Later that day, Olivia meets up with Kyra alone at Hudson. "Are you deliberately making my partner crazy?" Kyra smiles and silently steers Olivia to a picnic table.

"Why would I do that?" she asks as she gets her lunch out of a paper bag.

"I don't know. I don't know why any of you people do any of the things that you do. Why are you even here? Don't you make a lot more money working as a body guard?"

Kyra smiles and takes a bite of sandwich making Olivia wait for her answer. "Sometimes I get paid a lot, sometimes I don't get paid at all. But I never take an assignment I don't believe in."

Olivia stares "What does that even mean?" Kyra gets out a can of soda and opens it as Olivia thinks. "You are presently working as a body guard…aren't you?" Kyra nods. Olivia thinks further. "You are working without pay for something you believe in."

Kyra nods again, swallowing before adding "Several things" Olivia waits for more although waiting is pointless with immortals. "You've had a chronic rape problem on this campus haven't you?" Kyra prompts.

Olivia says "The College would never bring in someone for that; they can control their own security people, but they can't control you." Kyra grins. "They didn't bring you in."

Kyra gets out a plastic bag "Want a cookie?" Olivia shakes her head. "So who?" Kyra smiles "An old friend." Kyra eats a cookie. "They are good…oatmeal raison." Olivia takes one to placate her and takes a nibble.

"When you say old, do you mean old by your standards or mine?" Olivia whispers. "Yours. A girl I met awhile ago asked me to come and keep an eye on her grand daughter."

Olivia's eyes open wide. "Elliott's mother?" Kyra nods. "She was a cute kid when I met her. We kept in touch…" Olivia is in shock. "Elliott's mother…Bernadette?" Kyra nods again amused. "She just accepted I didn't age. She never asked."

"How many of you are there?" Olivia asks. "Just me." Kyra answers coyly.

"You know what I meant." Olivia counters. "I don't know. Some never learn what they are. They live out their mortal lives and don't suffer a violent death which is what triggers the quickening. They may be the lucky ones. We are always alone. Always moving on… A friend is a precious thing…" Olivia nods. "So when Bernadette called…" Kyra smiles and nods. "I came. Don't tell her son."

A thought crosses Olivia's mind. "A while back, we prosecuted a woman who was twenty-eight years old but passing as a high school student and she did appear to be sixteen. She aged out of foster care and didn't know what else to do." Kyra waits for Olivia to continue. "Was she?" Kyra shrugs. "Perhaps, if so, I hope she finds a good teacher."

Olivia says "Her name was Cassandra." Kyra is shocked momentarily and then smiles at her own confusion. "What?" Olivia asks. "For a second I thought of a different Cassandra. But it wouldn't be her because she would appear to be about my age. She sometimes works as a model…sometimes she lives in a remote area where there has created the legend of a witch…sometimes she's hunting for another immortal known as Methos."

Olivia tries hard not to react. "Why him?" Olivia asks. Kyra is aware by Olivia's heartbeat and respiration that Olivia is nervous. "Olivia…we can sense other living beings. It is difficult to lie to us. You know him…" Olivia's level of anxiety skyrockets. "You know him and you care about him…" Kyra discerns. Olivia is torn. She starts to get up.

"Sit down. Relax. Have another cookie." Olivia sits numbly. "Don't you even want to know what she looks like? Don't you want to know why she wanted him dead for thousands of years? Do you have any idea who you're dealing with?"

Back at the station, Finn is looking through security camera footage from various buildings near where the murder occurred in the park. In several there are flashes and lights visible but the source is obscured behind trees. Yet in one, there is what appears to be a miniature electrical storm or a massive short circuit. "Hey Munch. Take a look at this." Munch watches as the tape plays. "That should explain the burn marks. But what caused it? We should check to see if the electrical system in the park failed." Munch shakes his head. "They already did. There were a number of lights blown out and a blown circuit breaker. But replace the bulbs and throw the breaker and 'Let there be light.' All was as good as new." Finn motions to the screen. "Then what the hell was the light show?" Munch shrugs.

Finn adds "I also found a homeless guy. He was into some dubious products supplied by an undocumented pharmacist, but he heard what he described as knights dueling." Munch nods. "He said there were three of them."

Later Munch knocks on Cragan's door jamb and, after being motioned in, goes inside and closes the door. "To what do I owe this pleasure John?" Munch silently sits down. "This can't be good." Cragan mutters. "Finn has gotten some security tapes which show the quickening. He's also found a witness, not a reliable one, but a witness. I don't like lying to him." Cragan nods. "Being on the inside isn't as much fun as your usual conspiracy commentary." Munch nods. "I'll try to get permission to read him in. By the way, Alex is getting more pressure to charge somebody." Munch nods grimly.

That night, as Olivia is relaxing under Adam's massage she says "You take such good care of me. But don't you have some…fantasy or something? If you do, we could…do it…?" Adam chuckles. "I'm five thousand years old. Do you think there is something I've been waiting until now to do?"

