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"I can't even flirt with bartenders anymore! I've dated all of them." Olivia whined sitting on one of the bar stools at the store she worked at. It was a run down shack that had ten customers on a good day. "Annie, I know I've said this a thousand times, but I'm really going to Los Angeles this time. I have my ticket. I just need my paycheck and I'm gone."

"What are you going to do out there? You can't just expect a job to fall into your lap. You've never had any experience doing what you want to do." Annie sighed leaning over the counter. "You're doing good here. Something will turn up."

Olivia shook her head. "Well, my chances are slowing slipping away. And, I'm not going to stick around until they are all gone." She saw Brian walk out of his office. "Brian, I need my paycheck. I put in my two weeks notice a while ago and you haven't said anything to me since."

Brian locked his office door. "You can wait until Friday."

"It is Friday. You've slacked off with giving me my paycheck before. You aren't doing it now." Olivia said crossing her arms over her chest. Her jaw dropped when Brian smirked and pushed past her, going to the door. "Brian!"

"See you tomorrow!" Brian grinned before leaving the store.

Annie shook her head. "He's such an asshole." Olivia went around the counter and grabbed the little safe below the register, opening it with her key. "What are you doing? Brian is going to kill you!"

Olivia shook her head. "I'm taking what he owes me. What's he going to do? Call the police and explain why he wasn't paying his workers." She pushed the safe in front of Annie. "Take whatever you need. He won't find out from me." She kissed Annie's cheek and hurried out of the store, getting into her car.

Olivia hurried inside of her house and grabbed her bags that she had packed over the past several weeks. Stuffing them into her car, she double checked the house to make sure she didn't leave anything behind. After seeing nothing, she hopped into her car again and drove to the only cemetery within a twenty mile radius of the town. After parking her car, she hurried over to the familiar headstone and kneeled down in front of it. "Hey Daddy."

She ran her fingers over the letters engraved on his stone. "I can just imagine you saying 'Why haven't you changed your name to Olivia Munch yet? Olivia Benson is not who I raised.' Well, you are the only one who can pull off the last name 'Munch'." She took a deep breath, letting the wind whip her hair around. "I'm finally doing what I told you I was going to do when I was four. I told you I was going to be somebody. I told you I was going to sing up on stages and dance and make my way to the top."

She chuckled softly remembering the memory. "I will never forget what you said to me. 'Liv, you are always somebody to me. You are my whole world. But, if you want to be somebody famous, I want you to go for it' You kneeled down and gave me your lucky nickel. You didn't believe pennies brought any luck because lots of people found them everyday. You said 'I want you to keep this with you until you become famous. When that happens, pass it onto somebody else who wants to become famous. As long as you have this, I will help you every step of the way, no matter where I am.' Well, Daddy, I hope you follow me to Los Angeles." She took out her old stuffed animal that he gave her when she was little. She could never go anywhere without it. "As long as this is here with you, I will keep trying no matter how hard it is. I'll talk to you later. Bye Daddy." She whispered before kissing the stuffed animal and placing it next to the small pot of flowers, making sure the wind wouldn't take it away.

Standing up, she walked back to her car and took one last deep breath before getting into her car and heading for Los Angeles.

"Here it is!" Olivia smiled looking at the large hotel. It was a bit run down, but nothing she couldn't live with. The advertisement she saw for it said that she could get a room for the price of a cheap apartment if she was staying longer, which she intended to do. This was her new start. There was no going back.

After making a deal with the manager and being shown to the room, she started unpacking her things, stashing her cash in an envelope and taping it underneath the dresser that was in the room. She smiled as she got to some of the photos and mementos she packed. Her father's sunglasses and a few pictures of them together before he passed away when she was ten, leaving her with her aunt who could never have any kids.

"Okay, done packing, have a place to stay, but I don't know anybody and need a job." Olivia sighed before chuckling. "Reality check in progress." Leaving the hotel room, making sure to lock everything before she left, she hurried downstairs, bought a couple newspapers, and hit the streets looking for a job. There had to be something she could do.

One street after the other, she was told the same things. "You don't have experience." "We'll get back to you." "In order to work here, you need to be willing to have sex with the clients." She slapped the guy that suggested a test drive right to her face. She was starting to lose hope on finding a dancing gig. It was getting dark outside and she was spending more and more money on food just walking around.

Suddenly, music started playing in the building she just passed. She turned back and studied the three story building for a moment. It was cement with tons of blackened windows. A big neon sign stood tall advertising BURLESQUE LOUNGE. Taking a sip of her smoothie, she saw a woman walk out in a dark blue corset with a matching mini skirt. The outfit had small bits of black lace here and there with black garters. The woman placed her foot on the rail, tightening the boot that was on it, before seeing Olivia. She smiled and nodded her head once before the door opened again, revealing a shorter man with gelled brown hair. He was wearing jeans and a black dress shirt that had the first few buttons undone. "April, come on. You are on next."

April hurried inside before the door closed again. Olivia looked around before hurrying up the stairs and going inside. The building was dimly lit, but gave it a warm welcoming feeling. It was like being in a building to go see a play. It gave you the feeling that there was something special about to happen. Voices were coming from downstairs along with the music. Slowly, she made her way down the wooden steps, seeing a man behind a podium. Tables were set up everywhere. The curtains on the stage were closed and the bartender was making drinks like crazy while the waitress stood talking to a guy in a leather jacket. People didn't look too happy as they looked at the waitress and then shook their heads.

"Hey long legs!" She heard a voice say. Olivia saw that it was the guy behind the podium smiling at her. "I'd love to stare at you standing there all night, but I have a job to do. So, are you coming in or not?"

"Uh," Olivia paused and thought about her situation. She didn't even know if this place was hiring. Even if it was, they would probably tell her the same things. But, there was something about this place that told her that she should stay. "How much?"

"Twenty-five." The guy grinned holding out his hand. Olivia pulled out the money from her wallet and bit her lip before handing over the money. "Thank you." He smiled before putting the money down. He took her arm gently and pulled her closer. "I wasn't kidding earlier. You're legs go on for miles."

Olivia chuckled and kissed his cheek before moving towards the bar. A man with short brown hair stood there with black slacks, no shirt, a black tie, and a black hat. There was no hair on his chest and he was wearing a ton of eyeliner. Her gay radar was going off like mad. Sitting down at the bar, she smiled when he looked at her. His blue eyes were gorgeous, more beautiful than his abs. "What can I get you?" He asked.

Olivia smiled. "Anything that's cheap."

The man grinned at her and slid a beer across the bar to her. "Welcome to LA. Where you from?"

"Well, I'm actually from here, but my family moved out to the middle of nowhere when I was three." Olivia smiled taking a sip of her beer. "What is this place?"

"Burlesque? Dancing, lip syncing, and booze. But, it's pretty fun. We just need help with, well, the help." He said gesturing to the waitress. "I'm Elliot by the way."

Olivia smiled and held out her hand before he shook it. "Olivia."

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