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My cell phone rang, waking me up, as it often does. I made several valiant attempts to sit up, and get out of the bag, then gave up. Flopping back into it's warm embrace, I dug around in my pocket, took the phone out, and flipped it open.
"Darlene here."
"Hey kid." It was the Captain, "I Hope you're not to busy to help out with a homicide."
"Nah, never!" I grunted, throwing myself out of the beanbag. I managed to stagger to my feet, "What's going on?"
"Ten dead bodies is what's going on." Don said with his usual frankness. I stumbled into the kitchen, and scrawled a note to my mom, who was at the store, and wouldn't be back till much later. As I pulled some shoes on, and started to hunt for a coat, I asked, "Rape kit?"
"Negative."
"Ok…well,
then, how did SVU get the case?"
"Darlene…none of our victims are over seven years old."
I froze right in the middle of pulling a sweatshirt over my head. I must have looked pretty foolish, with my arms over my head, which was engulfed in folds of fabric…but I didn't care.
I sighed deeply, and pulled the thing down, and stuffed my arms into it, sadness rushing through me.
"Did you ID them?" I questioned heavily
"Benson and Munch are at Warners office with a couple pairs of possible parents, and they said they'd call as soon as …you know…Fin is out at the Missing Persons Department, seeing if anyone filed a report…"
"And Elliot?"
"On his way to pick you up." I was told. Don sighed, "This is big. It actually went down a few days ago, Warner thinks that time of death was a lot farther back then when we found the bodies…"
"Any suspects?" I asked, stepping out onto the porch.
"Ya, Elliot is on his way to take you to the Cashman manor."
"Should I even ask?"
"Not right now."