A/N- Thanks so much to all my faithful reviewers like to name a few Moonjava, tapmastaflash22 olivia100, and CincyRedsAllTheWay05Anyway please keep reviewing and tell me if you like this chapter cause last time I got the most reviews for the chapter with the most dialogue so I thought I'd try it again!

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As Olivia came back to consciousness she heard faint voices around her,

"Good morning sleeping beauty, what would you want for breakfast? Pancakes or waffles?"

"John?" she mumbled her eyes still closed. His voice was easy to recognize, besides who would make comments like that other than John.

"The one and only," he said dryly as she opened her eyes to be greeted by two bickering detectives, and one obviously concerned captain.

"Shut up John, no-one really want to listen to you right now." Said an annoyed Fin.

"Does anyone ever..." Olivia said, sitting up. Olivia rubbed the spot on her head that had hit the floor when she fell; it still hurt like heck and was starting to swell a little.

"You ok?" Cragen asked helping her up, "That was a pretty nasty fall."

"Yeah I'm fine," She began but then she winced as her head started throbbing more, "… maybe just some ice."

There was a pregnant silence for a second before the captain finally asked, "Why were you on the floor Olivia?"

"I- I don't know…" Olivia stumbled, "One second I was perfectly fine, and then I just got so dizzy I must have fallen and blacked out…"

"Well you know cops just suddenly blacking out isn't good," Cragen said holding out a chair for her, which she politly declined, "Maybe you should go home…." He trailed off.

"No!" Olivia said a little too fast.

"No?" Cragen said raising an eyebrow.

"I mean," Olivia, said regaining her composer, "I think I could really help here, and it would be a waste to send me home cause I'm just fine now, really."

"Well to bad cause I don't think so," Cragen said in a much more serious tone, "One: your too emotionally attached to this case. And two: You look like hell, go home and get some rest."

Olivia couldn't believe this, Elliot had gone missing and now Cragen wasn't even letting her help find him! "Captain this is Elliot, were all emotionally attached!" she said defensively.

"Not as much as you Olivia!" Cragen said raising his voice a little.

"This is crazy!" Olivia looked around foe support, "Guys?" she said eying her fellow two detectives. Munch just looked down and Fin pretended like he was preoccupied with some loose paperwork on his desk.

"I'm sorry Olivia," said the captain quietly, "It's for the best…"

"Like hell," Olivia whispered, as she grabbed her coat and stormed out of the precinct.

After a moment Fin turned around to make sure she was absolutely gone before saying, "Was that really necessary cap'?"

"Yes it was," He said looking strait into his eyes, "We can't have a suspect in here while we discuss the case."

Munch finally speaking up firmly stated, "She's not a suspect yet, there's still tons of possibilities."

"Like what?" Cragen asked standing up form his sitting position to further prove a point, "You saw all the evidence, the note with her finger prints on it-"

"She could have got that form picking it up!"

"Yeah well what about the pizza that was ordered last night in her name, when the latest note said 'I maybe closer than you think', and that she was the last one with him before he disappeared!" He finished shouting.

"I know the odds are against her, but are you looking for anyway possible to incriminate her?" John asked in surprise.

Cragen slumped back into a chair with a sigh, "No, I'm just looking for the truth…"

The three men sat there in silence for a minute, before Fin curiously asked, "Isn't there too much of a 'conflict of interest' for the guys upstairs to let us work this case?"

Cragen looked over at him, as if expecting this question for a while, "There was, but that's were I was before, talking to the police commissioner about it,"

"And?"

"Were going to have to cooperate with another team if we want to work this case," he said treading lightly, cause he knew his detectives weren't going to like this.

Munch rolled his eyes, "Great, what squadron do we have the pleasure of working with?" Sarcasm sewn in his words.

"Its not a police squad," Cragen inhaled deeply before quietly answering, "It's the Feds."

'This is totally outrageous,' Olivia thought to herself as she stormed down the sidewalk, making sure everyone got out of her way. Her own team was treating her like a child, like she wouldn't be able to control herself if she got into an interrogation room with the guy. After six years had she not even earned a little trust? Guess not. This must be how Elliot feels when she asks him if he's 'ok'? Suddenly his outbursts of rage toward her became a little understandable.

Olivia turned the corner and continued to walk, solemnly with her hands in her pockets.

She had no idea where she was going, but any ware was better than that precinct right now. Elliot's her friend, best friend… and maybe even a little more of course she was attached! But that never meant she couldn't be objective. Cragen wanted her out of there and severed from this case for other reasons, but she had a feeling that she might not want to know those reasons…yet.

It felt like everyone was against her, she felt so alone. But she had to face the facts, and they were pretty dam incriminating… of her. Is that why Cragen wanted her out? Were they really looking into her suspect? As she strolled down busy Broadway Street, she came to a defining conclusion. She was going to find Elliot, with or without their help. And she knew exactly where to start, the wife.

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