Chapter 2 (Thanks for the random confused review Jesse)

"What have we got?" Elliot Stabler asked walking through the open apartment door. The place looked as though it had been ransacked.

"Neighbors called in complaining of fighting and yelling." Said one of the uniformed officers. Oliva came in from one of the connecting rooms.

"Find anything?" Elliot asked.

"Nothing other than some splatters of blood. There's no body though."

"Is it the husband or the wife that we're missing?"

"Well the doorman saw Evan Kline leaving this morning. Victoria Kline however hasn't been seen since yesterday afternoon."

"My money's on the Mrs. then."

"Lets see if we can find a murder weapon." The two detectives went through the apartment finally finding a bloody pipe hidden in a hall closet.

"What have you got?" Cragen asked when he saw two of his best detectives entered the office.

"We have a murder weapon but no body." Oliva said grabbing a cup of coffee.

"Did you talk to any of the neighbors?"

"A few, there was one woman who live in the apartment underneath theirs who was out, so we're going to try back later."

Sara had just gotten in to her apartment and began to get changed out of her work clothes when she heard a knock on her door.

"Hi." She said opening the door to reveal Oliva and Elliot. "Is there something I can do for you?

"I'm Detective Benson, this is my partner Detective Stabler. We need to ask you a few questions about the Kline's."

"Oh, sure come in."

"Thanks." Oliva said, she and Elliot walking in.

"What do you want to know?" Sara asked leading them to her living room. They sat on the couch while she took a seat on the adjacent chair.

"Do you remember ever seeing them fight of hearing anything?"

"Yeah, they fought all the time. The walls are thick but they aren't that thick."

"Do you remember when you last saw Victoria Kline?"

"Two days ago… but I saw something weird last night."

"What was that?" Elliot asked.

"Well around 2 in the morning I was trying to sleep but I kept hearing something outside. So I went to my window and saw Evan out in the empty lot with a shovel."

"A shovel?" Oliva asked.

"Yeah, weird right?"

"Are you sure it was him?"

"Very, he's a pale 6 foot tall man. Not easily mistakable."

"Would you mind coming down to the precinct and making a statement?" Oliva asked.

"No problem just let me grab my coat."