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a/n this is my first SVU fic, so I need all the help I can get on it! Review my stuff if you end up reading this (which you are if you reading this) and tell me what you think, even if you hate it! I love to get reviews, even if they are bad reviews (like flames) But hey what the HECK does AU mean?

Summary: Everyone gets a little crazy when a hot spell falls on New York. (And I mean EVERYONE)

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4:40 A.M.

"Sally, honey, why do you wanna go home now?" The night is still young." The teenage boy said to a brown headed girl who was looking uneasy.

"Tanner I. . . I don't feel comfortable, I just wanna go home." She said with a quiver in her voice.

The boy turned and grabbed her hands pulling her along as they walked down the ally way.

"It's the heat that's getting to you isn't it?" He said as he kept on backing up.

She looked at him with stern eyes, "No tanner, it isn't the heat, I just want to go home now okay?" The boy humphed and turned around.

"Whatever." He aid as he walked down the darkening ally way. A huge grin spread across his face. "But ya gonna have to catch me first." He started running, but fell.

The girl ran over to him laughing, stopping when she saw Tanner's mortified look on his face. She followed his eyes to the dead man's body covered in a bloody sheet.

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The thrill of her cell phone woke Oliva up from her sleep. "Right when I finally fall asleep.

"Benson." She said in a grumble.

"Ill be there in a second." She said as she quickly got up and got dressed.

~*~

5:30 A.M.

"Damn heat." She told her partner as she wiped her forehead. "So what do we got here?" She asked as she walked under the *Crime scene* tape.

The on scene M.E. Immediately walked over to them giving the details.

"The victims is-was Christean Van Zile, he is a 48 year old lawyer from upperscale Manhattan.:

"And you got all of this from looking at his body?" Stabler said sarcastically.

"And his Wallet." The M.E. Handed them the wallet in a plastic crime scene bag. The snapped on a latex glove and opened it up.

"Everything still in it." They said in unison.

Olivia put it back in the bag.

"Those kids over there found him." The M.E. said pointing to the young teenage couple looking scared.

The two detectives walked over to them, "Hi I'm detective Stabler and this is my partner Benson."

~*~

"Who's going to go tell the family?" The captain said as soon as the two detectives walked into the squad room.

The two detectives looked at each other with raised eyebrows. "Lets both go."

On the ride over to the house Olivia looked over the case file. "You know what Stabler, I knew the wife, when I was in high school." She said in astonishment as she looked at the wife's name.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you could say we were old friends." ~*~

"Is Mrs. Van Zile there?" Stabler asked the Hispanic maid.

"No, no she out of town." Trying to get them gone. "Go see daughter she at school." The maid said.

"What school?" Olivia questioned. The maid pointed down the road at a large high school.

"Thank you." Stabler said to a shut door.

"Much help she was." Olivia mumbled under her breath.

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They walked into the large prep High school. IT was an indoor private school. They walked into the main office.

"Hi, how may I help you?" The lady at the front desk said. "Are you here to sign up your child?" She said with a smile.

"NO actually we are here to see Elizabeth Van Zile." Olivia said as she showed her badge.

The ladies expression changed as she picked up the phone and dialed a number.

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She sat in her classroom staring off into oblivion. Then she could feel it. Something was defiantly wrong. She looked around at her peers, they were laughing, smiling, and chit-chatting away. *Nothing looks out of place.* She thought to herself.

Then the phone rang and everyone quitted down, the teacher answered the phone. Then gave a suspicious look at Elizabeth. She hung up the phone.

"Elizabeth." The teacher called.

"Y.es." The girl said barely in a whisper.

"You have to go to the principles office." She said as she opened the door. "OH, and bring your stuff with you." She nodded and picked up her bags, the whole class behind her ewed. *EWWWWWWWWWWWWW*

The girl walked down the hall and into the Main office, were the Principles office was located. She was wearing a pleaded short skirt, a tank top, and flip flops. Her shoes flip flopped against the ground.

She walked into the office and was greeted by a man and a women, she looked at their faces, but lingered her eyes on the woman. *I know her from somewhere* She thought.

"Elizabeth, I'm detective Stabler, and this is my partner Benson." HE said low. The girl smiled and held out her hands for a shake.

*Benson, Benson, where do I know that name?*

"I was an old friend of your mothers when we were in high school.* The lady said.

*Olivia that's who she is.*

"Oh, my mom told me about you." She said with a smile. She flashed her pearly whites.

They looked down at the ground. "Is my mom alright?" She said her eyes welling up and starting to water. She looked at them, their sullen expressions told everything.

"Your mother is fine, but your father was killed last night." Olivia told the girl. The detectives braced themselves for the worst, but it never came.

"Oh," She said simply as she wiped underneath her eyes.