Mark just shook his head at his wife. "You're not wearing my boxer briefs"

Olivia reached over him and grabbed his underwear from a drawer. "Oh yes I am." She smiled and pulled his gray boxer briefs on. "That looks hot"

He slapped her butt "Yes it does"

She moved closer to him and wrapped her leg around his. She was wearing one of his tank tops and his boxer briefs and he only had on white boxers. It was five in the morning and neither slept all night because they kept fooling around.

Mark grabbed the whip cream from his nightstand and he sprayed it on his peck. "Lick like you mean it"

Olivia smirked and slapped his stomach. She gently licked it off of him. She licked the last part and kissed him.

Mark smiled and ate his whip cream she gave him. "I'm not wearing your thong cause you're wearing my underwear"

Olivia laughed and moved on top of him "Well alright"

"Pink doesn't look good against my butt" He put the can down on his nightstand. "Dude it's five"

"Did you just call me dude?" Olivia raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"It's a habit" he shrugged. "You called me bitch earlier"

"I think my gangster side is taking over." She shrugged a little with a smile. "You are a bitch"

Mark pulled her up to him "I'm not a bitch"

Olivia just laughed since he didn't care what she called him cause he knew they were joking around "You're my little bitch Mark"

"You're my bitch," He teased with a grin. "You're my hoe also" He closed his eyes knowing she was going to hit him.

"What was that?" She gripped his hair. "I didn't hear you correctly"

"Calm down woman, I'll pay you later" he chuckled and flipped so he was on top. "Let go"

Olivia pulled his hair more teasingly. "Apoligize you bitch"

"Hey, hey be nice." He moved his hand down to her middle. He tickled her a little which made her jump all over the place "Who's your daddy?"

Olivia laughed and pushed him off. "Not you"

"Aww c'mon" He moved on her again. "I'll be your sweet sugar daddy"

"You can be my bitch of you want" She smiled at him "No wait. Sorry. You already are my bitch"

"No I'm not. I'm bitch whipped. Big difference"

Olivia kicked him "I'm pretty sure if we asked anyone they will say you're the queer in this relationship."

He smirked "Wow. Prom night flashback"

Olivia laughed and rolled her eyes. "Seriously when did you lose your virginity?"

"Hey, you don't ask a bitch that. Sorry Olivia I wont ask you that"

"I'm serious, when?"

"I don't want to say" he blushed lightly. "You lost it before me though"

"You don't know when I lost my virginity."

"When?"

"Nineteen. College. You?"

He blushed again "Twenty one. My birthday"

"Aww that's not bad. Vagina and alcohol the same day."

Mark laughed and got off of her "Get out of here you crazy girl."

"Aww" Olivia moved on top of him and gently kissed him "I respect that you waited until that age"

"Olivia" He shook his head "I didn't wait. I would have gladly lost it at sixteen but I wasn't very popular in high school. People thought I was a geek. I was an outsider cause I was adopted"

She gave him a kiss "I don't think you're a geek"

"Yes you do." He nodded and rolled his eyes. "At least you don't shove me in lockers."

Olivia couldn't help but laugh cause he said it in a cute way. "I would have been your friend if we knew each other."

"Yea right" he shook his head and gave her a kiss "I bet you were the popular girl that dated the jocks who made it a habit of beating me up."

"No I wasn't, you know that" Olivia moved his messy hair back from his eyes. "I was quiet and kept to myself because of my mom."

"So were two outsiders in love huh?" He smiled at her.

"Hey, two sexy outsiders little man." Olivia corrected with a smirk. "I do think you're geek but you're my geek that I love" She rested her head on his chest. "Plus I like that only a few people know about your blessed penis size"

He chuckled a little "Well after my first sex encounter I got laid a lot cause the girl told her friends about my size"

Olivia just nodded on his chest. They were quiet for a couple of seconds when Olivia started to laugh hysterically for no reason. "I can imagine you in high school, little skinny white kid with his books."

"Shut up. I like to learn it's not my fault"

Olivia traced circles on his chest "You looked like a geek but when those pants fell off, you were all jock. God I wished I knew you back then. Do you have a picture of you back then?"

"No. I think the only picture I got from that time is from my ACS file."

"Yearbook?"

"No. I tried to avoid school as much as possible so I wasn't bullied. Especially picture days cause I didn't want them to mess my good clothes up."

