Disclaimer: I don't own Law & Order: SVU.

A/N: Here is the long awaited sequal to You Wouldn't Think. I tried to wait to write this, you know to build supense, but I couldn't leave it alone. It's been three years since the end of You Wouldn't Think. So here it is!!

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Seattle, Washington. George Washington High School

Lilly Thomas ran out of her last class of the school year. As soon as she busted out of the main door she was joined by her friend Sandy Moore.

"Hey Lil," said Sandy as she walked in pace with her friend.

"Hey," said Lilly.

As they walked down the path of the schoolyard they saw a black car with tinted windows pull up to the school and a girl in jeans and a black hoody quickly got in it.

"Who was that?" asked Lilly.

"I think her name's Jennifer," said Sandy.

"I've never seen her around before."

"I had English with her. She keeps to herself. Never talks to anyone, sits alone at lunch, always completely covers herself up. Totally creeps me out."

"How long has she been here?"

"Came freshmen year. But besides that she's a complete mystery to everyone."

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Jennifer Saunders rushed out of her last class of her junior year. As soon as she was out of the building she immediately went to her mother's car.

"Hi honey, how was your last day of school?" asked her mother.

"Boring, we didn't do anything."

"Well you have all summer to what you want."

"I want to go back home."

"Sarah, please, don't do this to me, not now, not today."

"It's never a good day to talk about it."

"No, no it's not because it's not going to happen."

"Why not? We should face it, I know you never wanted to run. You loved your job, you loved Elliot."

"Sarah! We are not going to talk about this!"

"Aren't you sick of being Elizabeth Saunders? I'm sick of being Jennifer Saunders."

"Sarah, you know it's still dangerous being a Benson. He is still looking for us."

"Before all of this you always told me to face my fears, like you always did."

"This is different, I don't want him to hurt you again."

"Don't we have more to gain, then to lose."

"If I lose you, I can't gain anything."

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Elliot Stabler sat at his desk at the 1-6. It was a slow day, all his paper work had been caught up, and there had been no calls. It was times like these that he left his mind wander. He thought of the life he could of had. A life with Olivia, Sarah, and his children. Now he didn't even know where they were. He quickly shook these thoughts out of his head as his partner, Dani Beck, sat at her desk across from his.

"You alright?" she asked.

He nodded. "Fine, I'm fine," he said.

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Olivia sat in front of her computer. She was working as a website designer, that way she never had to leave home. She had no work right now, and she went into a deep daydream. She was back at SVU with Elliot, and Peter was gone and Sarah was safe, and they were happy again.

"Mom," said Sarah.

Olivia was shaken from her daydream. "Yes honey."

"My medicine's almost run out."

Just another reminder of what that bastard did to her daughter. "Alright, you have a few extra bottles in the medicine cabinet." Olivia didn't like to go out much so she bought everything in bulk.

"Okay," said Sarah. She pulled up a chair next to her mother's. "What you thinking about?"

"Work."

"Oh yes, cause I know you love being a website designer."

"Sarah," said Olivia in a stern voice.

"Don't you mean Jennifer?" Sarah smiled.

"Go to your room, I'm sick of all this lately."

"Well can you blame me?"

"Go to your room, now."

Sarah stomped off to her room and slammed the door behind her.

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At one o' clock that night Sarah ran out to the bathroom. She opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed three of the four bottles of her medication. She ran back into her room. She threw them into her backpack full of clothes. She slipped a hoody over scarred body. She put the backpack on her back and grabbed the letter she had written to her mother.

She went out to the living room. Her mother was asleep on the couch, something that happened very often. She put the letter on the coffee table next to her.

She knew her mother would to worried to death, but this needed to be done. They were pretending to be people they weren't, they could never go out, and they were always fighting, back in New York they always got along. And she knew her mom was always unhappy, she missed Elliot so much, and if this is what she had to do to get them together again, then she had to do it.

She patted her pocket to make sure the bus ticket was still there and she went out the door and never looked back.

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A/N: Well here it is, hope you like it. Next chapter Sarah arrives in New York and Olivia discovers she's gone.