AN: So first off, I do not own Law and Order or it's characters, etc etc. Those "extra" characters and "Misha" are mine.
The chapter titles are songs, and therefore belong to the artist credited to them. If it's wrong, tell me and I'll fix it.
I'm in the process of my final edit, as the chapters become ready, they will be posted. This was writen months ago, before the finale and so the characters are the same as they were...same for the news of the cast shake-ups coming. Please be warned that there is strong language at points in my story. Don't read if you don't wanna see it.

Collide

"Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally findYou and I collide."

Howie Day

Detectives Joe Fontana and Ed Green were at their desks playing table football with a piece of paper folded into a triangle. Joe sent the "football" flying and got Ed in the face. He burst out laughing and Ed had to join. Lieutenant Anita Van Buren emerged from her office. "Green, Fontana." The two men looked up from their desks. She motioned to her office, and they got up and followed her in. She shut the door behind them. "There's been a shooting at The Blue Moon." She said, crossing her arms and leaning against her desk.

"That's Johnson's club," Ed said matter-of-factly, glancing from his partner to his Lieutenant.

"He slipped." Joe added.

"I don't know the details, so head out and see what happened." The detectives nodded and went for the door.

"Ed." She said. The men stopped and looked back. "Do it right and get him this time."

"Oh, we will." Fontana said smugly. "Eddie-boy's gonna to keep his hands to himself today." He gave his partner a look.

Ed rolled his eyes at the reference to his outburst the last time they spoke to Paul Johnson. "He's not getting away, don't worry."

The detectives walked up to the club, passing under the crime scene tape. "Thanks for bringing that all up again back there, Joe." Ed said.

Joe smiled at him. "What are friends for?" Fontana's eyes swept the scene and he nodded to the nearest Crime Scene Unit guy. "What we got?"

"Two dead. A Nathan...no one knows his last name...and Harvey Tate. Nathan has a GSW to the head and chest, Tate got one in the neck. It looks like Tate was just in the way, but we can't be sure yet." The guy said.

"Thanks Perez." Ed replied as he crouched down by Nathan. "Hey Joe, recognize our friend here?"

Joe stepped over. "Yeah, that's Nathan Foster, Johnson's drug runner. Johnson tried to pin the last murder on him."

Ed nodded. "And he was cleared for it all, even the drugs. Guess he can't be blamed for this one."

"Detectives." Another CSU walked out of the back room. "I think you need to call SVU."

"Special Victims? For who?" Joe asked, looking at the dead men.

"I found a woman in the back, it's bad." The CSU said.

"I'll go check on that," Ed said standing up.

"And I'll go speak to the witnesses." Joe replied. Ed walked off while signaling a couple Emergency Medical Transfers hanging around, and Fontana looked over at a uniformed officer. "Any chance Paul Johnson, the owner, is here?"

The Uniform shook his head. "No. According to the bartender, Johnson hasn't been in this morning."

Joe looked around. "So was the place open for business when this all went down?"

"Nope."

"Well take me to the bartender to start with."

Detective Green walked into the back room where a female Uniform was standing by the victim. The two EMT, who'd followed him in, went straight over to the woman. Green pulled out his cellphone and dialed Van Buren.

"Van Buren."

"Hey Lieu, you'd better call up Cragen."

"At least tell me you've got Johnson being questioned." She said.

"No, he's gone."

"Wonderful," she said before hanging up.

He looked at the woman, beaten and bruised, barely conscious. She was lying on an old couch, and someone had given her a blanket. "Det. Green," he introduced himself to the female Uniform. "You touch anything?"

"No Detective." They both stepped out of the way as a CSU stepped in to start collecting evidence.

Not wanting to step on the territory of SVU, Ed made sure things were being taken care of, then walked out front. As he did, Detectives Olivia Benson and Elliott Stabler walked in.

"You got here fast." He said, shaking their hands.

"We were nearby." Benson replied. Ed glanced over at the bar where his partner was speaking with the bartender. "So what happened?" Benson asked, stepping past the dead bodies. Her partner followed her and Ed to the back room.

"Not sure. I haven't heard the witnesses stories yet but we got two dead out front and while checking out the scene, CSU stumbled over her. Not sure if it's tied in with the shooting or not." Ed said. The three walked into the back room. Two EMT were lifting the woman onto a stretcher. Olivia went to her side to try and speak with her.

"Ma'am...ma'am can you here me? My name is Detective Olivia Benson, I need you to tell me about your attack. What's your name?" The woman mumbled incoherently. She started trying to sit up. "Ma'am just relax, we need to take you to the hospital." Elliott was on the side speaking with CSU. Ed was about to walk back out to his part of the crime scene.

"Lemme go, I need...I need to go." The woman mumbled. She tried throwing herself off the stretcher, Olivia and Ed jumped and caught her. The woman started struggling more. "Please! I have to get out of here, you can't make me-"

"You're in no shape to go anywhere," Ed said gently. "Let Detective Benson take you to the hospital." The woman, in obvious pain, fell back onto the stretcher. "Good, good, you'll be fine." He said. He gave a brief nod to Olivia and went to leave the room again. As he did, though, he was stopped by the woman's strained voice.

"Eddie?" She whispered.