I thought we would always, be together. The love we shared was gonna, last forever. Once I was your, one and only. Now here I sit, Mr. Lonely. He'll hold you tonight. But I won't! What's he got that I don't? The one thing I thought I'd never lose! He's got you!

Brooksand Dunn 'He's Got You'

SVU Precinct 6:17 AM

"You look like death ran over twice," Munch said to Elliot as the older detective walked over to the group of people gathered around the dead body that had been dumped right in front of the precinct, the rain falling down on them in tiny stinging drops.

"Not today, Munch," warned Elliot as he downed a swig of his coffee looking eagerly around for Olivia to arrive, his hand literally itching to call her and make sure she's alright.

"I take it someone's in a bad mood this morning?"

"Munch!"

Munch's tone reeked with mock defeat as he grabbed a pair of forensic gloves from his jacket pocket. "Sorry, sorry. I can obviously see you're in a great cheerful mood this fine day."

Munch ignored Elliot's harsh glare as he walked over and picked up the cup of coffee Elliot had bought him. He was about to take a drink of it before he noticed that there was only two cups of coffee in the cheap cardboard holder and one in Elliot's other hand

Munch sighed as he silently put his full hot steaming cup of liquid caffeine back in the holder.

"No that's your cup," Elliot said as he held out the holder to him. "Just the way you like it; black."

"Yeah I noticed," Munch grumbled as he turned back to him. "Sorry if I wanna prevent yet another immature fight between you two and say you just forgot mine."

Elliot shrugged carelessly as he took a sip of his own. "I'm sure he'll just con Olivia into buying him his own cup, don't worry about it."

Munch turned towards Elliot and narrowed his eyes behind his dark sunglasses. "I get that you're hurt that another dog pissed on your fire hydrant, but that's my partner and best friend you're talking about. I don't wanna get in the middle of this Twilight love affair thing you guy have going on, but knock off the insults okay?"

"And that's my partner and best friend he's screwing with no other reason than to screw. He doesn't care about her, he doesn't love her, and he has no plans to take this beyond anything then one night of great sex. He is going to hurt her, Munch, and Olivia is so wrapped around his finger convinced he cares about her that she doesn't see the truth."

Munch stared at him for a moment in disbelief unable to come up with any response that could match the stupidity of that statement. He shook his head in astonishment before he walked into the precinct.

Elliot took another sip of his coffee before he saw Fin's pull into the garage and glowered when he saw Olivia in the passenger side.

He put his cup into one of the holders before he used his free hand to take the cap off of the coffee that Munch had left for Fin. He poured it into the street before he tossed the cup and cap into a nearby garbage bin.

He turned towards the garage and waited until Olivia and Fin walked up from the garage. He started to walk over to them when he stopped dead when he saw Olivia pulling her hair back and underneath her Yankee's hat in a desperate attempt to keep it dry and Fin straightening the cap.

Elliot had bought her that hat directly from Yankee Stadium as a gift when they went there one of their only free Saturdays together. Fin had NO right to even look at it much less touch it.

He walked over to the pair and he opened his mouth to say something about it but when he saw the look of fright on Olivia's face he decided that now wouldn't be the best time to bring it up…

"You okay?" he asked as he looked directly at Olivia and ignored Fin completely.

"I'm fine," she told him with a shaky breath. "What do we got so far?"

"Waiting for Warner but I'm guess it's something to do with chemicals."

Elliot reached out with the holder towards Olivia. "Got you some coffee."

Olivia reached out to take it before she noticed that there was only one cup in the holder.

She looked up at him and shook her head before took it and handed it to Fin, giving him a look of anger and, what Elliot was astonished to see, hurt.

He swallowed hard before she stormed past him towards the large crowd of people.

"Nice move, Stabler," Fin muttered as he walked past him.

Elliot glared at his retreating back before he followed the couple. Fin handed Olivia back the coffee as they approached the body.

Olivia walked over and threw it in the wastebasket, glaring at Elliot as she did before she went back over to Fin.

Elliot sighed as he walked over to Olivia and handed her his own coffee. "Here," he muttered so that Fin couldn't hear him. "I think you'll need this worse than any of us. It'll make you feel better."

Olivia took the cup and looked at it for a brief moment before she took the cap off and dumped it at his feet.

"Christ, Liv!" Elliot shouted as he jumped back as the scolding liquid landed on his shoes. "What the hell?"

"You're right," she said dryly, "that did make me feel better."

She glared at him once more before she made her way over to the body with a smirking Fin following.

"Prick," he mumbled as he too went up to the body.

Olivia, Fin, and Elliot all bent down next to the body and Olivia and Fin gasped as she uncovered the sheet.

Her brown eyes widened as she looked over the grotesque looking body that was at least ninety nine percent covered in ugly dark red and black splotches and burns. "What the hell did he do to her?"

