to do when they finally went right.

"You two make a beautiful couple!" The hostess told them.

After asking who invited them, since the club was invite-only, Elliot told her about Jerry, their victim whom they were pretending to be friends with for the sake of their undercover operation.

"Great!" The hostess replied. "Sometimes, our newbies like to just walk around and explore on their first time here." She said, and then began to walk, signaling for them to follow her. "This is the community room here with the bar. It's where couples meet, chit-chat, and hang out. No cloths coming off in this room, please. If things get heated, we have a large room in the back where our frisky couples can explore with others, clothes or no clothes, and we have individual private rooms that are smaller for those who wish to explore with another couple away from on-lookers." The hostess explained the layout of the club.

"The bathrooms are that way," She said, pointing to the right. "We have men's, women's, and unisex. Exploration isn't forbidden in the bathrooms, so don't be surprised if you walk in and some interesting things are happening…" The hostess said with a smile and a wink.

Olivia faked a smile, as did Elliot. Neither one had been expecting this club to be so open to sex. The website made it sound like it was a swinger's club to meet people for possible hook ups in their personal lives, not that they'd be getting down and dirty right here.

After the hostess released them to explore the club, they walked around arm-in-arm, staying in the community room.

"We're going to have to blend in, El." Olivia said to him in a hushed voice.

"You ain't gotta do anything you don't wanna do, baby girl." Fin's voice entered both of their ears via the small device they were using.

Olivia turned to Elliot as they sat down on an empty couch together. She smiled at him as if she were talking to him.

"Fin, you don't understand… the other new couples here have already started exploring. They know we wouldn't have come unless we were interested in this lifestyle… we're gonna have to play around or we'll blow our cover. The bouncer has been watching us." And with that, she grabbed Elliot by the collar and leaned in, locking her lips with his as she ran her right hand up the back of his head.

"Only do what you're comfortable with, Liv." Fin told her.

"He's right." Elliot said. "If you're uncomfortable, we can leave."

Olivia shook her head quickly.

"I'm fine." She said as she began to kiss Elliot's neck. "But Fin, you might not want to listen in. If we get something useful, Elliot and I can go through the footage and trim it down before we turn it in if need be." She explained before continuing her kisses on Elliot's neck.

"Oh hell no." Fin said into both of their ear pieces. "You know I gotta listen in to make sure no shit goes down and y'all don't need back up…." Then he huffed in annoyance. "I swear to God, Olivia Benson do not fuck anyone in that club, do you hear me?" He said, sounding like an overprotective father or brother.

Olivia laughed at his distress.

"Yes sir." She answered, but still continued to kiss on Elliot's neck as he rubbed at her side. She couldn't deny that this was putting her in the mood and she was hopeful. Trevor had Calvin staying at his apartment tonight and she was planning on taking Elliot back to hers.

"Hey, heads up, I think Cassandra just got here…" Her partner said as he tapped her side lightly.

Olivia looked up to see a woman in high heels entering the club. She had dark hair and bright red lipstick that was on lips that were obviously done by a plastic surgeon and too big in Olivia's opinion. Her breasts seemed average and she had a small ass. The way people had been talking about her, Olivia had been picturing some kind of mixture between Pamela Anderson and a Goddess.

"Really? That's her?" She asked, turning back to Elliot with a cocked eyebrow.

He began to laugh.

"Geeze Liv, don't be too harsh on her…"

Olivia shrugged. "Jerry has really odd tastes…" She commented under her breath.

They both watched as the hostess informed Cassandra of their arrival. She gave them a smile as she headed their way.

"Elliot, Olivia, glad you could make it. Jerry's told me so much about you." The woman said as she held her hand out for Elliot to kiss, and he did as he was expected.

Of course, Cassandra was lying. Jerry had told her nothing about them since Jerry didn't actually know them. The woman was good at telling a lie, making her a possible suspect, amongst other things.

