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HONK HONK! The sound of traffic and cursing met Detective Elliot Stabler's ears when he stepped out of his apartment building.

Geez, he thought. Doesn't anyone get up on the right side of the bed in New York? Shaking his head, he stepped off the curb and walked around to the driver's side of his SUV.

He was unlocking the door when a loud, close-sounding horn startled him. He jumped, dropped his keys, and barely missed being gored by a delivery truck. He flattened himself against the side of his vehicle as the truck zoomed past him, the driver shouting obscenities at him through his open window.

"Yeah, same to you!" Elliot yelled.

He quickly jumped in his truck and pulled out into the stream of traffic leaving Queens. He yawned widely. At 6:30 in the morning, all he wanted to be doing was sleeping. But a New York City police officer had about as much of a chance being mugged as he did getting a full night's sleep.

Detective Olivia Benson arrived at the 16th Precinct in Manhattan at 7:30. She went to the coffee pot and picked up a mug. Then she had a thought.

"Hey," she yelled to the officers around her. "Who made the coffee this morning?"

"Munch," came the simultaneous reply. She scoffed and put the mug back. No wonder the pot was full!

Detective John Munch looked offended as he walked up. "I don't see what the big deal is," he said.

To prove his point, he poured himself a cup and gulped it. "Tastes fine to me."

"It would," she retorted, going to her desk. It was a well-known fact around the Special Victims Unit squad room that John Munch made the world's worst coffee. As she took off her coat, she looked around pitifully. "Anybody making a Starbucks run?"

Elliot arrived at 8:30. He sat down at his desk with his mail in one hand and a coffee mug in the other. Olivia looked at his mug.

"Where did you get that?" she asked warily.

He looked at her like she was crazy. "The pot, duh," he answered, setting aside his mail. When he lifted his mug to his mouth, she shot forward and grabbed it.

"You don't wanna drink that," she said, lowering it.

"What?" he asked surprised. "Why?"

"Munch made it."

His eyes widened and he let her have it. She sat it in the middle of their desks, and they both backed away as if it would spontaneously combust at any given moment.

"Oh, will you give me a break?" Munch said, exasperated.

His partner, Odafin Tutuola, snickered. Munch shot him a death glare and he returned it, undaunted.

"Children." Captain Donald Cragen stepped into the room. "Shut up about the damn coffee and get to work." He was hiding a smile.

"Say, Captain," Elliot said. "Have you by any chance tasted Munch's coffee?"

"No way," he said. "I don't have a death wish."

That sent Elliot, Olivia, and Fin into peals of laughter. He turned and went back to his office, grinning.

"You guys suck," Munch declared, starting on a report.

"Hey, did you hear that, Olivia?" Elliot asked proudly as he got up. "We suck!"

She knocked her fist with his, laughing. He dumped the coffee pot and started a fresh brew. She went through her own mail.

"So, Liv," he said. "You got anything to do this weekend?"

She looked at him, amused. Elliot and his weekends. He acted like they were sacred.

They had barely finished one and he was already making plans for the next.

"Gee, I don't know, Elliot," she said sarcastically. It was only Tuesday. "Why?"

"I have a whole attic full of boxes that I need to put into storage. I haven't touched them since…."

The divorce, she finished silently for him.

"So if you're not busy and want to spend a day with your favorite partner…"

"We'll see," she said, smiling.

She was already making a mental note to be there. Elliot was her best friend. He had been knocked down with his recent divorce and was still struggling. She hated to see him hurt. She would walk on water for him, and he knew it.

"Hey…" he said slyly. "If it's really hot up there, I'll let you see me with my shirt off!"

She made a face at him, and he laughed.

So…who's ready for another dose? I told you I'd be back…hey, have I ever lied to you? You should know by now that I will never reveal too much in a single chapter, so stay tuned for the adventure as it unfolds!