Chapter 20: Epilogue

Disclaimer: All mine!! All miiiiinee!! Bwahahaha! Wait! Dick, best friend! I didn't mean it!! It was…it was a- a joke! Yeah, that's it…a joke! Wait! No! No Stop! Damn…another lawsuit.

A/N: Okay, this is it! Last chapter! Many of you have been asking me if I'm doing a sequel…I can't. And you'll see why in this chapter. Daxi may appear in some other stories, though. I don't know yet. I really hope you like this chapter. There is not a whole lot of action, but it kinda wraps things up. You may not like what I've done, so I'm sorry.

This chapter basically sums everything with Kaye (Daxi) and the squad up. I really hope you enjoy it! I don't know what I'm going to do now. This story has basically been my life for the past month or so. What to do…? I mean I'm not gonna do schoolwork, cause, hey, what's the point? (LOL Ms. F!!!!) Nah, but seriously, I guess I'll enter some more stories that have been floating around in my overcrowded head.

I am sooooo friggin' tired! I didn't sleep at all last night. Not even for a minute. Instead, I watched Bad Boys 2. Will Smith is sooo hot! I think I've watched every movie he's been in… But, I'm not obsessed. I can only have one obsession at a time and, right now, it's SVU. And it's going to be SVU for a looong time. After Bad Boys 2 I watched Seven, then Charlie's Angels 1 and 2, then I went to school. I was in Science class, and while I love my science teacher, the topic of Earth Science does not fascinate me. (Sorry if any of you are Earth Science majors.) I was pretty much asleep. Not quite there, but almost. The weird thing is, is that I heard every word she said.

Now, English today! Wheww! How boring was that?! Ahahaha! I just kidding Ms. F!! To be honest, I don't really remember what I did in most of my classes today. I should probably work on that…Naw, I don't feel like it. Too lazy. So how excited are we? The new episode of Law and Order SVU is on tomorrow!! Yay! It's been a whole month since we saw a new one.

Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I think that was the most reviews I think I have ever gotten! We are now up to 227! Yay! Like I always say…I'm a review junkie so please, please, please with sugar on top review!

This chapter is for Kiki and JusticeIsBlind13 because you guys are just that cool!

(I used a lot of o's in this Author's Note. Sorry, don't know where that came from.)

ENJOY MUCH!!

Three Years Later

Three years have passed since Kaye's funeral. And not a day had gone by where Elliot, Olivia, Munch, Fin, and Casey hadn't thought of her. They all missed her, but they had learned to hide their pain. Yes, they would always grieve for her, but they tried to remember her in life. Unfortunately, that proved harder than it sounded because all they could ever think about was how she had sacrificed herself. Every time they closed their eyes and thought about her, they would see her face. That cocky smile that had become her trademark.

Many nights Elliot had comforted Olivia. She blamed herself; always saying that if she had been stronger and hadn't needed to lean on Kaye they may have gotten out alive. Olivia would cry into Elliot's shirt as they lay in bed, silently taking strength from each other.

They had gotten engaged about a month after Kaye's death and married ten months later. Olivia hadn't wanted to look pregnant in her dress so they had agreed to wait until after the baby was born. The baby turned out to be a beautiful baby girl whom they named Jennifer. They were just one happy family; Elliot Stabler, Olivia Stabler, and Jen Stabler. Instead of hiring a babysitter they took Jen to work with them everyday. What safer place than a police station? But, they still remembered the day that 20 armed men had almost destroyed them. How could they forget the day that began the rest of their lives?

John and Casey were also engaged a month after Kaye died. Their wedding was eleven months later. Casey's baby and Olivia's baby, oddly enough, were born on the same day about an hour apart. Casey's baby had come at about 10:10 pm and Olivia's had followed soon after at about 11:14 pm on August 1, 2007.

Casey and John had named their baby Kristina. The two happy couples and their babies made it through three years before it happened. Three years steeped in the darkness of death, yet brightened with the prospect of new life. And those three years were about to come crashing down.

Olivia, Elliot, Fin, and Casey sat in the squad room watching their baby's play. Kristina and Jen were about 2 and a half, but both were mature in many ways. Jen had bright blue eyes like her father and auburn hair that was highlighted with red in the sunlight from her mother. She was a charming child; she was always smiling, but she was persistent and stubborn like both her parents.

