Ok, first off, I know I shouldn't be starting a new one, but I couldn't resist. So I was sitting in my dorm, girls all around me, watching a movie, when this idea came to me. I think we were watching The Parent Trap, or something like that, which is where this came from. This is totally an AU story, well, kinda. Haha, you'll see what I mean. The summary may have sucked, but I promise you, the story is more interesting :)

A few things you have to know before you begin. Elliot and Olivia are barley partner. Elliot is around twenty nine, and Olivia is around twenty seven. Elliot, who waited to have sex, is not married, because he learned that Kathy had cheated on him, but the two do have a daughter together. I decided to name their daughter Samantha (Sam) because it'll play into the story. She is 6 and in the first grade. Olivia has a son, Alexander (Alex) who is also 6 and in first grade.

Alex Cabot (who is Olivia's best friend from high school and college) is the ADA in the special victims unit. Olivia's mother's past is still the same, but that'll tie into the story later.

Well, I think that's about it for now. If you have any questions, send me a message, and I will be sure to answer it to the best of my ability. Enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN LAW AND ORDER:SVU OR ITS CHARACTERS; DICK WOLF DOES. IF I DID OWN THEM, I WOULDN'T BE RUNNING AROUND THE WHOLE CITY LOOKING FOR A JOB. *sigh*

"Alexander Kaiden Benson, what did I tell you about leaving your shoes on the floor!" Olivia Benson glanced over her shoulder and noticed the small pair of sneakers she had tripped over, causing her to fall, and with the heavy box in her hand making it impossible to catch herself, hit her head on the floor of her new apartment. "Alex!" she called, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head, feeling the tender spot where a bump would surely form.

"Yes Mommy?"

Olivia jumped. Her son's small voice startled her, even though she had been the one calling him. She looked up and saw the small boy standing in front of her, looking down at her with a confused look on his face. Olivia smiled, seeing her son. Forgetting what she had initially called him for, she grabbed Alex by the shoulders, and made him sit into her lap, before wrapping her arms around him, craddling her son. She gave him a small kiss on the back of his head, lingering just long enough to smell the coconut scented shampoo that he had used earlier that morning.

"Mommy," Alex began, turning to face his mother. "Why did you call me?"

Olivia placed a hand on her son's face. Looking into those beautiful brown eyes, she smiled, remembering the day he had been born. He possessed the same chocolate brown eyes as his mother, the same skin tone, and even the same dark brown as Olivia. "What did I tell you about your shoes?" she asked, continually staring into his eyes.

Alex's smile faded, as he remembered he had left them laying around, like he had been told not to do, multiple times. "I'm sorry Mommy," he whispered, looking at the floor.

"Just, make sure you don't leave them laying around anymore. Mommy doesn't want to trip over them again." She kissed his forehead, before releasing her grip on his face, and standing. She watched Alex grab his sneakers, and put them on, before running back to his room to finish unpacking his toys.

No sooner had Olivia stood up, box in hand, did Alex come running through the apartment with his remote controlled police car. "Woop woop," he said, rushing past Olivia, using his best attempt at a police siren.

"Alexan-"

"Watch out Mommy! The bad guys are coming through!" Alex wove both his way, and his toy's way, around his mother's legs, causing her almost to fall once again. Olivia quickly gripped the edge of the kitchen counter, to keep herself from falling, as Alex quickly ran out of the kitchen behind his car. Olivia watched her son run into the living room, jump over the couch, and run into her bedroom, before she shook her head. Alex was always a very active kid, and most of the time Olivia was able to keep up with him, but at the moment she was extremely tired from the move.

She and Alex had moved to Manhattan from Queens, because of two reasons. One, Olivia thought she and Alex needed a clean start in life, after everything that had happened with his father, and two, she had been offered a position as a senior detective at Manhattan's SVU. She was skeptical about taking the job offer at first, but when she knew it would be best to get Alex away from Queens, she took the job.

