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Olivia locked her apartment door before dropping her keys onto the small table next to her. After working a double shift at the diner, she could feel the blood pumping through her feet from the throbbing pain that came with being on your feet for sixteen hours straight. She hated pulling doubles, but it's the only thing she could do to keep herself from going under and losing everything. Walking further into the studio apartment, she stripped herself of her clothing before pulling on a loose hanging tang top and laying down on the air mattress she had set up in between the mini fridge that constituted as her kitchen and the TV that was the one luxury she could afford.

Exactly three months ago to the day, she was informed by the bank that her account had been drained and her credit cards had been maxed out. Years of saving and building up credit had all gone down the drain when she told Brian Cassidy she no longer wanted to see him. She never thought he would lash out at her the way he did.

The bills were piling up, and working at the diner was the only life she had at this point. Whenever she wasn't working, she was sleeping. The way she figured it, she could start going out to the movies again when she turned forty-five. Little did she know, somebody else had other plans for her.

The next morning, Olivia walked into the diner and pulled on her apron and name tag before Alex came in from the front. "Hey Liv, your dad is here with some hottie hunk in your section. He's been here for twenty minutes waiting for you to take his order."

Olivia smiled before grabbing her notepad. "Of course." She walked out front and stopped when she saw the blue eyed stranger sitting across the table from her father. The man was wearing a clean cut suit with a bright red tie while her father was wearing what looked like his jogging gear. She chuckled as she came up to the table and kissed her father's cheek. "Hi Daddy."

"Hi sweetheart!" Don smiled up at her before taking her hand into his and kissing the back of it. "I hope you're ready to write down a big order. It's a business breakfast."

Olivia smiled. "You own a huge successful company and you bring your potential backers here?"

"It's not that bad. It has a certain charm to it." The man grinned up at her, his blue eyes shining with the sunlight hitting him through the window shades.

Don let out a whole hearted laugh before taking a sip of his coffee. "Liv, honey, this is Elliot Stabler. He is the President of that construction company downtown that went national a while ago."

"Oh yeah, the one you've been raving about for the past three months." Olivia grinned before extending her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Stabler."

He smiled at her before shaking her hand. "Call me Elliot. It's nice to meet you too, Olivia. I have been hearing about you for quite some time. If your father isn't telling me about business, he's telling me about you."

Olivia rolled her eyes and hit her father's shoulder playfully. "Daddy, you really shouldn't be talking about me."

"I have enough friends to talk about my daughter while working." Don said before grabbing her notepad and pen. "I'll just write down my order."

"Do you want your tomato juice?" Olivia asked before seeing her father nod. She turned to Elliot. "What can I get you to drink?"

Elliot shook his head before lifting up his coffee mug. "The coffee is fine, thanks."

Olivia nodded before heading to the back to get her father's usual drink. She yelped when she felt a hand on her ass. "So, what's he like?"

"Alex! Stop touching my ass when a hot guy comes in." Olivia scolded her before grabbing a glass. "I've only met him three minutes ago. I hardly spoke to him."

"Well stop talking to your father and start talking to him. You're what, twenty-four? Find a man, hon." Alex said putting a hand on her hip.

Olivia chuckled putting the tomato juice back in the fridge. "I really don't think I should take marriage advice from a girl who is twenty- three and already going through her third divorce."

Alex shrugged. "I don't like to be tied down." She walked out of the kitchen with a coffee pot and mugs while Olivia waited for her father to wave to her with his order ready, already knowing exactly what he wanted.

"So, do you want to go out for drinks?" Alex asked counting her tips on the counter.

Olivia put hers into the pocket of her sweatshirt. "No, I need every last penny. I'm sinking here, Alex. I need a miracle."

Alex sighed. "I understand. I wish I could kill that Brian guy. You used to be so much more fun before him." Olivia rolled her eyes. "Well, you're fun now, but you don't have fun yourself. Although, I don't know what devices you use at home."

"Alex!" Olivia scolded through her giggling.

"Hey, sometimes a girl needs her own devices." Alex stated before leaning back on the stool she was sitting on. "I'm just saying that you are always stressing out about money and bills. Your life is passing you by and you seem oblivious to it."

