A/N- hilo, its me again doing the same thing…. Thanking you for all your totally wicked reviews! All you awesome people out there (you know who you are!) thanks a bundles for revewing! I know the past rewinds are a little confusing, but they go in the orders that the chapters are in! So read this and tell me what you think!

Disclaimer- I don't own Law and Order: SVU or any of the characters… don't sue me…. please.

Special Agent in charge Brian Dunkermen picked at his teeth as he impatiently waited in front of the sixteenth precinct.

"Where is that lazy, good for nothing-" he growled being cut off by the prompt female brunet standing next to him.

"Don't worry sir," she said in a patient voice, "I'm sure Jack will be here soon," said thirty four year old Camren Kopi,

Brian Dunkerman was never a man to be messed with; he had a fierce temper and didn't like having to wait for rookies. He wasn't very that eager to have to work with the cops, but if he had to they were going to have to do it his way. No questions asked. That's just the kind of old, hard-ass FBI agent he was, like it or not.

After being in the FBI for twenty years he had learned it was good to get to a case as soon as possible. So waiting around any longer for the rookie was just going to cripple them further. He glanced over at Camren over his shoulder; she was definitely hard working, but way too much by the book for his liking.

He lifted himself up form his leaning position on the car and began walking up the precinct steps.

"Where are you going sir?" Camren asked in surprise.

"We can't wait any longer, were just wasting time," he mumbled as he held the door open for her, she quickly caught up to his fast paced walking speed.

"Right," Camren quickly agreed.

"So," Brain said getting straight to business, "Who've we got his time."

"Um," Camren mumbled, "You weren't briefed sir?"

He came to a dead halt and whizzed around to look her strait in the eye, "No." he said forcefully, "Will you please do me the honors,"

Camren gulped, and gave a curt nod pulling out a tan file from the black office bag around her shoulder. He snatched the file and began his fast paced walk again, reading as he went.

"Detective Elliot Stabler," He read out loud.

"He's been a police officer for about twenty years now," Camren sated having memorized the file.

"Unit?" Brian asked pressing the elevator call button.

"Special Victims Unit," Camren adjusted her black rim glasses before continuing, "They deal with-"

"I know," Brian said putting a hand up to stop the brainiac, "sexually based offenses."

"He was officially reported missing at," she glanced down at her watch before stepping into the elevator with Brian, "eight- forty three"

Brian turned to face her in the elevator with raised eyebrows, "And we were just informed about this now?"

She looked downward, almost disappointed with herself, "Sorry, but the police commissioner had to sort it out with the FBI first the case is a little complicated…" She trailed off.

"How...?" he asked stressfully as he stared her strait in the eye.

"Well," she began a little shaky, "The person who reported him missing and the last person to be seen with him was his partner, Detective Olivia Benson."

Brain deeply sighed and rolled his eyes as they stepped out of the elevator, "Oh, boy."

"Factually," Camren began explaining, "It's a pretty easy case, but her unit says 'she would never do anything like that to her partner' in their statements."

"And you believe them?" He asked quiz fully.

"N-no," Camren stuttered, "But-" she began before being interrupted by her boss.

"Look," he said stopping before entering the bullpen, "There her team, of course they believe she couldn't do something like that,"

Camren gave a slow but understanding nod, before Brian leaned in close and whispered, "If mothers can kidnap their daughters and hide them away to protect them from themselves, then this lady can most certainly kidnap this guy," He took a long breath, "Partner or not."

"Right, of course," She said in her efficient manner.

"Good," he said turning around and briskly walking into the middle of the bullpen, "Now lets meet these cops…" he mumbled.

"Actually," said a slick voice behind him, " I prefer to be called John," Detective John Munch said.

Brian spun around to be greeted by an aging cop with thin -rimmed glasses and graying hair, holding his hand out, "And who might you be John?" He asked putting stress on his name and rudely objecting his hand.

John glared at him and opened his mouth to answer right when Cragen cut in between the two, saying from behind Brian, "He's one of my detectives, and may I ask who you are?"

