Okay new day so new story for me, LOL. Seriously though I don't even know exactly how this came to me, I think I got a lot of the inspiration from a song by LeAnn Rimes called Something's Gotta Give. In fact I did!

So anyhow…

Summary: Olivia is not getting any younger, she is sick of pointless and disastrous first dates. One night she decides she has to find Mr. Right, she just doesn't count on how hard that is going to be. She once heard a relationship can be determined by the first kiss.

Not your typical SVU story but hopefully some entertainment, this is one for the ladies...

Part in italics is a flashback.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that you have seen on SVU.

Chapter 1

Olivia walked into the squad room with a huge smile on her face and a skip in her stride. She had had another great date with Mac last night. They had finally talked about what she did for a living and he hadn't got freaked out or made up an emergency that he forgot about and had to rush out to attend too nor had he got way to enthusiastic about the subject and asked for all the gory details.

After their meal they had gone back to her place and consummated their relationship in a way that still had her stomach doing flips and her mind racing just from the memories.

"I guess your date went well?" Elliot asked.

"Better than well, we're going out on our fourth date tonight." She said proudly. It may have been sad but it was the longest relationship she'd had in well, months.

"He knows where you work yet?" Elliot asked her from behind the pile of paper work he was sorting through.

"Yep, we discussed it last night. It didn't bother him one way or the other." She said as she began on her paper work.

Suddenly her phone rang. She answered in the usual way, just chirpier. "Benson, SVU." Elliot looked up to see who the call may be from. "Hey Mac, you left my place yet?" She asked him. "You could have stayed you' know." She said.

Elliot looked down at his paper work but continued listening to her conversation, as wrong as he knew it was.

"So where are…" He looked up as she was obviously cut off. He watched as her smile began to fade and the usual 'I'll get on with it' face came back.

"Yea me too. Thanks. Yea you too." She said. "Dumb-ass…" She muttered under her breath as she slammed her phone down.

Elliot just looked at her. He wasn't waiting for an explanation and he wasn't about to say I told you so but he wanted her to know he was there if she wanted to talk about what had obviously being her just getting dumped, again.

She continued with paper work for a second then looked at him. "Okay you were right he was just after sex, but hey he would like for us to grab a coffee sometime." She said before she her returned to paper work.

"Liv if that's all he wanted then more fool him." He said.

Olivia looked up at with as hurt look on her face. "That came out wrong." He said. "What I meant was he's missing out on what he could have. You're a great person and you're going to find you Mr. Right." He told her.

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So after having a day that had officially sucked she was now at home, curled up on the couch with another cheesy chick'flic throwing it in her face that she was single and lonely and had once again been dumped by yet another prick.

She snatched the remote control from off of the coffee table and turned the TV off and switched the stereo on instead. She flopped her head back against the couch as she listened to what she recognized as LeAnn Rimes.

Jenny's got a job, a cat named Jake,
31 candles on her birthday cake
Next year

Thought by now she'd have a man
Two car seats and a minivan
But it still ain't here (hey!)

She got up and walked into the kitchen to grab the bottle of wine so she could top her glass up. Still she listened to the song though, the words seemed to be calling out to her, almost mocking her.

She's been lookin' for Mr. Right so long
But all she's found is Mr. Wrong
That's the pitts

She's drawn a line that she won't cross
Her and time are facing off
She says something's gotta give

"Amen sister." She said as she walked across her apartment back to her reasonably comfy couch

Something's gotta give me butterflies
Something's gotta make me feel alive
Something's gotta give me dreams at night
Something's gotta make me feel alright
I don't know where it is
But something's gotta give

She shut the stereo off. Like she needed another reminder her love life sucked.

She slumped down into the couch and thought about things. She knew it was no secret that she was not getting any younger, not that she looked as old as she was, which wasn't old but she couldn't help but think she should have accomplished a bit more than what she had by now.

The words in the song were kind of right. She had hoped to have been married with two kids and pulling carpool runs by now. So it made her feel like a bum as she realized she was single and still living in a flat that you couldn't be able to swing a kitten in let a lone a cat.

She looked at the glass in her hand, there was no way she was going to meet a guy and fall in love and get married and have kids and live happily ever after if she stunk of Chardonnay.

She stood up and walked in to the kitchen and poured the drink away. It was only 9.30. She picked up her phone and rang the only person she could think of to go out with.

"Casey its Liv. Get ready we're going out." She said.

She hung up the phone and ran into her room to find something to change.

She knew there was someone out there for everybody and she was going to find her someone. The first kiss would be all she needed to know whether or not they were the right person or at least worth a second chance.


What do you think? It's purely just for fun, but it's a problem we all face.

Sort of, just a laugh.

Thanks for reading. Please review.