I don't own anything except my characters… Which is Kay Martin and then all the perps and children and other people that have not been named yet. I hope for this one to be a longer story and all. I just want some reviews and stuff to let me know that people are actually reading this and not for my own entertainment. Um... Lotsa chapters there will be. I make my chapters shorter, but they're well detailed. This is going to be a story with twists in it and stuff too. So, yea, just review. If I get a review soon, I'll pull up the next chapter, It's sitting right next to me as I type this one up.

Pairings:

Elliot Stabler/Olivia Benson, as usual!

Kay Martin/Don Cragen, new pairing!

I might throw either a John Munch/? or Odafin Tutola/?, I'm not sure yet... What do you guys think?

Don't Hold Back

Kay's Apartment; 8:00 pm

It was dark, well of course it would be… I was night time. But being in New York just made everything feel… drier. Kay couldn't quite put her finger on it, but the city had something that made it stand out. It's popularity, duh. She mentally slapped herself and kept looking out the window, She was watching the sky line as the light disappeared. The November air was trickling through the window she looked out of. Kay could feel it brushing on her arm. It made her hair on the back of her neck stand up.

Kay lived on the third story of an apartment flat. It wasn't the best, but it was all she could find on such a short notice from when she moved about three months ago from Chicago. It wasn't to far from the precinct and it seems that she's been pulling more all nighters and sleeping there instead of her apartment. The flat was a pretty large studio and with a single bathroom that was to small to her liking. Kay turned around from the window and nearly tripped as Coil, her cat decided to wrap around her ankles.

"Damn cat" she huffed under her breath catching herself. She set her coffee cup down and gave a light cough into her elbow. She pondered if she was coming down with something, but so far all she had was a dry cough, no sneezing, running nose, or any other symptoms, so she shrugged it off.

Precinct; 7:00 am

"You and your damn conspiracies, John" Kay mumbled under her breath. Apparently John had heard that, he came back with "At least I can enjoy the simper things in life" After that statement he took a nice big bite out of his jelly filled doughnut.

"You know that little rumor that goes around about us cops eating doughnuts, John? You just make it true. You're giving us a bad name." Kay said to him putting her hands together. John rolled his eyes in response.

"Hey, when you two are done bickering, you wanna join the rest of us?" Finn asked looking over some pictures and across the lunch table to John.

"I'd rather not look at kiddie porn, thank you" Kay said picking up a stack of pictures and putting a sneer on her face in disgust.

"I'll second that motion" Olivia said throwing a few to the side "What kind of benefits do you get taking pictures like these, Or even enjoyment?" Finn raised a brow to Olivia.

"Olivia, you should know the answer to that. You've only been working in the unit longer than I have" Finn said setting some of the photos down in front of him and staring her down.

"What's that, ten years?" John asked Finn jokingly through a mouthful of dough.

"Hey, if you want to talk about old age, old man, I don't mind. I think we'd know who would win with your old, boney, wrinkly, ass". Kay and Olivia smirked as John took another bite out of his doughnut and slopped some on his chin. "I hope you choke" Finn added standing up. Jon pretended to choke and grabbed for his neck with a real dumb smile on his face. "Real cute" Finn said turning away towards the stairs. Just then Cragen reached the top stairs and looked over the small group and then to Finn as he approached the stairs.

"Tutola, you're not leaving us, are you?" He asked blocking the way.

"Miss a date with you, Boss? Never" He said mockingly. He pushed Cragens' arm aside and went down the stairs. Cragen turned to us.

"Why is he so pissey?". Olivia pointed at John and Kay avoided Johns gaze as he shoved the rest of his doughnut in his mouth sending more down his chin.

"I don't think this is much of a joke" Cragen said to John as he threw some of the photos at his chest "Get me something I can use, Munch". John rolled his eyes and swallowed. He picked up a napkin and wiped his chin off.

"You guys need to get a funny bone" He said standing up and stretching.

"We can use one from your ass" Olivia said joining him. John rolled his eyes again.

"Come on, Liv. I'll get you some coffee". Olivia and John turned down to the spiraling stairs. Kay turned to Cragen.

"I've looked through every photo, Don. I haven't found anything of use" She said tossing more to another pile on the table. Cragen sighed and ran his hands along his head. No hair there Kay thought. A smile protruded onto her lips.

"What's funny?" He asked rifling through more of the kiddie porn.

"No hair" Kay said tracing her finger along the edge of the table. Cragen didn't have any hair, well he was bald but he kept it shaved down. Kay's hair on the other hand was shoulder length and dyed auburn. She couldn't stand her blanch brown hair at all. It was so boring. She liked some stuff pepped up. Like her job. But working on the Special Victims had more than enough pep to it. Way more than enough.

Kay turned her mind back to the photos. There had to be something that her eyes must of not have caught yet. Most of them were of three different Mexican girls. They didn't know their names or where they were. The photo's came in a big manilla envelope and said 'From in N.Y.C.'. From some bike messenger. A photo caught her eye, it had something white on a counter in the picture, Kay reached for it. And at the same time, Cragen reached for the same one. Their hands touched and both of them stared at the hands. A light switch finally flipped in her head and she pulled her hand back to her chest. Her ears went hot at the tips.

The hell? She thought picking another photo. Cragen cleared his throat.

"Did you see something?" Wait, see what? Our hands touch? "On the photo?" Kay felt his gaze on her.

"Uh, yea… The paper on it. It has something on the top. It's on the counter". Kay saw Cragens' hand take the photo. He stood up and turned to her. "I'm going to get this down to trace or…" his voice trailed off as he played with the photo. Kay looked up at him, his cheeks were a bit flushed. "I'll get you if we find anything then". Kay shook her head and turned back to the photos pretending to look through them. 'Get a hold of yourself, Martin' she thought through her head as she noticed her hands were shaking a bit.