The next morning Olivia woke up, and half-asleep she reached for Amanda beside her. When she didn't feel her, Olivia opened her eyes and remembered that Amanda left the night before.

"Duh, what would we have told Noah, and the babysitters?" she wondered aloud. She looked at the clock, she had ten minutes left before her alarm went off. Olivia grabbed her phone from the bedside table and grinned at the screen.

"Good morning, my dear xo" a text from Amanda read. Olivia texted her back.

"Good morning! I can't wait to see you today" along with a kissy emoji. She scrolled through her social media for the remaining time she had left before having to get up.

Every morning she got up at 5:30. She ate breakfast, showered, got ready, and at 6:30 woke Noah up, and then dropped him off at school at 7:30. Olivia dragged herself out of bed and fixed herself a cup of coffee, a granola bar and banana. Then it was time for her to shower. She eyed her naked body in the mirror and grinned at the sight. For fifty years old she looked pretty damn good. She stepped into the steaming shower and let the hot water wash over. She thought about last night with Noah, how he had behaved. She was going to talk to him this morning. Was this the beginning of something? Was sweet Noah being replaced by a moody, more irritable Noah? Olivia hoped not. She got ready and then got Noah up. He whined and hid under the covers but Olivia pulled them off of the bed.

"Noah, I don't want to argue this morning. Get up, now. I'll fix you cereal and a glass of orange juice." He looked at her for a second and finally got up. While he used the bathroom Olivia poured his juice and fixed him a bowel of Cheerios. He sulked into the kitchen and sat down and started to eat. "Here are your vitamins," Olivia said and he took them. "Noah, I really don't appreciate what happened last night," she said sitting beside him. Noah didn't respond and continued eating. "Look at me," Olivia said in a more stern tone. He looked up at her, those brown eyes melting her heart. How could such a sweet face act the way he had? "You hurt my feelings." He was quiet for a moment.

"I'm sorry, " he whispered. Olivia managed a small smiled and stroked his hair.

"Thank you. I don't ever want you to push me like that again, do you understand?" He nodded. "I know I don't get to spend as much time with you as you'd like, it's hard for me, too, but that doesn't mean you get to yell or push. When you're angry or upset, use your words." Olivia spoke in a gentle voice.

"Are you mad at me?" Noah asked.

"I'm not mad, baby. I just don't want it to happen again. I love you, you know that right?" He nodded and hugged Olivia.

"I love you, too," and he gave Olivia a kiss on the cheek. After Noah finished breakfast he got ready and Olivia helped him pick out clothes, and at 7:30 he was running up to the main doors of his school. Olivia smiled, satisfied with how the talk had went. She arrived at work after stopping at Starbucks.

She said good morning to her detectives, noticing that Amanda wasn't there yet. Usually she would complain at one of them being late, but she decided to let it slide this time. And plus, it was her girlfriend.

Olivia put her glasses on and settled at her desk, then noticed Amanda come in.

"Lieu is gonna be pissed that you're late," Fin said, leaning back in his chair."

"Yeah, like you're never late," Amanda muttered. She put her stuff down and Olivia peeked her head out of her office.

"Good morning, Rollins," she said with a smile. Amanda smiled back and gave a small wave.

"'Morning, Liv." Finn's mouth dropped open in shock that Olivia hadn't said anything about her being later. Him and Carisi looked at each other, both thinking the same thing. Fin got up from his desk and went to Olivia's office.

"Is there a reason you're not getting onto her for being late?" he asked, feeling a bit miffed. She looked up at him through her glasses.

"She's only ten minutes late, Fin. Don't worry about her," she said.

"I just think it's fair that she gets a warning or something," he said rubbing his neck. Usually when they would be late Olivia would question them, and if they didn't have a reasonable excuse for their absence then she would give them desk duty for the day, if, of course, they were needed on a case that required all of them.

"Go to work, Fin," Olivia said. Fin left and then Olivia called Amanda in her office. She shut the door and looked out the window to see Fin and Carisi watching them.

"They're pissed I'm not getting onto you for being late, so," Olivia wagged her finger at Amanda. "Don't be late again, and you look fucking cute," she said in an authorative tone. Amanda giggled and nodded.

"It won't happen again, Lieu," she said and went to work.

Later that day Olivia got a call from Brooklyn High School. A teen boy had been found after school, badly beaten up and with blood on the back of his pants. A coach had found him and police and ambulance were on the scene. Olivia and Carisi rushed to check it out.

"What have we got?" Olivia asked as the boy was sitting in the back of the ambulance while his wounds were tended to.