Kristina had straight red hair that was streaked with gold in the sunlight and blue eyes, that no one really knew the origin. Their best guess was that because Daxi also had blue eyes, Munch must have the gene somewhere in his family. Kaye was also stubborn, but very argumentative like her mom and dad. It was either her way or the highway.

There had been many changes in the 1-6 since Kaye's death. Cragen had died about a year after Kaye. He had been driving to work when an 18 wheeler smashed into the driver's side of Cragen's car. Cragen had been rushed to the hospital, but it was too late. There was nothing the doctors could do; he was gone before they ever reached the hospital. So they had buried another one of their colleagues and their hearts had mourned. But, like all humans do, they moved on, realizing that Cragen would not have wanted them to mope around for too long.

The driver of the 18 wheeler had been high and wasn't paying attention to where he was going. He was arrested and brought to trial a month later. The jury had found him guilty of murder two, reckless endangerment, possession of an illegal substance, intent to sell an illegal substance, and driving under the influence. Casey had pushed for every conviction she could think of, but when it's a decorated cop in the wooden box it doesn't take much convincing.

The driver, named Adam Ferguson, was sentenced with 10 years for each count to be served consecutively. That was 50 years in prison, but, unfortunately he never got to serve them. Two months after being incarcerated he was killed during a gang fight when someone stuck two sharpened toothbrushes up his nose. The detectives had to admit; none were too broken up over the news.

Munch had been made successor to Captain Cragen and had since far been doing an excellent job of keeping the place up to par. While he said he enjoyed being captain, he was hesitant because he missed going out on a call with his friends. So, they made a compromise; every ninth call they got Munch got to go. That cheered him up a bit.

Fin had been partnered with Detective Chester Lake from the Brooklyn SVU. They would never click on the same level that Munch and Fin had clicked on, but they got along well enough. He could relate to the victims. He had been abused when he was young as well.

Casey was now the District Attorney, but still took SVU cases. In her place was Elliot's daughter, Maureen Stabler. At first, Elliot had been opposed to letting his eldest see what he sees, but she had gone to law school and figured the best way to make a difference was to help the live victims. Olivia had gently convinced Elliot to give his blessing to his daughter. Maureen was married and was expecting her first child in the next three months.

Elliot and Olivia were still the same. They had each been offered many other jobs; jobs that paid better, but neither had accepted any. They were happy where they were. Before he died, Cragen had finagled it so that Elliot and Olivia would be able to remain partners. He had pulled a lot of strings and for that they would always be grateful.

"Liv, could you watch Kristina for a minute? I want to talk to John about something." Casey said standing up and heading towards his office.

"Sure." Olivia smiled. She turned back to Elliot always keeping an eye on the babies.

"You okay?" Elliot asked standing up and kneeling down in front of her. She had been a little distant today.

"Yeah, it's just. Well, it's exactly three years ago today that Kaye died and I know I didn't really know her, but I…" she trailed off. Elliot knew what she meant. She had grown quite attached to the charming girl and so had he. He would always blame himself for leaving her there and no matter how many times Olivia or someone else insisted it wasn't his fault he would always believe that it was.

"Me too. But, she saved you and I will always be in debt to her for that." Elliot smiled as Olivia finally looked him in the eyes. She smiled. It was the first real smile she had had all day.

"She saved you too." Olivia said. Elliot took her hands in his, absentmindedly rubbing his thumb over her wedding ring. She grasped his hands in return and smiled again. "I love you, Elliot." She said sincerely.

"I love you too, Olivia. More than you'll ever know." He placed a chaste kiss on her lips and stood up. He turned just in time to see his daughter, Jen, crawling around a corner and out into the hall. "Jen!" he called laughing to himself. 'Just like her mother.' He thought. 'Never listens to a word I say.' Elliot was about to follow her when a young woman entered the squad room carrying the baby.

Munch and Casey were exiting the office when they saw her too.

"Did you lose something?" The young woman asked. She spoke with a slightly British accent and had straight, shoulder length, choppy black hair that was streaked with a bright blue that brought out her eyes. It was a very stylish look and the girl carried it very well. She was wearing a tight black turtleneck, form-fitting black jeans, black hiking boots, and a leather coat that came to a point just above her knees. The only piece of jewelry she wore was a silver locket that had two letters carved into the delicate surface. EO was written in curly letters. But, something about her voice and the smile she wore were very familiar.

