DISCLAIMER: I sadly do not own Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, or it's characters, or anything else affiliated with the franchise. All that belongs to Dick Wolf. The only thing I own, is my own ideas for this story, therefore the only thing I get out of this, would be the pride and joy of people reading

this.

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A/N: 'Ello! Sorry for the wait on this one, since we've moved we've had some family drama and my mom now has pneumonia, so my free time has been essential nonexistent lately. Hopefully things will calm down now. Let me know what you think, or if you've got any kind of suggestions, you know how to let me know. :) Anyhow, hope you enjoy this chapter!

CHAPTER THREE: OLD FACES REAPPEAR

Fin woke up to Noah poking his back, then in a harsh whisper, "Noah! Leave Uncle Fin alone! Let him sleep some more while momma finishes up breakfast."

"Sowwy mama." came Noah's small voice.

"You better sorry little boy, or the tickle monster is gonna get ya." Fin turned over and picked him up. Noah squealed with laughter as Fin started tickling his tummy. Olivia watched from her kitchen, and couldn't help but smile brightly as her son and her older brother so to say laughed together. After a few more minutes of laughter, Fin and Noah got up, and went into the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can make you for breakfast Fin?" Olivia asked.

"You're cooking?" he raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "I'm kiddin, but no thank you, I'll take a cup of coffee though if you've got it."

She nodded, "Sure, let me finish Noah's eggs, then I'll get a pot going for you and I. If you want to take a shower, the second door on the right is a bathroom with extra towels, toothbrushes, wash clothes and whatever else you need."

"Maybe if we leave a little early I can catch a shower in the locker room.." he proposed.

"We? You know I've got to drop off Noah at daycare before I head to the precinct right?"

"Well yeah, of course. It'll be alright, you'll just have to give me directions, or you could drive us if you wanted to. I don't mind leaving earlier." he commented like it really wasn't that big of deal.

"If you don't care, I guess it wouldn't hurt any." she consented.

"What do I have to do anyway Liv? And it'll only be like fifteen minutes earlier than usual."

She nodded, "Can you put Noah up in his high chair for me while I put his eggs on his plate."

"Sure. C'mere little man! Uncle Fin is gonna get ya!" he chased after him slightly, but quickly caught up to him and scooped him up. "You're getting pretty fast there Noah. Pretty soon you'll be outrunning everybody huh?"

Noah smiled and replied an enthusiastic "Yeah!" and pumped his hand up in the air.

Both adults chuckled, as Olivia put his Batman plate in front of him with his eggs, and gave him his Batman plastic fork to eat them with, along with a fruit cup.

"Somebody is quite the Batman fan I see." Fin chuckled.

"Oh yeah, he wants Batman this, Batman that. His birthday is even going to be Batman themed." she whispered the last part so Noah wouldn't hear her.

"That sounds like fun! I'll know what to get him for it then, so I better be invited." Fin smiled as she helped Noah feed himself, "He seems to be progressing really well Liv."

"He is. It seems after he became a Benson, he's taken off in everything. He's only a little bit behind in his speech, but his doctor said that as long as he has a little bit of speech therapy now that he's in daycare, he'll be right up where he needs to be once it's time for either pre- school, or kindergarten, he'll be right on track. I think it's helping that I'm working with him on nights I get home at a decent time, and Lucy has been working with him when he's off from daycare." she grinned and continued to hold out her arm to assist Noah in feeding himself so he'd get the idea.

"He's doing so well because he has a great momma. You realize that right?"

"I don't see him often enough for me to be the sole reason Fin. You and I both know that. It'll be easier once I find my two, that way I can leave a little bit earlier unless I'm needed you know?" she finished up feeding Noah, took him out of his high chair, and kept him on her hip as she put his fork and plate in the dishwasher. Fin nodded his understanding.

"Can you hold him for me while I go to make sure all of the stuff he needs is in his small bag, and then we'll be ready to go if you are Uncle Fin." she smiled, and handed him to Fin when he nodded in the affirmative to holding him for a few moments. "Momma will be right back sweetie." she kissed his head, then headed to his bedroom.

"You got one awesome momma there Noah, I hope you know how lucky you are. She'll always deflect the praise, but really, she's the reason you're doin so well." Fin bounced the young boy on his hip.

About fifteen minutes later, she was getting Noah out of his car seat to carry him into his day care. "I love you momma's big boy. Yeah I do, you mean the world to me. I'll see you later Noah." she smiled with a few tears in her eyes. Dropping him off at day care will never be easy with the job she has, but it's getting slightly better than that first time.

