Diamond

Summary: As always see ch1

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This chapter is a lot longer, so I hope you all enjoy it!

This chapter will explain what happened on Olivia and Rob's date from the first chapter!

Cry

Olivia sat silently at her desk, staring atthe flowers thatmade her feel guilty and cheap for even having, as Jenny slept in the crib.

She didn't even want to think about what that poor baby must have gone through.

After looking though the apartment Elliot had found an envelope with a birthday card in it for Jenny. Apparently it was form a grandparent. Elliot was now searching for these people, because Jenny needed someone now, or else she would go back into the system that had already failed her once.

Upon inspection of the apartment Elliot and Olivia had concluded that Jenny's foster parents weren't all that great of people in their lives. The girl slept in a bed that was too small for her, in sheets that had never been washed. All her cloths were soiled and too small, and her hair was in desperate need of a wash and cut. She had few toys other than the bear Olivia had found her with. Both her parents appeared to have been alcoholics, as well as into some drugs. The only reason either her or Elliot could figure they had even wanted Jenny was for the check they received form the state for her each month.

"Liv, hey, earth to Olivia." Elliot's voice called her back to the present.

"What, huh?" She asked coming back to reality.

"You okay?" He chuckled.

"Yeah." She lied.

Elliot just eyed her with a look that said he knew she was lying.

"It's just that it kills me to think about Jenny." She tried to smile weakly.

"I know Liv, but we have her now." Elliot tried to sooth. "Plus, I'm so close to finding her grandparents." He added.

"That's if they even want her." Olivia said under her breath. "Do you realize that the best thing her 'parents', if you can even call them that, did for her was to kill themselves?" She added flatly. As she spun in her chair to face him she knocked some files onto the floor.

When she bent to pick them up Elliot noticed her shirt raise a little to show the skin on her back and sides. Elliot quickly turned, ashamed that he even had the urge to look, but first noticed that where the skin should be an olive tone now looked purple.

He was about to ask her about it when Rob walked in.

"Hey Elliot." He smiled and shook his hand. "Do you mind if I steal Olivia for a sec?"

"Doesn't matter to me, you better ask her." Elliot smiled as he released his hand. "I'll go check on Jenny." He said excusing himself. He made a mental note to talk to Olivia about the purple later.

"I see you got my flowers." He said indicating the roses on her desk. "You never called me."

Olivia just huffed at him, and rolled her eyes.

"Please Liv, just talk to me." He begged.

"I really have nothing to say to you." Olivia said angrily as she pushed herself up from her desk and walked over to the coffee machine to pour herself a cup.

"Com on Liv." Rob continued to push. He followed her closely. "Just five minutes."

She turned and glared at him for a moment, placed her mug down with a thud, and said, "Fine, you have five minutes. But we'll talk out in the hall." She finally agreed.

The two walked out of the bullpen and into the hallway.

"Liv, I'm sorry. I was drunk, and it was a mistake." He blurted out as Olivia leaned against the wall, her arms folded in front of her chest, and her lips pursed out of anger.

"What was a mistake Rob? Not telling me about Vickie, or punching me in the face?" She demanded, anger seething form her voice.

"Both. But baby, Vickie meant nothing to me, I swear." He said reaching for her arm.

"Do not touch me." She barked avoiding his touch. "And do you really think I give a damn about that Bimbo Robert?" She demanded. "I had to pull my gun on you last night. No man has ever forced me to do that."

"It won't ever happen again, I swear." He begged.

"You're damn right it won't ever happen again." She answered. "Because you will never get the chance to get close enough to me or my apartment for it to happen again."

"Liv, I was drink, and I wasn't going to…" He began.

"No Rob, I saw that look in your eye. It was the look I see on perps every day." She began in a harsh whisper. "If I hadn't have had my gun you would have. And don't blame the alcohol. It doesn't make people do things. All it does is lower people's inhibitions to not do things." She finished.

"So what are you saying then? That I've been having sick urges to hit and rape you all this time, but I just fought them?" He asked cocking his head to the side. "You know me better than that Olivia. What kind of man do you think I am?" His voice was getting harsher as his anger grew. He took a step closer, but Olivia refused to budge.

"You know what they say Rob, 'if you look like a perp, and smell like perp, you must be a perp.'" She said mocking him.

"You Bitch!" He seethed as he lunged at her. Olivia was quicker though, and dodged him. This time she thrusted her palm into his nose and sent him stumbling backwards.

"Hit me once, shame on you. Hit me twice, shame on me." She muttered as she began walking away.

"You think you deserve any better?" Rob asked through his hand that was holding his nose. "Look at your background! Look at your past! Look at all the men you've slept with! Face it Sweetheart, this is it! This is as good as it's gonna get! This is as good as you deserve!" He seethed.

His words cut her deeply. She felt the hot tears threatening to fall, bit would be damned if she let Rob see them.

She turned on her heels and quickly ran to the ladies room down the hall.

It wasn't until this moment that the man watching this whole encounter from the door became concerned.

Sure, when Rob lunged at Olivia he had to white knuckle the door frame to stay put, but he knew that if he had interfered, he would have been the one with the broken nose right about now. He knew that she could handle herself when it came to the physical, hell he'd seen her take down perps three times Robert's size with out breaking a sweat. He would have stepped in if she needed him to, but she didn't.

The one thing that he wasn't ready for was to see Olivia cry. She never cried. He almost sprinted own the hall after her, not even taking note of Rob still huddled in the corner, holding his nose.

When he opened the door just enough to peer in, Elliot Stabler almost broke down. He saw his partner, and best friend sitting on a chair in the corner of the bathroom, fighting back tears that were winning their battle.

TBC...

the next chapter Elliot will finally question Olivia about Rob!

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