Disclaimer - I own the story you are about to read. This is another song fic, but done a little different. Dick Wolf owns the SVU gang. The song used is Here We Go Again by Demi Lovato.

I'll babble about this at the end. So enjoy!

It was a cold, windy December night. The streets of Manhattan are flooded with tourists, college students of the area, and civilians, a little more than usual. The holiday season is here and everyone in New York City is out buying Christmas gifts, decorations, and anything else needed for the holidays.

She walked down the street of Manhattan, observing the people around her. She passed by a few houses and took in the site before her. Families have already begun decorating their houses for Christmas. She stopped to look at her favorite house on the street. Colorful string lights outlined the entire house. The border around each window and door was covered with lights. The lawn was covered in little reindeers and one blow-up sleigh, Santa Claus sitting inside with an elf. On the porch sat a little plastic snowman. She smiled and continued her walk home.

Christmas was always a special time for her as an adult. She was never able to celebrate the holiday as a child, but as an adult, the spirit and happiness she had from her friends and co-workers closed that hole she had in her heart. However, this Christmas will be a little different, which was a great thing for her. However, it was also a bad thing.

After walking a few more blocks, she finally arrived at her apartment building. The doorman gave the woman a smile as he opened the door for her. "Good evening, detective Benson."

"Hello, Harry. Thanks for the door." She said as she walked in quickly.

"You're welcome. Done working for the night?"

"I sure hope so. It's been a while since I have been able to come home early." She said with a smile.

"It's a new record, home at five o'clock." Harry exclaimed as he looked down at his watch.

"Yes it is. Well, enjoy your evening, Harry."

"Thank you, detective. You go do the same." Harry waved good-bye and returned to his post.

Olivia smiled as she made her way to the staircase. She climbed the stairs until she reached the fourth floor. The floor looked very festive with the Christmas lights and decorations that were put up earlier this month. She stood in front of her door and took her keys out from her pocket. She placed the key into the key hole and unlocked the door.

She stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind her. She took her coat off and tossed it on the couch, along with her scarf, gloves and hat. She ran her fingers through her long, wavy hair as she walked to the kitchen counter. She moved the answering machine over and pressed the big black button.

You have one new message, the machine said. Olivia pressed another button to listen to the voicemail.

"Hey, Liv. Can't wait for our date tonight. I've missed you all day." Olivia smiled as she listened to the husky voice in the message. "I'll be over around six. I even picked up a bottle of your favorite wine. See you soon, babe."

Olivia pressed another button on the machine to delete the message. She moved the machine back to its original spot and walked into the bedroom to get ready for her date.

Over the past few months, she has been in a deep hole. As her co-workers would say, she wasn't "herself" in a sense. Fortunately, one lucky guy was able to get her out of that hole. Deep down inside, she still felt like something was missing, but she has been able to think past that and enjoy herself with what is going on in her life now.

Fifty-five minutes later, Olivia finished showering and went to her room with make-up on and hair done with soft curls that sat on her shoulders. She wore a dark red dress that hugged every curve on her body in the right way. The dress was a halter top and it ended just a little above her knees. She opened her closet to grab a pair of black stiletto heels. She quickly put them on her feet and then walked over to her dresser.

She opened a drawer in her jewelry box and pulled out a pair of gold hoop earrings. She put one in her left ear, then one in her right. She opened another drawer and pulled out two gold chains. She put one on first. She then grabbed the second chain and put it on. She fixed the chain so the gold pendent was in front. She glanced at her necklace in the mirror. The second necklace she put on was very precious to her. It was a small Marine medal that had the words "Semper Fi" engraved on it. She smiled as she began checking herself out in the mirror, making sure she looked perfect.

Olivia walked out the bedroom and went into the kitchen. She walked to the stove and opened the oven door. The roast chicken she was cooking was almost done. She closed the door and checked the pots that sat on the stove.

"Perfect. The mashed potatoes are ready to go, the corn is almost done, and the gravy seems hot enough." She commented as she glanced at each pot. She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out two wine glasses. She sat them on the counter and she went to another cabinet, pulling out two plates. She walked to the small dinner table and sat the plates down. She grabbed two plate mats off the island counter and placed them on the table, with the plates sitting on top. She walked back over to the stove and opened a drawer next to it, pulling out two sets of silverware. She grabbed the wine glasses and walked over to set those on the table.

She ran to the bedroom and came back with two candles. She sat them on the table as she grabbed a pack of matches that sat in a small basket on the island counter. She lit one match and lit the two candles.

Her doorbell began ringing as soon as she blew the match out. She walked over to the call box and pressed the button without asking who it was. She walked back to the island counter and threw the matches in the basket.

Olivia glanced at the clock on the microwave and it said 6:00. "Right on time." She smiled.

