Disclaimer: I only own Holly Noel, her parents, Lando, Josie, and 3midnight3. Everything else belongs to Dick Wolf and other producer/writer/other thing people.

Summary: Olivia and Elliot are on a new case. One involving three teenage girls that met a psycho maniac on the internet. Coincidence or not, they are all now missing, with little clues to find their wareabouts and weather they are alive or not. Olivia is determined to find them, because after all, terror strikes close to home.

Rated PG-13 for violence, sexual content, and mild swearing.

"There are signs of a struggle," the young cop was explaining to Elliot and Olivia. Olivia hid the urge to roll her eyes at the obvious statement. Items were thrown on the floor. There were even skid marks on the floor from her being dragged. Elliot smiled at her knowing what she was thinking.

They continued examining the small apartment for was seemed like hours even though it was probably only a few minutes at most. Everywhere they looked no clues showed up as to who the attacker was.

Olivia was in the kitchen looking at the items on the table. She didn't see anything out of the ordinary; a seventeen magazine, a bowl of fruit, and unpaid bills. She picked up the bills and was excited for a moment. Maybe she had problems paying her bills? Maybe someone came to get her for the bills? But she quickly dismissed the theory. It was too farfetched for an angry bill collector to attack an adolescent.

"'Liv!" Elliot shouted from the living room. "There's something you ought to see." Olivia walked out of the kitchen with a brisk pace. Elliot was standing over the keyboard of the computer and staring at the screen, his eyes darting back and forth. Olivia looked at the screen and saw Elliot had opened the files of saved instant messaging conversations. The latest one was the last conversation she had.

Elliot finished reading it before Olivia did and straightened up looking around the room. He seemed to be looking for some hidden meaning in the far corner of the room. Olivia finished skimming the conversation and she too looked around deep in thought. "I want this on a file," she told the police chief. "I may need to examine it closer."

The chief nodded at her briefly before going off to search for some one who knew how to put it on file. "Olivia?" Elliot asked looking at her for a serious moment.

"Yes," she replied checking under a stack of papers. Nothing, she cursed in her mind.

"Don't you think this is a little..." Elliot trailed off at a loss for words. There didn't seem to be a word in the English language that described their latest case.

It wasn't often that you found an internet conversation left so carelessly on the computer. It wasn't so often that you found a killer or kidnapper that seemed so careless with what he or she did but didn't leave any clues behind to who they were. And it wasn't very often that Elliot saw that far off look in Olivia's eyes that seemed to be warning him of something yet to come.

"Odd?" she finished for him not really paying attention to the conversation. "Yes, it does. The culprit doesn't seem to be normal."

"That's not it," argued Elliot.

"Then what?"

"It just seems that you are more into this case for some reason. Is there a reason why?" Elliot didn't want to press the matter too much. He knew Olivia's limitations. If he went over the line in questioning her then there was no speaking to her for a long time. She was a quick tempered person with a heart of gold.

Olivia straightened and rose to her full height trying to be more of a challenge to Elliot. She eyed him very closely. He didn't seem to be backing down. His blue eyes store right back at her with an intensity that would have made the worst of killers tremble and confess to every sin that they had ever committed. But not with Olivia. She had known him too long for his icy glare to work its charm on her.

"Why would there be a reason?" she asked, her voice almost wavering but she held herself back. Pull yourself together!, she scolder herself.

Elliot's eyes sparkled with a triumphant dance. "Oh, it's just a little hunch that I had," he replied nonchalantly. Olivia cocked her head to the side and mock glared at him.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just a little edgy today."

Elliot didn't buy that for one second. He studied his best friend closely. Her masculine face had its charm. To many it was an ordinary face that you would pass by on the streets and not look back on, but to him it seemed to stick out in his mind like a sharp image on the big screen. When she scowled at you, you had reason to be scowled at. When she was mad at you, you can definitely bet that you had done something to make her mad.

But when she smiled at you it seemed that the whole world had stopped for that one second. It was something that didn't happen too often in her hectic life, but when she did smile you could almost hear the ice cracking in the arctic. Elliot loved to see her smile up at him. It was his little reward.

Olivia turned back to searching the house and went into the bedroom. It was just like any other teenage girls bedroom. It had baby blue walls with vanity furniture all along the walls covered with make-up and beauty supplies for a teenage girl to experiment with. Although, the room looked all grown up and sassy you could still see traces of the little girl.

There were stuffed animals on messy unmade bed. She still had a poster of the Hanson brothers that read "Mmm-bop" in gold glittery letters on the bottom. Under the bed Olivia found some boxes full of old toys that had been forgotten from her memory. Old photographs were placed haphazardly onto the cover of an old book that said in bubble letters, "Scrap Book".

Carefully Olivia opened the scrap book and found pictures of friends and family. There were many pictures of Holly with her arm slung around her best friends when she was three up to her current age of sixteen. At the most recent pictures Olivia squinted at them trying to see who all was in them looking for a lead. There was a girl that seemed to have been with her in many pictures. On the back of one picture was written, "Holly and Josie 2003".

Olivia flipped the page and saw a picture of Holly sitting on some guys lap. He looked a little older than her and Olivia was certain that he was over the age of eighteen. He looked like a supermodel cut out from a magazine. Holly glowed in the picture in her Halloween costume of Daphne from Scooby-Doo. The man was dressed in the Fred costume.

On the back of the picture it read "Holly and Lando Halloween 2003". Olivia grabbed the scrapbook and took it with her into the hall deciding that it was something that she would need in future references. "El," she called out as she stepped into the living room.

Elliot came out of the guest bedroom and looked at her. "I found this," she said giving him the scrapbook. "Look at the latest pictures. There are many pictures of her and some kid named Lando. He doesn't look like a minor."

Elliot examined the picture closely. "No, he doesn't," he agreed.

Before either of them could answer or say more on the subject a voice rang out from the kitchen. "Hey, you've got to get a look at this!"

To Be Continued...

A/N: Ok, I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I feel really bad about not being faithful to you guys. Really you can flame me, I deserve it. And after reading your reviews...you are right. It does sound like I had just finished watching Scream. Which by the way is the best scary movie ever...but not how I got the plot. I didn't mean for the first chapter to come out that way, but hey, go with the flow, ya know? Anyway, truth be told, I had just got done watching Urban Legends. The whole gothic girl on the computer thing is the bomb. Lol. But anyway, please tell me what you think of this new addition!

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