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Lt. Declan Murphy was back in command of SVU while Sergeant Benson stepped down to prepare for the lieutenant's exam. He didn't necessarily hate being commanding officer but it wasn't his most favorite job either. The lieutenant definitely preferred to be deep undercover busting the scum of the earth, with a cocky grin on his face as he did it. He was excited to start his second day in command, eager to make sure things stayed running smoothly at the 1-6. Impressed at how Benson had been running her unit, his goal was to not screw anything up and be on his way. Unable to foresee the storm brewing amongst his current squad, Murphy was optimistic that his time there would be smooth and without incident. That's why Murphy was utterly shocked when he stepped into the squad room's door that morning. The place was covered with flyers of the respected Sergeant Benson in a compromising position with a man Murphy didn't recognize, along with a caption just as repugnant.

"What the hell is this shite?!" uttered a very confused Declan in his mild Irish brogue. He yanked one of the flyers off of the wall to get a better look at the damning propaganda. "Home wrecker on the loose? What the hell is going on?" Declan quickly sprang into action as he desperately tried to rid the squad room of the embarrassing flyers. He had gotten rid of half of them before he heard a crash in the entrance of the squad room behind him. "Shite!" Declan mumbled under his breath as he turned to see an equally shocked and horrified Benson. 'So much for smooth and uneventful' thought Declan as he braced himself for the incoming storm.

Amanda washed her face for the third time in the precinct's restroom; desperately trying to get prepared for what she knew would be an explosive morning. Staring at her reflection briefly, she was trying to convince herself that she did what she had to do. Seriously wishing that she would've went another route had Rollins' head pounding. I had to, she deserved it. Her and that goody two-shoes act, I had to take her down a notch. It's really his fault, he made the commitment, plus she said she didn't even know we were dating. I seriously don't see her being that woman. Damnit! Amanda's inner thoughts were on a roll before she said out loud, "Maybe I should go and take them down?" Amanda was getting ready to exit the restroom but was startled when she heard a crash coming from the squad room. Her heart sank to the pit of her stomach when she realized she was too late.

Olivia stood in the doorway of the squad room frozen. She simply could not move her body. Her eyes were scanning the room frantically trying to make sense of what she was seeing. The shock had slowly started to wear off as her brain began to function again. Her mind now began to work like a detective asking all of the important questions; after the brief ponder, she knew her answer. One question that she didn't know the answer to was how did Rollins get that picture of her and Elliot. Thinking of other people seeing that picture out of context had Olivia fuming. Rumors like this had a way of taking on a life of its own and Liv couldn't afford to have those negative images in the minds of her unit. "Where the hell is Rollins?" shouted Liv to a still stunned Declan.

"Benson, first of all calm down. Secondly, I haven't seen Rollins, lastly are you telling me that she is responsible for this?" questioned Declan.

"Aww shit," said Fin as he picked up one of the flyers off of the floor. "What the hell is going on in here?"

"That is what I would like to know." Both men looked at the sergeant for answers that she didn't have.

Olivia closed her eyes and inhaled deeply as she tried to figure out what she should do. She was furious with Amanda but she didn't want to involve any more people in this undesired drama, especially at work. She began to speak, "I-it's uhm, it's nothing guys. Just help me get them down please and to a shredder ASAP." All three of them began to remove the posters and shred them before anyone else could see them. Liv trusted Declan and Fin to not say anything but she knew the few others who witnessed the posters were probably already gossiping.

Trying not to let her mind go there, Liv went back to the spot where she dropped her belongings when Fin came up behind her. "Liv, what is going on?" She saw the concern and confusion in his eyes.

"Nothing Fin, really."

"I've known you for a decade and a half; I know when you're lying. Tell me, you know you can trust me.

Olivia looked at her longtime friend and decided to tell him the truth. "Your partner has gone bat shit crazy!"

"Amanda did this? Why?"

Olivia was having an internal battle on whether she should reveal this next part or not, screw it, she thought. "She thinks that Amaro and I have been screwing around behind her back. I told her that wasn't true but she's concocted this whole story in her deranged mind."

"Wow, yeah she's losing it. She's in her feelings, big time, then Amaro? Please. You want me to talk to her?