"No idea. Those are no burns like I ever saw before. There's something else.

Elliot swallowed hard and lifted up the sheet to show her the cut up stomach.

"Oh Christ," Olivia muttered as she saw the message Wilson had left. 'To Olivia'.

Fin reached over and tenderly rubbed her shoulders. "We'll get him, baby," he whispered softly as he reached over and pressed his lips against the side of her head.

Elliot rolled his eyes as she nodded softly and leaned into his embrace. Tears mixed in with the raindrops falling down her face that she quickly wiped away.

Elliot cleared his throat in hopes to draw the couple out of their small moment. "There's also a huge chunk cut out of her lower back that looks like maybe he cut out a tattoo?"

"Let's just hope he didn't go deep enough and we can have some help identifying her," Olivia said as she pulled away from him and stood up. "How do we know that this is even Reba LeFave?"

With another glare to tide Fin over Elliot walked over to one of the numerous CSI's and took a handful of laminated papers in individual evidence bags from him and showed it to Olivia, ignoring Fin once again. "He mention's her by name and who else would type up the description of the attack?"

"He laminated the papers?" Fin asked as he looked over the thin pieces of plastic over the paper. "Why the hell would he do that?"

"He's mocking us," said Olivia as she looked them over. "How easy is it to get prints off of laminated materials? I'll bet my life there's not even a partial on any of those. And like you said before he knew it was gonna rain. He didn't want them to get screwed up when they got wet."

"Do we even know this girls address?" Fin asked as he looked down at the corpse. "How are we supposed to give notification?"

Elliot shook his head and ruffled through the papers until he found the right one. "The only location he mentions in the letters is when he says 'in the alley way between Lenox and McCarthy I seized her.' Then he talks about driving her around, cutting her up, injecting her with something that made her scream and dropping her off here."

"So what does Cragen want us to do?" asked Olivia.

"Right now he's trying to deal with IAB wondering how a dead body was dropped off at the precinct without anyone realizing it so it's up to us," Elliot informed her.

"Okay so Fin and Munch will go down to the alley way he mentions in the letter and me and Elliot will watch the security cameras, see if we can get anything from then and if we can't then we go talk to Wilson while we wait for forensics to come back on the evidence."

Elliot shot a look of smugness at Fin that Olivia unfortunately missed.

Fin glared back before he turned to Olivia and wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer and kissed her softly on the lips and for the second time this morning Elliot rolled his eyes.

"Stay safe, baby," Fin muttered in her ear before he kissed the spot behind it that forced Olivia to bite her lip to hold back a moan.

He pulled away from her reluctantly and returned his own smug grin before he headed inside to inform Munch of their plan.

Elliot went over to her and stood in front of her. "You hate kissing like that in public," he grumbled as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Why are you letting him get away with that crap?"

"No YOU hated it," Olivia reminded him. "I just said I did as well so you didn't feel as shitty about it."

Elliot glared at her and she gave him a look back of equal annoyance. "Sorry if I didn't feel like acting like immature teenagers making out before class every three seconds. I hold you in higher regard then that but I guess he could care less."

The two detectives glowered at one another for a moment before Olivia shook her head and walked away from him with Elliot following close behind, knowing he had won the battle but unable to even remotely smile about it.

Several hours of silence later Olivia sighed as she and Elliot watched the last few minutes of the thirtieth security video they had been forced to watch.

"You would think tracking a car with a black cloth over their license plate numbers would be easy to find in this city," Elliot muttered as he sped through the video trying to spot their car.

Olivia let out a groan as that video ended and she rubbed her temples in annoyance. "This is impossible. We can't track a single car from the precinct to wherever Wilson stole it from. There are too many angles and streets he could have come down. Plus not to mention we didn't even begin to watch the tapes from where he picked up the girl because we don't even know when he picked her up."

"You wanna leave there's the door," Elliot said as he ejected the tape and put in the next one. "It wasn't my name cut on a dead woman's body."

Olivia glared harshly at him but he refused to look over at the irate woman.

"I'm calling Fin," she announced as she stood up from the chair she had been sitting in for at least ten hours and got out her phone.

"Whatever he told you I'm sure he can go on without hearing your voice every few seconds," Elliot mumbled just loud enough for her to hear it. "Besides we have work to do; whatever you need to talk to him about can wait."

"Funny, you never worried about work when we took an hour break to go to the crib and have sex," Olivia snapped. "And I was gonna call him to ask how the case was going!"

"Who's having sex in the crib?" rang Munch's voice from the doorway making the two detectives look over at the frame where an amused Munch and a slightly annoyed Fin stood.

"No one anymore," said Elliot before Olivia could open her mouth. "What are you guys doing back?"

"We came to share with you the spoils of our finds," Munch announced as he held up a folder and tossed it at Elliot who opened the manila flaps eagerly.

