Olivia had a hunch. Her hunches were never wrong, although following them usually led her into disastrous situations, particularly when she had no backup. But she chose to disregard that last fact as she walked slowly through the Hudson campus, following the moody footsteps from the crime scene. If her hunch played out, these footprints would lead her directly to the perp.

Out of the corner of her eye, Olivia saw a flash of movement behind her. She whipped around in time to see a large male figure duck behind a tree. She was being stalked! Obviously, the perp had become fixated on her after finding her business card. Well, she had enough experience with stalking to know what to do. She would duck into a darkened alley (where the footprints conveniently led) without bothering to radio for help, and confront the stalker out of sight or hearing range of anyone else. It had always worked before. She ducked into the alley, and let out a scream...

***

Elliot swore and ducked behind a tree. Olivia had almost spotted him! What kind of detective would he be if he couldn't even do a simple tail? On the other hand, he had been following Olivia for about a hundred blocks or so, and she had only now just noticed. So what kind of detective did that make her?

While pondering which one of them was worse at their job, Elliot noticed a shadow cross his field of vision. Oh no! He though, that must be Olivia's stalker! He followed me to get to her! Without thinking, Elliot charged the burly figure...

...and knocked straight into Fin. The two men tumbled to the ground, grunting. "Hey man, whatchu do that for?" Fin grumbled. "That's messed up!"

"I thought you were stalking Olivia!" Elliot panted.

"No way man, I was stalking you!" Fin replied.

Just then, Munch appeared on the scene, taking in the sight of the two men on top of each other, breathing heavily. "Odafin!" Munch yelped. "You've been cheating on me! I knew it! I thought all women were alike, but now I know that men are scum too!" Munch burst into sobs.

Casey's arrival was spectacularly timed, as always. "Hey guys!" she prattled obliviously. "I forgot why I was following you. But there's a basketball court over there. Anyone up for a little one-on-one?" Casey paused, noticing the two detectives on the ground for the first time. "Hey, is something going on here?" She asked eagerly. "Something personal? Because, you know, you can talk to me about anything..."

Fin and Elliot both contemplated how much time they would do for murdering an ADA, while Munch ran off to sulk behind a tree.

Casey's eyes traveled along the ground. "Hey look!" she exclaimed. "Muddy footprints! Did anybody think to follow them? This is why I like to show up at all my crime scenes, because detectives often miss subtle details like that…"

Elliot unconsciously reached for his gun. Casey's life was spared only by a well-timed scream from the alley. "Olivia!" Elliot cried, and he, Fin and Casey raced towards the noise, only to see...

Olivia being held hostage by Kathleen Stabler.