She sat with them and talked for a few minutes before they were approached by a younger blonde who seemed overly fascinated with Olivia's cleavage. Olivia had to play along, being flirtatious with the woman who she learned was named Cameron.

"Why don't you get to know Cameron a little better… and Elliot and I will go to one of the private rooms so we can get to know each other better too…" Cassandra said to Olivia. The woman was already up and out of her seat, dragging Elliot by his hand to the back hallway of the club.

Olivia looked at him with wide eyes. 'I'll be fine' he mouthed to her and tapped his ear, reminding her that she had Fin if she needed anything.

She nodded in return but it wasn't being alone with Cameron that she was worried about. Olivia was worried about Elliot and him being alone with Cassandra. What if Cassandra didn't know how to take 'no' for an answer? What if she tried to hurt him. What if Elliot didn't say 'no' and said 'yes' instead, and fucked her?

Cameron pulled Olivia from her thoughts by tucking a strand of Olivia's hair behind her ear.

"You really are beautiful…" Cameron told her. Olivia slightly blushed.

"Thank you. You're very pretty as well." Olivia replied.

Cameron was very beautiful. She had blonde hair, though Olivia was pretty sure it wasn't natural. The woman clearly had breast implants but not too big, just big enough. The only way Olivia could tell they were fake was because they were too perfect. She was tan and slim. The only think that bothered Olivia was her age range.

"You look very worried about your… husband. He'll be fine with Cassandra. She's harmless." Cameron promised the detective. "Would you like to go to one of the private rooms as well?" she asked.

"Sure." Olivia replied softly with a small smile. She truly wanted to be in the room because she was hoping they'd get in a room next to Elliot and Cassandra.

To her disappointment, there was only one room open and there was no way to tell if Elliot was nearby. Olivia would have to try and identify sounds to see if she heard his voice.

"He's alright, baby girl." She heard Fin in her ear piece. "He's in a room with Cassandra and he can hold his own. Don't worry." Sometimes she hated how well Fin knew her… "If you need anything, you know what to say." He told her, reminding her of their code word for if she was in distress and needed back up.

"How are you liking your first night here?" Cameron asked Olivia, unaware that someone else had been talking to her in her ear.

"I think… this lifestyle is an acquired taste…" Olivia told the younger woman. "I'm not sure I'm comfortable sharing my husband like this. We came here and agreed we'd stay together the whole time and Cassandra has dragged him off to a private room. I'm not going to lie, I don't like it…" She said honestly.

They'd sat down on the dark blue couch. Olivia had to say the room was much cleaner than she anticipated, especially if what the majority of people in these rooms did was have sex. But then again, this was a very high scale club.

"Who are you here with?" Olivia asked curiously. The club only accepted couples, so she had to be here with someone.

"My boyfriend. He's in the open private room in the back where there are just groups of people fucking. That's not really my scene but he likes it so to each their own." Cameron explained.

Olivia nodded in understanding.

Cameron had already put her hand on Olivia's shoulder.

"I would really like to kiss you. Is it okay if I kiss you?" She asked Olivia. The younger woman was so sweet and good looking that Olivia just nodded without thinking about it.

The blonde leaned forward and locked lips with Olivia. They kissed for several seconds before Olivia opened her mouth and let the blonde in. Their tongues swirled for what seemed like forever. Olivia barely noticed when Cameron shifted to straddle her hips.

"Mmmm…" Olivia hummed as she pulled back.

There was no use in trying to hear people in the rooms surrounding them. Olivia had already figured out that the rooms were sound proof, probably for privacy.

"Is this okay? Me sitting on top of you like this? If not, I'll move." Camron said, basically asked Olivia for consent.

The detective narrowed her eyes and tilted her head sideways. Not a lot of people would make sure their partner was okay with what was happening, especially here. They'd just go about trying to do things and if they got stopped, then they'd have to take 'no' for an answer or they'd get kicked out.

"You're asking for my consent?" Olivia clarified.