"Yes, thank you." Elliot said taking the placid child from the woman's arms. "She's my daughter." The woman smiled.

"She's got your eyes." She said, then turned to look at the other child who was sitting on the floor staring curiously at the new arrival. "And she's yours?" the woman asked Casey indicating the toddler on the floor with a flick of her chin.

Casey nodded. "Yeah. How'd you know?"

"She's got your demeanor. Look at the way she's sitting." Kristina was indeed sitting in nearly the same way her mother was standing.

The woman glanced around the precinct as if lost in thought, but when Elliot spoke she seemed quite aware.

"Can we help you?" he asked. There was something about her…something familiar.

"No, no. I just wanted to see this place." She paused thoughtfully. "Again."

'Again?' Olivia and Elliot both thought. 'When was she here in the first place?'

"I'm sorry, have we met?" Olivia asked. The young woman turned and looked at Olivia. The second their eyes locked Olivia felt a shockwave ripple through her. She knew this girl. Had she been a victim in a rape case they had worked? A family member of a rape victim? An abused child?

The girl smiled. It was a cocky, self-assured smile, but it was unassuming and only made her features look more delicate. She flicked her bangs out of her eyes with a casual toss of her head and continued to smile. She didn't answer Olivia's question, rather, she seemed to ignore it all together.

"What are their names?" the woman asked glancing at the two toddlers who were still staring at her with curiosity.

Olivia regarded the woman with suspicious eyes. 11 years in Special Victims had taught her not to trust anyone you didn't know. And, even then, you can't trust some people you do know. Olivia was fortunate; she had a wonderful husband, a beautiful daughter, and great friends.

"The one with the dark hair is Jen and the one with the red hair is Kristina. We thought about naming them Daxi and Kaye, but we knew there could never be someone quite like her." Olivia stopped. Why was she pouring out her heart to this stranger? But something about the woman made her feel safe.

For a moment the woman looked surprised and very close to tears. But she pulled herself together and looked away from the two children. "So you're captain?" she asked addressing Munch.

He nodded. "And you are?" he tried, but like Olivia, was ignored by the stranger. The woman's gaze was still roaming the precinct with the air of someone who knew it intimately.

"How old are you?" Fin asked suddenly. He hadn't meant for it to come out and felt immediately ashamed at his rudeness. But, she looked at him over her shoulder and grinned.

"18." She said. There was something in the way she said it; almost like she was trying to give them a message in some secret code.

She turned away from Fin and looked back at the two babies. "Two and a half?" the woman asked to no one in particular.

"S'cuse me?" Casey asked.

"The babies." She clarified, a small, amused smile on her lips. "They're two and a half?"

The detectives and the lawyer weren't sure what to say. How did this girl know so much about them? Unless…but, no. It couldn't be.

"What is your name?" Elliot asked annunciating each word.

She laughed wearily. "You know…I'm not even sure anymore. Currently, I'm Crystal Fierch."

They were confused by her answer. Currently? What did that mean?

Munch was staring at the woman. He couldn't tear his eyes away. If he was right…but, he couldn't be. It was impossible. Right?

Crystal's gaze swept over each of them; her eyes holding theirs then moving on when they dropped their gaze. Her eyes finally rested on Munch and he knew it to be true. She was back. She was dead, but she was back.

"Jesus." He whispered and her eyes lit up.

"You know!" she said excitedly. Munch nodded. The rest of the group looked between Munch and Crystal. Crystal opened her mouth to speak, but one of the babies began to make noises.

They all looked around at the babies. Jen was clapping her hands and repeating, "Unca Munch! Unca Munch!" like a mantra. Her dark hair was falling into her eyes, but that just seemed to add to her excitement. Kristina looked at her playmate and sighed. She then looked at her mother and held out her hand to Crystal.

"See?" Kristina repeated over and over. Casey, Olivia, and Elliot looked between their children. They didn't know what to say. The kids were acting so strange.

"What are they-," Olivia started, but stopped abruptly. She slowly turned to Crystal. "No." she shook her head in disbelief. "No…" Elliot hurried to Olivia just in case she collapsed. She looked like she could at any moment. She grabbed Elliot's arm and held on. "But…but you…" Her voice failed her.

Olivia just shook her head and shrugged. Crystal walked over and stood directly in front of Olivia. They were the same height. Crystal held out her hand, palm up. Elliot's breath caught when he saw the scar running the length of her palm and a little way up her wrist. Fin saw it too and blanched.

