A/N: Well, after seeing the premiere last night, I like my version of the funeral better. This is related to the previous chapter titled "You Matter to Me." I don't own any of the characters except my own.

Interrogation

As promised, Hank went to New York to visit Olivia, for a few days. Hank arrived in New York and headed to the Precinct. He really wasn't sure why he was even there. Olivia ended up staying with him the rest of the time she was in Chicago but they had only slept together that one time. He knew it meant nothing to her. He arrived at the Precinct and went up to SVU. No one was there, so he figured they had a case. He left and headed to the hotel and sent Olivia a text that he was in town. He told her where he was staying. She texted him back and said that Noah was going to be gone for the night, so they could either make plans to meet for dinner at a restaurant or she could throw something together at home. He said either one was fine with him. She told him she planned to leave around 5, so they could decide for sure then. He agreed and took a nap, which seemed to be what he did the most lately other than doing some stuff around the house that he had been putting off, since he hadn't had the time to get it done. He missed his job but at the same time, he was getting used to being home more often. The time went by quickly and he had slept a lot longer than he had expected to. He heard a knock on his door, so he got up to answer it. It was Olivia.

"Hey."

"Hey. Did I wake you?"

"Yeah, you did. I haven't really been sleeping that much lately."

"You slept pretty well when I was there."

"I know I did. Come on in."

"Thanks."

Olivia kissed Hank's cheek and walked into the room. They headed over to the bed and sat down.

"Listen, I wanted to apologize for everything that happened when you were in Chicago this last time. My behavior was unacceptable and I promise none of it will ever happen again."

"None of it? I was hoping the part after Molly's would happen again. Hank, I don't regret that at all."

"You don't regret sleeping with me?"

"Not at all."

"I figured it didn't mean anything to you."

Olivia laughed nervously.

"Yeah, well, you figured wrong. It meant more to me than you think it did. Hank, I have wanted that to happen for so long. When do you go back to work?"

"Honestly, I have no idea and I really don't care anymore. I should have put my paperwork in a while ago."

"What would you do if you retired?"

"I have stuff around the house that needs to get done. Can I ask you something?"

"Of course?"

"When you spoke at the funeral, you talked about all the times you and Al talked. How long were you talking?"

"It's been a couple years. I knew Al knew you pretty well and I needed to get advice from someone other than Erin about how to get you to forgive me for not being there for you when Justin died. I really regret it. The truth is, I have been fighting my true feelings for you for a while now. I just wasn't sure we could make it work. The thing is, after what happened between us in Chicago, I want to make it work and I want to be here to support you through this. I want to be in a real relationship with you."

"I thought we were taking things slowly."

"If you don't want to be with me, I get it."

"I do want to be with you. Are you sure you want to be with me?"

"Yes, Hank. I'm sure I want to be with you too. Like I already told you, I don't regret what happened in Chicago this last time. I do, however, regret my relationship with Tucker."

"You do?"

"Yeah, I do. I wasn't happy. I thought I was and I kept telling people I was but I couldn't really convince myself that it was true. Relationships have never been my strong point."

"Did you love him?"

"I don't really know how to answer that."

"It's not that hard of a question, Benson. Yes or no."

"As a friend, maybe but other than that, no. I cared for him but I wasn't in love with him."

"What about that former partner of yours that you compared me to when we first met?"

"He was my partner and best friend but nothing more. I care about everyone that has been a part of my life but for a while, the only man I ever truly loved was Brian, my ex. We just wanted different things and I couldn't really see him being a husband to me or a father to Noah. I couldn't see that with Ed either. I love you."

"You do?"

"Yes!"

"I love you too."

Olivia had tears running down her cheeks as she put her head on Hank's shoulder and her hand on his leg. He kissed her forehead and laced their fingers together.

"Why are you crying?"

"I don't know. What are we doing about dinner?"

"We could stay here and order from Room Service."

"That sounds like a plan to me."

Hank got the menu for Room Service and they decided what they wanted. Hank ordered it and then they waited for it to arrive. Their food arrived and they ate. After dinner, they made love. Afterwards they were holding each other.

"Are you ready to meet Noah?"

"Do you think he'll like me?"

"I think he will. He seems to like everyone."

"Are you staying with me tonight?"

"I can if you want me to."

"I want you to."

