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And in addition to that; while turning this into a 531.761 chapter unfinished epic is incredibly tempting at the moment, that would take forever and I am blessed with the attention span of .... wait what was I saying, nevermind.


Special Victims Unite!


Chapter 2: In which, in keeping with the great tradition of procedural court drama's, not much happens at all. But the plot does thicken a little.


Detectives Benson and Stabler arrived at the crime scene. The city was abuzz with morning activity and quite a large crowd had gathered.

"Police coming through!" Olivia shouted as she strutted confidently towards the fresh corps.

On the ground was something that probably most resembled an extra large road pizza in go-go boots.

"Oh snap" Elliot muttered under his breath.

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"Good morning detectives" Medical examiner Melinda Warner quipped happily.

"Mel! Good morning, what do we have?" Liv asked.

"What appears to be the body of a large white male, caught with his pants down by a delivery truck" The M.E. pointed to a heavily damaged truck parked snugly against the spouting remains of a fire hydrant.

"Ouch"

"Nah, the flattening was post mortem Liv, he was killed by a gunshot to the head after someone failed miserably at turning him into sushi, probably with a machete. My guess is you are looking for two perps."

"A gun shot? oh no that's awful!!" Elliot interrupted loudly. Olivia poked him in the side and gave him her best please-just-just-the-fuck-up look."

"Looks like a regular homicide to me" She tried with feigned disinterest.

"Yes, except that this is the notorious Big Mac Rapist, it's hard to tell with all the blood but I found a business card in his Pocket" Warner held up a small bloody card I'm the Big Mac Rapist it said. "That makes this an SVU case"

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Our team of super heroes regrouped in interrogation room 1 which they had adopted as their temporary headquarters until a more suitable location was found. Elliot had liked the idea of some sort of dimly lit underground cave and had suggested they start looking for vacancies in the old subway tunnels. But Alex was dead set against this because it was dark, smelly and dirty and would ruin her shoes and designer suits. Which Olivia agreed was an excellent point as Alex in heels and designer suits was the only thing worth getting up for in the morning anymore. So they decided to keep an eye out for a nice abandoned penthouse on top of an art-deco skyscraper.

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"Now what?" Alex asked leaning seductively against the interrogation room table crossing her legs. "anything in those comics of Dicky's El?"

They were in over their head just a little, not remembering to clean up after themselves.

"This is not my fault!!! Kathy does the cleaning at my house" Elliot growled, he wiped his forehead head.

"Hey, don't look at me I'm used to the help looking after that sort of thing!" Alex shot back.

Both turned to Olivia.

"I...I... don't clean up unless I have a date! I can't even remember the last time that happened, you know how busy this job gets." Slightly embarrassed she looked down. At Alex' chest.

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Alex' long blond hair, illuminated by afternoon sunlight flooding into through the barred windows of the interrogation room, looked like a soft glowing halo crowning the tall thin frame. Safire pools of desire rimmed with long slow batting lashes. With a graceful flick of her wrist she undid the top button of her blue silk blouse hinting at the treasure underneath and with an almost unwittingly casual flair she wetted her sweet red lips. They moved slowly.

"Well, at least the case was assigned to SVU, we should be able to work this in our favour. Liv? Liv! please sweetie, focus"

"You know what? I think superman was wrong about this wearing your superhero outfit under your cloths thing" a red, wet, sweat covered Elliot concluded angrily.

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Our illustrious trio decided that the best strategy at this point to follow Alex' lead, she was after all the one with the ivy league education as well as the one most skilled at manipulating public opinion. Elliot should just keep his mouth shut and not hit things while Olivia was to focus on Elliot keeping his mouth shut and deciding on which things he was allowed to hit under the circumstances because not hitting anything at all might arouse suspicion. Rather than focussing on Alex' lead since it seemed to distract her from the task at hand which was to preserve their secret heroic, yet slightly murderous, identities. Other than that they would play it by play it by ear.

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"Any progress on the Big Mac case?"Cragen inquired.

"No captain, nada" Elliot replied.

Before he could say another word Olivia took over. "The DNA results come in this afternoon though, that should help and we're interviewing his previous victims"

"Yeah! which is not us! That was a totally different unrelated guy we also didn't kill. I hope Munch and Fin catch the bastard!" Elliot added emphasise to his point by setting his coffee cup down just a tad to forcefully.

"Don't be silly El, haha of course that was a different guy! Totally different. Plus we would know who did it if we had killed him, which we didn't."

"Because we are detectives and we uphold the law. Which says no killing people even if they deserve to die... violently and painfully...and..." Elliot clenched his fists and lowered his brow.

Olivia gently rubbed his arm. He growled violently but calmed down.

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"Good morning everyone!" A chipper Alex, appeared mysteriously out of nowhere. She must have walked in the door like a regular person but no one noticed it happen.

"Hello Alex" Gragen seemed happy to see her.

"How's your monkey Don?"She inquired politely.

"Oh he's great! and he's really keeping my mind off the fact that I'm an alcoholic. And I'll always be an alcoholic. And I crave a drink every my waking moment, god this job is hell"

"Well good for you Don! Can I borrow these fine detectives for a moment? I would like to discuss some of the details of the case with them"

"Good luck with that" Cragen rolled his eyes and retreated to his office.

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"I need to go to the ladies room, Olivia care to join me?" Alex spoke softly. Olivia looked up from her coffee, a sparkle in the dark mocha orbs, she nodded obediently and followed the blond down the hall, struggling to maintain her usual hallway swagger. Alex looked stunning this morning in her navy blue pencil skirt with matching heels. Her white satin blouse almost transparent enough to reveal the outline of her bra yet buttoned up conservatively.

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"I'm pregnant" Alex stated quietly.

That killed the mood a little.

"M..me too" Olivia admitted.

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TBC