A/N: I know it's short, but it sets up the story
Elliot walked under the crime scene tape, which taped off a section of Central Park. He walked over to a body that was sprawled on top of a pile of leaves. "What have we got?" he asked his partner, that was bent over the victim writing notes.
"Vanessa Starson, age 23, found an hour ago." Olivia started, getting up slowly. "The dress she has on is Chanel, pretty pricey stuff, it wasn't a robbery, her jewelry, cell phone and wallet are all still here."
"Rape?" he asked anticipating the answer. Olivia shifted herself against a tree.
The medical examiner, stood up "Yes, vaginal tears, and fluids, I'll run it for you" She sat back down taking more notes. Elliot and Olivia studied the scene a little further before making it back to the sedan to get to the station to start the investigation.
He unlocked the car and Olivia slid into the passenger side, and Elliot into the drivers side. Before starting the car, he turned to Olivia, "Why are you in a dress at four in the morning?"
"I was on a date, after the date," she paused sighing heavily, "I walked around for about three hours, just thinking" she sat there and looked out the window, no way was she going to look in his eyes right now.
He started the car, and headed towards the station while he continued to talk to Olivia "Thinking about what?"
"Nothing in particular, just the date, this job, my life, you…" She trailed off, and Elliot glanced at her, and saw a tear run down the side of her cheek, reflecting the sudden change of the traffic light in front of them. He slowed
the car down, and stopped it. Olivia could feel Elliot stare at her and she turned to look at him. He gently wiped the tear off her cheek and sighed. He continued on and pulled into the 16 precinct parking lot.
"Will you please tell me? I am still here for you no matter what happens" She nodded and looked at him again, "Later, ok?"