So so so sorry it has taken me this long to update. College was crazy, and finals made it even worse. Not to mention other personal problems, but now that it's summer, I'll hopefully be able to get more writing done. Now, on to the story! :)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAW & ORDER: SVU; DICK WOLF DOES :/ BOOO

Olivia opened the door, her gun drawn and aimed. She wasn't afraid to shoot if that ment Avery would stay safe.

"Olivia?"

Olivia lowered her gun slowly, recognizing the voice of the man that stood behind her door. "Porter?" Olivia put the safety on her gun, before tucking it into the waistband of her pants. "Dean, what are you doing here?"

"I heard about Harris. Cragen called me, Liv, why won't you get a protection detail?" he asked, stepping closer to her, trying to creep his way into her apartment.

"Cragen called you?" She watched as he nodded, before she rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I told him no."

Porter smiled and shook his head. "Stubborn as always, but I hear it's not just about you now. What does your daughter have to say about this?"

Olivia looked at Porter, confused. She looked at the two officers that stood behind Porter and sighed. "Who told you about her?"

"Cragen did."

Olivia let out another sigh. She knew she would have to let the protective detail stay, especially because her life wasn't the only one in danger. She was a mom now, which ment she had to think of Avery before herself. "Come in," she said, moving aside to allow him entry.

Porter quickly turned to the two officers behind him and nodded. "You two stay out here, keep watch. I'll be back in a minute." The two nodded their heads and watched Porter walk into the apartment, before turning to keep a look out.

"I can't believe Cragen called you," Olivia said, as she closed the door. She motioned to the couch, letting Porter take a seat before he spoke.

"He figured you would want to have a detail you already knew."

"Mom? Is everything okay?"

The two turned to see Avery standing near her bedroom door, a wooden stick in her hand, ready to attack if needed. Olivia let out a small chuckle when she saw her daughter's weapon of choice. "Yeah, we're okay." Olivia turned to Porter, before she turned back to Avery. "Avery, this is Agent Dean Porter. Porter, this is my daughter, Avery."

Porter quickly stood up from the couch, stepped up behind Olivia, and reached his hand across. He waited for Avery to shake his hand, before he smiled and nodded his head slighty. "Nice to meet you Avery."

Avery looked up at Porter, before looking at her mom from the corner of her eye. Something about the way Olivia was standing made it obvious that there was some tension between her and Porter. "Likewise," she mumbled, shaking his hand quickly, before stepping next to her mother.

She looked back and forth between the two. Olivia looked at her bedroom door, her eyebrows furrowed and her lips pressed tight together, something she only did when she wanted to say something but wasn't sure how it would come across. Porter, on the other hand, stared at the floor, finding the spot inbetween his shoes more interesting than the awkward silence that filled the apartment.

The silence was killing her; she hated the quiet. Finally, Avery let out an over-exaggerated sigh, watching as Olivia's head snapped up and her eyes met her own. "You okay?" she asked, placing her hand on Avery's shoulder.

Avery nodded, before rubbing her eyes. "Yeah, I just think I'm going to call it a night."

Olivia looked at her watch, before she raised an eyebrow. "Avery, it's only 5:30. I know you're not ti-"

"It's just, tonight has been very, exhausting," she said, her eyes looking at Olivia and Porter, before she took a deep breath. "I'll see you later."

"Good-night Avery," Olivia said, as she watched Avery go into her bedroom and close the door. She took a deep breath before turning to Porter. "Well, I-"

"Olivia, what happened between us, it's, um, I'm -"

"Porter, let's not go there," she said, raising her hand, hoping to dismiss the issue. She knew when she saw Porter on her doorstep it was going to be mentioned, but she wanted to avoid what had happened to them in the past as much as possible. "I just, I think it's time you go."

Porter nodded. He knew when he wasn't welcomed. He quickly made his way to the door, opened it, and stepped out. "I'll be right across the hall. Patrol is watching your building. Harris is not getting anywhere near here."

Olivia let out a sigh, giving him a small nod, before she watched him enter the apartment across the hall. She quickly closed the door, locked it and shook her head. Porter was back in her life, things with Elliot were changing, and it seemed like her life was becoming more complicated.

She quickly turned to head to her bedroom, but stopped when she passed Avery's bedroom door. She knew the teenager wasn't falling asleep anytime soon, and she wanted to know why she had lied about being tired to leave. Olivia knocked on the door, waiting for Avery to give her an answer, before she opened the door allowing her to peak her head in.

"Hey," she said, smiling when she saw Avery sitting on her bed, messing with her laptop. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah," Avery answered with a nod, not bothering to look up from her computer. "Come on, please be online," she said to herself, watching her computer screen intently. She smiled when she felt the bed dip, as Olivia sat on the edge, watching her daughter type something.

"What are you doing?" Olivia asked, watching as Avery's face changed from a smile to a pout.

Avery shrugged, pressed enter, and closed the laptop before placing it on her nightstand. "Ian," she answered simply, as she laid down on the bed. "Something happened today, and I wanted to explain it before it was blown out of proportion."

Olivia smiled. "Let me guess, Elliot?"

Avery let out a small chuckle and smiled. "Elliot," she responded with a nod.

Olivia crawled up the bed and laid down next to her daughter, smiling when the teenager moved her head to rest on the detective's shoulder. "What exactly did he do?" she asked, as her hand ran itself through her daughter's hair.

