I would like to thank the people that have read my story, I would like a big thanks to protego-totalum88 & DegrassiRoxzMiSoxz88.

Now back to the story.

A/N: I don't any of the characters except for Stephanie.

OPOV:

I sat back and read my case files when a girl, who I guessed to be maybe 18 or 19 walked into the office looking confused. She had short red hair in a bow and she was wearing a long trench coat and black boats. She had a very nice tan. I got up and walked to her.

"Hi, can I help you?" I said hoping she wasn't another rape victim.

"Yeah, I am looking for Captain Cragen" she said with a thick Australian accent.

"He's just down the hall, he is in his office. Anything I could help you with?" the Captain was the last person in the world who needed a victim right now. I gave a small smile hoping I could get her to talk to me.

"No, its fine." she said and walked off.

I sat back down and looked around, Elliot was still in Cragen's office and Munch and Fin were over the over side of the room.

"What was that about?"

"Don't you remember?" said Munch giving me the conspiracy eye.

"Remember what?"

"You volunteered to lend one of your rooms to the newbie" said Fin with a smirk.

Captain came into the room a few minutes later, Elliot on one side and the girl on his other. Elliot came and stood next to me, he looked tense. I'll ask him about it later.

"Everyone, this is Detective Williamston she will be working with us for the next couple of months so make her feel at home." I looked at her, she looked too young to be doing SVU cases, but I didn't know her that well. The Captain continued:

"This is Detective Benson she has offered you a place to stay while you are here." I smiled she keep the same straight face as before. Her hair looked messy.

"And these two are Fin and Munch; you will be working with those two." The boys hardly moved.

"Now get to work." the captain walked off. She looked scared but slowly walked off to her desk. Elliot came and sat down at his desk.

"El, you okay?"

"No, I am not"

"You want to talk?"

"I would rather not." we sat in silence.

"What was she all about?"
"Her name is Stephanie Williamston, she's 21 and she is from Australia. On three month work exchange from New South Wales drug squad." he said rarely looking up from his screen. He continued to type at his keyboard.

"And, how, may I ask you know all this?"

"Her great-grand mom used to live next door to me and when she died she asked me to check on her." my mouth dropped. Why did he not tell me this?

"It's okay Liv, she's a nice girl. Look after her."

It time to go home, I looked everywhere for Steph. I picked up my phone and dialed the number Captain gave me.

"Hello." Finally.

"Stephanie, it's Olivia, from work. I was wondering were you had gone it's six o'clock"

"Sorry, Ill be right back."

I sat down on the step and bite my tongue, there was something happening with her and I need to know.

S(Steph's)POV:

After we got my stuff from the hotel, signed out and then arrived back at Olivia's place it was ten o'clock. Olivia's place was massive, I felt so guilty for letting me stay for so long.

"Steph, I was going to order so Chinese what would you like?"

"I am okay; I think I might just go to sleep. Which room's my room?"

"Your rooms the second door on the left." Olivia said pointing to the door.

I walked into the room, on the wall there was a bed and to the left of the door there was a cupboard. I wheeled my luggage in and sat down on my bed.

I awoke and slowly sat up. I was still in my clothes from the previous night.

It was all just a bad dream. I am by myself, all the people from SVU are here.

Wait, what did you say?

I said all your favorite characters are real and you are living at Olivia's apartment.

It wasn't a bad dream then was it?

Nope.

I looked at my watch. One o'clock am. I sat up and started to put my luggage away. I looked around my bag, everything was there.

Wait a minute what happened to my 'Olivia and Elliot 'shipper' t-shirt?

"Oh bugger."

"So your awake are you?" said Olivia peeking into the room.

"Sorry, did I wake you."

"Nah, it's fine. I couldn't get to sleep anyway. So, you never said anything about yourself" Olivia said sitting down next to me.

"Well," I started nervously "I'm currently 21, originally from Australia and yeah." I mumbled, I grabbed my suitcase and put it to a side.

"There must be something else?"

"Nope." Just leave it be

"What about family"

"Look I don't want to talk about it"

"Okay, but I will be in the kitchen if you want to talk." She got up and walked out of the room. Family I coughed what family.

I went to the bathroom for a shower. The water felt nice, but it just wasn't right. I put some new clothes on and put my makeup on. I walked down to the kitchen, the time on the clock said seven o'clock. Olivia was sitting down watching TV; she must have been waiting for me. I walked up to the couch and sat down.

