Author's Notes: Since these two chapters go hand in hand, I'll post both. Plus, they're both short. Keep the reviews coming, I love 'em:)

Disclaimer: Well I got caught trying to steal an Invisibility Cloak but I escaped to the Star Trek page and I'm about to warp around the sun so I can go back in time and invent SVU before Dick Wolf does. No more disclaimers for me…

Now onto the Meat and Potatoes

Lizzie

The Family Gall

Stabler and Ally entered number 6 Park Place and proceeded to apartment number 4. Ally unlocked the door and was immediately jumped on by a girl around six.

"Mummy, I lost my first tooth." She held out her hand, which had been clinching around a small, white tooth. "Will the Tooth Fairy come tonight? Will she, Mum?"

Ally kissed her little girl on the forehead. "I'm sure she will, Katie, but right now I need you to go and find Jake."

Katie nodded and but as she was turning to leave, she spotted Stabler.

"Who's he, Mum?"

Stabler took the initiative and stepped forward. "My name's Elliot and you're Katie?"

The little girl beamed and held out her tooth. "I lost this today while playing basketball. I missed the rebound and the ball landed on my face. It bled a bit and it hurt really really bad."

Stabler examined the tooth. "You're one brave little girl. Why don't you go and get your brother for me?"

Katie nodded and ran from the room, yelling "Jake" at the top of her lungs.

Ally went over and gestured for Stabler to take a seat on their sofa. "You're very good with children."

Stabler found the couch to be comfortable, although worn. "I have four of my own, plus my squad deals with children sometimes and we've gotta know how to get them to trust us."

Ally walked into the kitchen and came back with two glasses of water.

"Thirsty, Detective?"

Stabler took the glass, expressing his gratitude before he began to drink.

"You said you have four children. How old are they?"

Stabler downed is glass before answering. "Maureen and Kathleen are in college and Elizabeth and Dickie are in high school. What about yours?"

Ally didn't get to answer as a young man appeared in the room. He also had chestnut brown hair and glasses. He looked to be a bit shy.

"Katie said you wanted to see me, Mum?"

Ally nodded and gestured towards the seat next to her.

"Jake, this is Detective Elliot Stabler. Detective, this is my son, Jake."

Stabler held out his hand and the boy returned it. For being so small and shy looking, he had a firm handshake.

"Jake, I hear you're quite talented in art."

The boy blushed slightly and nodded. "A bit."

Ally handed Stabler the self portrait and the detective handed it to Jake. "This is more than a bit of talent, Jake. Your mom said you were ten."

Jake nodded again. "You aren't from here are you? You called mum mom and your accent it foreign."

Stabler smiled while Ally fetched paper. "I'm from the United States. I'm here on a case."

Jake's eyes widened with interest. "You want me to do a sketch like those guys do in the movies when they want to catch a bad guy?"

Stabler couldn't help but chuckle at Jake's enthusiasm. "That's right. Are you up to the challenge of drawing the man your mother describes?"

Jake seized the paper that was handed to him by his mother. "Am I ever! Is this dangerous?"

Stabler and Ally exchanged looks. "Let's just say that I'll be indebted to you after this."

Jake's smile grew wider. "Go ahead, Mum."

Ally began to describe the man she had seen with Benson. It took the better part of an hour but soon they had a sketch. The man was in his late thirties or early forties, around six feet tall with a mustache and a head full of dark black hair. He was slightly heavy, 'portly' as Ally described him, with a full mouth of teeth. He'd been wearing a blue suit with a yellow shirt.

"Is that all you needed, Detective Stabler?"

When Stabler answered in the affirmative, the boy looked slightly crestfallen. "Really?"

Stabler went over to the boy and sat down beside him.

"Yes, but you have no idea how much you've helped. Jake, keep up the good…"

Stabler was cut off when the door flew open and a boy around eight can sprinting into the room.

"MUM!!!!! I scored the winning goal during practice today!!! MUM!!!!!" The boy stopped suddenly, seeing a strange man sitting with his mother and brother on the couch.

"Who're you? Is Jake in trouble?" His face lit up. "Mum, are you gonna spank Jake?"

The boy's older brother glared. "Shut up, Tommy. I'm helping the police."

Tommy looked semi-annoyed with this. "I wanna help too."

Jake glared back. "We'll you can't so go and play dollies with Katie."

Ally cleared her throat and got to her feet.

"Okay, boys, that enough. Jake, go and start on your homework. Tommy, you may set the table for dinner."

There was groaning from both parties but when Ally gave them both a look, they tore from the room.