Olivia scratched the back of her head. "Trust me. I'm not oblivious to it. I miss my old self. I miss having money. I just can't swing it right now. Brian cleaned me out. He didn't even close my accounts at the bank. They give your service charges for having your balance under a certain amount. I just have more things to pay every way I turn."

Alex sighed. "Why don't you move in with me? Half of my rent has to be cheaper than that little studio apartment you're living in."

"I don't want my father to know I'm in trouble." Olivia said sitting herself on the counter. "I love him and I know he would never hold it over my head, but I would feel the need to pay it back. Paying it off myself will make me feel better about it in the long run."

"But, like you said, you are drowning. What are you going to do when it's too late to save you?" Alex questioned.

Olivia shrugged. "I'll see what happens when the sharks come to get me."

Olivia was brushing the last of her teeth when there was a knock on her apartment door. "What the hell?" She whispered to herself before spitting and hurrying to her door. Looking through the peep hole, her eyes widened to find Elliot Stabler standing on the other side. She opened the door. "Elliot? What are you doing here?"

"Can I come in?" Elliot asked looking past her to the small apartment inside.

"Um," Olivia stuttered before looking behind her herself. For what she had, the apartment didn't look too bad. It just looked empty. "I guess." She closed the door behind him and turned to look at him, flipping on the light as she did so. "Can I get you something to drink?" She didn't really know what to do. Never in her life had one of her father's business associates come to her front door asking for entry.

Elliot shook his head. "No, but thanks." He glanced around the small apartment and settled on sitting on the mini fridge. "I have a proposition for you."

"For me?" Olivia questioned. "Why me?"

"Because, I'm looking at working with your father and in researching him, I had to research you as well." Elliot stated calmly. "I know about your current financial situation."

Olivia felt the blood flood to her cheeks. "What financial situation?"

"Ms. Benson, you are sleeping on an air mattress next to a box TV. I think you know what kind of financial situation you are in." Elliot stated with a small smirk. It wasn't the kind of cocky smirk that most men would carry, his was the one that a father would use to scold his small child. "This is going to sound strange-"

Olivia lifted up her hand to stop him from speaking. "It's already strange. You looked at my financials. I'm not tied to my father money wise at all."

"Yes, but you are related to him. With the amount of debt you are in, any father would pay everything they could to get their child out of trouble." Elliot explained before crossing her arms over his chest. "I know that you haven't told him about your debt yet, even though it continues to bury you."

"I'd really like it if you'd leave my apartment now." Olivia said putting her hand back on her doorknob.

Elliot shook his head. "Not until you hear my deal."

Olivia sighed and moved over the counter before pushing herself up onto it, pulling her legs up as well before leaning forward. "What is your proposition?"

"You will marry me."

"What?!" Olivia nearly screamed.

Elliot held up his hands. "In exchange, I will pay off your debt, give you a decent place to stay, and I won't inform your father of your current situation."

Olivia's eyes widened. "You wouldn't do that. That's none of his business."

"In the world of business, everything is everybody's business." Elliot said bluntly.

Olivia ran a hand through her hair. "Why would you want to marry me?"

Elliot shrugged. "You're a pretty girl and I need a wife." He saw her eyes widen again. "It looks better for me as a business man to be well rounded. Right now, all my business sees is a hard working boss. Once upon a time, that was all a man had to be, but now people like a successful family man. I'm not saying that you have to be my wife in all aspects."

"Well, I should hope so." Olivia muttered.

"But, I will need you to quit that diner job. If people find out my wife is working at a diner, it will look like my company is going under. I will need you to attend parties and other social events with me. There will be a lot for you to do as my wife." Elliot explained.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "And, why would I want to marry you?"

Elliot smirked again, this time a cocky one. "Because, I can make every stress in your life disappear." He pulled out a paper from the pocket of his jeans and unfolded it. "All you need to do is sign this. Once it is filed, you and I will be Mr. and Mrs. Stabler."

"This sounds more like a business deal than a marriage." Olivia stated.

"That's because this is a business deal." Elliot said before pulling out a pen. "So, yes or no, honey?"

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