"18 year old Luke Sanderson. He was found under the bleachers by the football coach, trembling and bruised, with blood on the back of his pants. He won't tell us what happened," the EMT explained. Olivia nodded.

"Thank you," she said and her and Carisi went over to Luke.

"Hi, Luke. I'm Lieutenant Olivia Benson, and this is detective Sonny Carisi. Can you tell us what happened?" Olivia asked him. Luke shook his head and wiped his tears.

"I'm fine," he muttered. Olivia frowned.

"You're not fine, though. You've been seriously hurt, and we can help you," she assured him.

"Who did this to you?" Carisi asked.

"I'm fine I said! Let me go!" Luke stood up from the ambulance but Olivia placed a hand on his arm.

"We need to get you to a hospital. Why don't I ride with you?" she said.

"Whatever," Luke said carefully touching his bandaged nose. Olivia turned to Carisi.

"Go speak to the coach who found him, alright? And ask if he will be willing to give a DNA sample so we can rule him out," she said quietly.

"Got it, Lieu." Olivia and Luke rode in the ambulance to the hospital where a doctor took a better look at his injuries. Olivia had told him about Luke's bloody pants and so the doctor asked Luke if he could take a look.

"No! That's disgusting!" Luke shouted.

"Luke, please tell me, what happened?" Olivia pleaded. Luke burst into tears.

"I... I was raped, ok! Just do your stupid fucking exam!" he shouted at the doctor. The doctor nodded to Olivia who gave a small smile and stepped out of the hospital room. She called Carisi.

"What'd the coach say?"

"He said he was going to the field to set up for practice when he head crying and whimpering. He found Luke, who was shaking. He was quiet, didn't answer any questions, was in total shock."

"That's understandable. Did you swab him?"

"Yeah. He questioned why at first but understood that it was standard procedure and didn't give me any problem."

"Good. Luke finally admitted that he was raped and the doctor is doing a rape kit now. I'll keep you posted." She hung up and an hour later the doctor came back.

"There were anal fissures and traces of semen that I've sent off to the lab along with his clothes. He also has a concussion, so he may not be able to remember everything that happened, not at first."

"Ok, thanks doc." Olivia went back into the hospital room where Luke was dressed in a hospital gown. "Luke, can I call your parents, have them come up here? They could bring some clothes and-"

"No! They can't know!" Luke shouted shaking his head violently. Olivia sat down in a chair.

"They can't know what? That you were raped?" Tears streamed down the teenager's face.

"That I'm...that I'm...gay..." he whispered. Olivia wrote this down and smiled comfortingly at Luke.

"Ok. There's nothing wrong with that." Luke scoffed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Whatever."

"So, your parents don't know you're gay. Does anyone know?" Luke was quiet for a moment.

"My best friend, Trish. And she...she said she'd never tell anyone!" Luke yelled and winced in pain, bringing a hand to his head. "She promised she wouldn't tell anyone," he said choking back his tears.

"Did she?"

"She told him," Luke said crying.

"Who, Luke? Who did she tell?" She asked in a concerned voice.

"She told Blake! The guy I like!"

"And is he the one who did this to you?"

"I don't know. Honestly," he said and Olivia nodded.

"What is Blake's last name?"

"If I tell you that then he'll know I told and then..."

"Luke, whoever did this to you, they shouldn't get away with it. What happened to you is horrible, and if Blake is the one who did this, then he needs to be held responsible," Olivia said. Luke was quiet for a moment but then answered Olivia's question.

"Blake Williams," he said with a sigh.

"Thank you, Luke, for telling me." Olivia smiled and then Luke's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and his eyes widened.

"It's my mom," he said starting to panic.

"Answer it. We don't have to tell her you're gay but having support during a time like this is really important. She's your mom and she deserves to know what happened to you," Olivia said. Luke let the phone ring two more times.

"You answer it," he said and handed the phone to Olivia.

"Hi, Ms. Sanderson? This is Lieutenant Olivia Benson. Your son is at Mercy Hsopital... Overall he is okay but you need to come here, and bring a change of clothes. Why?" Olivia didn't want to say "Because your son was raped and his clothes are being sent to the lab for evidence," so instead she said, "Please, Ms. Sanderson. He may need to stay overnight." That was basically a lie. "Here, you can talk to him yourself, he's okay." Olivia handed the phone back and Luke talked to her.

Meanwhile, Olivia left the room and called Fin explaining what happened. He ordered for him and Amanda to go to Luke's school and see about a student named Blake Williams. With her head in her hands, Olivia's heart hurt for the young teen who did this. His best friend had betrayed his trust. And was Luke raped because he's gay?