Olivia released her grip on the counter, and let out a sigh. She leaned against the counter, letting her head fall into her hands, before letting out another deep sigh. She was exhausted to the extreme, and the fact that she was starting a new job in a few days, not to mention she still had to register Alex for school, wasn't making things any better.

"Don't tell me Manhattan's already wearing you down."

Olivia's head snapped up when she heard the all to familiar voice. She smiled when she saw her best friend, Alexandra Cabot, standing at her door, her back against the doorframe. She had her purse loosely slung over her shoulder, as her arms crossed themselves across her chest. "Don't even get me started" Olivia said with a small laugh. She looked at best friend and smiled, remembering everything the two had been through. Alex was the only one who knew everything both Olivia, and Serena, had been through. The two had been best friends since nineth grade, when Olivia beat up someone because they were picking on Alex, tossing her glasses around, making fun of her. Olivia made sure she was there to protect Alex, and Alex made sure she was there to keep Olivia sane, especially with everything she went through with her mother. She was the only person Olivia told, about her father, who didn't leave Olivia, acting as if she was some person with a fatal contagious disease. Alex was the only one who helped Olivia through her pregnancy, which is why Olivia had decided to name her son after her best friend, knowing she was the only one, besides Olivia herself, who would ever be capable of loving her little boy more than life itself.

"You all moved in?"

Olivia looked up and her friend and gave her a glare. She knew Alex could see the room filled with unpacked boxes. "Nope, which is why you're going to help me finish," she said with a smirk, pushing herself away from the counter, and grabbing the small box from off the kitchen table.

Alex rolled her eyes, before pushing herself off the doorframe. She placed her purse on the couch, before shoving her phone into her jean's back pocket, and walked up to Olivia, taking the box out of the tired woman's arms. "Where's mini-me?" Alex asked, placing the box on the coffee table in the middle of the living room, before opening it. Olivia didn't say anything, as she pointed to the direction of her bedroom.

"How is he?"

"He's, well, he's Alex. I mean, he's adjusting, but he keeps asking about, you know who, and-"
Before she could finish, Alex came running out of his mother's bedroom, whizzing past his 'Aunt Alex' making sure to run his toy cars along the back of the couch. "Aunt Alex, hi!"

Alex waved at the small boy, smiling. Alex continued to run around the house, but quickly tripped over the coffee table, causing the glass cup on top to fall and shatter onto the floor. Alex quickly stopped what he was doing, and quickly looked up at the blonde next to him, before turning to face his mother.

Olivia put her hand over her face. She was exhausted, and this only ment she had one more thing to clean up before she could even consider going to bed. "Mommy, I'm sorry, I-"

"Alex I think you need to settle down a bit." Alex looked up at Olivia who was wiping her face with her hands. "Why don't we go out for a bit? Give your mother a break?"

Alex looked at his mother, then at the woman he considered an aunt. "Mommy, please. I'll go with Aunt Alex. I'll be good." He smiled, causing his eyes to sparkle, knowing his mother wouldn't be able resist.

Olivia looked down at her son and sighed. She knew her son knew he had her wrapped around his little finger. "Okay, go with Alex, but you better behave yourself. You know Aunt Alex isn't afraid of yelling at you."

Alex looked at her best friend and scowled. "One time Liv, I did it one time, and he was working my last nerve."

Olivia laughed. "Well you both are working mine." She turned to face her son, before bending down to fix his clothes. "Go get your jacket, and put on your hat. You don't need to get sick. You," she began, turning to face the blonde woman, "make sure he wears them."

Both Alexs nodded, before the small boy ran out of the living room and into his room to grab his coat. He quickly ran back out, dressed and ready for his outting with Alex. "Go out in the hall, and play with your cars while I talk to your mother." Alex nodded, before running out of the open door into the hallway, playing with his toy cars, waiting for Alex.