"Munch, there's nothing in here," Elliot said as he looked over the seemingly empty flaps.

"So you get the metaphor?"

Elliot sighed as he tossed the empty folder to the floor and leaned back in his chair. "So you guys found nothing?"

"Zilch. It was in a shady area of town so of course no one saw anything. No working security cameras anywhere around where she got scooped up so we can't even track where the car came from to pick her up."

"After we wasted about half a day going over the area we headed over the morgue where we learned that Wilson wasn't as kind to her as we expected. He didn't rape her but Warner found bruises on her arms and legs where she was restrained, blood leaking from inside her, and a tiny needle mark on her arm… The bastard injected lye directly into her blood stream and onto the wound on her back.

"Jesus!" Olivia muttered as she shuddered in disgust. "How long did she suffer?"

"Only for a few minutes," Fin told her. "She said the lye would have burnt through the blood vessels and the skin so quickly that the internal bleeding would have killed her in less than ten minutes."

"Those ten minutes must have been excruciating though," Munch added gaining a glare from both Fin and Elliot.

The revulsion in her tone was easily heard no matter how hard she tried to disguise it. "What- what else did you find out?"

"No prints on the paper and no hairs, fibers, or fluids on the body just like with all the other ones. It's gonna take Warner a few days to recreate her face so she can get some kind of photo ID to work off of," Fin said.

"The lye also burnt off any ink left over from the tattoo," Munch added, "so no way we can ID her from that."

Olivia nodded and struggled, and failed in Elliot's eyes, to mask her fear. "Okay… so where do we go from here?"

"First," Elliot said as he too stood up from the chair. "We get you an order of protection."

"No."

"Liv, come on," Elliot argued. "This bastard is after you. You saw what he did to this poor woman! What if he plans to do the same to you?"

"I don't want an order of protection, I can handle him myself," she said defiantly. "I'm not some damsel in distress that needs saving!"

"He wants to see you dead, Olivia!"

"Would you ask for an order of protection for yourself just because someone after you wanted to see you dead?"

"We're not talking about me we're talking about you! Wilson is a cold blooded intelligent dangerous killer with no conscious who thinks he's smarter than God! You need protection!"

"No I don't."

"Yes you do!"

"No I don't."

"Yes you-!"

"I'll do it!"

Both Elliot and Olivia turned towards the voice and while Elliot rolled his eyes and scoffed Olivia glared at him.

"I can handle myself, Fin. I don't need you or anyone else to protect me," Olivia told him, feeling more hurt when he said she needed protection then when Elliot did.

"I know that, baby," he said as he walked over to her. "We all know that but I'm worried about you."

"I don't want you to be and I don't need you to be," she told him.

"Remember what I told you yesterday? I'm your man," he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, ignoring Elliot's obnoxious eye rolling. "It's my job to take care of you and worry about you. Hell you could probably kick every ass in this room and then some, but it's not gonna stop me from worrying."

Olivia blushed as Fin gave her a soft smile and kissed her gently. "Just let me do it," he muttered low in her ear so no one else could hear. "It'll get Stabler off your back and it'll be more laid back then a real protection detail. Please, Liv. For me?"

She sighed as she pulled away from his touch and looked up into his brown eyes. "Fine." She turned towards a stunned Elliot and nodded towards Fin. "Fin's gonna be my protection detail."

Elliot shook his head. "No."

"And why not?"

"Because he can't protect you," snarled Elliot angrily.

Fin glared at him as he let go of Olivia and walked over to him, crossing his arms. "Who the hell says I can't?"

Elliot glowered at his brown eyed nemesis before he crossed his own arms and said the worst thing he could possibly say to him. "Does Sealview ring a bell? You couldn't protect her against some idiot prison guard, what the hell makes you think you're able to protect her from this psycho?"

Olivia gasped while Fin's mouth fell open in astonishment at Elliot's harsh words. He took a step away from him and stared at him for a moment before he stormed out of the room.

Elliot at once felt the crushing pain of guilt reign down on him as he half considered going after him and apologizing for what he had said.

"I can't believe you said that to him."

The pain in Olivia's words cut through him like physical pain and Elliot licked his now dry lips. "Liv, I'm sorry. I didn't mean-."

"Yes you did. You wanted a way to hurt him and you said the cruelest thing you could to him." Tears grew in Olivia's eyes and she hastily wiped them away. "And in case you didn't notice I couldn't even defend myself against 'some idiot prison guard' so thanks for that."

Without another word Olivia stormed out of the small room calling out to Fin to stop.

"Liv, wait!" Elliot cried as he took a step to go after her but Munch put a hand out to stop him.

"No," Munch told him as he pushed him away. "Not this time."

With a final glare Munch walked away from him, leaving him completely alone.