A/N: This chapter is for OE-shipper-2006. Please read and review. Reviews keep me writing.

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Elliot walked back in to the squad room after watching Olivia practically run in to the elevator and the doors close. He sat at his desk with his head in his hands, thinking of a way to get Olivia to open to him.

Olivia went home and began packing for the undercover case that Dean Porter had signed her up for. She hadn't had the chance to tell Elliot that she was going undercover again and she only had twenty-six hours left until she was due to leave.

After packing, Olivia ended up falling asleep on the top of her bed from pure exhaustion since she hadn't had much sleep lately. She was woken by her cell phone's shrill ringing. Olivia reached over to her bedside table and grabbed her cell phone, not bothering to look at the caller I.D.

"Benson." She answered. Her voice still filled with sleep.

"Olivia, where the hell are you?" Elliot questioned in anger over the phone.

Olivia looked at the alarm clock beside her bed. 8:46am was clearly displayed in red, digital numbers. "Shit!" Olivia cursed as she sat up. "I'll be there as soon as I can." She said and hung up before getting up to have a quick shower.

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Olivia walked in to squad room at 9:34, dressed in light blue jeans, a pink and white long sleeved shirt and a pair of black boots.

Elliot looked up and sighed at his partner's run down appearance.

"Benson. My office." Cragen called from his office doorway.

Olivia tucked some stray hair behind her ear and nodded before making her way to Captain Cragen's office.

"Take a seat, Olivia." He said as he closed the office door behind the female detective.

Olivia took a seat in front of the captain's desk, wondering what he wanted to talk to her about.

Captain Cragen sat down at his desk and clasped his hands together.

"What's going on, Capt.?" She asked before hearing the office door open behind her.

Olivia turned around to see Dr George Huang and Dean Porter walk in.

"What the hell is going on?" She asked again, getting frustrated.

"Olivia, we've heard about your sudden and recent change in your behaviour since the incident. You disagreed about counselling after it but now I am ordering it." Cragen explained.

Olivia was fuming with anger. "Elliot told you, didn't he?! I don't need counselling. I'm fine."

"Olivia, you need to have a psychological evaluation before you can go undercover again." Dean Porter spoke up.

"I need some time to absorb all this." Olivia replied as she ran a shaky, olive toned hand through her soft brown hair before standing up.

"Olivia, where are you going?" Captain Cragen asked one of his best detectives.

"Somewhere to be alone for a while." She replied before storming out.

She stormed past her and Elliot's desks, only for Elliot to grab her by the waist to stop her from leaving.

"Let go of me!" She screamed as she dislodged herself from Elliot's strong grip.

"Olivia, get back here!" Elliot yelled to her but she didn't even acknowledge his voice.

Cragen put a hand on Elliot's shoulder. "Let her go. She just needs some time alone. You can always check up on her tonight, if no-one has heard from her."

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As Olivia rushed out of the precinct, she bumped in to Casey.

"Ah, Liv. I was just about to go see you. I'm ready to talk now."

Olivia put her hands on her hips. "Oh now, you're to talk." She spoke harshly.

Casey sighed. "Please, 'Livia." She pleaded with her best friend.

Olivia moved her hands form her hips and slowly nodded. "Well, I was just on my way home, so let's go to my apartment."

As they walked to Olivia's car, Casey looked at her watch. It was only 9:58.

"Liv, why are you going home so soon? It's only like ten."

"If you want to talk, Casey. I suggest that you don't ask me about that." Olivia stated seriously to the red haired ADA.

Casey nodded and hopped in to the passenger seat of Olivia's car. "I'll just ask Elliot later." She thought to herself as she watched Olivia start up the car and start to drive away.

"I don't need fucking counselling." Olivia muttered to herself, all of a sudden.

"What was that, Liv?" Casey asked, even though she had heard every word.

Olivia stopped at a red light and looked over at Casey. "Huh? Oh nothing. I didn't say anything." She replied and turned the radio up louder before looking back up at the road in front, just in time to see the light change back to green so she put her foot on the accelerator and drove off.

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Ten minutes later, the pair were in the living room of Olivia's apartment. Olivia was sitting on the couch with a glass of red wine in hand as Casey just sat on the other end of the couch with a bottle of water. No words had been spoken since Olivia muttered to herself in the car and Casey questioned her about it.

"Well come on, Casey, speak or leave." Olivia said after taking a big sip of wine.

Casey nodded. "Please don't hate me because I have feelings for you."

Olivia sat up properly and put her glass on the coffee table. "Casey, look at me." Olivia spoke softly, trying to keep her anger from what happened earlier inside.

Casey looked in to Olivia's chocolate brown eyes and waited for her to say what she had to say.

"I don't hate you, Case. So...ah... are you a lesbian or bi-sexual?"

"I'm a bi-sexual. Not many people know." Casey answered truthfully.

"How long have you known?"

"Since I was sixteen."

Olivia noded and grabbed her glass off the table, taking a sip. "Just remember, Case. We're still best friends, nothing changes."

"So you don't care?"

Olivia slowly shook her head. "No of course, I don't. Why would I? There's absolutely nothing wrong with it."

Casey reached over and gave Olivia a hug, which Olivia returned.

"Want to go out for drinks tonight to let off some steam?" Casey asked once they had pulled away.

Olivia nodded and smiled. "Sure. Why not."

"I've got to get back to work. I'll catch a cab." Casey said before getting up.

Olivia walked her to the door and opened it for her. "See you tonight. Around seven?"

Casey nodded. "Yeah. Bye." She said with a wave as she walked off.

Olivia shut the door again, locking it before sitting back on the couch, where she refilled her wine glass and decided to read a book which she hadn't had time to read in a while.