"Yes." Cameron replied. "Consent is important. I don't want to do anything that you don't want me to do. So far, your body has said yes but I want to make sure your brain says yes too." She said.

This sent red flags off in Olivia's mind. Either this girl was a survivor of sexual trauma, or she was someone whose profession dealt with survivors.

"What do you do for a living, Cameron?"

"I'm a manager at a restaurant…" The blonde replied with a confused look.

Damn, she must be a survivor.

"How old are you?" Olivia asked another question, keeping in mind that she was confusing the hell out of Cameron.

"I'm twenty-three…" She replied, choosing to trust Olivia.

"I'm in my mid-forties, Cameron. There's no way you're actually attracted to any of this…" Olivia say, using her hand to gesture at her own body.

Cameron looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven but her real age was a little too young for Olivia's liking but she was very mature for her age. If the detective had to guess, she'd say it was because of what she went through.

Cameron began to laugh, which baffled Olivia.

"I'm sorry…" Cameron said. "I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing at the situation, I swear…" She tried to explain between laughter. At this moment, Olivia was particularly thankful that these rooms were sound proof.

"I don't understand." Olivia told the girl, looking at her with concern.

"I know who you are." Cameron said, giving Olivia a small smile. "You're Olivia Benson. Sometimes, you're in the paper for helping victims of sexual assault. I've known who you were since I was a teenager and I always thought you were so beautiful and just… gorgeous. I looked up to you and I prayed every day that you would come and save me… I know it sounds a little childish…" She said, looking a bit embarrassed. "But it was the only thing I had to hold on to."

"Oh my god!" Olivia exclaimed in shock.

"Cover's blown." She heard Fin say in her ear, signaling that he was about to pull them out.

"No, Fin wait!" Olivia said, knowing full well that she was exposing her undercover operation to a complete stranger. She held up one finger to the girl to signal for her to hold on. "Fin, we're in a sound proof room in the back. You stay on Elliot, I can sit in here with her for a while. Just let me know when Elliot's done."

"Yes ma'am." Fin agreed in her ear.

Cameron shook her head.

"I knew you had to be here doing something with the police. There was no way you'd hit up a club like this. And that guy is your partner, not your husband." She said. Although, little did Cameron know, Elliot was basically both.

Olivia closed her eyes tightly and took a breath, holding out her hands.

"Just to clarify," The detective said, "You only know me from the media… I never helped you or took on your case?" She asked, trying to figure out if she'd been making out with someone that she formerly helped out, which was something she could get fired for.

"No…." Cameron said rather sadly. "You never came. No one did."

Olivia swallowed hard.

"Cameron, what happened to you?" The brunette asked in her victim voice. She quickly switched gears from Olivia the Swinger to Olivia Benson but the blonde shook her head.

"I'm okay now. I went through therapy; my daughter is going to go to therapy too." She said.

"You have a daughter?"

Cameron nodded.

"From your assault?"

Cameron nodded again.

"I'm so sorry, Cameron." Olivia told her, reaching out and hesitantly grabbing her hand. "I'm even more sorry that no one came to help you. If I had known, I would have come."

"I know that." The blonde said with a small smile. "You really are a very beautiful woman and I like you a lot, but… please tell me if this case has anything to do with me or my step-father? I can't put my daughter through anything else."

"No, no… it's nothing to do with you. And you are safe here." Olivia reassured her. "We are just doing this on a whim. We don't even have any suspects or leads, I can promise you, it has absolutely nothing to do with you." The best part was that Olivia was telling the truth for the most part. They'd been able to get a guest list for the club on the night that Jerry was assaulted and no one named Cameron was on the list at all. Olivia felt confident that this woman was not involved.

"Is your step-father the one who assaulted you? He your daughter's father?" Olivia asked gently, pushing the woman for more information.

"He is, but I don't want to talk about it. He's dead now, my mother is dead. We don't have to worry about them hurting me or trying to hurt my daughter."

Olivia almost asked Cameron if she killed them but honestly, she didn't want to know. If they were dead and they did such terrible things to Cameron, then good riddance.