"Hi Ms. Benson, how are you and Noah doing this morning?" one of the daycare workers, Lila, came over to get Noah.

"Oh, we're doing pretty well. Sorry for being kind of early, I've got some stuff that's important than gets done at work today. Noah had some eggs and a small fruit cup for breakfast." she smiled.

"It's no problem at all being a little early, and good to hear that he likes fruit." Lila smiled, "You'd be surprised the amount of children we get every day that absolutely hate every fruit and vegetable."

"I can only imagine, thankfully there's not much Noah doesn't like. Well, I need to get going, Lucy will be here to pick him up when he's done for the day. Have a good day Noah, momma loves you!" she blew him a kiss, in which he smiled, and replied, "Wuv yu too mama!" then blew a kiss back.

When she got back to Fin's car, she got in, and they drove to the precinct. "I'll see ya in bout twenty minutes Lieutenant." Fin smirked, and went off to the locker rooms to take his shower.

Olivia, rubbed her hands down her pants, suddenly she was nervous about the calls she needed to make. She went into her office, and looked up the numbers for both precincts that she'd be needing to call in about ten minutes. The lieutenant had decided last night that she'd wait for 8:00 before contacting the other captains, just as a courtesy. Her cell phone buzzed and she nearly jumped out of her seat. She looked at it, and nearly fainted at who it was from: El. Even during the four years he'd been out of her life, she always kept his number in her phone. Why? She didn't know. Maybe just for the familiarity of seeing his shortened name that had brought her so much joy, and anguish at times, during their twelve year partnership.

She unlocked her phone, closed her eyes, took a couple deep breaths, then reopened her eyes, and clicked on 'messages'. Another deep breath, she then clicked on the one name she thought that she'd never get anything from again: Olivia Benson?

O: Who's asking?

E: Elliot Stabler.

O: Then yes, this is she.

E: Can we talk…?

O: I don't know can we?

E: I hope so. Look up.

Olivia looked up, and dropped her phone, not caring that it clattered to the ground. There in her office doorway was the one and only Elliot Stabler.

"You son of a bitch!" she shot up out of her chair, pushing her chair back, briskly walked over to him, pulled him into her office, looked to see if she saw anyone, not seeing any of her squad she slammed her door shut, closed the blinds that were on her door and the one that allowed people to see into her office from the bullpen. When she was finished, she turned around and he was just staring at her from where she had pulled him in.

"How'd you know I'd be here?" she asked icily.

He just stood there looking at her, drinking in the way she was a little bit heavier from the last time he saw her, but was every bit as -if not more so- beautiful. She walked around the chair that stood between them, and when she was close enough she smacked him across the face, "Answer me damn you! You don't get to just show up after four years and just stare at me like you want to devour me!" she shouted as she grabbed his left hand, held it up, and started to say, "See you are -" she stopped mid sentence when she didn't see his usual gold wedding band. "…No longer married." she whispered. She looked up to his face, and he just looked into her eyes.

"You done assaulting me know Lieutenant Benson?" he asked quietly.

"No." she choked out.

"Then let me have it. Smack me, hit me, kick me, whatever, just let me have it!" he growled.

She hit him in the chest, with her right hand, but not very hard, "Why'd you leave?" another hit to his chest, but with her left, "Why'd you leave me?" another, "I fucking fell apart when you left!" another, "Why?" another hit, "God damn it, why won't you answer anything I ask you?!" a final punch, then she just wrapped her arms around him with tears falling freely down her face. He stood there for a moment, then wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"No matter what my answers are to all of those questions, it won't make you feel better. Right now, just let the tears out Liv. Let 'em out." he himself had tears running down his face, but like her he didn't want to let go. He was scared if he let go, she wouldn't be there anymore. She felt the same way he did, their non-verbal communication was just as strong as it was the moment he left. They stood there for about five minutes, until there was a knock at her door, which made them jump apart, and if Elliot hadn't been so close, Olivia would've fallen over one of the chairs.

Instead, he grabbed her around the waist and instinctively held her close to him. He could feel her heart beat, which was going faster than he had ever felt anyone's, but he made a mental note to find a way to get her this close again. She fit into every crook of his body, and he fit into every one of hers.

"Wh- who is it?" she called out.

"Rollins. I was just making sure you were here, I didn't see your SUV, but -can I just come in?" Amanda said through the door.

