Author's Note: Heyy everybody! Sorry this took so long, life has been a little hectic the past couple weeks but anyways, here's chapter three! Please don't forget to review when you're done reading :)

Chapter three

"Elliot, there's one thing I think you should know about Olivia before we see her." George started to say as the two stood waiting for Agent Porter and Olivia.

"What?" He answered before seeing Olivia walk through the gate doors. He wasn't exactly sure how much different but he knew she looked different than the last time they saw eachother, he would know that woman anywhere though. "There she is." He said to Huang before racing to embrace her. "Liv!" He yelled to get her attention when he was a few feet away. "Olivia!" He said as he pulled her into her arms.

"Elliot!" George yelled after him. "Elliot, she doesn't…"

Olivia's body went all but limp in Elliot's embrace. She knew that she should know this man, and she felt like she did know him, she just couldn't place him and that bothered her. That didn't change the fact that she was being hugged by a man she didn't know though.

"…remember anything." Huang finished.

"What?" Elliot said as he spun to look at George who was walking up behind him. "What do you mean she doesn't remember anything Huang?"

"Detective Benson sustained a pretty severe concussion while away, causing much of her memory to disappear." Dean decided to interject.

"So…does she have any idea who I am?" Elliot asked nobody in particular.

"Why are you speaking about me like I'm not here? What the hell?" Olivia voiced her frustration.

"Are you sure she has amnesia?" Elliot asked. "Because that sounds exactly like Olivia."

"I prefer to be called Persephone." Olivia said. "Persephone James, nice to meet you." Olivia said with an attitude that was clearly seething from her voice as she held her hand out to Elliot.

Elliot looked at Huang then Dean before looking back at Olivia. "Detective Elliot Stabler." He replied.

"Nice to meet you Elliot," She said to him as they shook hands awkwardly before looking towards George. "So Agent Huang, how do we go about this?" She asked him.

"Well, I was hoping we could take you home," He started "well, Olivia's home and maybe something will come back to you." He suggested.

"Are you sure it's such a good idea for this to happen so quickly?" Dean asked protectively.

"I think the sooner the better, less time for more to slip away." George told Dean as Olivia and Elliot stared at each other for a moment. "Shall we go then?" George asked as he looked at the two detectives.

"Yea, how many bags did you bring Li-" Elliot caught himself as quickly as possible. "Persephone."

"Just this one." Persephone said as she looked at the large duffel bag currently residing on her left shoulder.

"Here, let me get it for you." Elliot offered as he held his hand out for the bag.

"Thanks." Persephone said, handing over her bag before following everybody to Elliot's cruiser.

Elliot led everybody up to Olivia's apartment. "And why do you have a key Detective Stabler?" Persephone asked him as he slid the cold metal into both of the two locks of the door.

"In case I needed to get in and you- she wasn't here." Elliot answered as he opened the door and allowed everybody into the decent sized Manhattan apartment.

"Why would you need to get in while Olivia isn't home?" Persephone asked.

"Because…" Elliot was doubting the amnesia with how she was pestering him about something so silly. "I just have one in case I need it, okay?"

"This is where she, I, we live?" Persephone voiced, leaving the pestering and bothering behind.

"It's not much, but Liv loves this place. She thought it was perfect." Elliot answered.

"Persephone, is anything coming back?" George asked carefully.

Persephone stood and looked around for a moment. Bits and pieces were coming back but nothing huge. "I…well…" She started as she thought about everything. "Who's this?" She asked as she picked up a picture.

Elliot walked over to look at the picture with her. "That's your mom." He replied, praying she didn't ask the question he knew she would. "Olivia's mom." He corrected himself. "Sorry."

"It's okay." She paused. "Where is she?" Persephone asked as she stood staring at the picture as she felt anger, pain, and sadness swell through every bit of her body.

"She's…"Elliot thought of how to say this nicely without causing a breakdown. "She passed away about seven years ago I think."

"Oh." That was all Persephone could say. She looked like a nice lady, despite the feelings Persephone felt.

"Persephone, do you want to stay here tonight? Or there's a hotel just a couple blocks away." Dean asked her.

She thought about her answer for a moment before speaking again. "I think I want to stay here. Maybe I'll remember something?" She spoke.

"Do you need somebody to stay with you?" George asked kindly smiling.

Persephone nodded politely. "If somebody could please, just in case I have any questions."

"I can." Elliot volunteered.

"But won't your wife have a problem with that?" Persephone asked causing everybody to gawk at her for a second. "What?" She asked.

"How do you know he's married?" Dean asked.

Persephone pointed to his left ring finger. "He has a tan line where a wedding ring goes."

"You're such a cop!" Dean yelled at her as the three men smiled.

At that moment they all heard a knock at the door. "Anybody expecting company?" Elliot asked.

Nobody answered as Elliot walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

"Open up the door El!" They all heard a woman yell from the hall.

"Who is that?" Persephone asked as she watched Elliot walk over to the door.

"That would be one of Olivia's closest friends." Elliot said as he opened the door.

A fiery red head stormed into the apartment speaking so fast Persephone had a hard time understanding her as she spoke. "Sorry to barge in like this but I was walking by and noticed Liv's lights were on, and I knew it had to be you in here because you're the only one that has a key besides her. Speaking of which, what the hell Elliot? She's not here, and she would tear you a new one if she knew you were here so why are you breaking in to her-" Casey noticed Olivia standing in her living room just a few feet away. "Elliot, it's been a long day so I need you to tell me I'm not day dreaming please." Casey said in his direction as she held eye contact with Olivia.

"Casey, meet Persephone James." Elliot said slowly.

"Nice to meet you." Persephone said, holding out her hand with a smile.

"Casey Novak." The ADA responded as she politely shook her hand before turning back to Elliot. "She isn't…?"

"She is." Elliot said.

"But how?" Casey asked.

"She sustained a severe concussion while undercover and doesn't exactly remember anything about Olivia." He answered.

"Oh." Casey said turning around again.

"You know it's not a crime to talk about me like I'm here!" Persephone said as she flopped down on the couch.

"Sorry, it's just-" Casey tried to explain.

"It's whatever." Persephone said before looking at the small group standing in her apartment. "Can I go to bed now?"

"Has it been decided who's staying?" Dean asked.

"Staying where?" Casey responded.

"Somebody is staying the night so that if any of Persephone's memories return, someone can answer any questions she has." Huang answered.

"And since I know the most about-" Elliot started.

"No way Stabler, I've got this one." Casey answered.

"Casey."

"You have to be at work in the morning and I don't I think I win." Casey stated.

And that was that, Casey was staying the night with Persephone.