Author's note: okay, so I'm giving supernatural a shot. I haven't decided what paring I'm gonna have in this yet, but it wont be EO. If you have any paring you really want me to write about I will but otherwise I'll just kind of go with the flow and make it some random paring.

Disclaimer: I don't own law and order SVU, but I do own a banana.

Silence seemed to flood the room; it was reminiscent of the Alex incident, for no words could leave their mouths. Elliot hadn't arrived and it was already passed noon. Munch suspected he wouldn't come at all. Elliot was fathering a new child of Kathy and now his best friend was dead. On Munch's part he missed Olivia more than words could say but he knew it had to be worse for Elliot.

Fin had that stony, yet quizzical look upon his face. He flexed his fingers, as if to see that they still worked. He sighed, letting out his breath slowly and not even noticing when Cragen came in.

"You guys have the day off," he said shortly.

Neither Fin nor Munch made a move to get up. Cragen rubbed his temple. "Go home. Detective Lake will handle things here." Neither of them moved still, as if glued in place. With Olivia gone Munch was back working fulltime, but somehow he found he didn't mind, as if it were his duty to Olivia. However he couldn't help but ignore Cragen because he was too distracted by the wood beneath his hands. It was Olivia's desk; it still smelled lightly of coffee and perfume.

Detective Lake on the other hand wasn't sure how to handle things. He hadn't been close to Olivia but he still felt her loss. He felt more for the other detectives though, because he could see the light had left their eyes. She'd been able to brighten anyone's day, and with her gone the whole squad was lost. That's why he agreed to do all the work that day and there wasn't too much to do anyways.

The silence carried on until Cragen left to go sulk in his own office. About twenty minutes later Elliot showed up, looking furious. Munch and Fin of course knew this was his way of dealing with the pain. Lake on the other hand looked somewhat confused but didn't press the issue.

"Why?" Elliot's question rang out through the room, breaking the silence at last.

"I don't know, Elliot," Fin replied sympathetically.

"Fuck," Elliot muttered. "Why her? Who the hell would kill her?"

"Maybe she's not dead Elliot, they didn't exactly find a body," Munch pointed out.

"Yeah, but they found 5 litters of her blood, and I hate to tell you but after 4 the person is dead," Elliot retorted, not bothering to hide his anger.

"But maybe-

"Don't go into any of your bullshit conspiracies, Munch." Elliot snapped cutting Munch off.

"Shut up, Elliot," Fin said angrily. "He's doing nothing wrong. Besides maybe you've given up on Liv, but I love that girl. And even if she's dead I'm gonna go on pretending like she's alive and listen to what John has to say."

Elliot shot Fin a dark look. "You think I don't love her? She was my best friend, even Kathy fucking loved her, and so did my kids, more than you'll ever know."

Fin ignored Elliot. "Go on, John, what were you saying?"

Munch sighed. "It just seems suspicious, there's something about the crime scene that gave me the feeling that something else is going on. I'm sure Liv's probably dead, but either way something else is going on." While Munch was saying this Elliot scribbled signatures and what not on his paperwork at a ferocious rate. He pressed so hard his pen tore through his paper and at last he stopped.

Munch got up from his seat, Olivia's seat. He left the room and headed to the rooftop to clear his mind. The wind was strong that day and swept his hair in all directions. He didn't mind, but aloud it to blow away his frantic thoughts.

He walked to the very edge and peered down. The people scurried about beneath him worrying about their own troubles. And at that moment he felt like the most unlucky person in the world.

To make matters worse the Olivia situation didn't make sense. They'd found her blood and finger prints, but no sign of a struggle. She wouldn't have just let anyone kill her, nor would she be caught by surprise. Every time he visited the crime scene he felt a tingle go up his back, as if eyes were on him. He couldn't stand staying at the scene of her death for long before grief and paranoia overtook him.

There weren't only the homicide detectives there either. Other than the Special victims unit and Homicide unit there'd been three others. They didn't say anything to anyone, merely took notes.

One had been a woman with dark brown hair in her 30s, the other two had been men, perhaps in their mid-40s. They'd all looked like they were of Hispanic decent, and one of the men's eyes seemed to bulge, like he suffered from some sort of thyroid condition. They'd been dressed relatively normally, like every day people, which made the fact that they were at the crime scene even stranger. Still, they'd apparently gotten some type of warrant, so Munch figured that they had to be detectives of some sort.

His mind screamed men in black but another part of him wondered if it really went that far. Perhaps they were working for Olivia's killer and were her killer's private detectives. Either way, they were definitely detectives in Munch's opinion. But he worried deeply about why they had been there.

The world shone with a luminescent glow, and seemed so unreal. Without Olivia there to awaken him from his dazed state the world seemed to continue to revolve and move while he lay stuck in time. The lull of the wind swept him away to that crime scene over and over again until he couldn't take it anymore. He shouldn't have gone there at all, he should have just let Homicide unit do its job. But it was too late for now the image of a blood soaked car seat would never leave him. His heart ached and he felt revengeful like Elliot but tired like Fin.

All the while the world below went on without him, no caring about his troubles.

Author's Note: Well, I'm not going to say whether or not Olivia's alive, but you can make your decision based on what I've wrote so far. There will be more supernatural stuff as the story progresses. So if you don't like that beware and flee this story now. And if you review my story, that'd be cool, too.