Author: Muppet

Rating: pg

Chapter title: You'll Always be Alex To Me

Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine anymore, don't ask. I'd probably screw everything up anyway, and then Dick would have to come back and restore order to my world of SVU chaos. Ask yourself: Is it worth hearing that crafty Dick say: 'I told you so'?

A/N: Alright, it took me a while to think about what to do for this one, but I finally figured it out. Sorry for the wait. I hope you enjoy this one. Reviews are good, keep em' coming. Oh yeah and Thanks Maureen. You are the coolest and most awesome biatch in all the land.

Olivia stood for moment staring at the door that Elliot had just exited. She wasn't sure what to make of what just happened. She wasn't sure of virtually anything. She came home that morning and went to sleep and woke up and spoke with Elliot, she really hadn't any time to think yet.

She sat down on the couch and tried to organize her thoughts but it was a fruitless attempt. She took a deep breath to collect herself and closed her eyes, resting her head on the arm of the sofa.

She came to one conclusion as she sat there in silence, or at least the most silence you can get in Manhattan at 2:40 in the afternoon, and that was that her life is now more confusing than it had ever been.

She couldn't make sense of anything. She wasn't sure if she could walk out of her apartment without being recognized or how long it would take before the whole thing would blow over, or even if there was anything to blow over. She wouldn't know unless she went outside. But first she needed a shower.

She got up lazily and walked into the bathroom and began to shed off all her cloths. She got into the shower and turned on the water, adjusting it to be a few degrees hotter than her usual 115.

She stood with her back to the valve letting the hot water beat rhythmically against her skin. It had been too long since she felt that warm, massaging sensation.

After she stepped out of the shower she dried herself and her hair. It wasn't for a few minutes that she heard a small ringing coming from her bedroom. She immediately recognized it as her cell phone that hadn't been touched for the past few days. Hearing the ring of her phone made her feel even more at home.

She quickly glanced at the small screen noticing an unfamiliar number. She answered it anyway.

"Benson." She answered automatically.

"Olivia. It's great to hear your voice, again. I'm glad that you're alright." said a somewhat exited voice on the other end, a voice that made Olivia's heart leap. It was a very familiar voice. A voice Olivia knew to be that of Alexandra Cabot.

"Alex?" Olivia said almost dropping her towel.

"Well actually it's Jocelyn, now." Alex said.

"Wow... I... this is a surprise." Olivia said seating herself on her bed.

"Yeah, I wanted to see you in person but, well, you know. They said the best they could do was set up an unmonitored phone call." Jocelyn said.

"That's alright I'm just glad to hear from you." Olivia said.

"Are you okay? You sound good." Jocelyn asked concerned. Olivia took a deep breath, not quite sure how to answer that question.

"I'm fine. I took a shower and got some sleep I think that's all I needed." Se said, not very truthfully.

"I saw you on the news. I was really worried. So, what happened?" Jocelyn asked.

"Well, his name was Robert Kline and he was under the impression that I framed him with cocaine six years ago and came to my apartment and... to make a long story short I ended up being knocked out with the but of my own gun and taken to a damp basement somewhere in New York." Olivia said, skipping over the details. There was a short pause.

"I know this is none of my business, Olivia, but when you said you had HIV..." She trailed off.

"Oh, that wasn't true." Olivia heard a sigh of relief on the other end.

"That's good to hear. And he's in custody now, right?"

"Yes."

"So everything and everyone's alright? Elliot, Munch, Cragen, Fin?" She asked.

"Munch is in the hospital, He was shot in the arm but he should be fine, and Cragen was shot as well but he had a vest on so he'll live too. Everyone else is alright." Olivia said.

"And how's Huang?" Jocelyn asked.

"I guess that depends on how much sleep he's lost over this. I haven't spoken with him for a few days." They continued to talk for several more minutes, Jocelyn divulging as much information as she could about her new life, including her dog which she aptly named after Olivia.

