Sorry it took me some time to write this chapter. I've been insanely busy and I wasn't sure exactly how to set things up. But I think this should work. I can't wait to write the next chapter. This chapter sets that chapter up. Sometimes I'm just not in the mood for set up chapters. ARG! Anyway, I hope you all are still digging this. It's quite different from my the first story.

Peace Out

Scar

Alienation

Elliot left early to drive Olivia to work at the precinct in Queens. She didn't want him to drive her, but he insisted that it was necessary. They stopped at the front of the building. Elliot hit the blinkers and they sat in silence as Olivia looked up at the stairs leading to the entrance, "Well, this is it."

Elliot gave her a soft warm stare, "You going to be ok?"

Olivia turned to look at him, "Yeah. Are you going to be ok?"

"No." he smiled.

"At least your honest."

"One of us has to be."

She leaned in and kissed him. "I'll see you later."

"Wait." He said before she could get out of the car. He reached for something in the backseat and handed her a brown paper bag and a cup of coffee.

"What's this?" She asked.

"Comfort. Have a good first day. Call me if you need me."

She kissed him again for good measure. "Bye." She said. She opened the door and walked to the building. Holding the warm cup in her hand did give her comfort. She stood with her head high and her shoulders back. "Here's to the new Olivia." She thought.

Scene

Alicia was at a desk talking on the phone and typing at the same time. She paused for a brief moment to point Olivia to the desk next to hers. Olivia sat her stuff down and looked for the Captain of their precinct. She had spoken to him on the phone, but had never officially met him. There was a door with the name "Daniel Whorl" written in black letters on it. She knocked. The man inside started coughing. A muffled "Come in." gurgled from inside.

Behind the desk sat a tall old man with a saggy face in the shape of a wrinkled grape. "Who are you?"

Olivia held out her hand. "Olivia Benson. Your new Detective."

"Is there a problem?"

Olivia shook her head, "No. I just wanted to meet the man behind the desk."

He looked at her funny. "Oh. Yes. Welcome to the team. Rick left you plenty of paper work. You can start with that. I'm sure you'll need a few days to get used to the procedures of serious detective work. You are familiar with what we do at this precinct right?"

Her concerned nose wrinkle formed and she starred at the Captain in confusion, "Ah, Yes. I've been working as a detective at the Manhattan SVU for 8 years. I'm sure I'll be just fine. I've had my fill of experience."

The captain's mind seemed to trail off.

"Captain, are you ok?"

"Hm? Oh, Benson, you're still here. Have Gordon get you some tea. She's good at that." Whorl grabbed his newspaper and flipped it up. "Good bye now. Close the door."

Olivia walked out to her desk and Alicia slammed down the phone. Alicia smiled at Olivia and giggled a little bit, "Don't mind Captain Whorl, he's been slowly losing it for years now. Every time we think he's going to retire another year is added to his belt. You'll learn that everyone has their own little teams."

"So what happens when you need back up? Don't you guys have a leader to make game plans?"

Alicia threw a stack of files on Olivia's desk. "Oh that would be Stan Proctor, he's the guy in the red, he gives the commands."

Olivia lifted her brow and made a noise, "Huh." She took a sip of her coffee. "Ah, yuck."

Alicia laughed, "Forget to add Sugar? I don't know how you drink that stuff."

Olivia lifted the lid. "I don't know how you don't. Elliot must have forgotten to-" inside was a small purple flower. It was his way of sending roses. Most men sent bouquets. Elliot hid tiny flowers in cups of coffee and under files. Olivia smiled at the sight of it.

"What is it?" Alicia asked.

Olivia quickly closed the lid. "Nothing. The coffee place must have burnt this batch."

Alicia turned to the filing cabinet, "Oh, that sucks. Hey, could you start on those files. We've been really backed up around here. Rick is a complete slob. I am so glad to get him out of my hair."

"Really? I thought you two were, you know, seeing each other?"

"God no. Girl, he has big ears and bad attitude. He's terrible in bed. But don't tell anyone I said that."

