Into The Fire

by Lizzie9

Framed. Set up. The evidence was mounting against them. The feds want them jailed, the mob wants them dead. The world around them was on fire, and they were forced into the flame. Two partners in a race to clear their name and save their lives. EO.

1. Chapter 1

Title: Into The Fire

Authors: Sara And Lizzie

Rating: T for language, mild sex

Disclaimer: It would be nice to own such a vast enterprise, but it's all Dick Wolf.

Summary: Through a series of what can only be described as unfortunate events, Elliot and Olivia become the prime suspects in the murder of several informants who are key witnesses against the mob and a Colombian drug cartel. They're forced into hiding until they can clear their names, the question of whether that is possible, as well as the fact they're endangering everyone around them.

Author's Note: We haven't written SVU fiction in 35 years, approximately. We've been really into Grey's, but this struck us hard just moments ago.

Some important notes to keep in mind while reading this fic:

Elliot and Kathy are separated, not yet divorced.
We're pretending Olivia and Elliot have been experiencing sexual tension, but have not yet acted on it.
Elliot and Olivia are in love with each other, but neither has admitted it to themselves or acknowledged it to anyone else
Finally…. THE FIRST CHAPTER IS AN EXCERPT FROM THE MIDDLE OF THE FIC. The second chapter will backtrack to the actual beginning.

Plus… expect this to be a longer fic.

And as always….REVIEW.

East Village, Manhattan
3:40 am

It was wet, cloudy and windy. The rain had subsided for now, but it threatened to come back and dump on Manhattan at any moment. On a seedy corner in the now deserted East Village, Casey Novak crossed the street, her umbrella still up.

She hoped against all hope that the two detectives who were half a block behind her were still following, without interference from federal agents looking to arrest them or Russians looking to kill them.

She didn't dare look back, she just kept walking. Finally, she cut up and alley, and waited. Mercifully, half a minute later, Elliot and Olivia appeared, dressed in black.

"How bad is it, Case?" Olivia asked.

The assistant district attorney shook her head. "It's bad. Really bad." She swallowed. "I think it's beyond evidence now. I think…" she swallowed again and shook her head. She lowered her voice from a whisper to sound that was barely audible. "I think someone might be setting you up."

Elliot closed his eyes. "Outside or inside?" he asked.

Casey shook her head. "Too early to tell. We'll keep poking around as much as we can. But…"

"But the only way out is to find out who killed those informants."

Casey looked down. Olivia reached out and touched her on the arm. "What is it, Case?"

Casey sighed. "I expect the warrant for your arrest to be issued in a day or so. That's why I brought you here." She said, gesturing behind her. "You're going to have to stay here. It's a long story, but it's being leased by a friend who's out of town."

"So what should we do?"

"Wear sunglasses and hats to leave. Keep a low profile, and dig as deep as you can. It's not going to be easy, but it's a big, anonymous city."

Elliot nodded. "We're going to start with the Russians, tackle the Colombians later."

Casey shook her head. "You're going to need to fight on both fronts." She shifted her weight uncomfortably.

"Casey we got locked up, questioned, and now we're hiding, meeting you in the middle of the night. You can tell us."

"The feds aren't the only ones after you. The Russians and the Colombians have managed to come to one more agreement. A bounty hunt for the two of you, and dead, before you figure it out."

"That they killed those informants?"

Casey shook her head. "There has to be something bigger going on here. Things like this don't…." She looked at them. "If someone is setting you up, if there is something going on here, someone doesn't want anyone else to know."

Olivia pinched the bridge of her nose. "I don't believe this." She moaned. Elliot gripped her shoulder protectively.

"Hey." He said gently. "We will get out of this. We always do."

Casey had to smile at that. "We'll do everything we can." She assured them. A few more hushed words of reassurance, and she was gone.

Olivia handed Elliot the key Casey had slipped her. "Home sweet home." She said bitterly, slumping against the wet, slimy wall. Elliot pulled the key out of the lock and turned to her. He cupped her cheeks with his hands.

"Look at me." He said gently.

Reluctantly, she opened her huge brown eyes and looked into his intense blue ones. He pressed his lips to her forehead. "Liv, this is us we're talking about. We're not going down without giving them the biggest fight they've ever seen, okay?"

She nodded and smiled, and together, they entered their new hiding place.