A/N I was trying to take my time wiht this one but i got on a roll, i had been thinking about this all day at work, so i decided that when i got home i would finish this chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it, I'll start the next chapter soon, dont know how long it'll take to finsih and post, just thought i should let you know.

They had gotten a name for the school Anne went too, Ilsa and Elliot were the ones meant to go and interview the teachers and her friends. It was a quiet drive, She never spoke a word to the male detective, And he didn't say anything to her, not that he knew what to say, she was so strange and hostile towards everyone, well everyone expect Olivia and Donald. They pulled into a car park and got out, look at the building in front of them. Introducing themselves they walked through the school until they came to Anne's class room. A female was talking to the children when she noticed them.

"Hi, I'm Ashley Farrell, how can I help you?" she asked the two detectives as they pulled out their badges to show her "Do you know Anne Stewart?" Ilsa asked looking at the little kids talking and laughing; it made her smile, and also made her feel a little sad…"Yes, I heard she was hurt, is she ok?"

"Hopefully she will be" Elliot said "Can you tell us if there are any people paying 'special' attention to her?" Ilsa and Elliot held note pads in their hand waiting for Ms Farrell to answer them "No, not that I've seen, but sometimes she come to school, and she seems upset" She motioned for the detectives to follow her, not wanting the children to over hear the convocation. "I don't know what happened, but the other day she seemed very depressed and wouldn't tell me why…but no teacher has been paying more attention to her, and if I noticed anything like that I'd tell you"

Ilsa sighed quietly to herself, this wasn't really helping, but she needed to be patient, something would come of this, something had too. "Can we talk to the kids, anyone who was close to Anne?" Elliot asked, taking the lead in questioning, Ashley nodded and went to some of the children. First was a boy named Brett, He was one of Anne's best friends, but he couldn't offer any helpful information. After most of the children had been interviewed, the outlook seemed bleak.A little girl walked up to Ilsa, who was sitting done at a table, rubbing her eyes. The girl tugged on the sleeve of the woman's jacket "I'm supposed to talk to you know" Ilsa, although stressed and tired, put on a warm smile, and the little girl returned it, taking the seat next to her."What's your name hon?" asked Ilsa, still smiling."My names Tanya, did someone hurt Anne?"

"I was hoping you could tell me sweetie, has anyone been bothering her?"

Tanya shifted uncomfortably in her seat and averted the detectives gaze, Ilsa looked over at Elliot who was interviewing some of the other kids, the girl refused to look anywhere near the detective, hoping, maybe is she didn't look, no questions would be asked.

Ilsa leaned a little closer, not to scare the young girl "Something wrong?"Again the girl shifted, shaking her head "If you know something honey, you need to tell me" She sighed "If you don't tell me Tanya, I can't help Anne…"

Tanya looked up, tears forming in her eyes "I didn't see anything!" she yelled, her voice shaky. Ilsa pulled the girl into a hug."Didn't see what? What are you talking about?"

Tanya grabbed Ilsa, hiding her head against her neck and digging her nails into her, thought she couldn't feel any pain through her jacket, she could still feel the pressure, and by the feel of it, the girl wanted or rather needed to get something of her looked over when Tanya yelled, when he saw Ilsa holding her he walked over and kneeled down next to them, giving the woman a 'what's going on?' look she shrugged her shoulders as best she could with the girl holding her. "Did you see someone hurt your friend?"

Tanya shook her head against Ilsa's neck "no" was the muffled reply they got, Slowly Ilsa pulled the girl back and look in her eyes, she wiped away the tears "Calm down honey, who hurt your friend?"

Tanya sobbed and sniffed "I didn't see it, b-but when Anne comes to school sometimes she h-has bruises" Ilsa nodded her head, and held the girls shoulder in a comforting way "What else?"
"S-she only has them after she's been with him" Tanya said finally starting to breath right, and stop crying, though no one would blame her for it, she was only 6 after all.

