Chapter two – 30 dollars

A/N: I was so excited to see the response to my first chapter! You all made me smile. Especially abbierena.

abbierena: I know right, 27 year old Olivia hot right? Have you seen the pics I put links to on my bio page, one of them nearly made me drool. No joke LOL. I've never seen a fic with these two so I thought it would be a nice challenge to add to the mix. I'm glad you're hooked, was my aim LOL. For being the first to review hers a virtual hug *hugs* =P

Quinn: I agree they are too cute!

Wiggles: You've got me craving Jelly tots now, mmmmmmm! And I totally agree with you, who would refuse to sleep next to Olivia in a tiny cot? Not me that's for sure. OUCH! Just got hit over the head by the girlfriend as she just saw what I wrote, but she agrees with me, as long as she can join in LOL. What can I say? My girls the best. Oh and like the name by the way.

Kryss: I like them as a pair too.

I'llbearound: Yeah I bet he will be mad LOL. I wonder how he will find out, hmmm?

No name reviewers: Yes the pics are hot! Drool worthy! What do you mean Elliot doesn't deserve what's going to happen? Do you mean his daughter being gay and getting with his partner? If so he may be upset but I don't think deserve has anything to do with it but liked the rest of you review, Elliot's religious views probably will influence his reaction your right. And you have to wait and see how Olivia will deal with her conflicting feelings =)

Okay thanks guys . . . on with the show =)

XoxoxoxoxoxoxoX

Two incredibly busy work filled days later Olivia found herself resting against the edge of her partners mahogany desk with her back to the squad rooms door. They had just closed a high profile case where a high society member's child was involved in child pornography and were waiting for the dreaded call of announcing another victim. Whilst the peace lasted though, Olivia was enjoying a carefree conversation with her best friend and partner Elliot. Today's topic of choice . . . wonder woman. "Definitely beats superman," Olivia argued.

For the past two days all Olivia could think about was the blonde woman from the park, the way her hair almost glowed when the sun hit it just right, the way the blue of her eyes seemed oddly familiar yet different than any she'd seen before, almost hypnotising. The way she leaned close when they were flirting by the lake and how the gentle afternoon breeze carried the most delicious sent of vanilla and something uniquely her from the enticing blonde. The way her breath caught in her throat when the blonde smile. How her infectious giggle led Olivia Benson to giggle. Yeah, Olivia Bad-ass Benson actually giggled.

"Dad, Gosh why did you ask me to meet you here? You know I hate this place, that's why I haven't come by to visit you here since I was like 13," a familiar voice ceased the detectives' conversation. Olivia froze. She'd know that voice anywhere. She'd been dreaming of it since they met two days ago. Wait . . . she just said Dad? Her father works here? . . . Oh my GOD!

Olivia's blood seemed to freeze and heat up at the same time; she could hear her heartbeat in her ears. Realisation had taken over; the young woman she had shamelessly flirted with in the park and since then found herself fantasising about was Elliot's daughter. Her partner's daughter. Her best friend's daughter. Fuck!

"Kathleen, munchkin, I'd like you to meet my partner Detective Olivia Benson. I don't know how you've managed to go this long without meeting. I mean . . . how long have we been partners now Liv? 5 years?" Elliot spoke, oblivious to his partners growing discomfort. He really needs to update the family photo on his desk, idiot.

"Hey, my names Kathleen it's nice to finally meet . . ." Kathleen trailed off as Olivia turned around.

" . . . you," she finished on a whisper.

Olivia quickly found her voice not wanting to disclose to Elliot that they had already met and the circumstances under which they did. "It's uh . . . nice too meet you too . . . errr . . . Kathleen. Olivia held out her hand.

Kathleen, as if on autopilot reached out to take the hand the brunette was offering her and shook it. The sparks both women felt fortunately seemed to go unnoticed by the male detective who went on to explain how he'd been trying to get Kathleen to come by for a while to meet Olivia.

"Okay dad, I don't think Olivia needs to know about how I avoid this place," Olivia was surprised to find she loved the way her named sounded falling from the lips of the beauty in front of her. Okay bad Olivia! Stop! Naughty thoughts! This is Elliot's daughter, do not go there .But it was as if her brain was not currently connected to her mouth as she quickly responded without her brains permission, "It's okay, I like learning things about you," and gave a flirtatious smile. Oh I am so going to hell!

Even though Elliot was well known in throughout the department as one of the best detectives in the whole of New York he didn't catch on to the silent conversation his daughter and partner were having with their eyes.

"Stabler, My office, NOW!" came the booming voice of the usually stoic Captain of 1-6.

"What did I do this time?" Elliot grumbled.

"Do me a favour Liv, take Kathleen up to my locker and give her 30 dollars out of my wallet?" he plead, having a feeling that he was being summoned because of the black eye their most recent perp happened to acquire out on the field.

"Sure El, no problem," Olivia replied fighting the urge to touch the blonde, having to forcefully remind herself that this was Elliot's kid and she was off limits.

"Thanks partner. 30 dollars Kathleen, no more! I'll see you when you decide to grace your family with your presence next. I miss you when you stay at the dorms kiddo."