Olivia smiled and looked down at her cup with a soft sadness. She opened one of the drawers and put the cup inside for safekeeping. "So Alicia, what's the status on that case you took from us yesterday?"

"Hm?" she said innocently like she didn't know what Olivia was talking about.

"The Lisa Fontin case."

"Oh, that case, gosh I completely forgot about that. My mind is full. Yeah, I sent it with Rick. He and Elliot can take care of it. So how long did you and Elliot work together?"

Olivia watched Alicia's body language move from normal to anxious. She answered her questions, but she wasn't really listening to the conversation Alicia conveniently started. "8 years." Something about Alicia was bothering her. She couldn't put her finger on it.

The phone rang suddenly and scared Olivia out of her thoughts, "Detective Benson, SVU. We'll be right there." She clicked the phone down. "There's been a report of an abduction at St. Mary's on 46th and 164th."

Scene

Rick and Elliot drove to interview the school of a murdered little girl. Rick was one of those charming guys. He sat in the passenger seat with his sunglasses on. He talked to Elliot like they were best friends. "You know, Elliot, you are really a survivor. How many guys can say they save the children of New York City and have an amazing home life? "

Elliot stared out the window with his top lip curled up a bit. He was trying really hard to like this guy, but something about him seemed forced. "Wasn't always like this."

"Ah, we all have dim moments."

"My life must not be that unusual, you seem to be doing alright."

"With Alicia? Yeah, maybe. We have too many problems."

"Like what?"

Rick looked at Elliot with a smile, "Do you really want to know?"

"No." Elliot thought. His silence must have answered the question because Rick just kept on talking.

"She's a lump in bed. You'd think with all of that hair and her fiery attitude there'd be a good connection, but the lights go off and she's like a board with arms."

Elliot drove and pretended to care. "That's too bad."

"How bout you and Benson. She's a hot one."

Elliot wanted to slap him. He took a quick deep breath through his nose and shook it off, "I don't kiss and tell."

"Ah, come on. You gotta tell someone."

"Nope." Elliot pulled out a toothpick and placed it in his mouth.

Rick watched him in silence, "Did you know that when a person is sexually frustrated they tend to put things in their mouth."

"I can safely say that the only thing frustrating me at the moment is the fact that I can't find this damn school we're suppose to be at." Elliot pulled a U turn and tried the next street.

"It's down that street on the left." Rick said.

Elliot gave him a look of question.

"School bells." Rick said without thinking.

"What?"

"Ah, I just know."

Elliot parked on the curb and they headed to the building in silence. Elliot couldn't explain why he didn't like Rick, but something wasn't right. He made it his duty to find out.

Scene

Later that evening Olivia came home to find Elliot already asleep. She stripped down to her underwear and slid under the covers. Her eyes were far from sleeping and her mind was on edge. Elliot rolled over and pulled her close to him. Groggily he asked, "Busy day?"

She quietly answered, "Yeah."

"How was it?"

She didn't answer right away. "It was…different. How about you?"

Elliot starred at the ceiling. "Same."

They sat in silence.

She sighed and rolled on her side.

"You need to talk?" he asked.

"No. Go back to sleep."

She starred at her clock and watched the minute flash from 11:31 to 11:32.

"Liv, I can hear you thinking. Can we talk?"

She turned to face him. "I'm sure it's just the stress of a new work environment, but something feels off."

He held her hand. "Yeah, I have that same feeling."

Olivia sat up, "Did Rick bring the Lisa Fontin case with him when he transferred?"

"If he did he didn't tell me about it."

"Alicia lied to me. What are they hiding?"

Elliot rubbed her back. "Do you ever get the impression they know too much? You think they could be working for the FBI?"

"You know, I thought of that, but why would the FBI want to follow a bunch of rape cases? I need to know what's in those files."

"You need to let it go and stay out of it. We're already on thin ice. It wouldn't surprise me if they weren't spying on us."

Olivia sat on those words in silence and then replied. "You're probably right." She lay back down and forced her eyes to shut. "Goodnight, El."

He kissed her on the cheek, "Night, Liv."