"Aww baby" she looked up at him "You should have pictures. Where is your yearbook?"

"Closet. Olivia I'm not in there."

She got up and went to their closet. She found a box labeled 'Marky's Old junk'. She opened it and looked through it. She finally found his old yearbook and went back to bed.

"Liv c'mon" He rolled his eyes. "I don't want to relive this"

"You're head of the FBI, you've done more then any of those losers." She sat down by him and rested her back on the headboard. She opened the front where people should have signed it but there was only a couple of signatures. Some were from teachers and some were mean things some kids wrote.

Mark sat up next to her and watched as she read what people wrote.

You fucking suck. Olivia shook her head. It was a pleasure to have you in class. She went to the next. So I was going to say I fucked your mom but she died so whatever. She looked at Mark and then back at the book. Just commit suicide you skinny dweeb.

Mark took a deep breath hating she was reading this. "Done?"

Olivia flipped the pages so he didn't have to read all of that over again. She kept flipping the pages. She stopped seeing he put a red heart around one girls picture. She smiled and looked at him "Were you crushing?"

He smirked and nodded "Yea. She helped me pick my books up once when they were knocked down. She was like my hero. She helped me get out of a locker once."

"Aww" Olivia gave him a kiss on the cheek and kept looking through the book. She stopped at one picture. She examined it more. "Is that you in the back?"

He took the book and looked at it. "Yea"

Olivia took it again and looked at the picture. It was a picture of some kids together in the lunchroom. Mark was sitting at another table all alone looking extremely depressed. "You look sad"

"Olivia it was high school. I was sad for four years" He smiled.

Olivia kept looking at the picture. He was scrawny and his hair was combed nicely to the side. He wasn't eating, he was reading.

She grabbed a pen she had on her nightstand and drew a heart around his face. "There we go"

He smiled and rolled his eyes. "Now it looks like I'm love with myself.

Olivia flipped the page "How come you weren't popular with your sense of humor? Girls love funny guys"

"Cause they never talked to me to find out I was funny. The only times I actually talked in school was when I answered questions in class and when I asked them not to rip up my homework. I mean even if I called them bastards they would just jump me after school and beat the crap out me."

Olivia closed the book. "Sorry for making you go through this again."

"Don't worry about it." He gave her a kiss.

"I wish I knew you back then" Olivia shrugged a little.

"I don't" He smirked. "You would have probably ignored me with the rest of the female student body."

"I wouldn't. I thought you were very cute in that picture"

"That's cause that was one of the rare times I didn't have a black eye. I think it was like prom season and the jocks were too busy figuring out how to get a hotel room."

Olivia laughed and gave him a kiss "I love you"

"I love you too" He put her hair behind her ears. "Aw now you know I was weak"

"I don't care. You could be scrawny right now and I would still love you."

"Aww you're one of those deep chicks, I got it, its cool. Your not shallow" He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her on his lap. "You love me?"

Olivia nodded "Very much." She took the book again and opened it to where he was. "You look so familiar."

"Um hello? Right here" He teased.

"No. I mean at that time." She kept looking at picture. She finally looked up at him slowly. "We met before"

"Well yea, I did father your children Einstein"

Olivia rolled her eyes realizing he didn't remember "You went to Chicago for high school and then you moved over here for college right?"

"Yea" he nodded and held her on his lap "What's your point?"

She kept looking at him not believing that was him. "The alley." She whispered in disbelief.

Flashback

Olivia walked down the streets of this new city. Her mother was called to a conference in Chicago and made Olivia come along since she was only 15. One of the rare times her mother took an interest in her well-being.

She looked at her watch. She was already late coming back to the hotel room. Her mother would throw a fit and hit her. She took the alley for the shortcut.

She felt someone behind her. She started to walk faster.

A couple of boys got in front of her. They were maybe a year older then her. "Where you going?" One asked with a smile.

Olivia felt extremely uncomfortable being alone in a desserted alley with three boys that could overpower her easily.

She took a step back. They moved closer to her. One moved to be right next to her. He took her hand and placed it on his crotch. Olivia quickly moved her hand back.

They slowly kept moving to her until she hit the brick wall with her back.

Mark walked down the street playing with his phone his adoptive parents bought him for his birthday, which was today. He finally turned 15. He wanted someone to call him but he had no friends so there wasn't anyone. The only times he heard the ringtone was when he called his own number from his house phone cause he was bored.

