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Olivia smiled, although she was still half asleep. A girl could get used to this, she thought.
"Morning," Elliot whispered. Olivia opened her eyes.
"Morning to you, too," she said, turning around to face him. "You'd better get going. We have to be in court today." She sat up and got out of the bed, walking towards the bathroom. Elliot followed her a moment later, and put his arm around her waist. He gently leaned over and kissed the side of her neck as she brushed her teeth.
"Come over tonight after work. I'll cook you dinner," he said. Olivia nodded and he kissed her cheek before leaving. Once he was gone, she got into the shower and quickly washed her hair.
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"Detective Benson, you said you were alone with the defendant when this happened, is that correct?" the defense attorney asked.
"Yes."
"Where was your partner?" he asked. He stood right in front of the jury, looking at her expectantly.
"Detective Stabler was outside, speaking to our captain about a new piece of evidence he'd just received," Olivia told him. He smiled.
"So they left you alone with a man nearly twice your size?"
"I wouldn't say that the defendant is twice my size, but yes, they did leave me alone with him."
"Isn't that a bit dangerous?"
"No more so than any other time it has happened," Olivia said.
"This was not the first time?"
"No, it was not. It was not the first time I've been attacked by a suspect, either."
"If it's happened before, why were you allowed to be in the interrogation room alone with the defendant?"
"You can't leave a suspect alone in an interrogation room. The Special Victims Unit is shorthanded to begin with. There wasn't anyone else," she said.
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"I swear I wish I could kick his ass," Olivia muttered.
"You had to tell the truth, Liv. If the jury thinks it isn't his fault, they're idiots," Elliot told her.
"He tried to blame you, El! How can you be so damn calm about it?"
"Liv, I don't care if he blames me. You don't blame me, and neither does the captain. That's all that matters," Elliot said.
"I'm sick of it, El. They're always trying to lay the blame on something we did wrong. We follow standard procedure, and they still find some way to say it was our faults. I'm just so fucking sick of it!"
"I understand, Liv. Just don't let them get to you, babe. You did what you had to do. You told the truth. Whatever happens now, it doesn't matter. You can't control what happens next, so just don't worry about it," he said. He pulled her close to him for a moment, and then let go. She stood back up and smiled. "You okay now?"
"Yeah. We'd better get back before Melendez and O'Kelley drive Munch and Fin up the wall," Olivia said. "On second thought, reverse the names."
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"How'd it go?"
"I'm not getting my hopes up. He won't get more than a rape conviction, if even that," Olivia said. O'Kelley looked up from the paperwork she was doing.
"That bad, huh?"
"His attorney tried to say that it was my own fault for staying in there with him, alone. Anyone who knows anything about police procedure would know that someone has to stay in an interrogation room with a suspect at all times. Of course, probably none of the jurors know anything about standard procedure," Olivia said. She sat down at her own desk and picked up a file. As she scanned it, she noticed it was already filled in with neat handwriting.
"I hope you don't mind. I got bored, so I started working on some of the paperwork on your desk. I didn't know everything, though, so some of it's still blank," Katherine told her. Olivia looked up.
"Mind? You just made my day," Olivia told her.
A/n: Okay, so I hurried up and wrote this one. Kinda just a little EO fluff and some filler, but it'll get better. And I'll get to the point of this story soon, I promise!