"Um, ask him to explain why the two of you have to give a presentation on rape presentation."

"What did you do?"

Avery let out another small chuckle. "Nothing, nothing. So, you going to tell me about you and Agent Porter?"

Olivia froze. "Um, well, let's just say Dean and I have a bad past... He was my agent when I went undercover in Oregon, but when he came back for another case, we kinda...well, let's just say there's a reason why we don't like the Feds."

Avery nodded, understanding what Olivia was getting at. "What did Elliot have to say about him?"

Olivia looked down at Avery and laughed. "Oh, he had a few choice words to say about Porter, some that I can't repeat."

They both let out a laugh, knowing how overprotective Ellliot was of his partner. "Tell you what, I'll order the Chinese, you pick the movie. We'll meet up in Tee minus 5 minutes?"

Avery looked up at her mother and smiled. "Deal!" she said, getting off her bed and walking out of the room into the living room.

Olivia watched her daughter go and smiled. Her life had changed so much since she had adopted Avery, and she would do anything to keep her safe.

Tuesday October 21st

Tuesday morning was different than most. Olivia woke up, earlier than she would any other day, sweating, her heart racing. She had hardly been able to sleep that night, no thanks to her nightmares of Harris harming her and Avery. Everytime she would close her eyes, she would see him, a knife to her throat, a gun to Avery's head, and everytime she would jolt up with a small scream. Lucky for her, Avery had fallen asleep after taking her pain medication, which ment Olivia's screams didn't wake her at all.

After a quick shower, Olivia got dressed and made her way to Avery's bedroom. She knocked on the teenager's door, before opening it, giving herself a small chuckle when she saw her daughter passed out on the bed, too tired to even get under the covers. "Avery," Olivia whispered, walking over to the bed and giving the teenager a small shake. "Avery, it's time to get up."

Avery's eyes slowly opened. "I'm up, I'm up," she mumbled, before turning over placing the pillow over her head.

"Come on Avery. Get up."

Avery let out a sigh, before letting out a groan. She sat up, rubbed the last bit of sleep out of her eyes, and raised an eyebrow. "Since when are you my wake up call?" she asked with a smirk, reaching over to turn off her alarm on her phone before it went off.

Olivia rolled her eyes, as she stood from the bed. "Since I decided to drive you to school today. Now come on, get up. Take a shower, and becareful with your shoulder, doctors still want you to becareful with your wound."

Avery nodded, before taking off the jacket she had fallen asleep in, and headed to the bathroom.

Thirty minutes later the two were headed out of the apartment door, down the hall to the elevator, and out of the building. "So, does he really think he's not being obvious?" Avery asked, pulling a pair of sunglasses down over her eyes.

Olivia looked over her shoulder, spotting Porter, and rolled her eyes, before she pulled out her ringing cell phone. "Benson," she said into the device, as she got into the car along with Avery. "Yeah, I'll be there as soon as I'm done." She started the car, and began to drive toward Avery's school. "Driving Avery to school," she said, as she stole a glance at her daughter. "Yes Elliot, I'll see you when I get to the precint. Okay, bye."

She quickly hung up the phone, put her phone in the empty cup holder and put on her own pair of sunglasses, before Avery spoke. "Detective Single calling to check up on you already?"

Olivia smiled, rolled her eyes, and nodded. "You know it."

Avery smiled. She knew how much Elliot loved Olivia, and the fact that he was making it this obvious made her wonder why the two of them weren't already married. "You bet I do," she whispered, grabbing her cell phone and sending another text to Ian, making sure they were okay after everything that had happened with Elliot.

Olivia walked into the precinct, frustrated and angry. Porter had followed them to Avery's school, and it didn't seem like he was making any effort to stay hidden. In all honesty, he was crappy at being secretive and stealthy.

She made her way into Cragen's office, barging in without knocking, too pissed off to care what he had to say. He was the one who had ordered the protective detail on her and Avery, so he was the one she was pissed at.

"Olivia?" he asked, noticing his detective enter his office. He watched as she slammed his door, before he let out a sigh. "You know about Porter." It was more of a statement rather than a question.

Olivia nodded, her nostrils flaring. She pressed her lips together tightly, hoping it would keep her from saying something she would regret. After a few deep breaths, she finally spoke. "Why Porter?"

Cragen sat at his desk and opened a file. "You two have history-"

"Exactly Captain, we have history. History I'd rather not relive." She looked up at Cragen and sighed, calming down just a bit. "How long is he going to be around?"

"For as long as it takes. Now, you think you can be professional about this?"

"What if I say no?"

"Well then, you're just going to have to suck it up." Olivia looked at Cragen, her eyebrows still furrowed, her nostrils still flared. "Now, get to work. The faster we find Harris and get him back behind bars, the faster you get rid of Porter."

Olivia sighed, turned on her heel, opened the door, and walked out of the office. She walked over to the whiteboard containing the pictures of their victims and the details, crossed her arms, and began to look over each little piece of information. She needed to solve this case, and she needed to do it as quickly as possible.

Soooo...

I know this one kinda sounds ... crappy for lack of a better word.

I was kinda in a rush...but please I hope you guys continue to read this story, and hopefully updates are faster :)

Please Review! :) It'll make this summer suck a little less :)