A few minutes later, she heard a few knocks on the door. She walked over and opened the door for her date.

"You look stunning, Liv." The man complimented.

"Thank you." Olivia replied with a grin. The man was dressed in a pair of black dress slacks. He had a red collar shirt and black suit jacket on. "You look great as well." She stepped aside to let the man in. She closed the door and turned around to see the man standing right behind her.

She cupped his face into her hands and planted a kiss on his lips. He moaned softly as he deepened the kiss.

Olivia pulled back and smiled. "Why don't we save that for dessert?"

"What did you cook? It seems very good." The man said as he sat the wine on the counter.

"Roast chicken. I also made mashed potatoes and corn."

"It all sounds great, Liv." The man opened a door to pull out a corkscrew for the wine. The cork came right out with ease. "Want a glass now?"

"Yes, definitely." Olivia walked to the table and grabbed the wine glasses. She stood in front of the man and held the two glasses in front of her.

The man poured the red wine into the glasses and sat the bottle down once he was done. She gave him a glass and they lightly hit their glasses together. They gave each other a smile and took a sip of the wine together.

The bell on the stove went off seconds later. "Looks like we can eat now." Olivia sat her glass down as she grabbed two oven mitts. The man carried his and her glasses to the table and sat them down.

"Here, give me that and you get the corn and potatoes." The man reached his arms out as Olivia passed the pan of chicken to him. He sat the pan in the middle of the table, in between the two lit candles.

Olivia walked over and sat the pot of mashed potatoes, corn, and gravy on the table. The couple sat down and smiled at each other.

"Let's eat!" Olivia said.

After an hour filling up on the wonderful dinner Olivia cooked, she and the man cuddled on the couch to settle down. They had another glass of wine each sitting on the coffee table. Olivia was wrapped up in the man's arms, her head tucked under his chin. She slowly shifted herself so she was looking at his eyes. She grinned as she slowly moved towards his face, placing her lips on his. He wrapped his arms around her toned body, moving his hands up and down her back. She moaned softly as his tongue begged for access. She gladly accepted as they wrestled their tongues against each other. Olivia let out a small laugh and he grinned. He deepened the kiss, making it more passionate. He cupped her ass with his hands, giving it a light pinch. She groaned quietly, fighting his mouth for more. His hands quickly traveled to her chest, giving each breast a small squeeze.

Olivia moved herself so she sat on top of the man, him lying on his back on the couch. She took his suit jacket off, throwing it into the arm chair on the side. She quickly began kissing him as she began unbuttoning his shirt. Their fun was quickly interrupted as her cell phone began ringing from the kitchen.

"Ugh, you have to be kidding me…" She said with a growl.

Olivia got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen. The man sat up and walked over, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Benson." She said as she picked up.

"Hi, sorry to disturb your evening Liv, but we got a new case." Captain Don Cragen said on the other line.

"No, no, it's okay, cap. What do we have?" she said with a little hint of aggravation in her voice.

"Rape homicide on south 47th and 3rd street. CSI is already on the scene."

"Okay, be there soon." She hung up the call and placed the phone on the counter. She turned around to face her date. "I have to go..."

"It's fine, Liv. We can always continue this later." He said as he placed a kiss on her forehead.

"You can stay if you want."

"No, it's okay. I can head to the office and get some work done. Just give me a call when you're free."

"Sounds good. I'm going to go change real quick." Olivia ran into the bedroom to change clothes. She threw on a pair of jeans, boots, her favorite blue collar shirt, and coat. She grabbed her badge, gun, and car keys and walked back into the living room.

She and the man walked to the door. He opened it, letting her out. He closed the door behind them, making sure the door was locked. They took the stairs down to the first floor, hand in hand. Once they walked out the building, they turned to each other and gave each other a quick kiss.

"I'll see you later, Olivia."

"Yep… sorry again about our date ending so short." She said with a sympathetic look.

"Don't worry about it, babe. I can make up for the lost time." He said with a smirk. "I love you, Liv."

"I love you too, Dean. Have fun filling out paperwork." She said with a laugh.

"Please Liv. It's FBI paperwork. There's no fun in that, whatsoever."

"Unless you think about me." She said with a wink.

"You are something else, Benson."

"So are you, Porter. I'll call you later." The two gave each other another kiss good-bye and went their opposite ways. Olivia climbed into her police car and turned it on, along with the police lights and siren. She then took off into Manhattan, heading for the crime scene.

AHA! Didn't think the man was Dean Porter, did you? Don't worry, I have my reasons. I listened to this song yesterday and this new idea instantly popped in my head so I'm kinda happy with what I have planned. I needed a small break from the other story (and if you haven't read it yet, it's called How Strong Do You Think I Am?. So check it out!) Anyway, review and stay tuned!