"Can we just go back to kissing please? We don't have to do anything else… we don't even have to kiss, I can tell I've weirded you out… I just don't want to think about that…" Cameron said, giving Olivia a mix between a sad and ashamed look.

"Hey," Olivia said, tightening her hand around Cameron's. "You didn't weird me out. I just… I don't know your triggers. I don't know where I should and shouldn't touch and I don't want to trigger you in any way." She said honestly. Cameron really was absolutely beautiful and if Olivia was into her before, then she needed to be into her now as well, otherwise she'd send the message that Cameron confiding in her about being assaulted was a turn off and Olivia never, ever wanted to send that message to anyone.

Slowly, Cameron slid back onto Olivia's lap putting her cleavage right in Olivia's face. She grabbed Olivia's hands and put one on her hip and one on her breast.

"Anything above the waist is okay for now. Under the shirt or over the shirt, it is okay with me either way."

Olivia didn't see any conflict of interest since the girl wasn't in any of her cases. She just needed to tread lightly because of possible triggers. The age still bothered her though, and if this girl was as attracted to Olivia as she claimed to be, then it could be real fun.

"Okay." Olivia agreed as she slowly leaned in to kiss her. It didn't take long for this kiss to become heated, just as the first one had.

Cameron gasped as she felt Olivia's hands fondle her breasts over her clothes

Then just as soon as it had started, it was over.

"Liv, Elliot's done and waiting for you at the bar when you're ready."

Olivia let out a huff and leaned back, staring at Cameron.

"Okay Fin, I'm on my way." She said while maintaining eye contact with the blonde. "It's time for me to go…" Olivia told her. Cameron nodded and slid off of Olivia's lap.

"Will you be back?" She looked hopeful. Olivia could help but feel turned on, she'd never been with someone who praised her work so much without actually knowing who she was as a person of detective.

"It depends on what my partner has to say, but… honestly, I don't think so…"

Cameron nodded. "I'll walk you out." She said.

They got up and made their way out of the private room and to the club main room where the bar was. Olivia spotted Elliot waiting on her. She could make heads or tails of the look on his face though.

"It was very nice to meet you, Cameron." Olivia said as she turned around to tell the younger woman goodbye. "I really did enjoy my time with you… and I need you to keep this undercover thing a secret…" She whispered, knowing that the young woman probably wouldn't tell a soul.

"Of course." Cameron agreed immediately. Then reached over for the pen and paper that was kept on the bar for club members to use. "This is my name and number. Feel free to call or text me…" She said, handing Olivia the paper.

Olivia tore off the bottom of the paper and grabbed the pen to write down her own number and gave it to Cameron.

"That's my number, my personal cell number." The detective said. "You can text me. I don't always answer calls because of the job so you'd be better off texting… If you need anything, personal or business…" Olivia said with a wink. She didn't need to clarify that personal meant for them to hook up or get to know each other better and that business meant if she ever needed anything in relation to her sexual assault.

They waved by and the hostess said goodbye as well as Elliot and Olivia left the club holding hands, just as they had when they'd entered.

…

"So…" Elliot inquired as he drove towards Olivia's apartment, "Did she give good lip service?" He asked joking around.

They'd turned in their equipment to Fin and he was in charge of getting the van and equipment back. Olivia had sent a quick text to Trevor letting him know everything went well. He'd reported back that Calvin was sound asleep and now that he knew she was alright, he was going to turn in too.

"Don't talk about her like that, El." Olivia said rather seriously.

"I was only joking…" He replied, wondering what was up with her.

Olivia exhaled and propped her head against her right hand. It'd been one hell of a night and to make things worse, she was actually still turned on but she wasn't sure if she wanted Elliot to come up to her apartment after all.

"She's a survivor…" She whispered, glancing at him. "And she knew who I was, what we do for a living."

"Fin never told me our cover was blown…" Elliot said, becoming worried as he tried to glance back and forth between the road and Olivia.