Brian walked up to the elderly policeman holding his hand out, "FBI," he gripped Cragen's hand as if to imply something, "Special Agent in charge Brian Dunkermen."

"Ah yes," said Cragen letting go of the man's forceful grip, "You're here to help us find Detective Stabler,"

"No," He said taking a step closer to stare Cragen down strait in the eye, "I'm here to find Elliot Stabler, with your help,"

Cragen accepted the man's challenge; shooting him death glares of his own as he continued to talk, "This is my case…"

The captain stepped back a little, now wasn't the time for a fight with the feds, they needed to focus on finding Elliot, "I don't know how you guys operate at the FBI, but here we work as a team."

"Well lucky us," said Brian sarcastically, "We happen to have two separate teams,"

"This is your team?" said Captain Cragen, eyebrows shooting up as he looked surprisingly at lonesome Camren.

"No," Said Brain for once showing signs of being uncomfortable and looking at his shoes, "One of my agents is late…"

As if on cue a short, blond haired, male FBI agent clumsily came stumbling into the bullpen with papers flying out of his arms. "I'm here sir!" said the clumsy blond through a mountain of papers.

"Good, now will you stop acting like an idiot and represent the agency!" Brain yelled at him.

"Of course sir!" Jack replied quickly, letting the pile of papers he was carrying drop to the ground as he flung his arms to his side and stood at attention.

Camren let a small smile slip at Jack's mistake, while the other detectives quietly chuckled. Brian sighed, exasperated as he ran a hand through his hair, "Jack, look at the floor," he said slowly as if explaining to a young child.

Jack snapped his head down and realizing his mistake began to frantically pick up the mess of papers, "Sorry boss…" he mumbled.

Brian turned back to Cragen ready to get down to business, "So, what have we got so far?"

Elliot stirred slightly in his dreams as a shadowy figure watched from the corner of the dark room. He must have a killer headache right now; the stuff she gave him might have been just a little bit stronger then necessary. She snickered at his pain, emotionally and physically.

Elliot's eyes moaned as his eyes flickered open, "Morning sunshine," she said sarcastically, coming out of her den in the shadows.

"Y- you…" Elliot mumbled, staring in shock.

"Yes, darling its me your loving and caring ex-wife," She said plastering a bitter smile on her face as she twirled a gun around her finger.

"I can see how much you care by the handcuffs and the whole kidnapping thing," Elliot said teasing her, "It really shows your true colors."

Kathy snorted in disbelief, "Oh please Elliot," she became more cynical with every word, "I was the most caring wife of all! Waiting up for you every night, handling the kids all by myself, and I even put up with you cheating on me with that bitch! But now-"

Elliot suddenly interrupted her rant becoming very serious, "Olivia…" he whispered, "What did you do with her!" he shouted becoming more enraged by the minute.

Kathy laughed and put a controlling smirk on her face, "Wouldn't you like to know…" she leaned in about an inch away from his face, teasing him.

Elliot's brows furrowed, "Are you drunk?"

"So what if I am!" she shouted walking away and throwing her hands up in the air, "It's not like you care…"

"Kath," Elliot said quietly looking down at the ground, "It's not that I ever stopped caring its just-"

Kathy interrupted him shouting, "Its just that we kind of 'fell out of love'" Kathy waved the gun around in her drunken rage, "Bullshit!"

"It just the truth," Elliot said beginning to feel sorry for her, "And you need to get over this and move on…"

Kathy stopped her pacing and contemplated her ex-husband's last words. Finally she turned around and brought the gun up, "Your right Elliot," she cocked the gun, "And if I'm going I'm making sure to bring someone with me."

There was a loud shot fired and the smoking gun fell to the floor. Kathy dropped down to her knees as blood began to gush from her head; she lay there with a sad and sweet smile on her face. She had accepted death, and now she was.

Dead.

A/N- Shocking! Kinda, sorta… we all knew she was a little a loco! Anyway I'm going to Washington for about six days and I'm probably not going to be able to update! Sorry! But as soon as I get back chapters will be coming up! So until then please review your hearts out! And tell me if you like the Feds, cause I think there going to show up more in the story!