When Lieutenant Benson, Detective Amaro and Detective Rollins go to a local middle school to share how important it is to report a rape or abuse, a girl shows up who is being abused herself. What might Olivia Benson Do?

She wanted a baby, but after the one man she truly loved left without saying goodbye and many failed relationships, Olivia thought she would never get her own family. Over 40 and married to the job she put her own dreams aside. But what about when life throws her a curve ball and she gets a chance to raise a baby? this tiny bundle of joy will teach her what life is truly about. A little baby girl thrown away like trash will become her greatest salvation.

One day, Olivia Benson's now teenage indifferent niece shows up and her father is nowhere to be found. Can Olivia save her or will she send her away?

When Olivia Benson is kidnapped by William Lewis it's hard to forget the past, but even harder to guess the future. She dives deep into her demons and battles with the memories that haunt her. With Nick Amaro to help along the way, will she make the recovery she needs to move on? Or will she fall into a never ending spiral of depression? *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Disclaimer: Contains themes of self harm and swearing. Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with these topics.

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This story is about detectives Olivia Benson and Elliot stabler. Their happily married with a four year old daughter named Sofia In this story Elliot was married to Kathy, but together they had no children, or so he thought

After seventeen years Olivia Benson thought she had seen it all. But these past four years have changed her tremendously with an attack from a psychotic serial killer, adopting a abandoned baby, becoming the boss, and old friends raising to surface, nothing could prepare her for this.

Grace had this sense she couldn't explain when it came to Frankie, she could tell when she was near without any sound or sight or indication. Maybe it was the faint scent of tea tree oil that clung in the air when Frankie was nearby, or the positive vibes she radiates, maybe, maybe, maybe. And, maybe Grace will never know exactly what it is and maybe she doesn't want to know, but it's there. It's real. And it's strong.