"I told him not to… she didn't mean any harm. She… had a thing for me and had been assaulted as a teenager I think… I just kept her busy until you were done fucking information out of Cassandra…." Olivia said with more venom in her voice than she intended.

Elliot turned his head and looked directly at her as they stopped at a red light.

"I didn't fuck Cassandra." He told her in all seriousness. "The only woman I'm interested in fucking, and have been for a long time, is you, Olivia."

His tone sent chills down her spine. She almost wished they could role play as husband and wife for the rest of the night. She already knew his love for her was strong, even though she questioned it at times.

Sometimes, all Elliot had to do was look at her and she could feel his love for her because it was so strong.

He showed his love by the way he brought her coffee every morning.

He showed it by the way he kissed her when they'd sneak away from work to have a moment alone.

He showed it by helping her with Calvin when Trevor couldn't.

And he showed it when he had her pushed up against her living room wall as she sat on his shoulders and his tongue slowly, teasingly entered her body, lapping at the most private area.

"Jesus, fuck…" She moaned as Elliot sucked on her clit.

Her hand was on the back of his head, massaging his scalp as we worked between her legs, coaxing out her orgasm that had been building all night.

Olivia was completely nude. The dress had come off as soon as she'd walked in the door.

Her hips were bucking into his face and her hair was messy now.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum, El…." She moaned, causing him to speed up his pace. It didn't take but a few more seconds until she was falling over the edge. "Shit, FUCK!" Olivia said loudly as the waves of her orgasm washed over her.

Afterwards, she slid to the ground slowly in front of him. Upon catching her breath, she began to kiss him. Olivia felt dizzy, she loved him so much and she rarely got these moments with him that when they finally did hook up, she almost felt high. She could only hope that the divorce papers would come within the following months.

Olivia got up and wobbled to the couch, taking him with her. As he sat down, she sank to her knees and worked on taking his pants off.

She wanted to taste him tonight, she needed him in her mouth.

He'd learned his lesson about asking if she was sure. She was in charge and if she didn't want to, she wouldn't have offered.

Olivia made a sound of relief when she put Elliot's dick in her mouth. She could honestly say that she never craved anyone the way that she craved him.

Her tongue swirled around his tip, then she ran it up and down his shaft before taking the whole thing in her mouth and bobbing up and down rather rapidly until he let out a huge groan with his orgasm.

"Ugggggggggghhhhhh" He said rather loudly as he gripped her shoulders to keep himself from bucking into her mouth as she swallowed everything that he had to offer her.

After he was finished, Elliot leaned back and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Olivia joined him on the couch, sitting sideways with her back against the arm rest and getting the blanket from the side of the couch to cover them both.

They sat in silence for a bit, basking in the afterglow for a while.

"Hey," Olivia was the first to speak. "I need talk to you about something." She said.

"Hmmm…" Elliot responded. "Me too but you go first. It might be about the same thing…" He said as they got more comfortable and she put her legs in his lap, causing him to adjust himself so she wouldn't squish his now tired, little member.

"I was wondering if you could talk to Calvin about your father?"

Elliot knit his eyebrows together in confusion.

"Why? What happened?" He asked, massaging her calf muscle on her leg.

"I can't tell you because I don't want share information about Calvin without his permission…" Olivia said, giving Elliot a pointed look. "But I would really like for you to share some of the things your father did to you… how violent he got and how you overcame it… I'd appreciate it if you'd maybe show him some of your scars?" She said.

"I know it's a lot to ask…" Olivia continued. "But… I really think it'd help him if you talked to him, if it came from a man's perspective. I've shared with him some of what I went through with Serena but it's not the same. I think Vivian tried to instill the classic 'men don't cry' bullshit in him and while he's not showing signs of struggling now, I want him to struggle with it as less as possible in the future."

"This prick that put his hands-on Calvin in jail already?" Elliot asked, having already figured out what was going on with Calvin. He was a detective after all.

