***CROSSOVER*** Kay Howard from "Homicide: Life On The Street" in SVU
Original characters belong to Dick Wolf(Law and Order: Special Victims Unit) and Tom Fontana (Homicide: Life On The Street)
Elliot is in Baltimore for a mission, but there will be bad news for him.
13. Welcome to Charm City
"Kay Howard?"
"You must be Elliot Stabler!", the woman said and stood up.
"That's me."
"Welcome to Baltimore. How's John?"
"He's a grumpy old man, full of sarcasm and a bunch of conspiracy theories. He's fine."
"Same old Munch! So, how can I help you cutie?"
"I'm searching for someone here in Baltimore. And I've never been here before, so…"
"I got it! You need me to show you around."
"Yeah."
"Well, we can get some help from technology. Who are you looking for?"
"Kwasi Randall."
Kay texted his name on her computer.
"Any other information?", she asked.
"Father's name: Odafin Tutuola. Mother's name: Teresa Randall. Born in New York, February 18 of 1984"
"Here you are!", Kay said after a while.
"Munch you should be here!", he mumbled.
"Federal Hill, South Baltimore. The boy has a taste! I'll be off duty in an n hour. Can you wait for me?"
"Of course, Kay. I'll go grab a coffee."
They were walking in Federal Hill looking for Ken's address. It was easy for Kay to find the building.
Elliot buzzed but there was no reply.
"At least, now you know where you can find him."
"Lucky me!"
"Want to see more from B'more?"
"Get in on it!"
"You're learning! Good boy!"
After a long walk in the streets of Baltimore and Kay's guiding skills, Elliot felt his feet unable to move anymore.
"Fancy a drink?", Kay asked.
"Sounds good."
"Great!"
They sat on a bar. Elliot was really tired of hearing Kay's delirium.
She was talking about men and life in Baltimore. Then his phone rang. It was Olivia but he didn't answer.
"Your wife?"
"No, a colleague. Kay, I'm enjoying your company, but I think we should call it a day."
"But you didn't tell me about you. Your family? I see you're wearing a wedding ring."
"My story isn't that exciting. You'll get bored to death. Seriously, not big deal."
"You don't talk about your wife. You've told me more about Munch, the guy called Fin and your job, but nothing 'bout her. You haven't called her. So, I suppose that there's something wrong."
"Conjecture. How could you jump to that conclusion?"
"Mind you, I'm a detective."
"Of course you are!"
"So, I'm right."
"I guess that I'm not good a t keeping a woman happy. I already got a divorce, a disappointed wife and six children that I hardly see."
"Oh boy! And you said that your life is boring. You men, you are pigs. I'm in relationship with Jack.", she took a sip of whiskey. "Daniels.", she completed.
"Hey, hey, take it easy!"
"I see there is chivalry in New York. You're such a sweet and sexy boy. I'm still ok."
"I'll drive you home."
"One more drink."
"You had enough. Let's go now. I pay."
The next morning Elliot went at Ken's address. He buzzed once again, but there was no response. He heard a male voice right behind him.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?", he asked Elliot.
"Goodmorning, I'm looking for Ken Randall. I'm a friend from New York. My name is… David Philips."
"I'm Nick Atkins, Ken's friend."
"Is Ken upstairs?"
"No. I take care of the dog. Her name is Marlene."
Elliot kneeled and caressed the dog.
"Too bad he's not here."
"He'll be back tonight. He's in Georgia for a meeting."
"Good, I hope I'll see him. We haven't met for many years."
"I'm really close to Ken and he never mentioned you."
"Little Ken! I know him since he was a toddler and he never talked about me to his friend!"
"Do you know his father?"
"Um… I've met him once or twice. I'm his mother's friend."
"His father is a prick!"
"Why you say that?"
"He just left them and he never cared about his son. They don't even talk each other. Some father!"
"I'm sure his father loves his son."
"Don't be so sure. He can't accept Ken just the way he is. Anyways, I'll let Ken know that you were here, Mr. Philips."
"Nice to meet you. Have a nice day."
Elliot decided to wait for Ken to come back home. He would wait for him all night long. Watch -over. Good old detective tactic.
All he needed was a car and a partner. And so he had Kay and a sedan.
"I brought some donuts."
"Thanks Kay."
For the next two hours Kay kept on asking him about sexual predators. Ken wasn't there yet. Elliot recalledthe long-lasting watch-over he had with Olivia.
"I'm sorry about yesterday."
"What?"
"I was wasted."
"Don't even think about it. The last time I got drunk I had a child."
"Do you have any photo of your wife?"
Elliot gave her reluctantly a photograph.
"That's Olivia and my daughter Eleanor."
"God, she's so good-looking! And your daughter has your incredible blue eyes and your wife's lips. And you left your wife alone in New York? You are all assholes! You say that you love us and you want us to be the mothers of your children. And then what? You ignore us, you…"
"Hey Kay! Look who's there!"
Ken just exited the taxi and searched for his keys. Elliot stepped out of the car and approached him.
"Ken?"
Ken felt frightened, but then he realized that there was a familiar face.
"Detective Stabler! What brings you there?"
"I was looking for you."
"Something wrong with Fin?"
"It's about you. We really have to talk. I know you are tired…"
"I'm sorry, my partner is upstairs and he's waiting for me. Can't we meet tomorrow evening?"
"That's my phone number. Ken it's really important."
Elliot got into the car once again and sat without sharing a single word.
"That was fast! Hey, lover boy, you had a call while you were out. It was Cragen."
"That's my Captain."
Elliot called Cragen back.
"Captain, I'm sorry I didn't answer. What? When?", Elliot got pale and the phone slipped from his hands.
"Elliot, what happened?", she asked concerned.
"My wife… Oh my God! Olivia got shot!"
What will happen? Next chapter up soon!
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