Protégé

Chapter 09

Disclaimer: SVU ain't mine, if only…

Captain Olivia Benson's Office, Monday Midday

Three people were sitting in a meeting inside Captain Benson's office, in an awkward situation. It had been a week since Fin threw Nick's birthday party. Nick and Olivia hadn't spoken about his drunk confession. Olivia and Elliot hadn't either. Nick didn't know that Elliot saw the whole thing. He also didn't know about Elliot and Olivia's physical relationship.

Nick and Elliot sat in the chairs in front of her desk. The three of them were suppose to be doing Elliot's 3 month probation evaluation. Olivia needed to grade Elliot's performance and as his partner, she needed Nick's input as well.

Olivia was flushed and she could tell Elliot was blushing as well. They were both clearly thinking about the last "assessment" she gave him, in this very office, on the chair she now sat, and on the desk between them.

Olivia looked down at her desk, remembering how the cool material felt against her bare butt. Her young Detective had her so aroused, she had to clean her own juices off her desk when they were done.

Was he reminiscing about sitting in her chair? Did he remember taking control, and spreading her legs? Could he recall the taste of her on his lips? She could feel the heat blooming in her core. She twitched in her chair, remembering how his hands had tweaked her hard nipples as his mouth and tongue devoured her, licking up all her juices as she squirmed and climaxed on her desk.

Olivia was brought out of her memory by Nick's voice, "So how do we do this?"

"Oh right, it's pretty simple, I basically just have to fill out this form, and some of the questions, I'll need your input Amaro, because it has to deal with how he performs-"

Elliot choked as he was sipping on some water. Olivia could feel her cheeks get even hotter.

"In the field!" Olivia exclaimed, more loudly than necessary, "I need to know how he performed in the field," she clarified. "Not here, obviously I know how he performs here, in my office, well not my office, but here, in the precinct, I've noticed you, I mean, I have eyes," Olivia stammered and stuttered, she was beyond flustered.

Elliot wasn't looking at her, he just sat in his chair and gulped down his water.

Nick looked between the two of them, "Uh okay…"

"Good, so let's get started," working together the three of them did Elliot's 3 month assessment. It consisted of a lot boring questions. Olivia had to admit she enjoyed the other assessment her and Elliot did privately, it was much more entertaining.

An hour later they were done and Olivia was sending it off to her superiors.

Olivia stood and brushed off some imaginary dirt from her pants. "Well that's all for now guys, thank you for your cooperation. Let's get back to work," just as she finished her statement Fin and Munch knocked on her door.

"Come in," Olivia called.

"Hey if you guys are done in here, you're gonna wanna join us out there," Fin informed them.

"By the way Chief Dodds is probably 10 minutes out Liv, there's been another attack," Munch supplied as the group left her office.

"In that new case with the male strip club?" Olivia asked.

Munch tapped his nose.

Olivia sighed, "Great, alright somebody update me."

They caught a case that weekend. The owner of a local male strip club had come to them for help, reluctantly. A number of his employees had been found assaulted after their shifts, by a foreign object, leaving them to wonder if their perp was a male or female. Almost all his customers were older females. Cougars he called them. 4 of his employees had been assaulted, after this weekend that number was 5.

"He wants, and according to Dodd's, we need, people on the inside," Fin explained.

"He's given us the green light for some assignments, he wants me playing the bouncer, thinks I'll be able to see a lot from that position," Fin continued as he looked at his notes.

"Then we need some women-" Fin was cut off.

"I guess I could go watch some young men strip," Amanda spoke up, sighing loudly, as if she was taking one for the team. Everybody chuckled.

"Sadly Rollins you don't quite fit the description of their average patron. No we need someone a bit more, mature?" Munch glanced at Olivia, over his glasses.

Olivia's jaw dropped, "You can't be serious?"

"Actually Dodd's words were 'Your Captain's going in,' he said he had someone else lined up too though so you won't be alone Liv," Fin shrugged.

Olivia crossed her arms over her chest, "Fine, that it?"

Fin and Munch shook their heads, "No we're also sending somebody in, as well, a dancer."

Olivia's eyebrows flew towards her hairline, "A stripper, Dodd's is sending an officer in as a stripper?"

Fin nodded, "A target yes, plus, again they'll get a different perspective from you and I, the more info we get the more likely we are to catch this person. I can get in with the other employees, Liv you'll be with the patrons and whoever goes in as the stripper will be able to talk to all the other dancers too. It really will give us the best chance to catch the perp."

"Damn," Olivia sighed, "Wonder who they'll get to do that job, poor bastard," Olivia joked as Chief Dodds entered the squad room.

"Well that all depends on if he agrees," Dodd's announced.

"This case is need to know, I want it kept in this department so that doesn't leave us with a lot of options," Dodd's continued to explain to the room at large.

Olivia glanced around at all her officers, "Uh okay?" Was he actually thinking of asking 1 of her officers or Detectives to go undercover as a male stripper?

"I'm not going to beat around the bush, Amaro, Carisi, sorry lads, you may be in good shape, but you're both probably a decade older than their oldest stripper."

Olivia didn't like where this was going.

"Stabler, I know you're new, but this assignment is yours kid, if you accept it," Dodd's declared.

Olivia spoke up immediately, "Elliot you have no obligation what so ever to do this!"

Elliot was sitting on his desk, "You want me to pretend to be a stripper to help catch a perp who's assaulting the other people that work there?"

"Yes, you're the perfect age, you're fit, I know you've only been a Detective for three months but three months, three years, I promise you can't really prepare for this kind of assignment," Dodd's explained.

Elliot took a deep breath, he was totally out of his comfort zone, but he didn't want any more innocent men getting attacked, this was why he wanted to be a cop, to help people. "I'll do it," he declared to the room at large.

Dodd's smiled, "Perfect, it'll all go down this weekend. Oh and Captain Benson, the woman accompanying you-"

Casey strode into the bullpen, "Sorry I'm late, got caught up talking to the DA about this case."

"Your timing couldn't be more perfect," Dodd's smiled, "ADA Novak will be joining you, she will not be prosecuting the case if it goes to trial."

Olivia groaned audibly, she rubbed her hands over her face and into her long chocolate tresses, "You can't be serious?"

Dodd's nodded, "You two are the perfect age, and most women don't go alone to these places. Plus two sets of eyes and ears are better than one."

"I'll send you more details Captain but for now everybody understands the plan and their assignments?" Dodd's asked the officers, clapping his hands together as everybody nodded or agreed.

"Great, I'll be in touch," Dodd's waved to the room as he made his way to the elevator.

Olivia stared at Elliot from across the bullpen. What had they just agreed to?

A/N: Shorter chapter. Thank you for some of your suggestions. This kinda played into some of them. Young stripper Elliot? Jealous Olivia? Undercover together? Will he need to practice…?