Lady Killer

Chapter 1: Sisters in Blue

Disclaimer: I do NOT own SVU or Criminal Minds.

A/N: This is the sequel to "Trust Me" it is AU and begins a week before thanksgiving 2007. Olivia is eleven weeks pregnant. I hope I do all right writing the Criminal Minds characters. Please tell me what you think. Reviews are always appreciated and loved. Also, the alerts are still working the backlogged email out of the system I think so I don't know if anyone will receive the alert for this right away but I hope that you guys don't get too frustrated. Love ya all!

"The sixth one this month," Elliot muttered as he knelt beside the body of a woman. This wasn't just any woman, this was a cop. She was the sixth female cop to be abducted, raped, tortured, murdered and dumped in a park in the last month. There was no doubt that SVU had a serial killer on their hands.

"ID says that she's Detective Denise Sawyer," Melinda said as she withdrew the badge from the now all too familiar hiding place. The sick freak would stuff their badges down their throats before he strangled them.

"From the 3-1?" Elliot asked. He had met Detective Sawyer once before at a bake sale at the twins' school. She had a daughter who was a year older than his youngest children. He remembered that she had been a warm and friendly person.

"I'll have the official cause of death for you when I get back to the morgue and perform the autopsy," Melinda said as one of her assistance helped her bag the body "By the way," she remarked, finally deciding to comment on the absence that she had noticed when Elliot first arrived "Where's Olivia?"

"She's on desk duty," Elliot answered her as he straightened up "They haven't found me a partner for in the field yet."

"Why would you need a new partner?" Melinda inquired "I thought that they'd run out of partners that would have you," she joked.

"Olivia's on desk duty for the next seven months give or take," Elliot told her "She's pregnant."

Melinda smiled softly at him "Congratulations," she turned and followed her assistant with the body.

Elliot stood there for a few moments longer. Even if Olivia hadn't been pregnant, he probably would have insisted that she stay at the station. He wasn't going to take any chances with her life. He finally pulled himself away from his thoughts and went up to one of the crime scene detectives to see if they had found any evidence that would help them finally catch this ass.

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"Denise Sawyer," Elliot pinned the woman's picture at the end of the long row on the evidence board "Patterns of bruising are almost identical to all the others."

"Did he leave anything at the scene this time?" Cragen asked.

"Nothing," Elliot sighed "The body was scrubbed clean and the fingernails were cut just like the others."

"He's messing with us," Olivia muttered as she propped her chin against her hand and stared at the evidence board with unmasked disgust for the man who had done this to her fellow sisters in blue "He's trying to say that he's smarter than us."

Elliot began to pace the squad room. He couldn't sleep at night these days; every time he closed his eyes he saw Olivia as one of this guy's victims. He hated this bastard. The victims had all been kidnapped and tortured for days on end before their bodies were discovered, naked in landfills around Manhattan. The son-of-a-bitch had no respect for the badge and even less respect for the women who carried it. He stopped in front of the evidence board again "We've gotta catch this guy before he strikes again," he murmured.

Cragen hung up his cell phone and turned to his detectives "It might be too late for that," he told them "We've got a report of another detective who's gone missing."

"Oh Lord," Olivia said softly. She wished that she could be out on the streets for this case but the tiny life growing inside her took precedence over everything else these days. Still she couldn't help feeling that if she was out there, she could make a difference "Who did he grab?" she asked.

"Warrants Detective Dani Beck," Cragen stated.

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"You should get some sleep," Olivia said as she put down the file she was looking through and looked across the desk at Elliot.

"You need sleep more than I do," he told her with a weak smile "You're sleeping for two remember?"

She laughed and stood up from her chair. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck "I remember," she whispered "I also remember who Dani was and that she means something to you. You're under a lot of stress Elliot. Take a couple hours and catch some sleep. Munch and Fin will find her."

Elliot looked up at his kind and far too understanding wife. He pulled her into his lap, glad that no one else was in the squad room to see this intimate exchange "She never meant as much to me as you do," he told her.

"She was your partner Elliot," Olivia said softly as she held him close to her "You would have to be a block of ice not to feel anything right now."

"I'm as worried about her as I am about all the others we've had go missing," he told her. He needed her to believe him when he said that Dani hadn't meant anything to him. He had only been partners with Dani for a couple months. He may have kissed her but he didn't love her. He was still worried about her and he felt guilty for that; he should only be concerned about his wife and shouldn't be concerned about any particular victim more than the others.

"But she's not just any victim," Olivia laid her head on Elliot's chest as exhaustion began to take over "She was your partner," she mumbled as she drifted off to sleep.

"Yes she was," he whispered as he stood from his chair, supporting his sleeping wife in his arms. He gently carried her upstairs and laid her on one of the cots. She had been working a lot longer than the doctor would probably be happy with and she had to do it without the aid of her usual twenty cups of coffee. He knew she was exhausted. He pulled the blanket over her and kissed her tenderly "But you're my wife. You mean more to me than anything," he straightened up and left the room. He went back downstairs to continue working. He felt safer just knowing that Olivia was sleeping at the station and not at home by herself.

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Olivia woke up a few hours later. She sat up and realized what had happened, she groaned. She had been trying to get Elliot to take a break and instead, she had been the one who ended up falling asleep. She couldn't help smiling to herself though about how well he took care of her. She got up and headed down to the squad room to try and return the favor.

She found him slumped over his desk, practically passed out. He was still the only person in the place. She tapped him lightly on the shoulder "Wake up sleepy head," she whispered in his ear.

Elliot sat up and groaned. He turned to Olivia "How long was I asleep?" he asked groggily.