Scene

The next morning Olivia woke up early and took the train to Queens. She got to the precinct and searched the files for Lisa Fontin's name. She couldn't find a trace of the file. Sitting at her desk she searched for Alicia's background information and called the number that she had gotten for Lisa the night of the rape. The phone rang as the computer processed the information. Do Do Do "We're sorry the number you have dialed is out of service." Olivia hung up the phone. She dialed the number for the landlord. Alicia's background check was slowly popping up on her screen. "Yellow?" Said the guy on the other end of the phone.

"Hi, I'm detective Benson. I'm trying to get a hold of one of your tenants. Her name is Lisa Fontin."

"Lisa? Never heard of her."

"She lived in apartment 3B."

"Sorry, that apartments been empty for about 3 months now. The last tenant was a 60-year-old guy. He was a loyal tenant that man."

Olivia sat in silence. "Ok. Thanks." She clicked the phone down and starred at her computer screen in confusion. When Alicia's file popped up she snapped out of her thoughts. Alicia's file was pretty average. She grew up in Washington D.C., started the force in 94, had this job for 5 years. She clicked the screen away and looked up Lisa Fontin in the system. "Nothing." Olivia thought. "What the hell is going on?"

"Olivia, you're up early." Alicia said as she walked in the room. Olivia clicked all of the screens away.

"Yeah, sometimes I go on runs and I get to work early. How about you? It's only 7:30."

Alicia dropped her purse. "I'm addicted to the job."

"What a fixed answer." Olivia thought. Alicia bent over to unlock a drawer in her desk. Olivia noticed she was bleeding and one of her braids had been ripped out.

"Alicia, you're bleeding." She said as she stood up to examine the cut.

"Am I?" Alicia grabbed at her head. "Oh, I hit my head on the car door coming here. I didn't think it was that bad."

Olivia touched her hair and Alicia quickly flung her head away. "I'll get it. Go back to work." She turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Olivia was taken back by her sudden mood change. She brushed it off, ran behind her desk, and dialed her phone.

"Stabler."

"Elliot, are you alone?"

"Yeah."

"When you get a chance I need you to go to Lisa Fontin's apartment and find out why she's missing."

"What?"

"Just trust me, Elliot. Some things not right. Lisa is MIA and her landlord is telling me that she never lived in that building. I have to go. Call me if you find anything."

Scene

The day was nearing an end. Olivia had secretly tried to find answers behind Alicia's back all day. The two women walked out of the precinct together. Alicia headed to her car. "Do you need a ride home?"

"No, I'm good. Elliot is meeting me for dinner."

"Should I wait with you until he comes?"

"No, you go home. He'll be here in 5 minutes. I just talked to him."

Alicia waved her hair to the side. "Ok. Goodnight Olivia."

"Goodnight."

Alicia got in her car and drove away as Elliot pulled up. Olivia hopped in the car and they followed Alicia's Ford Civic. She clicked her seatbelt on and focused on the car ahead of them, while quickly saying, "Love you sweety."

Elliot answered while giving his attention to the action at hand. "Love you too. How was your day?"

"Fine. Your's?"

"Fine."

Olivia pulled out the binoculars stashed in the glove box. "Did you find anything on our girl?"

Elliot drove wildly around the traffic. "Nope. She's evaporated."

"Did Rick follow you at all?"

"No, he left an hour before I did."

Olivia pointed to Alicia's car. "There. She's parking."

Elliot pulled the car over and Olivia peered through the binoculars. "She's headed towards that abandoned building."

They got out of the car and headed towards the building. "Liv, should we be doing this without backup?"

"Probably not, but that's never stopped you before." They reached the side of the building and watched Alicia go inside.

Elliot whispered, "You just have to bring up the past don't you?"

She lifted her brow and whispered back, "Isn't that what wives are suppose to do?"

"Yes, but we're only living in sin. You can't pull that out yet."

"Well, I just did." She pulled her gun out and pointed at a window with shadows behind it.

Elliot followed behind her. "God, you're sexy."