Olivia huffed.

"Cal doesn't remember much about the man, he was too young. But if I ever find out who did it, his ass is mine… off the books…" She threatened.

Elliot continued to massage her leg but changed his gaze from her face to across the room.

"Ten-four, partner." He agreed.

"Anyways, what did you wanna talk to me about?" Olivia asked.

Elliot took a deep breath. He didn't really know what to say. He wasn't prepared but she needed to know. It was the right thing for everyone.

"It's about Trevor…" He said as he looked down at her leg and his hands working on massaging her muscle. "Liv…" Elliot started, and looked up at her. "The guy's in love with you."

After a split second, Olivia busted out with laughter. How crazy of Elliot to think that Trevor was actually falling for her. After all, they had a deal.

"That's insane." She said with a smile.

"I'm serious." He replied in a small voice.

The smile fell from her face instantly.

"What the hell are you talking about, Elliot?" She questioned.

"I'm being honest, Liv." He said, and stopped massaging her leg. Olivia pulled her legs back and tucked them beneath her and pulled the blanket closer to her chest as Elliot used the end of it to cover his lap.

"He loves me and I love him, but he's not in love with me." She told her partner in disagreement.

Elliot gave her a pointed look. The look that said he was actually telling the truth even though he wanted it to be a lie.

"I'm not talking about he loves you like how we loved each other for the first five years of our partnership, I'm talking about he's actually in love with you." Elliot said.

She cleared her throat.

"What makes you think this?" Olivia demanded. "Did he tell you he was in love with me tonight? Did you two have some fight over me?" She asked quickly, too quickly, signaling that she might be spiraling out of control with her emotions soon.

"I'm not gonna break his confidence but all I have to do is look at him when he talks about you. He's more possessive than he used to be, he gets goo-goo eyes when he's talking about you and just lights up. He does anything and everything you ask of him if he can… Liv, he's in love with you…"

"No." She demanded as she got up from the couch and went to put her dress back on so she could be covered. "He wouldn't lie to me. I've asked him many times so we can keep our feelings in check. Trevor wouldn't lie to me. I trust him, Elliot…" She said, looking at him on the couch after she'd finally gotten her dress on. There were tears in her eyes. Elliot could already tell she knew it was true, that she was just arguing with herself at this point.

"I'm sorry…" He offered.

She couldn't have two men in love with her because there was only one of them that she wanted and he was sitting on the couch in front of her, she'd made that very clear from the beginning.

"He wouldn't do this." She said, pacing back and forth.

"Liv, he's hurting, and I think he's confused. Maybe he didn't know how to tell you…" Elliot said, trying to take up for Trevor. He didn't hate the guy. Truth was, if Trevor really was in love with Olivia, then Elliot felt sorry for the man because that was a painful road to go down.

Olivia covered her face with her hands and sniffled. Elliot stayed on the couch, knowing that if she wanted his comfort, she'd come back to him.

"He knows if he made me choose, that I'd choose you. I've done this to him… I'm hurting him… Oh, God!" Olivia said as she finally made her way to Elliot's side. "I don't want to hurt him. I love him. He's so amazing and he's a good man. He's amazing with Calvin too…"

"When you and I first started hooking up, you got scared that I was falling for you… and I way by the way," Elliot said, flashing her a small smile as he put his arm around her shoulder. "But you use to tell me that if I ever tried to leave Kathy for you, if I ever got divorced, that you wouldn't be waiting on me and that I wouldn't have a place in your bed."

"I did." Olivia agreed, remembering her own words. "And he knows that, we've talked about it. God, I've been so personal with him, I'm a fucking idiot."

"You're not, Liv…" He said, leaning in to kiss the side of her cheek. "You're just so damn loveable and easy to fall for…"

That night, Olivia couldn't sleep, even with Elliot cuddled into her side. All she could think about was Trevor and how much pain he was probably in. It was no secret that Olivia had planned on bringing Elliot back to her apartment. Trevor knew that, it's part of the reason he had Calvin at his place instead of just staying at Olivia's.

