Elliot headed up the steps to into the building when he heard the familiar voice of his partner, Olivia Benson.
"Morning Elliot!" Olivia called cheerily as she quickened her pace to meet up with him.
"Oh, morning Olivia." He returned as if he were in a trance.
"Someone's in a mood, you want to tell me what's up?" She asked as they walked into the building together. It was older than most buildings and run-down. It was incredibly dim unless the blinds were open.
"No, nothing's up I was just thinking, but thanks." Elliot replied giving Olivia one of his smiles that reassured her. The smell of coffee drew both Elliot and Olivia to where John Munch and Odafin "Fin" Tutuola were standing engaged in their usually bickering.
"I'm telling you, one of these days you are going to find out that all these so called "half-cocked conspiracies" of mine are really true!" he said pouring Fin and him a cup of coffee. He was once again off on his famous topic of conspiracies. His thoughts are that the world really isn't the way we see it. No one knows the real truth. None of the detectives believed him, but they always went along with it.
"Yeah, okay Munch whatever you say," Fin said in a sarcastic tone, "By the way have you taken you medication yet?" Giving Munch a playful smile.
"You'll see some day, you'll all see!"
Captain Cragen stepped out of his office and headed towards the coffee station.
"Children, if you can't play nice you know the rule."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can't play at all." Munch and Fin said in unison with a laugh.
"Morning Cap!" Olivia and Elliot said as they reached the coffee station.
"Morning, now if we are done with the fun and games I suggest we get to work. If you don't mind..."
"Sorry, we didn't mean to get off track it was his fault." Munch said pointing towards Fin who had apparently missed the comment.
"I don't care who started it, but I'm finishing it!" Cragen said, sounding a bit on the annoyed side. "Benson, Stabler where are we with the case?"
"Well so far, we have an eighteen year old female victim, name: Fiona Wetherall, with a positive for fluids on the rape kit, and apparent background of physical, emotional and now surfacing, sexual abuse from one or several males. As far as we can tell the suspects are members of her own family. We need to get some DNA samples though so we can tell which one of the bastards did it. So far we have: her stepfather, Scott Wetherall, and her two older half- brothers, Eric and Brandon, and a twin brother, Aidan. Her mother died in childbirth, as did the baby, that was just a few months ago. The twins are from her previous marriage. She didn't have a boyfriend that we know of, but we'll do some digging at her school and then hit the coffee shop where she works. So far we've already ruled out Aidan, his DNA is the only sample we could get and it doesn't match up." Benson answered.
"What are you waiting for then?" Cragen asked.
"We are on our way." Elliot replied.
"Munch, you and Fin check with the phone company see if you can get any calls that seem suspicious, you got that?" Cragen asked the bickering detectives.
"Whatever you say Cap'n." Fin said grabbing both his jacket and the keys.
Munch looked at Fin and finally asked, sounding as if he were hurt, "Who said you get drive?"
"I want to live to see my next birthday Pappy," Fin answered playfully, swinging the keys around on his pointer finger, "If you're good I may let drive in an empty parking lot!" Both detectives laughed and exited the building. Elliot and Olivia grabbed some coffee to go and headed over to Fiona's school.