They listened at the window and heard nothing, so they looked for an entrance into the building. After crawling through a hole in the back they headed towards the noises from within.

Alicia was sitting at a table eating pizza with a very large blonde man.

"How's the girl?" she asked the man.

In a deep voice he nodded and replied, "Good. She's in her room watching Gillian's Island."

Olivia looked at Elliot and mouthed the words "Lisa?"

He nodded and listened intently at the wall. The floorboards behind them started to creek and a light came on. "Henry?"

Lisa stood in her pajama's starring at Olivia and Elliot. She saw them with the guns and started to scream. Olivia stood up. "Lisa, it's ok. I'm not here to hurt you."

Henry threw the table and flashed inside of the room, "What's going on?" Flashes of color spun around Elliot and Olivia and their guns were gone. Before they could even react to what was happening Alicia's braided hair spun around their bodies and held them hostage.

Alicia stood in front of them. "Olivia. I should have known you'd try to get involved. Rick thought you would be the mouse, but I could see your lion."

"Alicia, what's going on?"

" I have to admit you're good at your job. What else do you know?"

"I know enough."

Henry smashed the guns in his hand. "Kill them you stupid bitch."

One of Alicia's braids wrapped around Henry's throat. He stammered and coughed. "If you would have followed the rules this wouldn't have happened. Now shut up and let me do my job."

Elliot began to sweat. "Alicia, we're not here to hurt anybody. Can you just tell us what's going on and we'll consider this whole thing a misunderstanding."

Alicia loosened her braids a bit. "I like you two, and I'm not a killer, but I can't ruin this operation."

Olivia looked at Alicia with sympathy in her eyes. "Alicia, what's going on?"

"Democracy."

"What are you talking about? Why is a rape victim being held in this abandoned building? How is your hair holding me hostage?"

Alicia stood in silence. She wasn't sure exactly what to say.

Olivia could see that she was wavering and she pushed her, "Alicia, I want to know the truth. I like you Alicia. I left the best partner a girl could ask for to be with you. I trusted you. Tell me what's going on. I want to help."

Alicia had never had a girlfriend before. Except for Rick, she had never had any friends before. The braids pulled back into her head and sat at normal length around her shoulders as she offered the detectives a seat on a pile of wooden boxes in the corner. Olivia and Elliot cautiously sat on a box. Alicia looked at the floor and then to the detectives. "I'm project 66."

Henry flashed back and forth with more speed while yelling, "No! You're weak. You weak bitch! Don't do this to us!"

Alicia yelled back, "Henry, it's the only way! This is Henry, project 100. We are the results of government warfare. Our genes have been mutated to give us superhuman powers. We were created by a special team of scientists and funded by your tax dollars. As we speak there are 100 of us living in every city in the United States. We're placed in homes and raised by special agents. Our minds were controlled by the government with chips that they installed into our brains at birth. We weren't supposed to have feelings. We weren't supposed to procreate. Our job was to merely protect and serve. When Henry was a break through baby. He has more power then any mutant made in the US. Somebody kidnapped him and brought him here to the city. Rick and I were placed on the SVU team to find Henry and destroy the organization that found their secret. It took us four years of undercover work to find him, but we did it. Henry lead us to the organization, but instead of destroying it we embraced it."

"So why are you in this building holding a rape victim hostage?" Olivia asked.

Henry zoomed around the room in rage. "She's not a rape victim!"

"Henry, cool it! Henry wasn't supposed to impregnate a girl through sex. But he got selfish and a dirty. Didn't you Henry?"

He flashed from one side of the room to the other. "Shut up. I love her. Shut up!"

Alicia continued her rant. "Henry is a teleporter. Not only can he transport himself, but he can transport objects. It was his job to transport mutant DNA into an already pregnant woman. The transport was supposed to be clean and non-evasive."

Olivia boiled inside, "How is that non-evasive? You were going to subject a random woman to a mutant baby? That's just as bad as what the government did to you."

Henry flashed to a stop in front of her, "Are you saying that a mutant baby is a burden?"