Liv caught that 'Amaro' comment but didn't have time to dwell on it before she answered Fin. "No, I will be handling that. Also I would appreciate not menti-"

"Say no more. I'm here Liv if you want to talk or vent about my crazy partner."

"Thanks Fin, I'll keep that in mind."

Amanda had worked up enough courage to finally leave the restroom; she opened the door and ran straight into Nick. Great, she thought. She was so mad at him that she seriously thought about slapping him again. She suppressed the urge seeing that they were at work, and also the whole assault of a police officer nonsense. Nick knew that Amanda was blindsided by his sudden end to their relationship but he hoped that they could stay cordial and professional. Trying to forget their last encounter which resulted in a thunderous slap, Nick tried to engage her.

"Good morning, Rollins."

"Morning, Detective."

Relieved that she even responded Nick thought he should test his luck, so he grabbed her arm and took her aside before they made it into the squad room. "Look, I know I messed up but I want you to know that I'm sorry. Liv and I have never done anything behind your back, ever. You have my word. So I hope we can move on and be civil and work together. Hell, one day be friends again, all of us."

Overcome with emotion after Nick's speech, Amanda was now certain that she had just made a big mistake. Trying to remain strong and keep her emotions at bay, the blonde detective looked up to meet Nick's sincere gaze. "I-I'm sorry for slapping you. I'm also sorry for what we're about to walk into," said Rollins as she walked off, leaving a confused Nick behind.

Amanda walked into the squad room timidly; she noticed that there were no signs of the posters. She was relieved for Nick's sake but she knew that Liv had seen them. She went straight to her desk not even glancing in the direction of her sergeant. Amanda didn't know how but she was going to try and explain herself to Liv when she got a chance. Nick walked in a short time after Rollins and felt a strange energy in the room. He couldn't put his fingers on it but something was definitely off. He glanced over at Fin looking for answers but found none. He then looked at Liv and he saw that she had on serious resting bitch face. What's up with that?

"Benson! Rollins! My office now," demanded an irritated Declan. "I'm not going to ask any questions and I don't want to hear a word, just listen. I don't know what the hell is going on here but it ends today. You both have an hour off to resolve whatever it is that is going on, then I want you both back here focused and ready to work." Declan then directed his attention to strictly Amanda. "I'm only going to warn you once; if you ever pull any horse shit like this again, you're out on your ass. Number two, she is your boss! You're lucky that she doesn't file a grievance against you and have your ass back in a uniform. Now get the hell out of my sight."

Amanda turned to leave, just as Benson was about to do the same Murphy stopped her. "Just a quick word sergeant." Liv turned back to face Declan as he began to speak. "I hate to pry but that seemed uncomfortably personal, you have to remember they are your subordinates now. You're no longer a player, you're the coach, even outside of work there should be a difference. You can't blur the lines or things like this will continue to happen in the future. You're dismissed, oh and sergeant, work it out."

Olivia walked out of the office seriously thinking about what the temporary CO had just said. A lot of it made sense which made her even more cautious about being involved with Nick. This Rollins thing was more than enough to make her think twice. Feeling sick to her stomach, Amanda grabbed a few things from her desk and headed to the elevator. She felt like a fool, her emotions got the best of her and she embarrassed herself in the worst way. She dropped her head and wanted to scream out of frustration.

Olivia went to her desk; visibly upset which had Nick walking over to her. "Is everything alright? What did Murphy want?"

"He wanted to talk to me about your crazy girlfriend and how she vandalized the squad room with damning posters of Elliot and me."

"She is not my girlfriend and what kind of picture of you and Elliot?"

"I can't get into this right now Nick, Declan is demanding that Rollins and I go resolve this, which I don't see happening, so I don't have time for your questions." Olivia said as she walked away from Nick without another word. Nick stood there unsure of what to do, as he felt Liv distancing herself from him before they had even began.

Olivia walked toward the elevator, heated, wanting to get this over with. She was angry and was ready to let Rollins have it. She turned the corner to find a bent over Rollins, looking like she would be sick. Rollins was barely holding it together, but she straightened up when she heard Liv's stern voice saying, "Come on, this won't take long at all."