Hey everybody, I am so grateful for every single one of you reading, reviewing and liking my story. That really means a lot to me! So I hope I will be able to update as often as I can, but life doesn't always follow the line so please forgive me if I have to wait some days :*

As Always, I don't own anything and any Character belongs to Dick Wolf and NBC.

Saturday evening arrived quickly and Amanda worried more and more. She stood in front of her Closet, with nothing on than a black Calvin Klein Panty and the matching Bra. A huge mountain of clothes stacked on her bed. She tried a black dress but thought it would be too overdressed. But Jeans by the way seemed much too casual. She glanced over to her clock radio and sighed. It was almost 05:30 p.m. and she would need half an hour till she would be at Olivia's place. So she decided to wear a black pair of Jeans and her favorite blouse with the button-facing at the back. It was a little transparent but not too slutty for a first date. Amanda took her black Nike Sneakers on and took a last look at the mirror in the hall.

"Nice attributes, Detective" she thought by herself and smiled.

The bell rang at 06:15 p.m. and Olivia surprisingly looked up. Damn, she was too late. She quickly put on some mascara and jumped out of the bathroom to open the door. One last breath "Cool down, Benson, it is just dinner" then she opened the door. When her Eyes met Amanda's, her heart pounded a little faster. Her look slid down Amanda's body, she recognized the great body of the blonde. Her legs were well trained from her morning runs and looked great, even in sneakers. She also noticed the little shimmer of Amanda's skin through her blouse. There was not a single doubt: Amanda looked amazing. Yes, she looked good every day, but Amanda never wore stuff like that. Her normal clothes were a little more casual and comfortable. Amanda clearing her throat brought her back to reality. She had no idea how long she had just starred at her. She stepped aside and signalized Amanda to come in

"Hey, sorry for being so tight-lipped, I was just lost in thoughts for a sec"

Olivia tried to explain her strange behavior and smiled slopy. Not answering, Amanda walked inside the apartment and instantly had a smell of Pasta and sweet basil in her nose. She followed it and entered the kitchen where she saw the pots simmer. On the counter stood an opened bottle of wine and two glasses, some candles flickered.

"You really wanna tell me that your cooking skills are bad, Detective? It smells delicious"

When she turned around she found Olivia at the same place like a few seconds before. The situation was a little awkward and Amanda wasn't sure why she got more confident with every Minute Olivia's insecurity grew. She really liked her shy side and hoped it had something to do with her feelings for her. But she didn't want to push it forward too far.

She heard water spilling on the stove and seconds later she felt something hot on her arm:

"Aaahh, JeeezuzFuckingChrist!"

She jumped away from the stove and rubbed her arm where the water had burned her. It pulsed and Amanda could feel the pain rushing through her veins. She had totally forgotten where she had been till she felt a soft touch on her back. She winced at it because she wasn't prepared to get touched.

"It's ok Amanda; it is just me, Olivia. Damn, let me see your burn. I am so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. I really should stop cooking. If I don't kill people because of the food, I'll burn them to hell!"

She softly took Amanda's arm and pushed her sleeve slowly up. Amanda's expression was painful but she felt the butterflies coming up in her stomach. Olivia's fingertips gave her goose bumps and she had almost forgotten what was going on till she reached the burned area. "Ouch!" the word had just slipped out of Amanda's mouth but she immediately regretted it. She looked up at Olivia's face and jumped out of her skin by the look of the older Woman. There were tears and dark circles under her eyes. Her desperation was written all over her face and it seemed like she had to hold back her sobs. At this moment she was everything but strong and Amanda wanted nothing more than to hug her. She wanted to sweep Olivia's hair aside, wanted to take her face in both hands and kissing the tears away. But she exactly knew that Olivia would push her away and everything would be ruined. So she decided to lay her hand on Olivia's, looked in her eyes and said softly:

"You didn't hurt me! I am fine. It wasn't your fault!" With these words Amanda gave her the warmest smile she had and tried to lighten up the older Woman's mood. "I think, we have to order something to eat because the spaghetti will be totally boiled away. Dou you prefer Chinese or Italian?"

What a hell of a start But the evening isn't over yet. Stay tuned and get to know how the rest will go on.

I won't be able to update till next week because I am out of town from tomorrow until Sunday.

Reviews are welcome as always! If you got any Ideas how the story could go on, let me know. I am open

See ya…XoXo