I love Law and Order, so I'm writing this fic. So basically, the SS Tipton docks in New York Harbor, and someone aboard the ship is murdered. Since New York County has jurisdiction, Detective Lennie Briscoe and Ed Green come to investigate. And if you don't know Law and Order, it's okay! This story is awesome, so you can read it anyway.

Cody walked up to the Sky Deck. He was as hungry as ever, and he needed some smoothies to calm him down. He had just finished a 30 page long essay on the influence of corn in early America. He needed a break. Luckily, he saw Zack, Bailey, and Woody relaxing by the smoothie bar, with Zack finishing up his shift.

"Hey Codester! What can I get for you?"

Cody grabbed some money out of his pockets and slapped it on the counter. "Bro, give me two Banana Fofanas."

Woody smiled. "Aww, thanks Cody. You know, I can always count on you to have money whenever I'm hungry!"

Cody groaned. "No, Woody, I need two smoothies. I just finished a 30 page essay on corn in early America, and I am really starved."

Woody pouted and turned away. Meanwhile, Bailey spoke up. "Well guys, I have to go now. Cody reminded me that I need to work on my essay. I still have a page to go. See you guys. Good night Zack, Woody, Cody." She walked away, her silky hair dangling from her shoulders.

Zack stared at Cody for one second, and he shook his head. "Dude, stop staring at her like she's Aphrodite!"

Cody looked at back with bewilderment. "I am not!"

Woody leaned over and whispered to Zack, "Nerds!"

"They are so socially incapable," Zack whispered back.

Cody glared at his friends and decided to leave.

"Well, guys, it's been a long day. I'll see you tomorrow."

Cody walked away from his friends.

Woody was deep in thought. "Hey Zack, I got a question. "

"Shoot Woodster."

"Will Cody and Bailey every get back together? They are so good together!"

Zack looked at Woody with disgust. "Woody, ever since they broke up, Cody does his projects with us instead of her. Us!"

"But don't you care about your brother's happiness?"

"I do, but hopefully they make up after all our tests, not before."

Zack went back to cleaning, and Woody went back to slurping smoothies. Suddenly, they heard a high pitched scream.

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Woody's head jerked up. "Who was that?"

Zack shrugged. "Probably Cody. Come on, let's find out."

They walked over in the direction of the scream, hoping to find out what that was all about.

They saw Cody, and he was kneeling over the blood covered body of some teenage girl. When they got closer, they saw who it was.

"Bailey?"

"Zack, I called 911. You got to tell Moseby. Someone shot her and she's losing blood fast! Woody, go get me some supplies." Tears were in his eyes, and his panic stricken voice was pitiable.

Zack immediately rushed towards Moseby's cabin, while Woody went to gather some supplies. From now on, things would never be the same.

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Zack rushed to Moseby's cabin, and banged on the door hard. "Mr. Moseby! Come out now! There is an emergency!"

Moseby rushed out and groggily asked, "What happened now, Zack?"

"Mr. Moseby, Bailey got shot and she's losing blood fast. Cody called the cops, so we need you to open the ship so the cops can come. We got to get to her fast! Cody says she is losing more than a lot of blood!"

Moseby screamed, "My word! I'll go right now. I hope she's alright!"

Underneath his breath, Zack muttered, "So does Cody. A little too much."

While they were rushing down to open up the ship's doors, Zack filled Moseby in on what had happened.

"Did anyone see the shooter?"

"No, but we didn't hear any gunshots. It was a bullet though."

As soon as they got down to the Lobby, they saw a bunch of cops standing outside. Moseby verbally unlocked the ship, and they came in.

"We got a call about a gunshot?"

"Yes up by the Sky Deck. Just go straight up, you'll find two teenage boys with a teenage girl trying to cover up her injuries."

The majority of cops rushed up to the Sky Deck, and two stopped to question Moseby and Zack.

"Did anyone see the gunshot or hear it?"

Zack replied, "No, Mr. Moseby was asleep and I was busy cleaning up my smoothies. Since I didn't hear the gunshot, I'm guess she was shot somewhere else, and then carried to the current spot. There were drops of blood as I came down."

The cop looked impressed. "Well, you may be a cop someday kid. Anyway, she's being taken to hospital via car and she looks like she may live. Detectives will come here asking for questions, their names are Briscoe and Green. Lennie Briscoe and Ed Green to be exact. Talk to them, they're in charge of this case."

He walked away, and Moseby and Zack rushed to the Sky Deck as well.

(Across town at One Police Plaza)

Lennie Briscoe was sitting down at his desk. He had recently just finished up case that ended with a guilty verdict, and was looking for some free time. As long as he wasn't with any lawyers, he would be good. Lennie didn't like lawyers much, but he respected them. Without them, he would have no point on his job. He hoped he could get some time to relax, and maybe date a few women

Ed Green relaxed at his desk. He had a long day, and he really needed a break. Really, really needed a break. He had been working non-stop lately, and was relieved to finally get a break.

Both however, would be robbed of their well deserved rest.

"Guys, I need you for a case." Lieutenant Anita Van Buren marched into the room.

Briscoe stood up. "Lieu, it's our vacation. Come on!"

Van Buren looked at Briscoe and Green, ignoring the statement. "There's been an attempted homicide over at a cruise ship docked in New York Harbor. The SS Tipton."

Green spoke up. "Wilfred Tipton's cruise ship? The one with the school?"

"That's the one. Apparently, a student got shot, and our cops are taking her to Belleview as we speak. I have a feeling this won't be the normal case, because it involves Tipton."

Briscoe and Green nodded, and made their way out. They had a long and frustrating case upcoming.

(At the New York District Attorney's office)

Jack McCoy was lying back, feet on his desk. His office had just put away a repeat offender for life, and hoped it would never happen again. Repeat offenders, not putting them away. He pulled out a bottle of scotch. He needed to calm his nerves and relax. Plus, he decided to honor both his legal and Irish background. His road to election had not been easy, but he would live with it, and he had a terrific office with great workers. He hoped Cutter and Rubirosa were taking good care of themselves on their vacation break. He needed them, as they were his best workers. He had just taken a sip of scotch when he got a phone call from Van Buren.

"Jack, we just got another homicide case. Get your ADAs ready, because this looks like a tricky one. "

Jack nodded and slammed down the phone. Justice was back at work.

(Across town in shady apartment)

"Did you accomplish the task?"

"Yes, Pickett is shot! We missed that other nerd though."

"I told you to get both!"

"Sorry, boss."

"Sorry doesn't cut it. I'm cutting your bonus in half and telling your grandpa."

"But-"

"No buts. This must be perfect! Luckily, we still may win."

"I hope so boss, I hope so."

A/N: That's the first chapter of my new story. The cast is the same as it was when Law and Order ended, except Briscoe and Green are the detectives. I want 10 reviews, and if you care enough to have a story alert, please review as well. All I want is a couple sentences and your thoughts. Show me some love! Anyway, this could be a collaboration, if anyone wants to collaborate. Just message me and we'll work something out. My other stories are coming along as well! Just read, and if you read, please bother reviewing! Read and Review!