Olivia glared at him, "When the woman knows nothing about the situation, yes it is. You're playing god. That's a slippery slop to tread down."

Alicia forcefully replied, "Olivia, what you have to understand is that we are only trying to break free from the suffering we've been subjected to since birth. We are the victims. Rick and I found the chips. We're no longer attached to the system. Lisa is going to be the mother of the first half human half mutant baby. She's going to bring our two races together. Look at the girl you call a victim. She is clean, fed, and unharmed."

Lisa sat on a box in the corner. Her eyes were glazed over, but she seemed to be healthy. "When will I get to eat dinner, Henry?"

Henry melted like a big teddy bear at her voice. "Soon my beautiful mother. Soon."

Alicia watched the detectives as they confusingly took in all of the information. "We're going to reveal ourselves to the world whether you like it or not, detectives."

Elliot, who was quiet until now, ran his hand over his head, "Alicia, I'm all for freedom and diversity, but this doesn't sound like a good plan. You're going to subject the world to an idea that's not only unimaginable to them, but it's an idea that demonizes their government and their religion. It's an idea that turns humans into super heroes. You're going to cause a war. People are going to battle over you and your children, not place you on a pedestal. They're going to want to examine you and use your DNA to become powerful. You're going to cause panic and mad chaos. This is not a good idea. This is dangerous and you need to stop."

Just then Rick appeared in the doorway. "Oh Elliot, is that you speaking or Catholicism? Alicia, take the girl to the MIT lab. Henry and I will take care of these two."

Elliot stood up. "What do you mean,' take care of'? Rick, you're being unreasonable. We can help you. I really think you need to stop and think about the consequences."

Rick placed his hands in the air. The room started to shake and a high-pitched noise sounded. Olivia and Elliot held their ears and scrunched over. The room was spinning and the sounds were piercing and harsh. Elliot looked over at Olivia. There were four images of Olivia meshing together as he reached out to grab her. "Olivia!" He screamed. She couldn't hear him. She felt his hand and grabbed it tightly. Rick stopped the vertigo and laughed as they sat on the floor in a dizzy panic.

"Did you like that trick?" Rick said with a smarmy grin on his face. "Henry, transport them." Henry nodded and Rick left the room.

Elliot's head was spinning like he was on an amusement park ride, but he tried everything to stand up. "Henry, don't do this. Please, let us help you. This plan is a trap."

Olivia pressed the send button on her cell phone. Earlier she had scrolled to Munch's name and left the phone ready to call in case of an emergency. She was hoping he would be able to figure out what was going on.

Henry tried to grab Elliot. Elliot threw a box at him and he missed. Elliot yelled at Olivia. "Liv, run for the door." He kept grabbing boxes and throwing them at Henry. Olivia ran for the back door that they came in, but Henry pushed the boxes to the side and flashed to the hole before Olivia could escape. Henry grabbed her with one arm.

She elbowed him and kicked, but her blows were like tiny rocks bouncing off of his body. She heard Munch on her cell phone right before she was grabbed, so she tried to give him clues, "Where are you taking us? Henry, tell me where you are taking us?"

Henry screamed, "AHHHH! Shut up! You're going on a long vacation."

Elliot ran full speed towards Henry and hit him with every force in his body. Henry didn't move. He laughed and grabbed Elliot's shirt. He pulled Elliot off of the ground and before either of them could do anything they were flashed to another room. Henry hooked them up to beds and taped something to each of their temples. The wires ran to a machine that Elliot could just barely see through the corner of his eye. Both of their mouths were taped shut, but their heads were free to move from side to side. Elliot could see the panic in Olivia's face and he yelled through the tape. He tried with all of his might to break through the straps holding him down. Henry chuckled to himself. "Well, detectives I hope you enjoy each others company, because that's all you'll ever know."

Olivia and Elliot looked at each other as Henry pulled a lever behind them. Olivia felt a shock to her brain and blacked out. Elliot's body pulsed and he screamed before his mind went blank. The detectives lay still on the beds. Henry placed his hand on each of their stomachs and with a blink of an eye they disappeared.