Elliot looked at her as she ran her hand through her hair. "Umm yeah, give me a few seconds." she motioned Elliot to go underneath her desk. He rose an eyebrow, but smiled and nodded. As soon as he was underneath it, Olivia took a deep breath, wiped her eyes, though it probably didn't do anything to fix her make-up that surely made her look like a raccoon. She chuckled at the thought, but called through the door for Amanda to come on in as she turned around and walked back behind her desk. She eyed Elliot before Amanda opened the door. He grinned at her, and she rolled her eyes, but chuckled herself.

She picked up her phone from the place it had fallen off her desk, that now had a small crack on the screen, but wasn't anything that she couldn't handle. She was just sitting back up when Amanda finally opened the door.

"Hey Liv, just wanted to check in on ya after how you took off last night.. So how are you? You look like you've been crying.." the blonde asked genuinely concerned about her boss, who was more like a best friend now after everything that had gone on between them since they had become co-workers four years ago.

"I'm doing okay.. I'll be out shortly to apologize to everybody about last night.. Last night I had learned some pretty big news that I hadn't known before, and it threw me in a tail spin. I'll probably be in a fog for a while until I can adjust to the big news. You'll find out what it is soon, the entire squad will actually. I appreciate the concern though, it means a lot." she smiled at the younger woman.

"Anytime Liv, you always check on us if we're doing okay, so I thought what the hell, I'll check on you for once." Amanda smiled.

"Again, I appreciate it a lot."

"Well, I'll see you shortly.. Do you want me to leave your door open? It's not like you to have everything closed up in here.."

"Close it. I've got to make a few calls, and don't want the noise of the bullpen to filter in."

"Okay, remember if you ever need to talk to somebody, I'm here. I'm not the first person you'd think of I know, but the offers there Liv. Anytime." the blonde smiled, and walked out shutting the door as she went.

Olivia pushed her chair out enough for Elliot to get out from beneath her desk. "So what are you doing here Elliot?"

"I heard from the grapevine that two of my children were going to be approved to transfer to the unit.. And.. I -" Elliot started, but stopped mid sentence when he saw a picture of her and Noah, on the day she adopted him. The same picture Tucker had been looking at the night before. "You have a son?" he choked out looking at the picture to her, and back to the picture.

"He's adopted.. That picture you're looking at was the day I was officially granted quote full custody of him. His name is Noah. He'll be two years old in a couple of months. I initially found him in a dresser drawer on a case when he was only about eight months old. He had been kidnapped along with a few other young children, and then had been bounced from foster home to foster home. Finally the judge looking after his welfare had asked if I'd be willing to foster him for a year, -I had been going to every update hearing- then if all worked out after that year, I could adopt him.. Well, it had been a year in May, and I passed the necessary requirements with the help of Langan, a few of the detectives, plus the new ADA. So now he's my son, Noah Porter Benson." she wasn't sure as to why she felt the need to tell him all of that.

Elliot grinned, "As much as I can't stand Langan, I'm excited that you're a mother now. I always knew you'd make a great one. Anyhow, should I ugh, leave so you can make these calls that you told the blonde detective about?"

His reluctance to go back as to why he was just now coming back wasn't lost on Olivia, outside of hearing his kids -adopted kids- she reminded herself, that they were going to be approved to transfer here, but she decided to drop it for now because he was here. The man she had wanted for longer than she would care to admit, the man that she should be kicking out of her office, out of her life, but couldn't bring herself to, was actually here. Standing in front of her desk.

She shook her head, "No. Somehow you found out that I'm calling up Elizabeth and Richards captains to approve their transfers here, so you can just stay. Plus, you leave now, everybody will have too many questions that neither you nor I will want to answer. Particularly from Fin. So take a seat, you'll be here a while." she looked at him, and she could tell he hadn't thought about anything past just showing up. He recovered well though, and sat down in one of the chairs across from her. Olivia looked at her watch, 8:15 AM stared back at her.

Olivia ran a hand through her hair, took a deep breath, then grabbed the small post-it note that she had written both captain's names and numbers on. She took another deep breath, looked over to Elliot, who was staring off into space, then pushed in the numbers for Lizzie's captain.

"Hello Captain Bryant, this is Lieutenant Benson from Manhattan Special Victims Unit, Precinct 1-6, and I was just calling to confirm that Elizabeth Stabler's transfer request has been processed and accepted. If you could please have her report for her first day tomorrow at 8:00 AM I'd be grateful, and if you have any questions, you know my number. Thank you and have a wonderful day." she left a message and then took a chance look at Elliot again, who was now looking from picture to picture,

"I didn't know until last night that they were going to allow them to transfer here. John actually called me and told me. How he got my number, I'll never know." he spoke quietly, and not directly to her.

