Olivia Benson walked to her apartment. she was tired, she had just finished a case, and she wanted some sleep, maybe something easy to cook first. she unlocked her door, sighing at the empty space she was welcomed to. she had always wondered if Elliot... no he's married... that's wrong of her to think of her co-worker like that... she sighed. she knew Elliot was someone she wanted, and doing so would be awfully wrong. she shook her head and went inside. it was so lonely here, empty and bland. she shut the door behind her and walked in, sitting down on the sofa, stretching out and realizing her tired aching muscles. she rested her head on the arm of her battered sofa. her eyes remained shut for only a while, she slowly drifted off into a new reality.

Down the road, Elliot walked down the street. he was going to see Olivia to make sure she was okay, lately she looked more tired and fed up off what was going on... but more than anything she looked lonely. he needed to make sure she was okay and well. He carried on walking, not to far from her apartment block now, but then something made him stop, and look down an ally way. he then herd yells. he started to run over slowly until he herd something hit another, he then ran quickly and saw at least four men crowding around another man.

"OI what you doing!?" Elliot reached for his gun, as the four men around the poor sod darted off into the night, their tails between their legs. Elliot quickly rushed over to the man in a panic, and bent down to his level. the mans wounds were awful and deadly. he held the mans head as he chocked on his own blood. "are you..."

"shhh... don't speak... i don't have... much time... i need you ... to do a mans dying wish..." his breath ragged and broken. his body failing quickly Elliot listened intently, forgetting everything around him, including the approaching sirens

"what is it?" barely above a whisper

"my sister... find her...save her... she is ... in danger... i cant help much... but here... " he pulls out a slightly bloodied picture of a young girl. she must have been the sister he was on about. "i do not know where she lives. but i can promise something... this man... " he gives Elliot another picture. a brute of a man. " he will be around this area... he's my... my uhgg... my inside contact... he knows how to find my sister... find her... keep her safe... she is the only person i care for... " he chocked and his breath started becoming short and more frantic. Elliot held the mans head close to him.

"i will find her i promise..." the man smiles a bloody smile

"thank you... i love you...Amillia..." his breath stopped, his eyes shut as the light in his pure silver eyes became dim and then... none existent. his body became limp and his heart stopped beating. his life had ended. yet his smile remained, no pain graced his face.

Elliot had witnessed many deaths, but he felt this one pull at him... the boy wasn't that old. his life was ended by another far to early... his last wish. the sister of his. was her name Amillia? it must have been, he looked a little to young to marry already. Amillia...

Elliot stepped back, time was moving slow for him, as he looked upon the body on the floor. sat against the wall, his hair over his face, a smile still holding strong. he looked peaceful, as his body was removed by the paramedics. Elliot stared at the spot on the ground before a voice was herd. the only one that could reach him.

"Elliot?" Olivia Benson appeared next to her partner. she looked at the space where the body was. "Elliot there was nothing we could do... "

"no i... he wanted me to find someone. said she was in danger. " he turned to her his face held no emotion but a sadness that was unnatural with him. her eyes widened a fraction, as she placed her hand on her arm. "his sister... he wanted me to find her. it was his last wish was to protect her. i have to find her liv. " she looked at him with understanding eyes. she looked at the ground, as something shiny caught her eye. she went over with her gloved hand and picked up a locket. inside was two pictures. Elliot went next to her, looking at it.

the two pictures were of the same girl in the other picture the boy gave him. Amillia, a child, maybe 3 years old. she was smiling and being held by her brother. she was laughing, her head tipped back. the other picture was off the same girl, sat by a window, pointing out at things, this time at around 6 or 7. her face hadn't changed much. she still held a glow about her, as her face still smiled. her brother in the corner, holding the same smile as when he died.

"is that his sister?" Elliot only nodded. Elliot turned to his co-worker.

"how did you get here anyway?" his voice became the bitter locked one ust like before.

"i got a call about a beating not far from me, i came as soon as i could." her eyes still the same as before. understanding.

"i need to find her liv... he gave me this picture to. of a man.. and inside contact. I need to find him. i have to... " her eyes softened as she patted his shoulder and nodded her head for him to follow. he did as they went back to base.

-at base-

Oliva looked up this guy in the picture.

"found anything?" munch entered the room, his face strait as ever. she didn't look up as she nodded

"yh... he was arrested for two accounts of rape and three attempted rape, but got let out early for good behavior and helping find other criminals. he's been out for 10 years." Elliot looked up from his desk

"does it say what he does? occupation?" she looked through a few more files, as munch lent over her, looking for himself. why did Elliot dislike the closeness of them? he narrowed his eyes but looked elsewhere.

"yes, he works at a convenient store two blocks from the murder scene" she looked around. "could he be involved with his murder?" Elliot shook his head

"no... he wouldn't... we have to pay him a visit."

and with that the two partners left to find this man. his name was James Hardisone. he would help save this girl... he was sure.