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Elliot hated trains.

They sucked in his opinion. But what his Captain wanted, his Captain got. So he and Olivia were on a train to Canada right now. They were supposed to check out a tip from some anonymous perp who would meet with him, Olivia, and the Mounties once they got to Montreal.

Olivia, on the other hand, had no problems with trains. Having never actually ridden one before, she compared it to a ride on the subway.

They had finally reached their compartment. Elliot held the sliding door open for Olivia and they walked in. The first thing Elliot noticed was how small it was.

Elliot and Olivia sat across from each other.

"So," Elliot started, "you think this tip's real?"

"I hope. We better not be going to Canada in February for nothing," Olivia said. She pulled a magazine out from her duffle bag. The ride was pretty quiet until Olivia spoke again.

"Do YOU think it's for real?," Olivia asked. Elliot shrugged.

"I was thinking along the same lines as you were," he said. Olivia smiled behind her magazine. Her and Elliot had been partners for so long that they even started thinking like each other, "You want something to eat?"

"I'm fine, thanks," Olivia said.

"Well, I'll be right back. Some of us didn't have breakfast this morning," he said. With that, he got up and left the compartment.

In the compartment across from theirs, a man named Michael Blaire smirked. He was just thinking about how easy his plan was. You see, he was the rapist/ murder that precinct 16 was looking for, but he was also the anonymous tipster that Olivia and Elliot were going to meet.

That's right. But he was NOT going there to give himself up. On the contrary. He called for detectives Benson and Stabler because he was going to let them have a piece of his mind, and maybe his fist.

Michael planned to make sure that they were not going to make it to the Mounties station. Benson and Stabler were going to come quietly. His friend Mr. 9 mm was going to make sure of that. He was going to have a hell of a time with this, and he knew he was going to get away with it. Benson and Stabler were going to pay for sending him to jail.

Elliot walked into the dining car and over to a table. A big burley gentleman with dark hair and grey eyes came over to Elliot.

"Hullo," he said with a deep English accent, "what can I get for you today, sir?"

"Um, I'll have the steak, medium well," Elliot said, looking at his menu. He was so hungry. He also knew Liv wouldn't mind. The waiter grunted a 'yes', and left before Elliot could order his drink.

'Okay…,' Elliot thought.

Back in the compartment, Olivia quietly read her magazine. She was wrapped up in thoughts about Canada and the tipster and their perp. They had no leads or witnesses so this guy was their last hope.

She could feel the train slowing to a stop. Olivia looked out her window to see the station.

Suddenly, there was a knock on her compartment door. It startled her a little, but she looked up to see a big burley man with green eyes knocking on the door. He was holding a luggage cart.

"Luggage, ma'am?" he asked. Olivia went over and opened the door.

"Uh…yeah. Hold on," Olivia said. She turned to get the luggage off of the overhang. When she stepped back after retrieving it, she was quite surprised to feel the muzzle of a gun pressed against the back of her head.

"Drop the luggage, show me your hands, and don't move," he said in a thick English accent.

Back in the dining car, Elliot had just finished his steak. The waiter came over to him with the bill. He dug into his pocket for money. When he looked back up, the man had a gun pointed at him. It was just concealed by the man's jacket.

"Follow me, and act normally," the waiter said. Elliot stared from him, to the gun, and back to him again. With the extreme desire to live, he walked in front of the man as he was leaded to the back of the train. There, he was taken out the back of the train and shoved into a white van. The man sat next to Elliot, still pointing his gun at him.

"What's going on?" Elliot asked in outrage.

"No questions. Just wait," he said, and looked out the window, "ah, the rest of our party is arriving". Elliot, too, looked out the window. He saw Olivia being dragged out by a similar looking man. Following him, was a man Elliot hadn't seen in 9 years: Michael Blaire. They'd sent him away for rape. How'd he get out so fast?

When they reached the car, the man shoved Olivia in on the other side. Once in, the man with green eyes took Olivia's handcuffs. He slid one end through the handle above the door. With the chain interlocked with the handle, he cuffed Olivia. She glared at the man. Elliot wondered why he hadn't been cuffed.

Then, Michael Blaire entered the van and sat in the driver's seat.

"Hello Detectives," he said.

a/n: What'd you guys think. Wait til you see what happens next chapter. Elliot makes some mistakes, Olivia acts, and some more drama. We also get to see what's going on at the precinct. Review!