Trevor knew every single time she'd done anything with Elliot because that was their rules. They always told each other when they were with other people. Now that Olivia started thinking about it, he hadn't been with anyone else in a really long time. How did she miss that? How had she lost track so easily?

He looked sadder when she talked about Elliot and sometimes he tended to text her more when she was on a stakeout with him. She should have known.

…

The next night, Trevor came over for supper and as usual, Cal went to his room after dinner to play his Nintendo DS that had been gifted to him by Captain Cragen. Olivia waited until Calvin was in his room to confront Trevor.

She asked him to go to the bedroom with her, but he got the feeling that it wasn't for sex.

"I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to be honest with me." Olivia said after she'd shut the bedroom door.

"Alright." Trevor replied.

She took a deep breath before she said it.

"Are you in love with me?" Olivia asked him very softly.

There was guilt on his face and he looked ashamed as he tilted his head towards the ground. In a way, Trevor couldn't believe Elliot had said something to her when he hadn't even clarified it for Elliot, but he also wasn't surprised. The man had always looked out for his partner.

"Okay…" Olivia said as her bottom lip trembled and she fought to keep her composure. "You're going to keep walking Calvin home from school on your scheduled days. Everything that you've planned with him, you are going to honor those plans. We won't drag him into this."

Trevor sniffed and it was then that Olivia realized the man was in fact crying. It was very rare for Trevor Langan to shed a tear and to be honest, it scared her a little.

He sat down on the bed in defeat. There was nothing he could do and he knew it.

Olivia sat down beside him, she almost called him 'baby' but she didn't want to hurt him anymore than he already was.

"Trevor, why didn't you tell me you were starting to develop feelings?" She asked as her own tears made their way down her face.

Both of them knew this would be the end of their romantic relationship. She wouldn't still sleep with him after this.

"I didn't realize it until it had already happened and then I just wanted more time with you…" Trevor told her honestly. "I was going to wait until Stabler got divorced and then we could do everything as planned so you could be with him… I figured I might as well enjoy it while it lasts… we both know I'll never find anyone to be with…"

Olivia shook her head and pulled him to her.

"You are a wonderful man and I know for a fact you have women all over you when you go out…" She said, hugging him and truly feeling bad that he was hurting. "You shouldn't have lied to me. After everything I've told you and all of the trust issues I have… I just can't believe you'd do that." Olivia told him as tears continued down her cheek. "I trusted you."

"I know… and I'm so, so sorry…." He said, hugging her back.

Truth be told, she wasn't ready to let him go. When they finally did part, she had it mapped out in her head as something totally different, something that she was ready for.

After several minutes of crying and sadness, Olivia extracted herself from him and stood up.

"I care about you…" She said. "You know I do. I care about you a lot… you know secrets of mine that not even Elliot knows…" Olivia told him. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I hate that you're hurting right now. I think we should take some time apart. Obviously, our romantic relationship is over… for show and for real."

"I-I'm sorry…" Trevor said again.

Olivia walked over to him and sat back down on the bed facing him.

"It's okay. You fell in love with me and it's okay. We're going to work through it. I would still like to be your friend, Trevor. Everything is going to be okay, we both just need some time. You trusted me with a lot of your secrets too and… and I will always be here for you… I just can't be here for you sexually anymore. I love you, but my heart belongs to someone else…" She said as her tears started back. "My heart belongs to Elliot. I love him so fucking much and it kills me to see him with Kathy, it kills me that he's technically still married to her and that he's about to experience another birth with her when it should be me that he's doing that with. It fucking hurts and I'm not going to let you get hurt like that." She said, then took a deep breath to keep herself from breaking into sobs.

Even though she was mad at Trevor for lying, she still had that lioness need to comfort him and make sure that he knew everything was going to be okay. She couldn't help it, it's just who she was as a person.

"You've got to leave before Calvin comes out of his room…" Olivia said as she headed towards the bedroom door.