"Him? Who's that Tanya?"She tried looking away, but a hand cupping the side of her face let her know it wasn't going to happen "Her uncle…" Tanya said with a defeated tone to her voice. Te detectives shared a knowing glance Elliot and Ilsa got back into the car and began to head back to the station "So, were looking at the uncle" Ilsa said staring out the window, Elliot had decided he would drive. "So we'll track him down when we get back and talk to him, don't jump to conclusions Ilsa…"

Although she wasn't really listening, his voice merely background noise, what she was thinking about was a jumble of things, a mess in her mind, memories, and thoughts about the future meddled together, by the time she snapped back into reality they were at their destination, so they headed inside and got into the were the only two in the confined area, Ilsa stood as far away as she could from Elliot, he looked at her like something was wrong inside her head, although it was already apparent there was something wrong with her. Her face was blank and she didn't make a noise, Elliot reached across to push the button for there floor and she jumped a little, but didn't look at him 'what's wrong with her?' he floor shifted and they could hear the elevator, they felt it shift and lift them as they waited to get to their floor. About half way up it lurched and they could hear grinding, and some other not to good noises. 'Christ what was that!" Ilsa said and she moved forward trying to get her balance."It's stuck, nothing to panic about" Elliot said as he grabbed the emergency phone and called, "Shouldn't be too long before it's fixed" Elliot pulled his tie loose and leant against the wall, Ilsa on the other hand stood there not moving, trying to keep calm, she closed her eyes and took deep breaths, but it wasn't helping to much, It felt like it was getting hotter and staying calm was harder then she thought it would looked over "you ok?"

"Fine" she snapped back, there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and try as she might she just couldn't calm her breathing, She started to pace back and forth from one side of the elevator to the other, trying not to get to close to Elliot. He put his hand out to place it on her shoulder "Hey calm down we'll be ok" She moved away from his touch and out of reach
"Just don't, ok"He looked at her and let his hand drop, not taking his eyes off her
"If you don't calm down your going to hyperventilate" he said shaking his head "Look just sit down" again he reached out to her.

"Don't Elliot!" she snapped and looked at him, eyes starting to water "Don't touch me, I just…stay there and…and don't touch me" she said her voice tight and emotional, she was rambling to herself, muttering incoherently. The elevator dropped a little and Ilsa lost her balance and yelled landing against a wall, Elliot wanted to help her and make sure she was ok, she seemed to be having a panic attack or mental breakdown something like that, but every time he went near her she freaked, he could take a hint, especially one as clear and strong as that.
She finally took his advice and sat down sitting in the corner facing the door, away from him, still muttering she wrapped her arms around her knees and pulled them to her chest. It wasn't just the fact that they could go crashing into the abyss below at any moment that was bothering her, but something else, something that had been haunting her for years…

It was about an hour before they got help, once they were up to there floor Ilsa was out the doors with Elliot behind her, she went straight for the bathroom and didn't come out for a while. She stood infront of the mirror looking at herself, she slashed icy water into her face and rubbed her eyes cover her head with the cold water she took deep breaths "Come on Ilsa, don't loose it" she said gripping the sink until her knuckles went white from the pressure "Don't lose it" she scoffed "you talking to yourself in the mirror, your already lost it girl" she smiled a little, and walked out the bathroom, trying to pretend like nothing happened, like nothing was bothering her.

Elliot walked in the squad room and to his friends and co-workers. "You ok?" Olivia asked looking to see where Ilsa was "Where's Ilsa?" she asked"I don't know, bathroom I think" he said sitting at his desk running his hand over his face, thinking about what had just happened, and what the hell was going on with the new kid.

"What happened?" Fin asked walking up and sitting on the edge of his desk

"I don't know, the elevator stopped and we had to wait for someone to help us, and she was acting weird"

"You just noticed that" Munch said sarcastically from his desk

"No I mean, she was pacing and talking to herself, and every time I went near her she flipped and yelled at me. then she just sat in the corner and wouldn't move till they came" Everyone went quiet, and looked at eachother, that was untill they noticed Ilsa walking back into the room.

Ilsa walked back into the room, looking pale, a cold look in her eyes, and water droplets still visible, her hair and face were still wet, but she walked through looking at each of there faces and saying nothing, she sat at her desk, back to them and went through some papers looking for one person, Anne's uncle.....

A/N Ooo Ilsa has, a secret wonder what it is ? You might be able to guess what it is, or you might not, don't mind if you've figured it out, but i wont tell you it's my little secret.
Anyway please R&R and let me know if you like it, where i can improve and what else i can do, hope you Enjoyed reading!
P.S- I'll try and make the next chapter longer then this one.