AN: This is a really crazy thing that came to my mind weeks ago. I hope you give it a chance. I'll tell more later but yes… it is paranormal. You want a clue? :P well let's see if you like it. NOW CH1 IS ENGLISH CHECKED

AN 2015: this story doesn't have the greatest of beginnings but, trust me, it turned out to be a great story. It got better. Thanks for giving it a try.

Disclaimer: SVU and its characters don't belong to me… sadly.

Summary: She had never believed in fairytales. For her all those happy endings, princes, mermaids and beautiful worlds can only exist between the pages of children's books. Neither had she believed in those stories with monsters leaving in the middle of the mountain, crazy scientists creating huge horrible human beings, or strange women flying in brooms with big disheveled hair. She thought that the only horror stories she would ever believe in are those with which she deals every single day at her job.

She had never believed in superheroes that could fly, run with supernatural speed, can become invisible, immortality or climb walls like a spider. The only heroes she actually knew were those simple humans in the street helping real people. She didn't thought of herself like a hero, not even a little. Her idea of been on that job was just a way to reward the world for her own mistakes… her own existence.

She had never believed… until that day.

CH1

Though it was rainy day in the city, the weather felt warm and sultry. Definitely not her favorite kind of night. It was late, and she still was at her job trying to figure out the limited tracks they had in the case. She knew this man, he had attacked so many times before, and still they couldn't get him. He was a master of deceit and disguise, and he would never leave any of himself behind. No DNA, no fingerprint, not even a hair. The only thing they had was his MO and Denise, the only survivor of his numerous attacks. But Olivia was sure he was their guy. Six months ago she had been sitting in the interrogation room, opposite him, talking face to face with him; she listened to his threatening voice trying to scare her, telling her they couldn't prove a thing. She saw his satisfactory gaze the moment the jury declared him innocent, and the judge dismissed him, and his case. She knew it was him, she just knew it.

She couldn't take her eyes off of his picture hanging on the board in front of her. She needed to find a way to catch him. Perhaps they could set up an undercover sting? A hook that was irresistible for him? She knew it wouldn't work anyway. She knew he wasn't dumb, but rather a genius. She felt powerless with this case, she'd felt the tears pool in her eyes more than once.

"Liv?" She heard the familiar voice that had always helped her maintain her strength. She turned around to find her partner standing at the door, coat on and bag in hand. "What are you still doing here?" He asked, walking towards her. Olivia let out a sigh and returned her gaze back to the picture. "Liv, go home" He said eyeing her with a concerned look.
"I know it's him Elliot. He is just too smart. I've been thinking how we could catch him and…"
"Olivia, don't do this to yourself." He stopped her. "I know it's him too. And we will find the way to make justice. But not having any sleep or food won't help catch this guy. Liv, you have to rest."
She walked back to her seat, stretching a little. "What are you even doing here, Elliot?" She asked noticing the small bag dangling from his right shoulder.
"I couldn't sleep. The new apartment is just too quiet." He headed over to his desk and sat down opposite her, an unusual grin appearing on his face.
"Well, welcome to single people's life" she said with a funny pitch which made him smile. "Gonna sleep here?"
"I think so, but I'm gonna head to the gym first." She was sure he didn't need more exercise, he had a perfect body for somebody in their forty's. But she also knew he was a gym rat so she didn't complain. "You should go home Liv" He insisted.
"Even if I go back to my apartment El, I won't be getting any sleep." Elliot knew that was true, but she'd be better in her comfort bed rather than the station. She rubbed her eyes, exhausted from the long work week.
"Come on, I'll wait with you for a cab" He stood up and grabbed her coat, holding it up behind her whilst she put her right arm in, repeating her actions with her left.
"Thanks" She said, emphasizing her tiredness with a yawn.
"Maybe someone will actually sleep, lady" He mocked. Olivia just laughed before walking to the elevator. They were almost out of the building when a sudden ringing stopped them. "That's mine" They yelled, both reaching for their phones to see what was going on. Olivia felt her knees weaken the moment she read the message. "This can't be true"

They ran out onto the street and down to where they'd parked their old Sedan, ignoring the pouring rain. Elliot turned on the car and the engine roared loudly in the darkness. Olivia flicked a switch, awakening the sirens placed upon the car, and quickly put her seat belt on. Thankfully, the rain had kept the drivers of New York inside their apartments for the night and bar a few taxis the streets were almost empty, letting them to reach the Hudson in less than 5 minutes.

"Captain!" Olivia shouted getting out of the car clumsily into the rain. Elliot followed her steps without even caring on turn off the machine. "What's going on?!" They approached to Cragen together and turned over to the bunch of officers and doctors working around something.

"She's dead" The Captain told them, his face clearly showing his anguish. Olivia hurried over to the young woman in the floor… Denise.

"Wasn't she supposed to be under protection?!" She said loudly.

"Yes. We can't find Ramirez and Gordon anywhere" Cragen said worried for the two young cops that were protecting Denise.

"Fuck… He did it! You know he did it Captain!" She cursed, feeling the rage bubbling in her veins. "We have to find him!"

"He's at his house." He wasn't even hiding? Was he really sure that they wouldn't find a thing?

"Captain, we found something!" A CSU tech yelled over from the pier. The three detectives ran in his direction. Maybe he had left something this time. Something really useful.

"What do you have?" Cragen demanded to know. Two men pulled out a little cooler from the river and hurried to open it.

"I think it's just clothes" One of them said taking out the contents. Elliot bent down to cautiously search through the fabrics. He recognized two blouses. He double checked his memory, before becoming certain and rising back onto his feet. Olivia noticed his look and turned down to see her two blouses in his hands. He gave her a concerned look noticing she recognized them as well.

"It's a coincidence" she said quickly.

"What?" Cragen asked frustrated not understanding their typical sudden silent conversation.

"I don't believe in coincidences Liv."

"What is it?!" Cragen demanded angry. Olivia gave Elliot a look, asking him not to tell their Captain what, or more specifically, whose the clothes belonged to.

"These are Olivia's clothes." Elliot respected Olivia but he was more concerned about her safety.

"We aren't sure of that!" She protested.

"Liv I gave you this blouse last Christmas and you've worn it plenty of times for me to recognize it!"

"They normally fabric more than one blouse, Elliot! It's a coincidence!"

"Look! It still has that coffee stain from that stupid rookie police's little accident of last week!"

"Stop it! Olivia where are your clothes right now?" Cragen asked her seriously.

"In my neighborhood's laundry" She answered, remembering she had taken her clothes in the same night that the young uniform had thrown her coffee cup down her blouse.

She remembered the first rule she learned with her new partner when she became an SVU detective. She could hear Elliot's voice like if it had been yesterday "From now on Olivia, you don't believe in coincidences."

AN: Let me know what you think please… please?

AN 2015: Believe me, it turns out to be a good story. Thanks for giving it a try. I couldn't believe it myself.