Olivia concedes. "No. But there might be something you'd like to do again." After a pause, Adam says "No." Olivia winces a bit as Adam works on some of her deep thigh muscles. She has learned that by the time he's done, she'll be so relaxed as to feel completely boneless. "There is isn't there?" Adam surprises her a bit. "People now are more prudish than they used to be…" Olivia is surprised by that and he explains. "Do you think anything new has been invented?" Olivia had to admit to herself that over thousands of years, there probably wasn't anything new, except possibly technology.

"I have become conservative myself. I can sense your heartbeat and breathing. It makes me feel good to feel you relax…. Of course…." Olivia asks "What?" Adam laughs. "Some times…I wonder how many cows I could get for you." Olivia stiffens "What?!" Adam continues the massage. "You're nicely shaped. Of course, you don't cook…. And you certainly aren't obedient… How fertile do you think you are?"

Olivia is shocked "Huh?!"

Adam says "You are getting tense."

"Damn right I am."

"Well relax… There aren't any reputable slave markets around here these days. But back in the Bronze Age, in the Great Desert, I bet I could have gotten about twenty cows and a few goats for you…maybe more…I'd have to fatten you up… Fat women were more desirable… Of course pale women were very exotic there…and then there are the shaved legs and pits…"

"You sold women?"

"Worse. But I'm not like that anymore. Besides, even if I could, I wouldn't sell you." Adam says casually as Olivia's eyes bore holes. "You are better looking than Helen of Troy…"

Olivia pulls back. "You are smart…?" Olivia shakes her head. "It isn't legal any more…?"

Olivia glares. "Watch it. There may be no happy ending for you tonight."

"I don't own you…?"

Olivia quietly says "Better, but when you are stuck in a hole…stop digging. I don't always know when you're kidding around. You are kidding…aren't you?"

Adam gets up and gets one of Olivia's catalogs. He looks through it and finds the photo he's looking for and points it out to Olivia. She looks at a photo of a woman about her age modeling a dress. Olivia is confused. "You wish I looked like that?"

Adam shakes his head "Her name was Cassandra. We pillaged her village. We killed most of them right away. I knew what she was, but being a pre-immortal, she didn't know her potential. I killed her, and when she recovered I convinced her I alone had the power to bring her back. I demanded complete obedience. You understand? But in time, she came to care about me."

"Stockholm Syndrome" Olivia observes; looking carefully at the photo and recalling what Kyra had said that morning.

Adam nods. "It was long before Stockholm existed, but yes. But our rule was that we shared plunder and Kronos wanted her. I wasn't ready to take him on, so I let him. She would have been shared with Caspian and Silas too before being killed permanently."

Olivia gasps.

Adam smiles "She smashed him in the head, knocked him out, and escaped. I saw her run away, I could have ridden her down and returned her, but I watched her go and silently wished her luck."

"I see she made it."

"She did. But for thousands of years she wanted me dead."

"Can you blame her? You not only raped her, you betrayed her."

Adam nods. "No. A while back, she was captured by Kronos as he was trying to reunite the Horsemen. He had a virus that he planned to release which would have exceeded the Black Death and plunged to world into a new dark age which we could rule. Kronos sent Caspien and Silas to kill Duncan, but he escaped after killing Caspian. Duncan attempted to rescue Cassandra. Kronos ordered Silas to take her head. Silas wasn't a bad guy, but he went to do as he was told. I considered Silas to be my brother in every way but blood and bath…but I killed him to protect her. Duncan killed Kronos. I was incapacitated after taking my friend's head. Cassandra stood over me with Silas' ax. Duncan asked her not to kill me."

"What happened?"

"Well, she killed me and then Duncan…" Adam teases.

"Really?" Olivia scolds.

Adam chuckles. "No."

"Is that why you wake up sometimes?"

Adam nods "One of a thousand reasons."

Olivia strokes his arm.

"When we take the head of another immortal, we take their quickening…and all of the quickenings that they have taken. We don't get all of their memories, it is more like…. You know when you can't quite remember where or when something happened, but you can picture the place, a smell, or a sound?"

Olivia nods. Adam says "It is like that."

"So Silas is still with you?"

"In a manner of speaking…." Adam resumes massaging Olivia's calves. Olivia ponders what she has been told. The implications are too horrible for words. She tries to imagine that she was put into a situation where she had to kill Elliott and then inherited impressions of his life from his point of view.

Adam says "Life is about change…" mostly to himself

"I used to think you were boring. I think about how I thought you were being picked on by my fellow officers in that bar. Now I wonder what you see in me." Olivia giggles. "I wonder what those guys would have thought if they knew that they were like cobras mistakenly teasing a mongoose or honey badger. They were like children trying to impress an adult with their experiences. I can understand why you put up with them though. But why did you put up with me?""

Adam chuckles. "You are interesting to me. I admire your conviction." Adam pauses and takes a deep breath. "You have changed me Olivia Benson."

In the middle of the night, Olivia's mind recalls Adam's passing mention of a virus that could cause devastation. She wakes up in a cold sweat. She sits up and looks at Adam who is sleeping soundly.