Chapter 1

Ok. I'm getting pretty pumped about Alex Cabot coming back for a few episodes; I decided to do another, yes another story. I know I already have enough going on that I need to add another one!

No spoilers though. I don't know how the writers are going to play it out but I've read bits and pieces of interviews and seen a few photos that may suggest something more had happened between our two lovely ladies in the past.

This is my take on how it could go down if I had any say in the matter. Just fun speculation from a gal that loves her wild imagination.

I own nothing!

Warning: F/F implied

"One of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are, when you don't come home at night."- Margaret Mead.

"Where the hell is she?" Elliot slammed his phone down. No one knew where their ADA had gone to.

"This is bullshit! We need to get that damn warrant and Kim has gone AWOL," Elliot grumbled. He threw his pen down and rubbed his hand over his tired eyes.

Olivia messaged the back of her neck tiredly and closed her eyes.

"Were screwed either way. Gilbert Keppler already knows that we're on to him. He's probably on a plane to some island by now."

Elliot got up and headed for the coffee machine.

"Kim's been riding our asses since she's started working here about doing things right. Now that we've done it, she isn't here to get a damn warrant!"

"Not to mention, we're getting our asses sued," supplied a tired looking Fin. He and his partner had been hitting the pavement in search of any kind of needle in their preverbal haystack with no luck.

"God…this day just gets better," Olivia said as she rummaged through her desk for an aspirin.

"Then I suggest you go over to the good doctor's apartment and get more from him. Forget the warrant for now. I'll have Kim on stand by if you get anything useful. But for now, just go and re-interview him," Captain Cragen said with a heavy sigh. This whole entire case was turning into one bad nightmare.

Olivia glanced over at her partner and gave him a tired look. After ten years of partnership and a few bumps and bruises along the way, they understood each other without having to say a word. The pair grabbed their jackets and headed out knowing it was gonna be just another day at the office.

"Mr. Keppler! It's Detective Benson and Detective Stabler! Open up!" Olivia pounded on the door with no avail.

"You know, you could always try the door bell," Elliot said teasingly. Olivia just stared at him. Elliot shrugged and stood back as Olivia hit the door.

"Mr. Keppler! Open up!" Olivia demanded once again. "I've had enough of this. We're wasting our time," Olivia said sourly.

Elliot looked slightly surprised.

"Hey. You alright?" Elliot asked softly. He knew his partner was having a rough time but he'd never seen her so…restless like this before.

Sighing, Olivia smiled and nodded.

"Just tired," Liv replied.

"Listen, Kath and I were wondering if-"

Elliot was cut off by Olivia's hand on his arm.

"Do you see that?"

Olivia pointed to a spot on the ground just in front of the door. Elliot looked at where Liv was pointing at and his eyes widened.

Nodding, Elliot instinctively slid his gun out of its holster and waited as Olivia did the same. She nodded and Elliot tried the door knob. It gave way easily and both detectives glanced at each other quickly.

Olivia slid in first and moved to the side as Elliot followed close behind. They moved slowly through out the apartment until they reached Gilbert Keppler's office. Slumped over his laptop, lay a very dead Gilbert Keppler.

Elliot and Olivia looked at each other and sighed.

Their weekend just got longer.