"I should go; my ten minutes have been over for a while. Listen Olivia, I know I shouldn't do this but... My number is 821-8868. Call me anytime if you need anything." Jocelyn said not sure whether she would regret that later.

"I will." Olivia said.

"Bye Olivia."

"Bye. Oh yeah and Jocelyn?" Olivia said smiling.

"Yeah?"

"For what it's worth: Jocelyn is a very nice name, but you'll always be Alex to me." Olivia could sense a smile on the other end.

"Goodbye Olivia"

"Goodbye Alex."

Olivia definitely was in a better mood after talking to Alex. She wanted to go outside before she suffocated behind the closed walls of her apartment. She was trapped in a damp, musty basement for two days she definitely needed some fresh air. She would clean up the mess from a few nights ago later. She decided to take a walk down the busy esplanades of Manhattan. Maybe someone would recognize her, maybe not. Either way she was going out.

Olivia walked to her closet and slipped on her white spaghetti strap shirt and her dark blue jeans that she hadn't worn in a few months, and a light grey jacket.

As she was walking towards the door she noticed the bullet whole in the door frame. The bullet she had shot at Robert and missed two days before.

It had crossed her mind how different things would be if that bullet had gone maybe an inch or two more to the right. She hadn't missed often, in fact, hardly ever with the exception of her rookie days. Why had she missed then? She thought about that as she rode the elevator down to the first floor, stepped out onto the sidewalk and passed pedestrians on the sidewalk. She was walking with a purpose, even thought she hadn't one.

She finally decided on a coffee place she would sometimes go on her way to work. It was expensive but she felt she had well deserved a treat, plus they made great Cappuccinos.

After walking a block or two her eyes began to glance in the faces of other people walking on the sidewalk. No one was looking at her. That was a relief.

She walked through the doors of the coffee shop and walked up to the counter, there wasn't a line then, most people were at work or school.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" asked a young man in the standard red apron.

"Yeah, Cappuccino Grande, please." She answered looking around, noticing the place was empty with the exception of a group of a few students at one table surrounded by papers and books, most likely studying for a test.

"That'll be 3.50." He said with a smile. She began to search her pant pockets for her wallet but she realized she left it back at her apartment. She opened her mouth to explain but he cut her off.

"Hey aren't you that lady from TV?" He asked.

"I guess that depends on to whom you are referring." She answered.

"You know the one that was on that tape... with the guy?"

"That's me." She said somewhat distressed, but she knew this had to happen sometime.

"Wow. I never imagined I would run into you. This is- This is really weird."

"Indeed." She said just wanting to get out of there.

"Hey, was that tape real? Or was it just fake?" He asked.

"It was real." She answered. He just nodded in response not wanting to offend her in any way.

"Cappuccino Grande." Said a short red headed woman placing her order on the table.

"Hey Laura, this is the woman from TV. You know the one." He said to the woman.

"Right, Olivia. I have an aunt named Olivia."

"Oh?" Olivia said, preparing to leave.

"Have you paid yet?" The woman asked.

"No." She said, wondering where this as going.

"Well this one is on the house." The woman said with a smile.

"I don't think-"

"Don't worry about it." She said knowing just what Olivia was going to say.

"It's not often we get a celebrity in here." Olivia wanted to tell her that she was no celebrity but she was cut off.

"We've had celebrities in here before, like the guy from the Real World and that British lady from that movie. Remember?" Olivia definitely wanted to get out of there. She grabbed her coffee thanked them and left before they had time to ask for an autograph.

This was all very new to Olivia. She knew that would not be her last awkward moment that was a result of resent events but that didn't stop her from wishing it was.

She decided maybe she had enough fresh air for one day and that she should take her coffee back to her apartment.

A/N (a): I'm going to update this again soon, really soon. And Kathy's news might be divulged in the next chapter. The news that she will tell him has changed in my mind more than 11 times. Yes, I knew what I wanted it to be at first but I just didn't think it would fit. Oh yeah and don't call that number, chances are you're not going to get Alex on the other end... or Jocelyn. Anyways until next time, this is Muppet signing off.