Well here we are again. Thanks to the people who reviewed…I appreciate your kind words of encouragement. Well I am currently watching SVU and this has put me in the mood to update this story. Hope you like this new chapter as well. As always italics are dreams or memories. Oh and just a warning…I might make Kathy out to be a way most people don't see her…so if you really really like Kathy you might not want to read; cause I'm not a fan of her.

"Agent Rames was in my team. He was a good friend and an even better agent," Tamsyn informed the squad room full of detectives and officers, "He was also openly homosexual; which I think has something to do with his death."

Olivia spoke up, "Do you have any ideas on who our killer could be? Did Rames have a boyfriend or lover?"

Tamsyn sighed, "No to the first and yes to the second but he is also an FBI agent; and VERY closeted. Jensen and I were the only ones who knew."

Munch voiced the question everyone was thinking, "Why would he tell you if he was so closeted? Why would he trust you so much, even if you did work together?"

Cragen answered this one, "Agent Donovan was the Special Agent in Charge of their Field Office."

Tamsyn nodded, "The agent in question didn't want to keep things from his superior and told me in confidence."

"Wait, you keep skirting around saying this agents name. Are you just not going to tell us who he is? He is a possible witness at best and a possible suspect at worst. We need to talk to him," Olivia exclaimed.

"I will talk to him myself and see what he knows, if anything, and I don't like you insinuating that one of my guys would kill at all let alone one of their team mates," Tamsyn stated an edge of anger in her voice.

For the first time since seeing Tamsyn in Cragen's office Elliot snapped out of his own thoughts and took in the people around him. It took him a second to realize what it was that woke him out of his reverie; it was the familiar angry tone to his old friend's voice, a tone he had heard many times before. He quickly looked between Tamsyn and Olivia, the two most stubborn women he had ever known, and chose to take action before the situation escaladed.

"Sounds like a plan. Will you be working with us for the rest of case then?" Elliot inquired.

Olivia stared at Elliot as if he had grown a second head, "Wha…?"

"Yes I will Detective. I have to head out but I will be back in the morning to continue the investigation and I will let you know if my agent has anything probative to tell us," Tamsyn stated before heading out the door.

With her gone Olivia turned to glare at her partner, "Elliot what the hell is going on? This is OUR investigation not the FBI's; since when are you ok with them interrogating our suspects for us? Wha…Where are you going?"

Olivia's questions fell of deaf ears as Elliot raced out of the squad room and down in the direction of the garage. As the elevator doors opened into the lowest level of the building Elliot came face to face with his old friend.

Upon seeing Elliot Tamsyn smirked, "About time Detective, I expected you a whole minute ago," she raised an eyebrow when he didn't speak, "What no questions about where I've been what I've been doing? It's kind of rude not to ask that when old friends show up in your life."

"What are you doing here? And after all this time?" Elliot managed to get out.

"I was surprised when you didn't just barge into the Captains office once reaching it; I thought for sure you would have recognized my car or at least the license plate," Tamsyn offered as a reply.

Without thinking Elliot glanced over to the car and indeed he did recognize it from when they were teens and the license plate, though it was new; how could he not notice RENGIRL in capital letters across the plate when he was the one to suggest it so long ago before she could afford the personalization.

"You….you still didn't answer my questions," Elliot stammered.

Tamsyn just looked at him, taking in everything about him; it had been so long since she laid eyes on Elliot Stabler. She wished she could say the only reason she was at the 16th precinct in Manhattan was to help find the person who killed one of her agents, but she was also there to see him. It had been almost 23 years since she had seen him and it scared her how quickly her feelings for him surfaced again. He had been her best friend and first love, possibly the only man she had actually ever loved, and those feelings where very much still alive.

"DAD!"

Instantly both adults were jolted from there thoughts and the sight of one another and turned to the source of the cry. A few seconds later Elliot's 15 year old daughter launched herself into her father's arms and hugged him.

"Hey Liz. What are you doing here?" Elliot asked his youngest daughter.

"I'll see you tomorrow Detective, have a good night," and with that Tamsyn turned towards her car.

"WAIT! You can at least meet one of my kids, Liz this is Tamsyn, Tamsyn this is my youngest daughter Liz," Elliot stated.

Liz looked at Tamsyn confused, "I've never seen you before…do you work with my dad?"

