Olivia was sitting in a chair, just staring at Munch, mouth open in shock. The guys had to physically move her themselves after hearing the news and she's been sitting in shock for a good minute now.

"Olivia? Are you okay?" Elliot brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. Olivia shook her head, the look on her face breaking Elliot's heart. "No. I... I'm not even who I thought I was."

Elliot took her hand and knelt down in front of her. "No, don't say that. No matter what your name is or was, you are always the same person, okay?"

Olivia just stared at him. "Elliot, I just found out that my mom and I have been living a total lie for thirty years. And my father... I thought my father was..."

Munch shook his head. "Well, that's one thing that your mom told the truth about. Your mom was raped and-"

"Then how was my father killed when I was four in Scottsdale, Arizona?" Olivia broke in, perplexed and exhausted.

"It wasn't your biological father. Or at least I don't think. It was your mom's husband. They'd been married for a year when he was killed. I found their marriage certificate. His name was Ruben Burke."

"Okay, so the only thing that's true about me is the one thing that's tortured me my whole life," Olivia leaned back in the chair and rubbed her tired eyes. This was not the news she was expecting.

"So what's the deal? Anyone know why Ruben Burke was killed?" Fin asked, mainly directed at Munch.

Munch shrugged. "No, I've been looking through his files. The guy was totally clean. Model citizen, paid his taxes, was a program writer for a respectable software company... no police record, nothing. I have no idea why someone would want to kill him.

"Maybe it was revenge? Someone at the software company could've lost their position to him or something. What was the name of the company? We'll check it out," Elliot said, rising to his feet.

Munch raised an eyebrow. "You're gonna go all the way to Arizona to interrogate people who may have no connection whatsoever for the sake of a dead guy?"

Elliot's voice was firm and his face was certain. "I'm not doing it for the sake of a dead guy, I'm doing it for the sake of Olivia. And yeah, I'll go all the way to Arizona to do it."

Olivia looked up at him and squeezed his hand with a small smile. It was comforting to know that she had a friend who would do anything for her. She hoped that she had the courage to do the same for him if he ever needed her to.

Cragen frowned. "Elliot, even if we find a connection, this was over thirty years ago. The odds of someone still working there who would know anything about this guy are really slim."

"We're gonna have to take the risk then," Fin stated as firm as Elliot had, moving behind Olivia. "If Elliot goes, so do I. We gotta stop these bastards. They've already gone after Olivia once, they'll do it again."

"Or Katarina. That's who they think she is, right?" Munch asked.

*Olivia. Katarina. Is there even a difference?* Olivia thought bitterly. It was strange to think of herself as someone other than Olivia Benson, but the truth was ringing through her head like a church bell.

"Okay, fine. The company is TechLabs Arizona. It's in downtown Scottsdale."

Within the hour, Elliot, Fin, Munch and Olivia had boarded a plane and were headed for Scottsdale, Arizona. She leaned her head against the seat and closed her eyes.

*Going back home to the home I never knew,* She thought sadly to herself. *I left as Katarina. I'm coming back as Olivia.*

From: unknown@personalmail.net To: Baker@personalmail.net Subject: (unknown) Date: April 7, 2003 Received from: 776.287.2973 Message: We tried to get her, but they came and got her. We had to leave. They're heading home now.

From: Baker@personalmail.net To: Unknown@personalmail.net Subject: (unknown) Date: April 7, 2003 Received from: 239.872.8654 Message: When she gets to Scottsdale, lead her to the house. I'll take care of the rest. Katarina cannot escape.

By the time the detectives had reached Arizona, the sketches of the perps had been released privately to the neighborhood near the precinct and half of the NYPD was on alert for the two men.

"We've gotten about twelve police harassment complaints in the last hour," Cragen said to Elliot over the phone, sounding annoyed. "We can't just question every elderly man in New York. We need to get more from Olivia."

"But she says that there was nothing else she noticed about the guys," Elliot protested. "What else can we do?"

"Well, you said that you were stopped at that red light for several seconds. What did you notice about the older man?"

Elliot sighed. "Well, he was older, graying hair, brown eyes. I don't know, everything Olivia said."

"Okay, well. what about clothing? What was he wearing?"

"A black business suit. Pretty typical for New York though, don't you think?"

Elliot could hear Cragen exhale heavily on the other end of the phone. "Common Elliot, think. We need more information. How about last night? What did you notice about them then?"

"Besides the fact that they were both good sprinters, nothing."

"So they were in good physical health?"

"I'd say so." Elliot looked at his watch, and then looked through the crowds to Munch, Fin and Olivia, standing with their luggage, waiting for him to get off the phone. "They were both wearing suits then, too. We're looking for other leads. I'll call you as soon as we find anything."

The two hung up and Elliot joined the other detectives. "Common, we got to go get some rooms before we go talk to the company employees," Munch said. "There's over five hundred employees and over three hundred of them have been there for thirty years plus."

"Wow. People don't get out much anymore," Elliot muttered. "All right, let's go."

"Kitty! Kitty!"

Olivia turned with a frown. The woman behind her was screaming. "Kitty!"

"What?" Olivia asked the woman. The woman looked at Olivia, confused. "I-I can't find my daughter. I'm sorry, is your name Kitty too?"

Elliot, Munch and Fin looked at Olivia. Olivia frowned. She raised a hand to her forehead and rubbed furiously. "No."

"Mommy!"

As the four detectives turned to leave, they heard the little girl called Kitty run up to her mother. Olivia watched the mother and daughter hug tightly and she sighed. This was going to be a long day.

LOL if you paid close attention, this chapter had a line that I jacked from The Matrix: "Program writer for a respectable software company". Lame line, but it fit in pretty well, didn't it? Hehe.