I announced my presence at the Station House by letting the door slam shut behind me at a volume level that would have earned me reproach at my own home.

"Ah, Darlene, so nice 'uh you t'join us." Fin drawled from somewhere. I cast about, until I found him. Here he was, trotting down the stairs with that characteristic black leather jacket on, unzipped as usual. I took a closer look, and saw that he had a case file firmly in his grasp, and was heading straight for the filing cabinets on the other side of the room. He arrived, and pulled one of the many drawers opened, and slipped the said file in. Fin's pretty cool. He and I got off to a rough start, but we're pretty tight, now. I made a beeline for him.

"Yeah, I am just so happy to be here!" I called, trying to sound like my normal, rather flippant self. I could see from the sideways glance that Fin shot me..that I wasn't fooling anyone.

"Kid, you look as dead on your feet as you really are." He said with a touch of sympathy in that gruff voice, "I know you don't want to do this…"

I heaved a sigh, "Yeah, I know. Let's just get this thing over with, alright? Where is he?"

"Upstairs, come on." Fin rammed the cabinet shut, and nodded towards the stairs that lead to the upper level. I shuffled my coat off and threw it on Elliot's desk as we went by. There were no donuts or anything around today. I guess that for once, I wouldn't be having a relatively good time here at the sixteenth precinct. I get to have a family reunion.

Up the stairs, down the hall, and there were Munch, Olivia, Elliot, and Huang.

"Hey, nice to see you, Darlene." Olivia said, giving a pathetic excuse for a smile, "So sorry that the circumstances have to suck so badly."

"Is he in there?" I asked tiredly was we approached.

"Naw, we just like standing and looking into an empty interregation room." Elliot said with that sideways grin. It fell in an instant, and he continues in a low voice, "Sorry, kid. I know-"

"It's fine." I said absently. I pushed past the doctor, and peered into the room, beyond the glass.

And there he was. Reading a newspaper.

He looked the same as I remembered, a tall man, wide shoulders, narrow waist, even though I couldn't see that last part, I could remember it. He and I have the same shape of face, rather rounded, yet hawkish in general. Other than that, I am happy to say that I look nothing like him. Yeah..those same dark features…the scar over the one eye..this was my father. This was the Wolf.

"It's him." I stated flatly.

"Darlene." Olivia said, looking at me levelly, putting her hands on my shoulders, "I know how hard this is going to be for you. But Huang wants you to go in and talk to him."

I shot a quizzical look to the doctor, and he dipped his head, aware that he had a lot of explaining to do. Huang is nice enough, and a pretty neat guy, but every time that I meet him, he has these bizarre doctorish ideas that usually involve…..me. I wondered what he had cooked up for me this time

"We have nothing on Rodriguez, enough to arrest him, but only enough to get him a D felony. And that's even shaky." He said, meeting my gaze, "All the evidence of his past crimes before you were with us was destroyed when his home base toppeled in the raid last year. It's a bizarre case, I'm sure you know that. My people are looking desperately for any scrap of evidence that can hold him."

"Where do I fit into this?" I asked, wearily. I knew that by, 'our people' Huang meant the FBI. And yes, I did know what a bizarre case this was. There was a file on my father on every criminal computer ever made, but no evidence. Witnesses would conveniently die before a trial, or go missing. Evidence bags had a habit of disappearing. My father was a slippery man, and if the NYPD was going to put him up in a jail overnight for disturbing the peace, then they sure as heck were going to take that opportunity to dump a crapload of other stuff on him.

"How are we going to do this, Huang?" Munch asked just as the doctor was going to open his mouth to speak to me.

"Without a lawyer!" Someone called from the other end of the hall. We all turned as one, and there was the Captain, striding purposefully towards us, "Come on, you people know that this isn't going to stay quiet for long, and Rodriguez knows the system as well as we do. I want this done as quickly as possible, and with the least amount of fuss. Tread carefully, kids."

He came to a halt, and giving everyone present the evil eye.

"Don't we always?" Elliot quipped softly, glancing at Olivia.

"No, you do not!" Cragen was steamed, and I could see why. This was probably the most infamous criminal that SVU had ever gotten their hands on, and there wasn't any evidence to hold him, save for roughhousing and getting drunk outside of a bar, and I had a feeling that whatever stuck-up defensive lawyer who got this case would even question an arrest for that!

"As I was saying.." Huang took a deep breath, "Elliot and Olivia have already tried talking to him, and nothing is working. It seems that he has put up quite a mental block for himself, not even I can get past it."

"And you want me to try?" I had a hard time keeping all that raw skepticism out of my voice, "George, I still have nightmares about what this guy did to me! You want to see scars? I will show you scars!"

I was actually making to roll up my sleeve, when Huang put up his hands in defense, a mild expression on his face that I couldn't read.

"I know, Darlene, I know. Rogriduez is so used to getting his own way with everything, with being in power that he can swiftly demolish anything that any of us throw at him. But you…"

I laughed, "Me? I you think that I can get to him? Your joking."

"I am not." Huang said, "But it's the truth. You are a ghost from his past, as well as he is one from yours. I have a feeling that if you go in there and keep your cool, that it'll get under his skin more than anything I could say."

"It's your call, Darlene." Cragen said softly, "I am not going to make you do this if you don't want to, you can count on that."

We all stood there in silence, everyone else looking at me while I mulled it over. What Huang said was probably true, but I was still so buried in memories of the past that I don't know if I would be able to pull it off.

"Alright, I'll do it." I said in one breath, "I but I want someone to go in with me."

"I will." Elliot and Olivia said at once. They glanced at each other, then back at me.

"No." Cragen spoke up again, the final voice of reason, "I want Fin to go in. You two have had your shots at him, and I don't think that I can bear watching you get blown out of the water again."

"Captain-" Elliot started, but he cut him off.

"You heard what I said. Fin..Roscamp.."

I nodded, then took a look over at Fin. He was still looking at me with a mixture of pity, and understanding. Yeah, Fin has seen more of what I've gone through than any one else there.

"Alright, kid." He grunted, patting me on the back, "You ready?"

I jammed my hands in my pockets as Fin placed his other hand on the door handle, "As I'll ever be."