A/N: Okay so this is the same a/n from the story 'Lost', but if your not reading 'Lost' (which I strongly suggest that you do, but I won't force you too) than you won't know this announcement. I would have had this in sooner but I had to go to the dentist and it seems I'm going to have to have the two wisdom teeth on the bottom surgically removed. Ouch. That really sounds painful. I hope when they do that they put me to sleep. I don't think I could go through that awake. I am a really big wimp. I'm not sure when it's going to take place but I'll keep you informed.

A/N: I would like to thank irishsoxfan and JennCorinthos. And special thanks to:

Freestyler9125: Oh yeah that's why I told you that story. It may take some time before I get your story up and going. I want to get my two works in progresses to a certain point before I do anything new. Just give me till next week and I promise you'll have your story.

LovelyLivia: Well since you asked so nicely I guess I could update. Thanks for voting. I guess more and more people want EO.

KaydenceRei: It's not that it's old for me, it's just that I'm a big AO shipper fan. But if the people want EO than I will comply. But of course being me I will have to add my own twist to it to make everyone happy.

Javalover27: I love that idea I just may have to do that. I don't know if I'm going to use it for this one or write another one. But now I just love the idea of Olivia leaving Elliot for Alex. It would be priceless to see his reaction.

Sweet-4-Stabler: You think Elliot doesn't like him now. Just wait until the story picks up.

As always, Enjoy!

Chapter Three

Dinner and the letter F

Olivia stood outside the door that led to Cragen's apartment. She had a white box that held a chocolate case in one hand and her keys in the other. She had actually driven to Cragen's house in the car she almost never used. She checked her watch to make sure she wasn't early, but wasn't late either. Before they parted ways at the station they agreed to meet at Cragen, not her Father's, apartment in an hour. She had used half of that time to shower and change into decent clothes that didn't remind her of work. The other half of time was used trying to look for the perfect dessert to bring. She would normally bring a bottle of red or white wine, but she knew about how Cragen was an alcoholic, just like she was. She had learned that when she was sixteen. And she made it a point when she started drinking at the age of seventeen never to let Cragen catch on. But she knew he probably knew about it. She saw that the time was exactly one hour from the time they had left the station. She rapped on the door and moments later the door opened revealing her Father.

"Come on in Liv," Cragen told her.

Cragen moved out of the way allowing Olivia room to pass by. As she walked by she couldn't help but love that they were able to pick things up like there had been no big space since the last time they had seen each other. She handed the chocolate cake to Cragen explaining that she got it from the corner bakery.

"Thank you," Cragen told her.

He motioned for her to take a seat in the living room while he disappeared into the kitchen. The room looked like he had cleaned it in a rush for when she arrived. She smiled at the thought of Cragen rushing around the apartment to make it nice and clean. He had always kept the house clean when she was growing up and he expected her to help him. Olivia looked at the shelves in front of the couch. In the middle was a rather large TV. On the bottom you could see a DVD player with various DVDS. All the other shelves were filled with pictures of family and her. He had a lot of pictures from when she was growing up. There was one that caught her eye that was in the center above the TV. It was from when she was ten years old. She had gone with him to a family function. It had gotten late and everyone that was left had retreated into the house to horse around and watch TV. She was one of the few kids that went into the den to watch TV with the adults. She had crawled next to Cragen and rested her head on his chest. He had a arm wrapped around her protectively. Neither one of them had known this but when he bent down and kissed her forehead someone had taken a picture. It was one of her favorite moments.

"Those were some good times," Cragen explained.

Olivia turned around and found Cragen standing there with a smile on her face. His eyes held the memory thoughtfully as he contemplated it. She found herself wishing to be back when she was ten years old. A time in her life when everything was so simple and she didn't have to worry about anything. She was the happiest at that time. Why did she have to grow up and become curious about her biological parents? Why couldn't she just remain Daddy's princess forever? She should have stayed young and ignorant to the world.

"Can't it just be like I was when I was ten again?" Olivia asked him.

Cragen pulled her to sit next to him on the couch. She saw how his mind was trying to get the answer that she desperately needed to hear without lying to her. Olivia knew Cragen hated lying to her. But now she would have taken a lie if it would mean feeling better for just a little while.

"I'm not going to lie to you Angel," Cragen began.

Every time he started with those words Olivia knew that what he was going to say was his way of being serious. He added the last word onto the sentence because he knew whatever it was he needed to say was hard, but he wanted to show her that he still loved her. That she was still his Angel.

"Change is a part of life. Some times the change is good, but sometimes it's not so good. But those changes define who we are. You wouldn't be who you are today if not for those changes," explained Cragen.

Olivia couldn't help but wonder, like she had done countless times, if some changes hadn't occurred would she be a happier person. Would she have run away from the only father she knew in search of the parents who never were there for her? She didn't know if she would ever find those questions out, but she knew on some level she knew those answers. Olivia looked back at the picture of her and Cragen.

"But I was your little Angel than," Olivia told him, "I don't deserve that title. Not after having run out on you."

Cragen took two fingers so he could move her chin so she was looking at him. Sometimes eye contact was the only way to make Olivia pay attention and know that you meant every word you were saying. Cragen had learned that long ago, but had never used it against her.

"You'll always be my Angel," Cragen told her, "No matter how long you leave me for. I'll always be here for you to come back too. And besides now that your back do you think you can get rid of your old man that easily?"

Olivia allowed herself to be pulled into Cragen's arms for a hug. She rested her head on his chest like she had done all those years ago when she was ten years old. She now realized just how much she had missed her Father. She had never felt safer.

"I love you Daddy," Olivia told him.

"I love you too Angel."

But they didn't have long to celebrate their newfound Father Daughter relationship. Cragen's cell phone went off causing him and Olivia to silently curse. Cragen pulled away from his daughter and answered the phone. Olivia watched him go over to his telephone and have an animated conversation with whoever was on the other end. When he had put it down he turned to look at her with a worried look etched on his face.

"What is it?" Olivia asked turning back into full cop mode.

"The alphabet rapist moved on to the letter F," replied Cragen.

Olivia wracked her brain for a profession starting with F that someone would have if they worked for the government.

"What's the job?" Olivia asked.

"He killed an FBI agent. Now the FBI is trying to get involved."

That was the last thing they needed. The FBI would just worry about their own and not the other victims that had already been killed. They would stomp all over their case and not even let them try the man for the other counts of rape. Olivia didn't know what they were going to do, but she knew they had to prevent that at all costs. The only thing she could be thankful was that the media had not gotten wind of this.

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