Disclaimer: Not my characters

Disclaimer: Not my characters

Fin and Olivia walked into the precinct together. The first thing that they noticed was that the place was empty, or as close to empty as it ever got. Munch and Elliot were no where to be seen. So, instead of just sitting down at their desks and working, the two decided to ask the captain if something was wrong.

Cragen noticed the arrival of his two detectives. He also saw the worry flash across their faces. Walking out of his office, Cragen decided to ease their fears and give them what he expected to be some of the best news that they had heard all day.

"Well, you guys took awhile in getting back." Cragen greeted them, "I hope that everything went well. Are Tyler and Jerry down in the lock-up?"

"Umm…No, not really," Fin debated how to tell his captain the news. "They both ran, and we were unable to catch them."

"Both of them decided to run?" Cragen was more surprised with the fact that his detectives had been unable to catch either of them then the fact that two more of their suspects had run. "That means the whole group decided to run."

"What do you mean?" Fin was confused. Elliot and Munch weren't back yet, how could Cragen know that the others had run as well.

"Elliot and John came back an hour ago. They were unable to find Jacob, Alex, or Charles. They asked the neighbors, and both of them had been seen loading a car and then driving away. Seeing as we have can't do much more with this case tonight, and its 6 o'clock, I told Elliot and John to go home. I'm telling the two of you to do the same thing. Go home, and get some sleep, but come back tomorrow. I'm sorry, I know its Sunday, but we need to figure out how to find out five suspects."

"We get to go home?" Olivia was not sure if this was a good or a bad thing. Going home meant that she had to walk up the stairs again. "Are you sure there is nothing more that we can do tonight?"

Olivia looked up for the first time since she had entered the room, and Cragen could see a bruise spreading across her face. He shook his head, both in answer to her question and in sadness. At least now he knew why two of their suspects had escaped from his detectives, or at least he had a guess.

"There is nothing more to do tonight. Olivia, what happened to your face?"

Fin looked at Olivia, waiting to hear how she was going to phrase the story. When she looked at him, his look told her that the truth was the only thing that he would be supporting.

"Well…We were at Tyler's house, and he ran away from us. We followed, and then Jerry appeared. He hit me, and then ran away."

"How in the world did he get close enough to hit you?"

"Well, he kind-of snuck up behind us when we weren't paying attention. I mean, at the time we only knew that Tyler was there, and we were focused on him. We never expected Jerry to appear."

"Olivia, that bruise looks a little painful, are you going to be alright?"

"Of course Captain, I'm fine."

Fin snorted. "What she means is that the bruise on the back of her head is more painful and is drowning out the pain on her face."

Olivia shot him a look of disgust. She had thought that maybe Fin would neglect to mention the fact that she had fallen. Apparently she had been mistaken.

"You see Captain, when Olivia was hit, she fell, and hit her head."

"Have you seen a doctor yet Olivia?" Cragen knew the answer but it never hurt to ask.

"No, and I don't need to. I will ice it when I get home, and everything will be fine."

Cragen shook his head, and then waved his hand at the two of them. Pushing Olivia to do something she did not want to was like trying to move a tree. He was too tired to try tonight. "Fine, both of you just go home."

Cragen walked back into his office, he wanted to go home too. After grabbing his coat and waving to his detectives, Cragen left, assuming that they would both follow within the next few minutes.

Fin looked at Olivia. "I'm leaving. I can't wait to get home."

"Me, too. I just need to use the bathroom."

Olivia walked into the woman's room, and did not come out for ten minutes. When she finally came out, Fin was gone. She sighed, her plan had worked perfectly. There was no way that she was going home anytime soon. Olivia walked into the looker room to shower and change. Looking at herself in the mirror, Olivia was happy that she had been able to borrow makeup from another woman. Seeing the bright colors that all of her bruises left across her face, she knew that she would definitely need it in the morning. She also knew that she would have to be triply sure to get up before anyone else came in. No one could see her like this.

Sighing again, Olivia walked up to the crib and lay down on a bed. She was asleep within minutes. Thankfully, she was too tired to dream, and too tired to be awoken by the constant sound of activity in the room below. Even if most people were gone, there was always some level of activity in the 1-6.

Only a few hours after she had fallen asleep, Olivia felt her phone vibrating against her side. She jumped, immediately awake. Flipping open the top she answered it.

"Benson."

"Olivia, I'm really sorry to wake you for the second night straight…"

"Eliot it's fine. You do what you have to do."

"Well, in that case, I need to ask you to come down to the precinct. We have another victim. John and I already searched the scene: the Captain had called us an hour ago. Do you want me to swing by your place and pick you up?"

"Uh…No thank you. I'm almost at my car no. I'll be fine." Olivia was lying through her teeth, she just hopped Elliot would not notice.

"It's really no problem, the scene was really close to your apartment again, so it will be no trouble."

"If the scene was so close, why wasn't I called?"

"The Captain wanted you to sleep a little. We all understood. So I will pick you up then?"

"Elliot I am in my car driving to the precinct right now. There is no need to pick me up."

"Wow! You're talented."

"What do you mean Elliot?" Olivia was not in the mood for sarcasm. Elliot and John were on their way here; that meant that she had to get ready before they came.

"Well, it's a little hard to drive here when you are already at the precinct."

"What?!" Olivia closed her phone and walked as quickly as she could out of the crib, she was still sore from the day before. Looking over the railing she saw Elliot standing next to her desk holding up her coat.

"Oh! There you are." Elliot smiled at Olivia as she walked down the stairs and straight into the locker room, never once looking at him.