He had his books with him since it was Friday and he wanted to get ready for a test. He sat at home all the time and books were the closest he could get to a social life.

He walked past an alley but stopped. He looked over and some girl was trying to get away from three guys. He knew these guys since they picked on him but he didn't know the girl. Normally he stayed out of it cause he didn't want to be in trouble but this was a girl.

He walked down the alley over to the confrontation "Guys c'mon she's just a girl" He got in between this girl and the jocks. This was one of the rare times he stood up to them.

Olivia just looked at this stranger protecting her. She didn't know him but she was grateful.

One jock knocked down all his books. Mark still didn't move. He was scared but more scared of what would happen to the girl if he walked away.

One grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him on the ground "You a hero now you nerd?"

Mark slowly sat up "Just leave her alone"

One boy got on top of him and started to hit him. Mark's lip split open and his nose quickly started to bleed.

Olivia closed her eyes since she never actually seen anyone get beat up. She was extremely scared for herself and this boy that stood up for her. She wanted to help him but she was scared.

The boys went through Mark's pockets and took out all his money. One took his new cellphone and smashed it on the ground.

Mark just groaned trying not to cry as they started to kick him. He closed his eyes and covered his head as they kept kicking him all over his body.

They finally stopped as he started to bleed on the ground. They tore up all his books and threw it in the puddle in the alley.

"Mind your own business next time" One warned and kicked him across the face. All three walked away.

Mark wiped his nose that was broken and slowly started to cry.

Olivia gently moved toward him seeing he was hurt. She kneeled down and touched his shoulder "Are you ok?"

He jumped and pulled his shoulder away. He was so used to being scared of everyone around him that he didn't realize that this stranger might be nice. "Leave me alone" he whispered as he held his stomach where the boys kicked him "Please"

Olivia moved her hand away from him "Thank you" She whispered looking at his watery piercing blue eyes.

He didn't say anything and just laid in the alley with bruises all over his body.

Olivia slowly got all his torn books and his broken phone and put it by him. She said nothing and walked away since she was going to get yelled at for being so late. She looked over her shoulder at the boy and he was still crying. He was her hero and she was never going to see him again.

Mark slowly sat up and wiped his eyes. He looked at the girl walking away from the alley. She was beautiful. Even if he didn't know her name she was probably the closest he would get to a friend.

He took all his torn books and his new broken cellphone. So much for a happy birthday. He wiped his lip and slowly got up. He started to walk home trying to figure out how he was going to tell his parents what happened. He never told them the truth that he was bullied cause he didn't want them to be disappointed.

End Flashback.

Mark just looked at his wife. "Oh my god"

Olivia smiled and nodded "It was you"

He smirked a little "You left me in an alley crying"

Olivia chuckled and hugged him "You were my hero"

He hugged her and rested his head on her shoulder "I always wondered what happened to that girl"

"You married her," Olivia whispered with a smirk "You changed so much" She whispered as she ran her hand down his muscular back.

"Yea. I actually don't get beat up now by anyone except you" He smirked as he gave her a kiss. His cell phone started to ring.

"Honey its five in the morning" Olivia rolled her eyes.

"Sorry" He grabbed his cell phone and answered it "Anderson"

"It' Casey. Don't say anything that might let Olivia know its me"

He raised an eyebrow at the discretion of his best friend "Ok Billy, what's up?"

"Billy? Fine I'll take it. Look can you come and get me?"

"Where?" Mark asked as Olivia slowly started to kiss his neck. "Kind of busy buddy"

"Um…well I got drunk last night and…Dakota's apartment"

Mark tried not to yell at her right then and there. He calmed himself down "Right now?"

"Please"

"I'll be right there" He closed his phone and gave Olivia a kiss "Time to work"

"Mark" She whined. "Don't"

He grabbed her by the waist and picked her off of him "Sorry" He got off the bed and grabbed his jeans "New York needs sexy Mark to the rescue"

Olivia just nodded and put the blanket over her "I'm catching on some sleep cause you wouldn't let me sleep last night"

He buttoned his jeans that were loose and that showed his white boxers a little. He grabbed a hoodie and pulled it on.

Olivia admired his body "I like your loose jeans. Your boxers look cute when they show a little"

"Are you getting a thing for ghetto people? You're acting like a pimp and now you like my pants down to my ass" He grabbed his badge and gun from his drawer.

