ELLIOT'S APARTMENT

Elliot awoke to his alarm. He had been dreading the task ahead...finding a birthday present for Munch that wouldn't spark some kind of conspiricy theory. He got out of bed and into the shower. He loved the feel of hot water on his skin. It made him feel relaxed, and with his job, relaxation was rare. He got out of the shower, and as he was getting dressed, his cell phone rang.

"Elliot, I need you at the station house. A woman and her son have been abducted."

"I'll be right there, Captian."

SQUAD ROOM

Elliot walked into the squad room.

"What happened?"

Olivia responded. "Alisha Stevens was taking her 6 month old son to Central Park when the perp came up behind her and force her and baby William into his car. Six people witnessed the abduction. All say the perp was wearing a navy blue pullover and a black cap with a skull and crossbones on it. We found her wallet on the ground."

She put up the picture of Alisha and William on the board. Elliot looked at Alisha's image. She looked alot like Olivia. Short brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and fair skin. The baby looked alot like his mother.

"We got to move on this. Benson, Stabler, you two talk to the victims sister, see if she knows anyone who would want to hurt Alisha. Munch, Lake, you two look around Alisha's apartment, see if anything turns up. Fin, do you have any contacts that frequent Central Park?"

"Yeah. I'll talk to him, see if he knows anything."

"Good. Let's find this guy before he's wanted for murder."

HOME OF BRENDA ROSEMAN

Elliot and Olivia knocked on the door. They were greeted by a woman. She was no taller than 5 feet, long blonde hair, and striking emerald-green eyes. Quite the opposite of her sister. Her name was Brenda Roseman.

"Yes." Brenda said.

"I'm Detective Benson, this is my partner, Detective Stabler. We're with the Special Victims Unit. We need to ask you a few questions about your sister. May we come in?"

"Of course. Ask me anything."

They enter the door and sat on the couch. Elliot spoke first.

"Do you know if your sister had any enemies? Did she ever mention anyone bothering her lately?"

"No. If anyone was bothering her she didn't tell me."

"Did your sister go to Central Park often?"

"No. Not usually. She mostly goes to the park near her apartment. But once in a while she will make the trip up there. She likes the birds."

Now it was Olivia's turn to speak. "Do you know anyone who wears a black hat with a skull and crossbones on it?"

Brenda gasped. "Oh my god. Arnold. Arnold Jones. Alisha's ex and William's father. He wore that hat everywhere."

"Where does Arnold live?"

"The last I heard he was living in a mental clinic upstate. I don't know the name of it."

"Ok. Thank you. If you can think of anything else, give us a call."

Olivia gave Brenda her card.

"I will. Please find Alisha, Detective Benson."

Olivia smiled as she and Elliot walked out the door.

ELLIOT'S APARTMENT

Elliot couldn't sleep. This case had him rattled. A mental patient grabs his ex-girlfriend in the middle of Central Park in the middle of the day, six witnesses and they still can't find her. He needed to think about something else for a while. He picked up his phone. Maybe Olivia was still awake.

ring, ring

"Benson."

"Olivia, it's Elliot"

"Couldn't sleep either?"

"No. You either?"

"Nope. I'm watching a special on reincarnation."

"Oh, really? If you were to come back, what would you be?"

"A white dove."

"Why a white dove?"

"They're beautiful and free."

"How poetic of you, Liv."