"Okay, how bad was it?" Elliot Stabler asked his six year old daughter, Samantha, as the two took the elevator up to the fiflth floor of their apartment building. Samantha, or Sam as everyone called her, had spent the week with her mother and her husband and new kids. In all honesty, Sam hated going to her mothers. Kathy would never pay attention to her, her step-father was a jerk, and her little brothers were annoying as heck.

"It was okay," she lied, knowing that if she told her father how horrible it was staying with her mother, he would feel slightly responsible.

"Sam, don't lie to me."

Sam looked up at her father and smiled. It was safe to say she was a daddy's girl, but then again, who wouldn't be, when they lived with their father most of the year. "It sucked okay. Mommy's always with Ryan, and Ashton and Brian are loud, and annoying, and they like to pull my hair!"

Elliot looked down at his daughter and sighed, hearing the elevator ding, before it opened. "Well," he began, stepping out of the elevator, slinging his daughter's small backpack filled with clothes over his shouder, "you're home now. How about, we have a movie night?"

Sam's eyes widened, as she nodded her little head enthusiastically, her blonde hair bouncing with each nod. "I love you Daddy," she said, wrapping her arms around her father's legs when they reached their apartment door.

"I love you too Pumpkin." Sam gave her father a wide smile, before burying her face into his legs. Elliot unlocked the door, and pushed it open, but before either of them went inside, they were both distracted by the sound of a child imitatig a car.

"Daddy," Sam began, releasing her father's legs. "Who is that?" she asked, pointing to a small brunette boy, who was standing in front of a few boxes, running a toy car over them.

Elliot observed the boy. He had never seen him before, and the boxes were kind of a dead give away. "He's our new neighbor."

Sam watched the boy fumble with his beanie, before taking it off all together. "How old is he?"

Elliot looked at the small boy once more, before shrugging. "I don't know. Now come on, tonight's Tuesday, do you know what that means?"

Sam looked up at her father and smiled. "Spaghetti night," she squealed, before pushing past her father and running into the apartment. Elliot looked at the little boy once more, laughing when he saw his confused expression. He quickly followed his daughter into their apartment, shutting the door, and making sure to lock it.

"Alex, you better have that hat on," Olivia said, as she walked to the front door. Alex quickly tugged his beanie onto his head, making sure he had it fully adjusted before his mother came into view.

Olivia leaned against the door frame, staring at her son, when he looked up, his face still confused about what he had just witnessed in the hallway. "What?" she asked, folding her arms across her chest.

Alex shrugged, before he began to play with his toy cars once more. "Girls are weird," he stated, referring to the young girl he had seen a few seconds ago.

"Yeah, we are," Alex said, walking up, and standing next to her best friend. She nudged Olivia's shoulder with her own and smirked, before stepping closer to her 'nephew'. "You know what else we have?" Alex looked up at the blonde woman and shook his head. "Cooties!" she exclaimed, before reaching over and grabbing Alex, tickling him, laughing when she heard the small boy laughing.

"Stop it, that tickles," he said, laughing, trying to get his aunt to stop. "Mommy help me," he said, continuing to laugh.

Olivia looked at both of the Alexs in her life, and smiled. The sweet sound of her son's laughter filled the hallway, and she couldn't help but let out a small laugh herself. "Oh no," Olivia said dramatically, playing along with her best friend. She poked Alex in the ribs, and laughed when she squirmed, releasing her son, who ran right into Olivia's arms.

"Ha!" Alex said, sticking out his tongue at the blonde. "Mommy can beat you up," he said with a smile, making sure his mother's arms were wrapped tightly around him, keeping him safe from the lawyer.

Olivia tightened her embrace, before placing her chin on the top of his head. "That's right!"

Alex rolled her eyes. "Yeah, because you're Mommy's one bad mother fu-"

"ALEX!" Olivia yelled, forcing the woman to stop. "Not in front of him." She narrowed her eyes, staring the blonde down until she nodded in agreement.

