Hmmm… I was bored one day, thinking about SVU, so I decided to write this. It's different then some of the other stuff I usually right. For some reason, I am really into writing stories so crazy they would be considered CracFics, or serious/sad ones. Ohhh well -
Enjoy :D!

Chapter 1

Munch and Fin stood in the hallway of the slimy motel called Marty's Motels. Fin knocked on the door twice. No response. Fin reached for the doorknob and turned it. He expected it to be locked, so when it wasn't, he and Munch shared a look before stepping inside the motel room. Fin walked in first, since he was the one to open the door, and Munch was close behind. All the lights in the room were on, and so was the television. There wasn't much in the room besides a couch, a rolling chair that matched the couch, a glass coffee table, and the television. On the couch was a red opened suitcase that had its' contents – women's' clothing – spread throughout the living room. On the chair next to the couch was an unopened navy blue suitcase. Fin reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pair of gloves that he instantly put on. He unzipped the suitcase and found men's clothing.

"Maybe they were on vacation?" Munch suggested.

Fin shrugged. "Maybe."

They walked down a short hallway that had an open door on the left – a bathroom – and a closed door at the end of it. Knowing Munch and Fin, they opened the door, letting curiosity get the best of them, which isn't always a bad thing when you are a detective. Anyways, the scene before them caused their jaws to drop. Everywhere you looked there was blood: the walls, the carpet, the lamp by the bed, the closet. At the opposite corner where they stood, they saw Melinda, near the window, facing the corner, picking up things from the ground and placing them into sandwich bags.

"What's up, Doc?" Fin walked up behind her.

Melinda nearly jumped a mile. She turned around and smiled, realizing it had just been them. "Good. It's just you two. I was beginning to get kind of jumpy being here alone. The other medical examiners and crime techs should be here shortly." She looked at them for a moment. "Where are Liv and El?"

"I don't really know. Cap said something Elliot was taking time off to spend time with his kids, I think," Fin answered.

"And I am pretty sure he mentioned something about Liv going undercover," Munch added.

"Oh. Well anyways, about this case. I am pretty sure there is a couple under the blanket, judging what was in the woman's suitcase." Melinda pointed to the bed. "I was waiting for someone to get here before I checked, though."

"Is little Mellie scared?" Fin teased.

"I am not scared," Melinda told him. "I just have this feeling the bodies are going to look pretty gory."

"Don't worry. Take my hand. My big, strong, manly self will protect you," Fin mocked, extending his are to her.

Even though Melinda had rolled her eyes, she gratefully took Fin's hand and allowed him to help her up. She held onto hit hand as the three of them walked over to the bed.

"How bad can it be?" Munch asked them, shrugging.

With her free hand, Melinda grabbed the top of the blanket and pulled it.

~Forever and Ever~

Author's Note

I know this chapter is really short, but I want to see what people think before I decide to continue it.
So…should I continue? I have an idea about what I want to happen…