"Aw, man. What's the NYPD doing here?" Tim Bayliss asked as he and his partner, Frank Pembleton, stopped to look at the car that was mysteriously parked in front of the squad room.

"Alright, how do you know it's NYPD?" Questioned Pembleton skeptically.

"Use you eyes Frank!" Exclaimed Tim with a chuckle, " It's a Black Crown Victoria. Oh, and do you see those New York licence plates?"

"Okay. Okay. I get it." He mumbled.

"Good." Stated Tim, "Now I ask again, what is the NYPD doing on our turf?"

"Maybe they're jealous because we collared one of their perps first. Maybe they're here to take them back. It wouldn't be the first time." Pembleton offered up with a slight touch of sarcasm.

"Maybe." Tim shrugged.

They walked into the building and continued up the stairs until they reached their squad room. Once there, they were surprised to find a tall, lanky man sitting in Meldrick's chair, his face masked by a dark colored, rimmed hat. Nearby stood what Tim considered to be an extremely beautiful lady, who was staring down at the man with a slightly annoyed look.

Instead of confronting the two, Tim and Frank decided to hang back and watch them for a moment. They took a few steps back and peeked around the corner at the otherwise empty squad room, preceding to listen in on the two strangers newly started conversation.

" Why is everyone missing?" Asked the Female, who was met by a slightly sarcastic,

"Maybe they're on a case?"

"All of them?" She asked skeptically.

"Yeah. Probably a red ball."

"A what?"

The man sighed.

"It's another way to say a high profile case. It's a Baltimore thing."

"Oh."

There was a moment of them just staring at each other, until one of them, the girl, suddenly announced,

"Take off your hat."

" Why?"

"Because you never wear your hat inside. You look ridiculous."

"But I don't want any of them to recognize me yet." He complained.

"I will shout your name over the rooftops if you don't stop being so annoying." She threatened.

"Jeez, driving all the way from New York made you cranky."

Tim and Pembleton exchanged surprised looks. These were the New York Detectives? They continued to eavesdrop, even more interested than before.

"No, being stuck in the car with you made me cranky." The woman asserted in a tone that suggested she wasn't really angry at him.

"Aw, come on. You know you love me."

"Yeah, yeah." She drawled.

Meanwhile...

Pembleton watched in interest as Tim moved away from the wall, only to lean against the one on the opposite side, looking like he was deep in thought.

"I know this guy Frank. I've heard his voice before or something."

"He does sound sort of familiar Tim, but it's got to be some coincidence or something. How would we know some big shot NYPD cop?"

"I don't know- began Tim, before he was interrupted by a crashing noise coming from the other room.

"Liv! It's not funny!" Came an indignant male voice.

"John!" The other voice mocked, before continuing with a sigh, " Maybe you wouldn't have fallen if that hat of yours wasn't covering your eyes."

" Olivia!" He complained.

"Need some help getting up, Munchkin?" She teased.

Suddenly alert, Pembleton and Tim whipped around to look at each other, then turned back to look behind the wall. What they saw shocked them.

"Must you use that nickname?" Munch grumbled as Olivia helped him up.

"I can't help it." She shrugged. " It suits you."

Just as Munch was about to reply with what was presumably a witty retort, Pembleton and Tim came running into the room.

"Munch?" Questioned Pembleton. Squinting as if to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him.

"John! Long time no see man!" Exclaimed Tim, reaching out to give him a friendly hug. Which, to Olivia's surprise, he actually accepted with a minimal amount of awkwardness.

"Timmy! Good to see you too!...now let go of me before you crush my rib cage."

Tim laughed. "Okay, John boy."

Frank, not very interested in the whole happy reunion, asked curiously, "What are you doing back in these parts?"

"You know that rapist you just busted for a double murder? Well, we want him for three rapes back in New York."

"Ah. I see." Stated Pembleton, before turning to Tim and whispering, "I told you it was a jealousy thing."

A few seconds later, the silence was interrupted by Olivia purposefully clearing her throat.

Munch winced slightly and slapped his forehead. "Oh, jeez! I'm sorry! Tim Bayliss, Frank Pembleton, this is my...partner, Olivia Benson." Olivia smirked at Munch's unintentional double-meaning of the word 'partner', and then moved to shake both of the mens' hands.

"Hi. You can call me Tim." Said Tim, smiling flirtatiously.

Putting on a fake smile, and inwardly rolling her eyes, Olivia let go of his hand and shook Pembleton's briefly before returning to Munch's side. "So, should we work on extraditing Riverman now or..."

"Nah, that can wait." Said Munch, smiling slightly and enjoying the feel of being back in his old squad room.

"Yeah." Agreed Tim, "Plus, when Meldrick gets here, he's gonna drag you right down to the bar."

"The bar?"

"Yeah," Said Tim, in response to Olivia's question, "The Waterfront. Me and meldrick, another detective here, own it. Munch used to too, but when he moved..." Tim trailed off, and Olivia turned to Munch, "You owned a bar?" The tone she used was almost accusing.

"Yeah." Said Tim, not giving Munch a chance to answer. Frank, now seemingly bored of the conversation, moved over a few feet to sit down at his desk. Tim smiled at Olivia charmingly, and suggested kindly, "I could gather all of the old gang together. There's probably a lot you don't know about that partner of yours, we'll go to the bar. It'll be fun."

"Sure..." She said hesitantly, feeling s little uncomfortable with his constant, however innocent, flirting. As she turned a little towards Munch she saw a strong glint of jealousy in his eyes. She smirked inwardly, and decided to tease him about it later.

"Great." Said Tim. "You guys can go settle in, Kay got you a place at the hotel down the street, and then we can meet at the waterfront in about two hours. Sound good.?"

"Yeah Tim," Said Munch, "We'll see you there. Try to get the Big Man to come out of retirement long enough to visit his old pal, okay?" He joked, then turned to Olivia. "C'mon Liv. Lets go see this Hotel Kay booked us at."

After they both left, Tim turned back to Pembleton, "Wow. I never expected to see him again."

"Yeah," He agreed half-heartedly, then chuckled, " How could we not recognize that voice? It ranted in our ears for almost four years."

Tim smiled in agreement, and then began to make a few phone calls. He decided to call up Meldrick, who was currently on a lunch break, first.

"Hey man, you won't believe who I just ran into..."

TBC