"I'm FBI but yeah I will be working with SVU on a case for a while. It was nice to meet you Liz," Tamsyn almost left it at that but couldn't help causing some sort of friction in the Stabler household, "Well I do have to run but it was nice to meet you…OH and make sure to tell you mom Hello for me."

With that Tamsyn got in her car and left before any other words could be spoken.

"Dad…how does she know mom?" Liz inquired.

Ignoring his daughter's question he asked his own, "Liz what are you doing her anyway? And alone I might add."

"I had a school thing about a block away remember? Mom couldn't make it all the way out her from Queens cause she had her doctors appointment so I was supposed to come her and wait so you could take me home with you," Liz answered still confused and concerned.

Elliot nodded absent mindedly, "Right, well I think we are done for the day so I just need to go back upstairs and grab my things and then we can head home, OK?"

Without waiting for an answer Elliot turned and headed back to the elevator with his daughter following closely. After grabbing his things and saying good bye to his co-workers, his partner not returning the gesture, the two left and headed back to Queens.

The second the two of them entered the house Kathy knew something was up; Elliot greeted Kathleen and Dickie like he normally did but barely waved at her on his way to get a shower.

Before she could ask her youngest daughter how her day was the girl started talking first, "A friend of Dads from the FBI told me to tell you hello. I have never met her before but she seemed to know you. She is working a case with Dad right now."

Liz could tell she had said something bad when her mother looked at her confused, "I don't know of any friends you father has in the FBI. What was her name?" Kathy asked, stressing the word HER.

"Um….oh I don't remember….but it was something pretty and kind of unique. Oh what was it?! It started with a T….Tami? No that wasn't it that's not even unique…um…" Liz thought out loud.

Before Liz could go any further with her guesses Kathy looked up alarmed, "Tamsyn?"

"YEAH! That was it, Tamsyn, I thought it was pretty. Mom are you OK? Is something wrong?" Liz asked when she noticed her mother was staring at her with a blank look on her face.

Concerned Kathleen and Dickie also moved closer to their mother but she waved them off, "No I am fine really. I just need to go talk to your father for a moment."

The three Stabler children all looked at one another in confusion as Kathy walked out of the room. Elliot himself was lost in his own thoughts and memories.

"Ren? Ren I need to talk to you. Its important…come on open up!" a teenaged Elliot urged from outside the window he was tapping on.

Ren rolled over on her bed and stared at her boyfriend through the window; he looked like shit. Sighing she got up and let him into her bedroom.

Walking back to her bed she quipped, "If you are her looking for a little late night action think again buster; I have a big test tomorrow and I am not going to be a walking zombie for it." The serious look on Elliot's face stopped her joking and she noticed a slight smell of alcohol, "What's wrong El? Have you been drinking?"

"Yes…NO….maybe…I don't really know. I think I did something…but I'm not sure…but its bad…and I didn't know where else to go…and you are going to hate me…," Elliot ranted, tear forming in his blue eyes.

"Ok El sit down. What happened? Was it at the party? Just try to calm down and tell me what happened. I wont hate you…I could never hate you," Ren assured him.

Elliot took a breath and let it out slowly, "I was at the party, just hanging out with Kathy and Louis after you left. I could have sworn I wasn't drinking alcohol but I don't know, I must have been because you can smell it on me, I was just drinking whatever it was that Kathy gave me to drink, it was something really fruity tasting. I was starting to feel dizzy and that is when my memory stops," Ren knew there was more by the look on his face but waited for him, "I woke up and I wasn't where I remembered being, my head hurt and I felt sick. I realized I was on a bed somewhere and when I tried to get up there was something weighing me down…I looked over and Kathy was there with me."

He didn't need to go further, Ren's face told him she knew that he had woken up naked with Kathy. Unable to look at her he buried his face in his hands and fought hard to not cry.

Pounding on the door broke Elliot from his reverie. Turning off the water he stepped out of the shower while simultaneously wrapping a towel around his waist. He knew who it was on the other side of the door and he was certain she was not going to be happy. Sighing he went to deal with Kathy, for the first time since they had moved back into together that she was still his EX-wife; and it worried him at how free that made him feel.

Well I am stopping it there. My brain has just about given up on this chapter. I hope you liked it and please review…I love to hear opinions.