"Sorry," she mumbled, before looking down at the small boy. "Come on, there's a milkshake with your name on it."

Alex quickly turned to face his mother, who nodded. She quickly kissed his forehead, before releasing him from her embrace. "Bye, I love you."

"I love you too Mommy," Alex said, wrapping his arms around his mother, kissing her cheek. Alex stood, watching the interaction between her best friend and her son. There was no doubt that Olivia loved Alex, he was the only family she had, and she knew that if anything had happened to him, Olivia would have been devastated.

Alex let go of his mother, and quickly walked up to his mother's best friend, grabbing her hand, before the two headed down the hallway towards the elevator. "Alex, be good!" Olivia called down the hall, grabbing one of the boxes that was sitting outside of her door.

"I will," both Alexs called over their shoulders, before entering the elevator.

Olivia watched the two leave the hallway, before walking into the apartment, continuing to unpack everything, and make their new place a home.

"What else did you two do?" Olivia asked her six year old son, as she tucked him into his bed. She was grateful her best friend had taken him for the day, allowing her to finish moving in the rest of their belonging. She was even able to set up both her, and Alex's, bedrooms, just as they had been in Queens.

Alex looked up at his mother and smiled. "We went and got ice cream, then Aunt Alex took me to go see a movie. Then we went to the park, where she playeded with me on the swings."

"She did?" Olivia asked enthusiastically, sitting on the edge of her son's bed, running her hand through his hair. Alex smiled, before nodding. "Well, I'm glad you had fun. Next time Mommy will have to go, won't I?" Alex nodded once more, before letting out a content sigh.

Olivia stood up from her son's bed, taking a step towards the door, when Alex grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Mommy?" She turned around and smiled, telling him that he had her attention. "Where's Daddy?"

Olivia's eyes widened. Everytime Alex asked about his father, she never knew what to tell him. She couldn't tell him the truth, it would break his heart, but she hated lying to him. "Well," she began, laying down next to her son, allowing him to put his head on her shoulder. "Your father is working. Remember I told you he was out of the country, working for his business."

"When is he coming back?"

Olivia let out a small sigh. "I, I don't know baby."

Alex pulled his covers up tighter over his body, before letting out a small yawn. "I love you Mommy."

Olivia smiled. She and Alex were fine, just the two of them, and they didn't need the troubles of his father to make them a happy family. "I love you too buddy," she whispered, placing a kiss on his forehead. She got off his bed, making sure not to disturb her son, and quicky tip toed out of the room, quietly closing the door.

She walked over to the couch, but sighed, thinking back to her son's question. "A business trip?" Olivia looked over her shoulder and saw Alex come into the room. "Olivia, why do you lie to him?"

Olivia watched as Alex took a seat next to her on the couch, before taking a deep breath. "I'm trying to protect him Alex. He would be devastated if he knew the truth."

"Liv," Alex said, placing her hand on her friend's knee. "Tell him the truth."

"And tell him what exactly Alex? Your daddy was a drunk who used to hit mommy. He was a very very bad man, who hurt the both of us? Alex, I can't do that to him."

Alex leaned over, wrapped her arms around Olivia, and gave her best friend a loving hug. "Get some sleep, you start work on Thursday." With that she got off the couch, and headed to the door, grabbing her coat near the door.

"Alex," Olivia said, watching as her friend stopped in the doorway. "I'll tell him in time." Alex nodded, before walking out of the apartment, leaving Olivia to herself.

She sat on the couch, letting her head fall back and rest on the cushion. She knew she had to tell her son the truth, but with everything she was doing, and had to do, she would have to wait to tell him. After all, she was starting a new job in two days, and with the way Alex kept speaking about her new partner, she was excited, yet nervous, to meet him.

Okay, so tell me what you think. I think that if I do continue, that is if enough people are interested, the rating might change later in the story. Please R&R :)