Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! This will be the last chapter of this story but I'll be sure to come up with another Benson and Voight story soon enough.

Anger raged within her, Malko was the type of woman that could easily get under her skin, and not many people were able to rattle her in that way. The elevator stopped on every floor on the way down to the ground level. It seemed as if the whole world was against her today, including the stupid elevator. When it finally dinged on her floor she rushed out, swiftly moving through the crowded lobby dodging each and uptight lawyer in a fancy suit.

"Liv! Wait up!" Barba yells as he steps off the second elevator, he pushes past the individuals in the lobby, now standing beside Olivia. "Let me bring you to the hospital," he states.

"Barba don't you have an ongoing trial? What are you doing here?" Benson questions.

"The judge has called for a recess until tomorrow morning. Apparently something came up for Malko's lawyer. Anyway I'll bring you to see Noah. My car is waiting out front."

She agrees, and he walks her out. The car ride is silent but the silence is comforting, they had both dealt with some extreme and personal cases and both of them had been there for each other through all of it.

"Be honest with me Liv, how are you holding up?" Barba asks as they exit the car and make their way into the hospital.

"As best as can be expected. I just want this all to be done with, and Noah to be healthy." They are now on Noah's floor, and see the chaos of doctors rushing in and out of the room. Their pace quickens, Voight appears down the hall and moves toward them. Voight and Barba had met once when a kidnapping case crossed from Chicago to New York, the two distinct personalities didn't exactly conform.

"Barba," Voight shakes his hand. "Thank you."

"It was no trouble. How is Noah?" Barba replies. Before Voight is able to respond Noah's doctor appears. In the background doctors pile out of Noah's room, the repeating beep of the monitor has stopped.

"Olivia Benson?" the doctor asks. Benson nods and states that she is Noah's guardian. "I would like to inform you that Noah is stable and the worst is now over. We have him on steady medications that will cure his current predicament. We are hopeful for his recovery."

"Thank you so much doctor," Olivia says with a smile on her face, her little boy had been through so much and now his future was looking bright. The doctor walks away and she feels Voight's arm around her back.

Barba shuffles his feet, uncomfortable with Voight's presence. The man's reputation was enough to send chills down his back, how someone so unpredictable and uncontrollable could be a sergeant in a well-established police department was beyond his understanding. Yet to see the way Olivia seemed to glow in happiness at the sight of him was enough for Barba to give the man a chance to defy his reputation. To him the two couldn't be more different, Benson played by the rules and understood how to get witnesses and suspects to corporate in a lawful way, and from what the rumors stated of Voight he did not police in the same aspect. Though from what he had heard from the Detective Lindsey and Teddy case, Benson and Voight made a good team, and as Olivia's friend he was happy for her.

The weekend had already come and gone, Noah had been released from the hospital, and Malko had been found not guilty on the charge of reckless endangerment. At first Benson counted that as a loss but after the personal aspect of the case had died down, she now somewhat sympathized with Malko. While she was reckless in the way she endangered a multitude of children, she also was expressing her Constitutional right of choice, the right that allowed a choice in which religion to worship, which political party to vote and whether or not a mother feels it is safe to vaccinate their child, to an extent.

From her perch by the windowsill Benson watched as a mother walked her two children to the waiting school bus. Her mind flashed back to a case she worked with her old partner, Stabler, in that case a young mother was at first their prime suspect in the disappearance and possible murder of her young daughter. Upon the discovery of the child's body, the medical examiner's report found the mother to be not guilty, for the daughter had died due to complications from having the measles virus. In that case another mother, whose son played at the same park as the victim, made the choice to not vaccinate and her son came down with the measles virus. Stabler had been the one to push for the requirement of vaccines while she had stayed neutral. But that was before Noah, before she had to feel completely helpless as she watched her son gasp for air.

It was now Tuesday morning, and Noah had been home since Monday afternoon. Benson still by the window sat drinking her morning coffee. Noah was still asleep and she had been given the day off from work, in reality her squad had requested that she take the day to spend time with her son and recuperate from the energy draining weekend. In the bedroom she heard the zipping of a luggage, sadly she couldn't keep him from his squad any longer. He rolled the luggage out of the bedroom and settled it by the door; he stood for a minute seeming lost in thought.

"You know this is my least favorite part," he said.

She sighed as she placed her mug by the window and stood up, with as much grace as she could she navigated her toy obstacle course, called the living room, to Voight. Wrapping him into a hug she said, "Mine too, just know that Noah and I will be fine. Plus I have enough vacation days and summer is approaching. I hear Chicago is beautiful this time of year." With that she kissed him by the ear, he laughed and pulled her into a long kiss.

"You know, I wonder where you could have heard that about my city," he grinned.

"Probably in passing, or maybe it was some cute guy at the bar," she laughed.

"Oh really? I don't suppose you have a description of this guy," they laughed together.

"Well let's just say he had a way of getting exactly what he wanted and he had this sexy rough on edges look to him," she said as her lips move to his. As soon as he felt the softness of her lips on his, his cell phone went off. Ignoring it he let her tongue explore his mouth, her body leaned close up against his. Before they were able to take it any farther, Benson's cell began to ring, with his echoing in the background.

"That can't be a coincidence," he said and they both made their way to their phones, answering just in time. Detective Lindsey was on the other line for Voight and for Benson it was Fin. Simultaneously they hung up.

"New case?" she asked.

"Yeah, something like that. What about you?"

"That was Fin calling to check up on me."

Voight nodded and looked up at the clock, it was nearly nine o'clock. "Dammit, I've got to get to the airport. Liv…"

"Hey don't worry about me. Like I said we'll come and visit soon," she assures him. He bids her farewell and gives her one last long passionate kiss, before slipping out of the apartment.