"Then I will. I'll leave in the morning, go home, take a shower and change and then pick him up. We can pick you up and then go out for breakfast or something."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Good."

They kissed each other, made love again and then fell asleep in each other's arms. About 5 in the morning, Olivia got woken up by her cell phone. They had a case, so she had to go.

"Everything ok?"

"I have a case, so I need to go. I'm supposed to pick Noah up about 8:30. If this goes longer, you're going to have to go get him. I will call the parent of the child he is staying with and tell them that you will be there to pick him up. Is that ok?"

"Sure."

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Olivia kissed Hank, got out of bed, got dressed and left. She went home to shower and change. She thought about going straight to the hospital but she knew someone, most likely Fin, would make a comment about her wearing the same clothes she had been wearing at work the day before. Hank was already awake, so he decided to get up and take a shower, so he'd be ready in case he had to go pick up Noah. After he was dressed, he went to get some coffee somewhere before going back to his room. Olivia texted him and said she was stuck at the Precinct for a little while longer, so he needed to pick Noah up for her. She sent him the address and thanked him for doing this. He looked up how to get there on his phone and then headed to get Noah. When he arrived, he was a little nervous, since this was the first time he was meeting Noah and he had figured that Olivia would have been with him when they met. He went up to the door and rang the doorbell.

"Mrs. Anderson?"

"Yes. You must be Hank."

"That's me."

"Olivia called and said you'd be picking Noah up."

"Yep."

"I'll get him for you."

"Thanks."

Mrs. Anderson went to get Noah.

"Hi. You must be Hank."

"I am. You about ready?"

"Yeah."

Noah put his backpack on, took Eddie and then reached for Hank's hand. At this moment, Hank realized how much he missed having a family. He missed Justin terribly and he would give anything to see his grandson. Hank took Noah's hand and Noah thanked Mrs. Anderson before they left.

"So, where are we going?"

"Probably my hotel until your mom is done with work. That ok?"

"That's fine but I do have my own key to our apartment if you wanted to go there."

"Ok."

They walked to Olivia's apartment and Noah unlocked the outside door when they arrived. They went upstairs and then he unlocked the apartment door before they went inside. Noah locked the door and then took his things to his room. Hank sat down and texted Olivia to tell her they were at the apartment. She replied to him and said she'd be home as soon as she could. Noah came out of his room, sat down next to Hank and was watching him.

"Are you the guy that lives in Chicago?"

"Yep."

"How do you know my mom?"

"We worked together on a few cases."

"I was sorry to hear about your friend."

"Thanks."

"Did you know him a long time?"

"Yeah. Probably longer than I've known most people."

"You married?"

"I was. She died 8 years ago."

"I'm sorry. Any kids?"

"I had a son but he died a couple years ago. He has a 3-year old son that lives in Arizona with his mom. I haven't seen him in a while."

"Would you like a hug?"

"Yeah, I would."

Noah moved closer to Hank and hugged him. Hank's eyes started filling with tears.

"It's ok to be sad."

"Yeah, I know it is."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Do you like my mom?"

"Yeah, I do."

"A lot? I think she likes you a lot."

"Yeah, kid. I like your mom a lot."

"Do you like her enough to marry her?"

"I'd consider it."

"I was never really sure how I felt when my mom was seeing Tucker. He seemed like a nice enough guy and he did take us to Paris. I want my mom to be happy and I'd really like to have a dad. I don't think Tucker would have made a good dad but I kind of think he didn't want me around much. Uncle Fin, Uncle Rafa and Aunt Amanda didn't like him much anyway. I don't think Mom was really that happy. She seemed a lot happier when she came back from Chicago."

Hank was never a fan of being interrogated but this was the first time he had been interrogated by a 6-year old and ab out his personal life of all things.

"I'm sorry I'm asking so many questions."

"I get it."

"It's been a long time since my son was young but he used to ask a lot of questions."

"I'm hungry."

"I think your mom mentioned that we were going to go out for breakfast."

"Can I have a banana or something?"

"Yeah, sure."

Noah went into the kitchen to get a banana and ended up bringing one for Hank as well.

"Here."

"Thanks."

They both ate their bananas, talked some more and got to know each other better. About an hour later, Olivia texted Hank and said she was on her way home.

To be continued…

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