"What you watching"

"Just the news. Here you want to watch?"

"Okay" I said. Maybe everyone at my old precinct must have told the Americans my obsession with SVU and they are just joking with me.

"Yeah, that's probably right, I wonder if they have LO: SVU here." I thought aloud.

"What was that?" Olivia asked.

"Oh, nothing." I half-heartily laughed. Oh, crap. Did I say that aloud?

"I think I might walk to work." I got up "I'll see you there" I started walking out the door, I got to the elevators and I turned around, my head started to spin. Olivia was right behind me. I got to get away. I opened the fire escape and started to walk down the stairs.

I heard a beep, and then another. My head pounded like a kettle drum. Where am I? I started to sit up and open my eyes. I looked at my arms, they were covered in bruises. I started to cry. Keep it together, Steph.

I started pulling the IV out of my arm when Olivia got back in.

"Oh god, you're awake."

"Wh-a-att hap-pened to me?"

"It's okay, lie back down."

"What happened to me" I said, tears flowing trying hard to lean back.

"You fell down five flights of stairs." I was astounded.

"Look can I go?" I got to get out of here before they find out more about me.

"I asked the doctor before and they said there was no damage except that cut in your leg." I looked down, Dammit, I thought that had healed. The Cut on my leg was straight and was covered in bandage.

"Look I don't want to talk about it. I just want to go." I got up out of bed. Olivia's cell phone started to ring.

"Benson, Yeah she's out of bed. She is fine. We'll be down their in ten minutes" she put down the phone.

We have to be down town, they need us.

We arrived. They had their and Elliot and Fin were already there. A twelve year old girl had been beaten and left for dead in a dumpster managed to get the girl to the hospital.

"Do we have any ID on the girl?" Elliot asked the crime scene investigator.

"Not yet. We are still looking"

"I think Olivia and I will go talk to the girl and Steph, you and Fin can go ask around" said Elliot. Olivia and Elliot walked off leaving me and Fin alone. I walked off and sat on a nearby bench. I turned around; Elliot had come back and was talking to Fin.

Do I really want to be a cop?

Of course you do.

But I mean seeing this; I mean this is something that you only get from TV.

Okay, get yourself together. I started searching through my pockets.

FLASHBACK

Christmas Eve 1999. Age 15.

Everyone is sitting around out giant fake Christmas tree. The AC is on full blast and my younger cousins are running around the sprinkler. Mum brings out the Chicken and starts serving everyone. Mum tells me to go to the basement to get some more wine for the grown ups. Down in the cellar I start hearing yelling from above. I run back up to the door and look through the key hole. Two men in black carrying guns march through our house.

"Right, is that everyone?" one of the men yells.

"That's everyone" mum says frightened. She turns at looks at me, her eyes filled with tears and anger. It suddenly becomes harder to breath. The men start dragging everyone from around the house to the dining room. They shoot everyone and leave. I went and hid in the basement crying. I found a box cutter, it was sharp, and I took it and cut a line into my leg. The blood slowly flowing onto the floor.

END FLASHBACK.

I found what I was looking for. My trusty friend, who stayed with me through out my ordeal. The box cutter. Its black cover hides very well in my black bag. I felt a hand on my shoulder and put my friend away. I quickly stand up.

"You okay Steph."

"Yeah, I'm fine" No I am not

"You can talk to us."

"I'm fine, just drop it"

"Well, we have to go door knocking."

"Fine, let's go"

We walk around the streets asking people whether they have heard or seen anything, I give a few people mine and Fin's card.

We get back to the office around six thirty. When Fin and I walk in there is silence. I get to my desk and lay my head against the desk.

Get over yourself, Steph, they are people. Either talk to them or stop being acting crazy

I am not crazy.

Oh really, talking to yourself. That's defiantly not crazy.

And secondly, how would you react when you are thrown into a world you once thought was fictional?

Get up, they are looking at you. GET UP!

I sit up. Munch gives me a weird look from his desk. Elliot is staring at me again, he knows something. The Captain walks into the office breaking the silence.

"Right, what have we got on John Doe girl?"

"Her real name is Samantha Digget and she's 12." said Olivia speaking up.

"Fin and Steph did you get anything door knocking."

"People said that she wasn't from the area and the general response was they didn't hear or see nothing." said Fin.

"Right, get back to work. Stephanie come to my office." Everyone looked at me.

See, look what you did. Everyone thinks your crazy and you managed to not make friends with the people you used to write Fanfics about.

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