"Not down to your ass" Olivia rolled her eyes. "Just a little showing. It's cute."

He pulled his leather jacket on and sat down by her "Well Elliot isn't ghetto, maybe Fin is more to your liking."

"Shut up I like preppy Mark. I also like professional Mark with his cute tie. I think I just like my husband, it's crazy" She smiled and grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him down. "Kiss me and get out here"

He put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her closer. He gently kissed her and then broke it. "I'll call you later to make sure you didn't join a gang"

Olivia smiled and fixed his hood. "I just like to mock ghetto Zane. It's actually kind of fun being ghetto. You get to call your loving husband a bitch"

He grinned and gave her a kiss "As much as I love it when you do that I still have to go"

"Bye hero"

"Bye" He placed a kiss on her neck and got up. He winked at her and left the room.

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Mark leaned on the hood of his car as he waited for Casey.

She came out of the building with puffy eyes since she cried. She didn't have a jacket and she kept wiping her eyes with her sleeves. She walked over to Mark and just hugged him.

"Oh Billy" Mark teased as he gave her a kiss on the head "What did you do?"

"We got in a fight last night and I went to a bar. Dakota was there and next thing I know were doing shots. I wake up this morning and I'm lying next to him." She started to sniffle from crying.

Mark took his jacket off and put it over her "Were you naked?"

"Sort of" She answered. "No jeans but had a bra on"

"Hmmm interesting" Mark nodded as he opened his car door for her.

"Why?" Casey asked as she got in the car.

"I always thought Dakota was a boob man" He winked at her and closed the door. He went on his side and got in. "First of all why did you call me?"

"Because you were in this situation before" She shrugged a little.

"Oh so now I'm just known as a cheat? I do have feelings Casey Novak"

"Mark please, I don't know what to do"

He turned the car on "First lets get some breakfast and lots of coffee"

"Sorry I woke you up"

"You didn't. Olivia and I were fooling around" He grinned proudly. "She's so hot"

Casey slapped his arm "I'm not your guy buddy to tell this to"

"Oh Billy" He chuckled and drove off.

They sat across each other at a diner. Mark kept playing with the toothpicks like a little boy and Casey kept a mean look on him being annoyed.

Mark threw a toothpick at her "Lighten up"

Casey grabbed all of his toothpicks and put it to her side. "Mark I think I cheated on my husband and all you can say is lighten up?"

"I meant lighten up over the toothpick thing. Mike and Matt do it all the time and I never understand it until now"

Casey just shook her head at him "God help Olivia with you"

"Shut up. She was satisfied last night. I can't wait to go home and see her. I think I'm like addicted"

"Congrats you Olivia Benson junkie"

He grinned "I like that."

"What do I do about this?"

"First of all don't tell him. If he asks where you were the whole night say you were with me cause you couldn't sleep. He cant yell at me cause I can fire him"

"I don't want lie to him," She groaned as she rested her head on the table.

Mark sneaked his toothpicks back and played with them. "Do you want to fight with him?"

"Of course not."

"Then lie to him"

"You are horrible at this!" Casey yelled at him.

Mark just shrugged "Fine. Don't take my advice. By the way you are very mean, first you take me away from my sexy gangster at home and then you take my toothpicks and now you're yelling at me."

"Shut up"

"Do you want me to talk to Brad? I'm very adorable and charming when I need to be"

Casey just shook her head "I'll tell him"

"Can I be there when you do? I don't want him to go Italian on your ass and call the mafia or something."

Casey just looked up at him "What is wrong with you?"

He shrugged a little "I had a lot of whip cream if you know what I mean"

"Don't tell me this!"

Casey's phone started to ring. She looked at it and saw it was Brad. Mark grabbed her phone and answered it "Hey shrimp"

"Mark?"

"Yes sir"

"Are you with Casey?"

"Yea. She couldn't sleep and neither could I so were having breakfast" Mark answered. Casey just put her head down. Mark just stroked her hair to make her feel better "She's in the bathroom right now I'll tell her you called though"

"Ok. Thanks. Can you tell her I'm sorry for what I did?"

"I sure will. Bye" Mark hung up the phone. "He said he was sorry for what he did. What did he do?"

He heard Casey start to cry. He got up and went on her side of the booth. He took her in a hug and held her. "I'm a horrible person" She whispered through her sobs.

