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"You think they are gonna be keen to help us?" Elliot settled in his seat on the plane as Olivia checked her son was settled. The toddler slept peacefully as the air cabin crew helped other passengers on the plane.

"Yeah. I think they will. The Captain wouldn't send us all the way to England if they didn't want us there." She relaxed back in her seat. "Noah looks settled."

"Good." Elliot genuinely liked the little boy; knowing that the boy brought out the more human side of his partner. Olivia Benson had been through Hell and had the scars to prove it, but somehow the little boy sleeping next to her made her carry on. For that, Elliot was grateful.

"Don'tcha think it's odd? Them having th same case as us? I mean. Exactly the same victim profile, cause of death. Everything."

Olivia nodded. "A little. But in this technology age there could be a partnership going on. Two killers or more working together ."

"Across the Atlantic?" Elliot raised his eyebrows. "Really?"

"No." She smiled slightly. "Across the internet."

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"Never took you for a Dr Who fan." Angle smiled as Ronnie shrugged. "All that stuff about time machines."

"The Tardis." Ronnie smiled. "Loved is when I was a kid. Jon Pertwee, Tom Baker and the others." He sighed, remembering his childhood. "Darlecks never bothered me. It was the Cybermen. Those monsters could chase you upstairs. In my day the Darlecks didn't. Now the buggers fly!"

"And are not real." Natalie joined in as Angie rolled her eyes.

"Got me thinking though. Benson and whatisface."

"Stabler." Matt scooted his chair over to them.

"Can't have the same perpetrator as us. As Joe said it's not possible. But."

"But what?" Natalie frowned. Ronnie glanced at the computer- the screensaver announcing it was the property of MIU.

"Ah. Of course." Angle scooted her chair back. "It's probably how they select victims too."

"Internet. Chat rooms, dating sites. Stuff like that." Matt paused as his mobile rang. He listened to the caller as Ronnie, Angie and Natalie continued to discuss the possibility of a link between the American Case and their own. Matt ended the call.

"You ok son?" Ronnie turned to his friend. "Matty? What is it?"

"Kate phoned. She's taking Alesha to hospital."

"Go." Natalie stated firmly.

"She's gone into labour. Doesn't start Maternity leave until Friday." Matt tried not to panic. Natalie smiled slightly, Ronnie already had his car keys in his hand.

"I'll give you a lift. Can't av you causing an RTC today. That alright? Guv?" He glanced back at Natalie who nodded. She just hoped her younger friend would be ok. Alesha had a habit of turning a routine hospital visit into an episode of ER.

"Go."

Ronnie and Matt almost ran out the door. Angie tapped a few keys on her computer, bringing up the photograph of their first victim.

"Anything?" Joe loosened his tie as he returned to the office. He shook his head as Joe flopped in his chair.

"Three men said they saw Lyndon at Pride and that he was happy and enjoying himself. Didn't seem to have a partner but was with a group of friends. So the flat mate's story pans out."

Natalie nodded. "Yet eight hours after the lady says she saw him he was found dead in an alley behind the Black Prince Pub."

"He was on a dating site. Look." Angie paused as she turned the screen for them to see. "And so were John and Angus. That's how he's finding them in the Uk. There's nothing to say he isn't bragging about it all on the Dark Web."

"True." Joe sighed. "When I was in Safeguarding we came across pervs like that. Swapping tips on how to be a better scumbag."

"Or murderer." Natalie frowned. "Sam, you and Joe go and meet our visitors. I think Angie and I have some work to do."

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