"Let me call Richards captain before we start talking. Please?" she continued to look at him as he nodded. He seemed the same, his muscle build was the same, if not more so, but something wasn't right. She could tell, it made her worry, Elliot wasn't one to wear his emotions on his sleeve, but it was obvious he was now.

Olivia took another deep breath, before looking at the number for Dickie's captain and called. Thankfully, his captain, Captain Taylor actually answered his phone, so Elliot heard her side of the conversation.

"Hi Captain Taylor, this is Lieutenant Benson at Manhattan Special Victims Unit, Precinct 1-6."

She smiled, "Yes, that is actually why I was calling. I was contacted last night that it was processed and approved."

She nodded, "Sure, I can tell him the news." she covered the mouth piece and whispered to Elliot, "I get to tell him that he's been approved to transfer!" she smiled, then put it on speaker before uncovering the mouth piece when she heard a deeper voice than she expected answer,

"Officer Stabler speaking"

"Hello Officer Stabler, this is Lieutenant Benson down at Manhattan SVU, your Captain wanted me to tell you that your transfer request has been processed and approved. Your first day will be tomorrow at 8:00 AM sharp." she used her best commanding voice she could without entirely losing it.

"Wait, it was approved already?" the shock was evident in his voice.

"Yes sir, as you know rapist don't wait for anyone."

"Ugh, yes, of course. I'll see you tomorrow bright and early then Lieutenant Benson. One more thing though ma'am?"

"Yes Officer Stabler, what can I help you with?" she smiled. She was pretty sure what he was going to ask, but waited for him to ask.

He cleared his throat, "If you don't mind my asking.. Your last name is Benson.. My ugh, my adoptive father had a partner with the same last name.."

She interrupted him to answer, "Yes, as a matter of fact, this is she. What do you go by these days Richard? That way I know what to call ya." she couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face.

"Wow!" he chuckled, "Hey Liv. Umm, I suppose you can call me Rich now, definitely not Dickie, that'd embarrass the shit out of me."

"That sounds good Rich. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Okay great! See you then Lieutenant."

They both hung up, and Olivia looked over to Elliot, who was looking everywhere but her eyes. Before she got the chance to say anything to him, her work phone rang,

"Special Victims Unit, Lieutenant Benson speaking, how may I assist you today?"

"Yes, I was notified by Lieutenant Ed Tucker approximately about 7:00 PM last night that I needed to call you. I decided to wait till this morning since I was unsure of when you'd be in your office."

"Okay great, as I said, her first day will be tomorrow at 8:00 AM sharp."

"Thank you Captain Bryant."

"Of course, I will be sure to tell her, and you too. G'bye now."

She hung up the phone, "Rich and Lizzie will both start here tomorrow at 8:00 sharp." she smiled to Elliot, who was looking at a picture, "Whatchya looking at Elliot?"

She must've startled him because he jumped slightly when she said his name, and looked up at her.

"What?

She furrowed her brow, and asked again, "I asked what you were looking at?"

"Oh, sorry, was just thinking back to when this picture was taken.." he picked up the frame that held the picture of the two of them. It was the year he and Kathy had been separated so instead of trying to find dates to the NYPD Christmas Ball, they had went together. She was in a floor length black dress, and Elliot had worn an all black suit.

"That was a great time." Olivia spoke softly, "Why didn't you ever tell me the twins were adopted El?"

"I wish it was that easy of a story." he stood up, to which she did to, she didn't want him to leave. Not again. As if picking up her sense to keep him from going anywhere, he was quick to secure her nerves: "I'm not going anywhere Liv.. I just need to stand if I'm going to tell this to you. Please know that I never meant it be some big secret, and honestly by the time I got into SVU, I never really even thought about it anymore. I was reminded of it shortly after I left four years ago.. Before I start, I think you should at least tell your squad that you are here, but you don't want to be bothered unless it's an emergency."

"Okay.. Give me ten minutes."

Elliot nodded, "I'm going to lay on your couch, so nobody see me."

"Make yourself comfortable. Just no snooping through my stuff Mr. Stabler, understood?" she smiled.

"Perfectly Ms. Benson." he smiled back.

-End Chapter Three-

A/N: Hey all! Sorry this took so long, I had planned to have this up earlier in the day today (Tuesday, 6/16/15) except my internet decided to go down until about 7:00 tonight. Then I had to tweak a few things, since a majority of this was written late last night, and some things didn't make much sense. :) Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and are still sticking with me on this. Questions/comments/rants? You know how to let me know. As always YOU do matter, and if you ever need somebody to just talk to, just send me a message. I may not know any of you personally, but I promise to try my best to help you out. \-_-/