"No you're not." Mark rocked her gently "It happens. I know"

"But you're her everything. She wouldn't get rid of you. Brad is going to hate me"

"You are the mother of his child" Mark kissed her on the head "C'mon he will not hate you"

"Yes he will. The reason we got in the fight is cause I wouldn't give him oral and he said I would do it to Dakota. And I cheated on him with Dakota"

Mark just held her "I'll talk to Brad if you really want to tell him"

"I don't want to but I have to. I don't want our relationship to be all lies."

Mark just nodded "Ok. Lets eat and we'll go"

"Thanks"

He gave her a kiss on the forehead and went to his side.

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Zane kept his bedsheet around his waist as he lit a cigarette. Kathleen was getting dressed. He sneaked out in the middle of the night and came to her place. Even if Olivia and Mark knew what he was doing they didn't say anything as long as he didn't get in trouble.

"Where you going girl?" He took a drag of his smoke as she pulled a sweater on.

"I got class"

"Aw come here. I'll teach you something" He smirked in his flirty way.

"Thanks but I still have to go" She smiled a little at him and came to his bedside and placed a hand on his muscular shoulder. "You still not going to tell me how you got all those scars?"

He shook his head as he took another drag of his smoke. "Nope." He grabbed her by the waist with one arm and pulled her down.

Kathleen giggled a little "I have to go. I'm going to be late for class"

"Aww boo" he got off the bed and put his cigarette out in a wine bottle they drank previously. He grabbed his bed sheet and wrapped it around his waist. "I'm getting some beer." He left the room with only his bed sheet and his dog chain from the army hanging around his neck.

He stopped in the kitchen seeing Maureen eating breakfast and reading the newspaper. He totally forgot Kathleen shared the apartment with her older sister. For some reason Maureen was prettier then the last time he saw her before he got deployed.

Maureen looked up at him. She tried to keep her eyes off his body but it was hard since he had ripped abs. His dog chain made him look even sexier because he was an army man. "Hey"

"Hey" Zane quickly returned the greeting and tried not to look at her chest since her shirt was open a little. "I didn't think anybody was here"

"It's ok." Maureen nodded "I was just about to go to work"

"I was…just getting something from the fridge" He smirked and walked past her. Even if she was older then him he still found her very hot. Hell, he found all the female Stabler's hot.

Maureen got off the chair and put her dish in the sink. "Doesn't Kathleen have class?"

Zane nodded as he looked through their fridge "Yea. I was going to walk here there…when I got dressed" he smirked and took out a beer that he didn't recognize. "What the hell is this?"

"Some Canadian beer Dickie brought over" Maureen shrugged a little.

"Canadian eh?" Zane teased with a grin.

Maureen laughed and nodded. She moved to the fridge to put the milk carton back. Zane was still looking at the beer can. Maureen's hips gently touched his middle. This quickly got Zane's attention. He looked down and Maureen had an extremely cute butt.

He knew he should have moved away to give her room but he couldn't. He loved to test his flirting limit. It was the bad boy in him.

Maureen turned around to get a water bottle from the fridge door and was face to face with Zane. She couldn't move. Not because she didn't have room but because he was extremely hot and his blue eyes were like glue.

"Excuse me" She said quietly as she took the water bottle that was right next to his waist. She was softly pressed to his body and their lips were two inches away.

Zane lightly licked his lips and resisted the urge to touch her. He felt himself get harder on his bed sheet. He was praying to god his erection wasn't touching Maureen. He placed his hand on the fridge by her head. "Sorry" he whispered but didn't move.

They heard the bedroom door open. Both quickly moved away from each other.

Kathleen came out. "Hey."

Zane grinned "I found Canadian beer baby" he quickly thought of the twins and Lilly to get rid of his erection. It worked. He walked past Maureen and went to the bedroom to get dressed.

Kathleen looked weirdly at Maureen. "Everything ok?"

Maureen quickly nodded and cleared her throat from her sudden arousal from her sister's boyfriend. "I have to go to work. Bye" She quickly left the apartment.

Kathleen got some papers as Zane got dressed to walk her to class.

Zane came out in his faded jeans that looked nice on his butt and a dress shirt that was fit against his nicely toned body. "Ready?"

Kathleen nodded and took his arm. He opened the door for her and felt like smacking himself for what just happened. He probably would have gone all the way with Maureen if Kathleen didn't interrupt them, that was the worst guilt he felt about it all.