"Dad, don't call me kiddo, I'm 18!" Kathleen declared. Oh thank god, she's of legal age. Olivia breathed a sigh of relief, worried that Kathleen was way too young since it was revealed she was Elliot's child. What am I thinking of course she's too young. God Olivia control yourself woman. She's Elliot's 'kiddo', his . . . 'munchkin'. She gulped, she was in trouble.

Elliot ruffled her lightly curled her before hurrying of to take what was sure to be an ear bashing from his boss.

As soon as Elliot was out of sight Olivia grabbed Kathleen's slightly smaller hand and all but dragged up through the busy squad room and up the stairs to the cribs and lockers.

After checking they were alone Olivia hastily locked the door and began to franticly pace.

"Olivia, calm down. What's wrong?" Kathleen asked, finding the brunettes flustered state oddly charming, adding to already high appeal.

"What's wrong? Seriously . . .? Are you kidding me Kathleen . . . ?" Olivia flapped.

Without waiting for a response she continued, "Your Elliot's daughter! His pride and joy. And I flirted with you! Don't you see what's wrong with that picture? It's highly inappropriate," without giving Kathleen a chance to jump in she pressed on.

"He's my partner. He's my best friend. Oh my God! He's going to hate me" she cried, increasing the frantic pace of her incessant pacing, her voice breaking.

Finally finding a chance to get her word in Kathleen tried to ease the detectives worrying. She stepped forward hesitantly, not wanting to alarm the on edge women. She had grown up with a cop father long enough to know that startling a frantic cop isn't smart, especially one as volatile as Elliot. Not that he'd ever hurt his children.

She calmly placed her hands on the slightly taller woman's shoulders causing the other woman to cease her movements with a sharp intake of breath the moment hands touched skin; she waited for Olivia looked at her before she spoke.

"You haven't done anything wrong Olivia. So we flirted? Who cares?" Olivia felt herself grow disappointed and felt a little hurt at the way the flippant way the blonde dismissed their previous flirtations. The hurt must have been written on her face because Kathleen seemed to catch on to how her words sounded and immediately tried to rephrase her thoughts.

"Oh . . . Olivia I didn't mean it like that. I just meant . . . God I really need to think before I let my mouth run off I mean jeez Kathleen. Motor mouth much?" Kathleen chided herself, garnering giggles from the now smirking brunette. Olivia found her ramblings rather endearing.

"Hey don't laugh it's not funny. Look what I meant was . . . why should it matter that we flirted? We are both adults who . . . well . . . I don't know about you but I find myself strongly attracted to you" the blonde smiled bashfully.

Olivia felt something inside her shift, not a physical something, more of a butterflies in the stomach feeling. She couldn't help but be in awe of the intriguing creature in front of her. She wanted to go there, really she did. She wanted Kathleen more than she's ever wanted anything but Elliot kept popping up in her musings. His disappointed, hurt features boring into her sole, and then casting her aside like she was nothing. And she couldn't risk that. Elliot was her best friend, other than Casey. He was practically like her family and that was something she wasn't ready to give up, which would undoubtedly happen if she where to pursue a relationship with his baby girl.

She must have been silent for some time, just staring at Kathleen because the young woman's soft voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"I'm sorry what?" Olivia questioned.

"I said say something Olivia."

"Sorry . . . I was just . . . thinking," she whispered. "Your right Kathleen, we are both adults. And yeah I have found myself drawn to you, feeling . . . something." She saw hope rise in Kathleen's eyes and instantly felt rotten for giving her false hope.

"But . . ." Olivia began.

"No . . . please no buts, you were doing good before the but," Kathleen interrupted, her face fell and her hoped dwindled. Olivia sensed this changed and scolded herself internally, hating that she was the cause of the blonde's sadness.

"But . . ." Olivia continued, "I have a choice of whether to act on them, and I'm so sorry Kathleen, believe me! But I've decided I can't act on them. Your father is really important to me, he's not just my colleague or my partner . . . he's . . ."

"Oh no don't tell me your having an affair with him?" Kathleen felt sick to her stomach.

Olivia laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion.

"No Kathleen, let me assure you that's not even remotely true. I'm gay. What I was saying is that he means more to me than being just my partner, he's also my best friend, and I know that if anything were to happen between us, I'd lose that and I just . . . I just . . . I just can't. I'm so sorry" a single tear fell from her hazels eyes. Kathleen wanted to be angry with her, but how could she be after hearing that?

"I understand Olivia," Kathleen smiled sweetly, holding back tears. Both wondering how it was possible to feel so much for someone after so little time. Wondering how it could hurt this much.

"Thank you," Olivia hesitantly stepped forward and held the petite blonde close. She breathed in the heady scent of vanilla and what she now knew was Kathleen's unique scent and sighed sadly.

"Let me get you that 30 dollars."

A/N: So um . . . yeah there's chapter two for you =) I really hope you like it. I'd be grateful if you would leave me a review telling me what you thought and how you think I can improve. I would really appreciate constructive criticism. Don't be afraid to tell me if you don't like something or if something's not entirely working for me. Anyhow I'm currently at a McDonalds with my laptop using their wifi to upload this for all you lovely people out there, especially a special reviewer who said she couldn't wait for me to update my next chapter. Much love x