"Hey…" Trevor said, stopping as he got to her at the door. "Can I just have one more kiss, please?" He asked.

It broke her heart. It was the least she could do. She leaned up and touched her lips to his, eventually granting his tongue access. The kiss was salty due to their tears but it was still a kiss that neither one would ever forget.

…

PRESENT DAY:

"I know it sucks right now, but you're gonna be okay…" Fin promised her as he combed his fingers through her hair. Fin had stayed with her all night. They'd stayed up late talking and despite not getting much sleep, her body woke her up around nine. She'd found Fin awake and they'd began talking again.

Her bedroom door was ajar. She'd left it that way on purposed, sensing that Calvin might want to check on her this morning.

"Olivia?" She heard his voice call from the hallway, although he knew the rules. When her door was open or cracked, it meant he could enter.

"Hey, man." Fin greeted Calvin. "I'm gonna go fix you some tea…" He said to Olivia, signaling that he was really just busing himself to give them alone time to talk.

After Fin exited the room and shut the door to give them privacy, Olivia patted the bed beside her where Fin had been sitting, silently asking Calvin to join her.

"You look like shit…" He said as he looked at her.

"Swear jar…" She pointed her finger at him weakly and mumbled because her face was partially pressed into the covers.

This made Calvin smile. Olivia smiled too as she sat up and got herself in order.

"Mom would sleep all day and lay around the house when she was on drugs…" Calvin blurted out, looking worried. "She said she had to do them to cope with her life…"

"Baby, I'm not on drugs." Olivia promised him. Even though he was thirteen, sometimes he was still just a kid.

"I know, but I don't want you to get so sad that you start doing them." He said innocently.

Olivia snorted with a small laugh. "Honey, I'll never, ever do drugs. I promise you. If I do, it'll be the ones that a doctor prescribes me. Ones that are safe and helpful."

"Okay…" Calvin said, taking her word for it.

"I'm just going through the motions… going through a break-up. It's what happens. A lot of people act like this after a serious relationship ends. Not all people, but a lot." She told him. "And I meant what I said last night, Trevor and I will stay friends. You'll still see him and do all of the things you do with him now. You just might see him a tad bit less, he won't be eating dinner a lot here and he won't be staying the night anymore." She explained.

"What happened?" Calvin wondered, clearly still a little worried and trying to understand the situation.

"Well…" Olivia began. "Trevor didn't tell me something because he thought he it was the right thing to do and… it wasn't." She tried to explain it to him in simple terms.

"You're not gonna tell me what really happened are you?" He asked with a knowing look.

"Nope… I'm not. Because it's grown up stuff and it's personal to me. I didn't even tell Uncle Fin everything exactly. But I don't want you to worry about it. Trevor and I are just better off being friends, and that's okay. Sometimes, that's how relationships work out. He's still a good man." She said, looking at Calvin. "He didn't cheat on me, he didn't hit me or hurt me, we still care about each other a lot."

"I love him." Calvin said in a small voice.

"Oh sweetheart, me too. Very much so…" Olivia said, leaning over to hug her boy. "And he loves you too, don't you ever doubt that." She said as she made eye contact with him again. "He loves you so much." She promised. "Everything is going to be alright."

"I got some tea!" Fin said as he entered the room with a small tray. He'd even found her flowers to add to the tea.

Once Olivia got settled, she ushered them both out of the room.

"Alright, I'm fine. Y'all go order some pizza or something for lunch. Why don't you get Uncle Fin to play Resident Evil with you?" She suggested to Calvin, but before the boy could answer, Fin replied.

"Me play Resident Evil? Fuck no. That's some scary shit. No way in hell. We gon play something else…." He said.

Olivia's eyes went wide as she held her cup of tea.

"Jesus, Fin. Swear jar."

"Actually, I still have that ten, so he still has like six more saved up to use…." Calvin said.

Olivia just rolled her eyes as Fin smiled.

Thoughts?