"They're a handful but I love them." Ally glanced at the clock. "Oh shit, Mrs. Sanders will be over in an hour and I haven't started dinner. Would you care for a home cooked meal, Detective Stabler?"

As good as that sounded, Stabler knew he needed to hunt around for this police officer. The trail wasn't cold yet and Stabler wasn't about to risk that happening.

"Thanks but I'd better be on my way. Thanks for your help."

Ally nodded and walked him to the door. As they passed through the living room, Tommy was sitting on the couch looking at Jake's drawing. Ally gave Stabler a quick look of apology before fixing her son with a stern one.

"Tommy, what did mum say about setting the table?"

Tommy sighed and got up. "I'm going, I'm going, I just wanted to see Jake's picture of Officer Ulmer. Is he a bad guy, Detective Stabler?"

The American, who had been ready to get moving, froze. "Tommy, do you know this man." He went over and gestured toward the drawing. The boy nodded.

"Yeah, he came and spoke to our school today. He was telling us about walking together in groups, looking both ways before we cross the street and not talking to strangers. He was nice. Katie got invited up on stage to do a demonstration on how to say no to drugs. She got candy from him. I wanted candy too. Mum, can I have some candy?"

Stabler, who normally would have found it amusing the way boy went from a school presentation to candy in one thought, but now it appeared that he had a name to go with a face.

"Tommy, are you positive this is the same man?"

The boy nodded. "Yep, it's the mustache."

Stabler looked at the boy and then at Ally. "You still got room for another at the table?"

Fin and Munch both returned to the sixteenth prescient five minutes before their one o'clock deadline. Munch headed strait for Cragen's office while Fin went to his desk.

"What's up with pulling us away from our 'much needed rest,' Cap?"

Cragen fixed Munch with a glare. "I can't get a hold of Elliot."

Munch put on his best thinking expression. "Let's think: his partner goes missing, he grabs a beer, he's divorced in all sense of the word so he shacks up with some girl. He'll sober up, realize what he's done and be back."

Cragen shook his head as Fin entered. "I don't think so, John. Something isn't smelling right."

Fin took a seat across from Cragen and Munch joined him in the second chair moments after.

"How many times have you tried his cell?"

Cragen flipped open his phone, punch in a few commands. "Thirty calls to Stabler's cell. That's more than shacked up."

Munch leaned back before reaching over and taking a sip from Cragen's coffee cup. He winced at the routinely horrendous prescient coffee.

"Okay, where would Stabler be right now?"

"Want to be or what?"

"Both."

Cragen and Fin exchanged looks. Both knew what the other was thinking but both were hoping it wasn't true. Finally, it was Munch who answered.

"Elliot would want to be out looking for Liv. He'd turn over every rock here in the States and, if nothing turned up, he'd want to be in Europe looking for her."

Fin shook his head, not really denying what Munch was saying but not willing to admit the possibility.

"There's no way he'd take off without telling someone. Cap, you could fire him for this. He's within his right to take vacation time so he'd go that route."

Cragen was about to agree but than slammed his hands on the table and cursed.

"Damn, he doesn't have vacation time. His kid was sick a few weeks back and Stabler never left him. He only has a day or two left until he puts in more overtime. He'd be allowed time off to cope with Liv's disappearance but not travel time. He'd have to just take off. Damn it!"

Munch and Fin let their captain stew for a few moments before Fin interjected.

"Captain, we might be able to get a warrant to get the records of Stabler's transactions. That'll tell us if he's purchased a plane ticket."

Cragen didn't answer before grabbing the phone.

"Casey, it's Cragen. Yeah, I need you to get me a warrant to pull credit card records…Elliot Stabler…yes counselor, you hear me right., Elliot Stabler…thanks, can you get that quickly…on the grounds that he didn't show up today and I'll fire his ass if I don't find out what's going on…that enough probable cause for you…thank you, Counselor."

Cragen hung up and told Munch and Fin, "she'll be here shortly," while he dialed another number.

"George, Cragen…yes…nothing on Liv yet…actually, it's Elliot…no idea and that's the problem…you think he might've gone after Liv…yeah, Novak's getting us a warrant…please do."

Cragen hung up and turned back to Munch and Fin. "Novak should be here within the hour and Huang is on his way. George thinks there's an excellent possibility Stabler went after Benson."

Munch and Fin said nothing while they waited for orders.

"What do you want from us, Cap?"

Cragen leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling.

"Just hang around and we'll see where this goes."

When will the dawning break, oh endless night. Sleepless I dream of the day

Elton John – Endless Night