"I don't know," she shrugged "I just got here," she walked to her desk and pulled her chair over beside Elliot's "Any luck?"

Elliot sighed "No. Munch and Fin haven't found any leads. This guy's left us nothing," he put his head in his hands. He wanted to be out there, on the streets, helping to find the guy but they hadn't found him someone to partner up with on field duty. He was only good for canvassing crime scenes with CSU and sitting at his desk into the wee hours of the morning and beyond, going over phone records and bank statements as he tried to find any connection between these women other than their profession.

"I'll take over down here," Olivia offered, standing up and moving her chair back to her desk then reaching back across to take the files that Elliot had been pouring over before he had fallen asleep "You should get some sleep in a position that doesn't cause pain."

He stretched his arms above his head. He seriously considered taking her up on her offer but only for a moment. He stood up and attempted to take the files back from her "I'll be fine," he tried to tell her; he was worried about her and the baby. He was positive that all the stress she was putting herself under wasn't good for either of them.

Olivia held the files out of his reach "You're exhausted Elliot," she couldn't believe that he was being so stubborn about this "Go get some sleep," she suddenly gasped and motioned him over to her side.

"What is it?" he asked frantically as he stood beside her "What's wrong?" every horrible possibility of what could be happening flashed through his mind. She could be hemorrhaging. She was only eleven weeks along; she could miscarry.

"Calm down," she smiled as she took his hand and placed it over the small swell that was easily hidden by her shirt "The baby's moving," she watched the relief wash over his face and then she watched as relief turned into pure amazement and almost childlike wonder.

Elliot had felt babies kick before but the sensation beneath his hand was always so amazing. He still couldn't believe that there was a little person growing in there. He looked at Olivia and smiled "He or she is strong."

"Just like his father," Olivia whispered as she leaned closer to her husband.

"Just like her mother," Elliot countered as he kissed her.

"Now go get some sleep," Olivia said when they finally separated "We're not going anywhere," she looked down at her stomach "Get some rest."

Elliot finally conceded "I'm trying to focus on the recently paroled sex offenders," he told her as she pushed him in the direction of the stairs.

"I know," she reminded him; after all, she had been there when he had started looking through the files ten hours ago.

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"Do you have anything for us?" Munch asked as he and Fin marched, exhaustedly into the morgue. Munch was hoping that Melinda had something useful to tell them this time. He and his partner were on their last legs trying to catch this guy. They had been on the street for the last ten hours, chasing down every person who had any contact with Dani or any of the other victims before their disappearances. They had come up empty every time.

"I wish I had good news for you," Melinda said as she pulled the sheet off of Denise Sawyer's body "Ligatures on wrists and ankles just like the others. Scrubbed clean; not a spec of foreign DNA on her. Strangled but not before she was put through hell," Melinda sighed heavily "She'd only been dead an hour or less when we found her."

"Anything under her fingernails?" Fin asked in the vein hope that maybe they would get lucky this time and the guy would have screwed up somehow.

"Cut to the quick," Melinda responded "Same as the others," Melinda Warner had seen many bodies come through the morgue and the only way she made it through the day was to keep a frosty, detached façade.

"Stomach contents?" Munch inquired.

"None," the bastard had kept these women for an average of three days and during that time, it didn't appear as though he had given them anything to eat or drink.

The two detectives sighed and turned to leave "Let us know if you find anything," Munch called back over his shoulder in a fatigued voice. He was going back to the station house and crashing for at least an hour, he was sure of that; an hour was the most he could afford with someone out there picking off cops.

"No problem," Melinda called out as she watched them go. She turned back to the body that lay face up on the slab. She carefully covered Detective Sawyer with the sheet again and walked away; she hoped that SVU would catch this guy before she saw another cop brought down that way.

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"Hey Chloe!" Molly Gibson giggled as she ran through the park "Try and catch me!"

"Molly," Chloe Price smiled as she chased the little girl "Slow down!" Chloe had once loved spending her Saturdays with her friends, simply gossiping about how much they hated their lives. It was amazing how much her life had changed in less than a year. She had become a foster parent and taken custody of Molly Gibson; the little girl who had touched her heart all those months ago and reminded her of a past that she wouldn't wish on any child. She had long since traded Saturdays with Caroline and Nicole for a day at the park near her building with Molly.

Molly ran down a hill to a small stream that ran through the park. She stumbled over something and landed face first.

"Molly!" Chloe called as she caught up with her. She picked the child up "Are you okay?" she asked, looking her over for any sign of injury. It was then that Chloe noticed what Molly had tripped over "Oh my God," she whispered as she clutched Molly close to her.

"Help me," the naked blonde in the creak bed whispered weakly.

Chloe pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911 as fast as her fingers would allow "It's gonna be okay," she reassured the woman as she knelt down beside her. The woman's eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed on the ground, emitting what was known as a death gasp, before falling silent.

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"Detective Dani Beck," Special Agent Jason Gideon said as he showed the crime scene photos to his team "The latest victim in a string of cop killings in Manhattan."

"Just how many victims are we talking about?" Agent Derek Morgan asked.

"Seven," Gideon responded simply.

"Why did they wait so long before calling us?" Dr. Spencer Reid asked, puzzled.

"The Manhattan Special Victims Unit is handling the case," Agent Aaron Hotchner began "They've been aided thus far by Dr. George Huang."

"He's a forensic psychologist," Reid began in his encyclopedic manner "He's been working almost exclusively with Manhattan SVU for about six years now."

"Dr. Huang," Hotch continued "Called me this morning. He requested our help in this investigation."

"There are over forty thousand female police officers in New York City," Gideon stated as he stood to his feet "Any one of them could be this man's next potential target." The BAU team nodded and rose from the conference table in near unison.