"Oh boy!" Olivia choked and hugged the woman in front of her. "How?"

The woman smiled. "When Elliot left I grabbed Mark and dragged him downstairs. He hit me and tried to run. That's when I shot him." She paused and glanced up at the adults gathered around her. "He didn't suffer. I made sure of that. I had intended to die in that explosion, but once he was dead I didn't see any reason to die for his cause. That would cause him to be remembered. And I didn't want him to be remembered."

She paused. Everybody was still silent. She took a deep breath and continued. "I ran into the backyard, jumped into the ocean, and swam as far as I could before the house went up. I didn't get very far; only about waist deep. When the house blew I dove and stayed under the water until it was over. Unfortunately, I had to come up for air sometime and when I did…wow." She stopped and shook her head. They all understood what she was trying to tell them; how horrible it was to see something like that. And she had been shot nevertheless.

"Then?" Munch asked. He had to know. Kaye was his niece.

"The water was turning to steam the explosion was so hot. God! I don't remember much after that. I started to feel kinda dizzy because I had lost a bit of blood and…and then somebody was pulling me out of the water. He said that I was going to the hospital and that I would have a new identity. I woke up two weeks later with a killer headache, a sore throat, and my entire body feeling like it was on fire."

"Jesus." Elliot muttered.

"They said the sore throat was from the smoke inhalation and lack of water. They said I'd have a headache for awhile because of the amount of blood loss. And the fiery feeling in my body was just a mixture of the medication and lack of movement. The next thing I know, I'm on a plane to London and my new name is Crystal Fierch."

Detective Lake stepped forward. "Hi." He said extending his hand. "I'm Detective Chester Lake. I don't know who you are, but I've heard a lot about you."

Kaye shook his hand. "My name's Kaye Munch. Well, officially, that is. I was in the WPP for the past few years, but I'm out. Apparently the threat has been eliminated, but is it ever really over?"

"Munch? As in…?" Lake gestured to John.

"I'm his niece." Kaye laughed lightly.

"You are going to go down in history." Elliot said.

"Huh?" Kaye asked.

"You saved us all and managed to save yourself from certain death. That takes courage Kaye." Elliot smiled and hugged Kaye as well. Casey and Fin also hugged her and stepped back as Munch came up.

"Uncle John." She said. He pulled her into a fierce hug.

"It's over. You're back." He held onto his niece. It had been three long years since he had seen her and not a day had gone by when he hadn't thought of her.

"I'm back." She whispered and stepped away from him. He reluctantly let her go. "Do you approve of the new look?" she did a sort of pirouette. They all laughed and clapped.

"But where'd the accent come from?" Olivia asked.

"After living in London for three years, you'd have an accent too." Kaye laughed.

The babies saw everyone hugging Kaye and they trotted over too. They each wrapped their arms around one of Kaye's legs and tightened their hold.

"Oh, okay…" Kaye was laughing and pin wheeling her arms slightly to keep her balance.

The group laughed in a way that none had laughed in awhile. Everything felt right; safe. Kaye was home and she was safe. The babies were fine and for that moment, just that one moment, they allowed themselves to forget the rest of the world and enjoyed the company of each other.

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Elliot and Olivia sat on the couch that night just talking. It was something that Elliot and Kathy had never done. Olivia was so easy to be with and she didn't pressure him to talk if he didn't want to. Olivia felt the same way. Elliot never pushed her except when it was necessary.

Olivia swirled the wine in her glass and traced the rim lightly with her finger. "I can't believe she's alive." She said after a long period of silence.

Elliot massaged her neck and nodded. "She made it. She fought through it and she really is back." Olivia leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. Elliot removed the wine glass from her hand and wrapped his arms around her, laying his head on top of hers.

Olivia smiled and played with her ring, watching as it shot off little sparks of light when the moonlight got caught in it. She smiled and snuggled in deeper next to Elliot. They sat in a comfortable, sleepy silence. Elliot kissed the top of her head.

"I love you." He whispered into her hair. She smiled.

"I love you too, El. Forever." Her voice was muffled by his shirt.

"Forever." He repeated. And, soon, they were both asleep.

The End

A/N: Aaaah! This is my last Author's Note! So this is the end. I figured I would give you a happy shippy ending. What did you think? And because this is the last chapter I expect lots of reviews! LOL.