Disclaimer: Again, I do not own any of the characters, brands name and such. I only own my active imagination, and a whole lot of free time.

* Indicates emphasis on the word(s).

' ' Indicates thought. I decided to add it in to avoid confusion.

Review is much appreciated, it's my first time attempting at fiction.

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"Court is adjourned." As soon as the judge left the courtroom, Casey packed her files into her briefcase and headed to her office. She was so engrossed in her paperwork that she did not hear the knock on her door.

"Well hello to you too." DA Arthur Branch's voice registered in Casey's mind. She immediately looked up.

"Sorry Arthur didn't know it was you. What can I do for you? Is there a problem with one of the cases?" Casey did not give her boss a chance to reply.

He looked at her for a moment, and then nodded. "Casey, Don Cragen told me what had happened. You should take a few days off."

"I'm fine. Besides, we have got a lot of cases and not enough manpower." Casey wasn't sure if it was a good idea, since her work was the only thing that was keeping her in one piece.

"Casey, the cases that you're handling are a slam dunk," The DA said. "It'll be fine. Don't worry about it. Come back when the case is done, ok?"

"Ok then. I'll finish this up and then get out of here." Casey was glad she didn't need to worry about her job, for she had too many questions. Questions that only Olivia had answers to.

As her boss walked out of the door, he spoke up. "Take care of yourself, will you? I expect you to be ready to go when this is done."

Casey waved her thanks, once again burying her head in the pile of paperwork in front of her. Lunchtime came around, and by then Casey had already finished up the paperwork. She had even managed to brief the other ADA on her cases. After Casey gave a few instructions to her assistant Michelle, she left for home. Within minutes after she got home, Casey jumped into her car and headed for the batting cage that she frequented. With each swing she felt her body relaxing a little more, releasing all the tension she had felt since the moment she woke up.

As Casey walked out of the locker room the attendant called out to her.

"Excuse me, m'am," the attendant said, stopping her. "There's an envelope for you."

Casey's instinct told her something was wrong. Before she could even grab her cell phone to call Olivia, it rang.

It was Olivia.

"Olivia?" Casey's voice was shaking.

"Casey, where are you? Are you ok?" Olivia was half-running towards her car. 'Steady, Benson. You need to calm down,' she thought to herself.

"I'm ok. I'm at the batting cage on Lexington," Casey was shaking even harder now. "Um, you might uh need to send a team down here. We've got another contact from uh..."

Olivia cut Casey off before she could finish her sentence. "Stay with the patrol car till I get there. You hear me?"

After Casey ended the call, she turned to the attendant.

"You have a Ziploc bag to put this in?" The attendant was clearly confused at the redhead's request.

"I think so. Let me check." He returned a few moments later to Casey who had two uniform cops with her. One officer took the attendant's statement while the other made sure the ADA was safe. 'What's taking Olivia so long,' Casey was getting impatient. She started walking away from the group when a voice stopped her.

"I thought I told you to stay with the patrol," Olivia stood within an earshot of the redhead. Casey pulled the detective aside, wanting some answers from the older woman.

When Munch called Cragen while they were talking to Candice Norton, Olivia's stomach started fluttering. She had a bad feeling about the phone call. Cragen signalled her to wrap up the conversation, and before long they were back in the car again.

Before Olivia could ask, Cragen was on the phone again. He called the DA's office for a search warrant to Jonathan Hall's office and apartment. 'Uh oh, that can't be good,' Olivia thought to herself. 'Shit, where's Casey?'

"So, are you gonna tell me what's happening or do I have to hit you with the baseball bat?" Casey was growing more and more impatient by the minute. 'This suspense is killing me,' she thought.

"Munch and Fin paid your friend Mr. Hall a visit just now. Nobody's seen him for the past two days. They're getting a search warrant for his office and apartment." Olivia said all in one breath, as though it would lessen the pain.

Casey didn't need the detective to say more. She knew what was happening. But knowing and acknowledging is two different things. 'Jon?' Casey still could not believe it. 'How could it have been him?'

Olivia noticed the change on the ADA's face. As if reading her mind, Olivia moved closer to Casey. "Don't worry, we will take care of him. You just worry about work, ok?"

Casey was too angry to even listen to the detective. She responded in an icy tone. "Easy for you to say. *You're* not the one being stalked here."

"You don't honestly think this is easy for any one of us, do you?" Olivia had to keep her own emotions in check. She understood the ADA's anger, but that didn't mean she had to tolerate it. "Just let us do our job, and I promise you this will be over faster than you can say shotgun."

Casey knew her outburst was uncalled for. She knew better than to lash out at the detective, who had been nothing but helpful to her. "Sorry, I don't know what took over me. When I saw the envelope I lost control." Casey felt bad for snapping at the older woman. "So what's gonna happen now?" Casey felt lost for once, not knowing what to do or say.

"Have you opened the envelope yet?" Olivia went back into her detective mode.

Casey shook her head, and then followed the detective as she made her way to where the attendant was standing. Cragen looked their way briefly before giving instructions to the back up patrol units. The detectives gathered in front of Casey's car while the uniforms did a perimeter search.

"Go ahead, Casey. Open it," Cragen told the ADA as he handed her a pair of gloves. "Forensics already dusted the envelope for prints. Let's see what's inside."

Casey's hands were shaking slightly, but she was determined not to let her fear show. 'I'll be damned if I let him see me scared,' she thought. The anger that was boiling earlier had slowly begun to surface again. Casey took a deep breath and opened the envelope. Since it wasn't sealed, it didn't take long for her to pull out the contents, two photographs taken the night before. It would have taken a very observant person to have noticed the subtle shift on Casey. But Olivia saw it immediately. She moved towards to the ADA, just close enough to give reassurance to the woman.

Olivia stared at the photographs. She couldn't believe her eyes. Both pictures were taken while Olivia and Casey were on the couch, asleep. 'How the hell did that scum bag get so close without the patrol picking him up?'

As if reading her mind, Munch spoke up. "The photos were taken with a telephoto lens. He could've been anywhere."

"All right, let's pack it up here and head back to the stationhouse." Cragen was getting more worried. Being out in the open with Hall still out at large did not sit well with the captain. He wanted his detective and the ADA to lay low, especially now that the threat had escalated.