Dirty Little Secret

A/n: Wow. Just, wow. I honestly didn't think this was THAT good… thanks for the great reviews, y'all. 20... For just three chapters… wow.

"Would you just stop?" Olivia asked, finally looking up at her partner. He had been stealing glances for the past twenty minutes, and it was driving her insane.

"Will you please just tell me what happened?" he asked. She sighed.

"Like I said before, I fell."

"Bull."

"You weren't there, how would you know?" she asked. He was really beginning to drive her crazy, so much so that she was praying he would catch a case and get out of her hair for a while. Or at least find something else to occupy his mind.

"I know you better than that, Liv. You're lying to me. Tell me what happened," he said.

"Just give it a rest, Stabler. I fell. You don't need to know why or how, or anything else for that matter. So just leave me alone," she said, returning to her paperwork.

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"Benson." Olivia looked up from her desk at Cragen, who had come out of his office. She got up and walked into his office, unsure of what was about to happen. Cragen closed the door and then sat down behind his desk. "Sit."

"Is something wrong?" she asked, sitting down.

"I should be asking you that question. What's going on?" he asked. She shook her head.

"Nothing. I've just been a little preoccupied lately. That's all," she said.

"No, Liv, that's not all. What happened?"

"I fell."

"The truth, Olivia," Cragen said.

"I was pushed," she said, refusing to look at him.

"By whom?" he asked. Olivia didn't answer. "Liv, who pushed you?" She still didn't reply. "Olivia, just tell me what happened." Olivia sighed and turned to stare out one of the windows.

"When I got home last night, Trevor was waiting for me outside my apartment. He said he wanted to talk, but I didn't want to listen to him. I told him to leave, and tried to shut the door in his face. He wouldn't let me, and I tried to force him to leave. He… he got mad and pushed me. I told him to leave again, and he left."

"Was it the first time?" he asked. Olivia nodded.

"Yeah." She turned to look at him. "I'm not reporting it."

"Olivia," he said, looking into her eyes.

"If he comes near me again, I will. I just can't do that yet."

"Why not? What else has he done to make you afraid of him? Did he threaten you?"

"I'm not afraid of Trevor Langan," she said.

"Then why aren't you reporting it?"

"I'm a cop, Don. We've already got IAB and the Morris Commission up our asses constantly. Do you really want to find out what they would do if I reported it? He slipped, lost his temper. I can forgive him once," she said. Cragen nodded.

"Fine. But if he even shows up to talk to you…"

"I'll call. Promise."

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Olivia got up from her desk and began putting on her jacket, laughing at some stupid theory John had just recited.

"Know what, when you find those little robots, give me a call. I wanna see them," Fin said. John just gave him a 'look' over the top of his glasses.

"Laugh all you want. One of these days, someone will find conclusive evidence of them."

"Benson." All four detectives looked up at Cragen, who was once again standing in his office doorway, waiting for Olivia. She sighed and headed into his office for the second time that day. Cragen closed the door behind her

"Is something wrong?" she asked. Cragen handed her a folder, which she opened. "What is this?" she asked, reading through the notes at the bottom.

"The psych evaluation. Yours." She stared down at the words, allowing them to sink in.

"The shrink thinks I'm crazy?" she asked.

"She doesn't think you're crazy, Olivia," he told her.

"Then what?"

"She thinks you need help dealing with… certain things that happened in the past," he said. He hated to have this talk with her, but he had to. It was his job.

"My mom," Olivia stated. Cragen nodded. "So, what? What's the verdict?"

"Her suggestion was that you see a psychiatrist."

"I hate shrinks," she replied.

"I can't force you to do this, Olivia. As long as you're not a liability, I've got no say. But I'm asking you, as a friend, just to give it a chance."

"Yeah."