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I have to give a big shout-out to Sam and Kinsey for their wonderful talents (that aren't in this chapter, but will be in my next story…a lot!) and their willingness to take time out for me! Thanks darlings!! Anyway, there's one more chapter after this….dum dum dum….then you can get excited because I have another fic to post. I'll leave a sneak-peek at the end of the next chapter. Finally, if you review this chapter, I will reply to it; so this is your chance to have your say responded to by me….lucky people! Enjoy!

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Thursday, 4.30pm

During the day Central Park was abuzz with activity. Workers from nearby office buildings on cigarette breaks, fitness fanatics that jogged the familiar pathways, or those that merely wanted an outlet to get fresh air, took advantage of the leafy green flora within the park's confines. While everyday activities made the park an obvious attraction, there remained a dark side that many were unaware or naïve to. The dense shrubbery, overgrown alcoves and intricate pathways, while attractive during the day; at night, were perfect places for unspeakable actions to take place. The overcast weather and pelting rain exacerbated the nightmarish quality that the park was currently reflecting, and despite Fin's love for the area, he couldn't help but shiver unconsciously at the scene barely visible though the car's windshield.

"You got an umbrella?" Munch's look of disdain answered his question, so they went back to staring out of the windshield, steeling themselves for the inevitable exit from the car and entry into pouring rain.

Munch took a deep breath, pulling on his fedora, "ready?"

Fin nodded, buttoning up his jacket the entire way. Even the button right at the neck, "let's go"

The temporary tent the CSU techs had set up around the crime scene area was blowing angrily in the wind. The ground was incredibly slippery, Munch and Fin trying hard to keep stable as they approached the uniform stationed at a section of the tape. He looked like he was freezing, raindrops sliding down his poncho as he took in the identification that Fin provided him with.

"Tutuola, Munch; SVU," Fin stuttered in the cold.

The uniform nodded, pulling up the tape. Munch and Fin ducked under the tape quickly, jogging carefully the rest of the way towards the shelter. Melinda looked up from the body lying in the grass, giving a strained smile as they approached.

"Detectives, I didn't even have time to cover her up," she stood up, making a note on her file.

Munch rounded the body, taking in the sight of their third victim.

"Name's Zoe Classum, aged seven," Melinda offered, as Fin joined his partner's eye level.

The girl's hair was platinum blonde and extremely long. Plaited neatly, her face was made up like a doll no hair out of place. Fin turned the girl's head to the side, the tell-tale stain of blood marring the golden strands at the back of her head. Melinda offered Munch two evidence bags. The first held an identical white sticker with the name "Rapunzel" written in black cursive script. But the second held something different.

"Is this what I think it is?" Munch asked.

Melinda nodded, "it's a hair. Follicle still attached. You find me a suspect, I'll match them"

Fin sighed, relieved they'd caught a break, "she raped too?"

Melinda nodded sadly, "douched as well. She wasn't even in rigor, so she died very recently"

Munch turned to Fin, "it has to be the school, there's no other place she would have been."

"So maybe West has more to answer for than we first thought?"

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"I've seen this school more than I've seen the inside of my apartment in a week," Olivia mused, as she exited the car with Elliot.

Elliot chuckled as they made their way up the familiar pathway towards the administration building, the beginnings of a downpour sprinkling over them. They were stopped in their tracks however, at the sight of flashing lights, a number of police units and two ambulances. Students and teachers were out on the school's playground, observed closely by a number of uniformed police officers that were trying to maintain some kind of order. The teacher's were more obviously distressed than the students who had more of an air of piqued interest than anything else.

Elliot and Olivia attached their badges to the lapels of their jackets as they approached the detectives and officers at the school's entrance.

"What's going on here?" Elliot asked, pointing in the direction of the administration building.

The female, plain-clothes officer turned, "you Benson and Stabler?"

Olivia's eyebrows rose in surprise, "and you are?"

The female held out her hand, "Detective Furrow, Queen's SVU. This crime occurred in our jurisdiction so we were called in"

Elliot and Olivia nodded, "how'd you know who we were?"

Furrows smiled, "we got inside and realised that there were aspects of this crime that matched the signature of a case you guys are handling in Central Park, so we called your precinct and got your Captain. He said you were already on your way"

The pair nodded in understanding, "So what happened?"

Furrows turned to her partner and the uniform at the door, than back at Elliot and Olivia, "I think it's best if you just see for yourself"

The uniform in the doorway moved aside, and they followed Furrows into the familiar building-space. CSU techs continued to trawl the main foyer, but Furrows led them past the front desk and down the corridor to West's office. A heavy feeling set in Elliot's chest before they reached the open door. Another detective passed them in the doorway as they reached it, pausing before entering the threshold.

Olivia let out a loud sigh, her hands settling on her hips as the scene met their eyes.

The ME looking over one of the bodies turned as they came up behind him, "Vanessa Walker and Damien West; or as your killer labelled them; Cinderella and Prince Charming. Raped and douched, cause of death is a single gunshot wound to the back of the head"

Elliot and Olivia exchanged a look, "recent?"

The ME nodded, "very," he gestured to the room, "and you can tell that this isn't the primary crime scene, the bodies were placed here post-mortem"

Elliot furrowed his eyebrows, "who called it in?"

The ME inclined his head towards the door, "Sam Kelp, said he's the boyfriend of one of the teachers"

Elliot nodded, "he still around?"

The ME nodded, "he's out in the foyer being questioned I think"

Elliot and Olivia moved back towards the door and to the front desk. They noticed a man who looked like he'd seen a ghost being questioned by a uniform and Furrows.

Furrows met Olivia's gaze and nodded, "Mr Kelp, these are detectives from Manhattan. They have a few questions for you ok?"

The man nodded; his eyes empty and directed at the floor, "Mr Kelp?"

Kelp swallowed loudly, his eyes reaching Elliot's, "I ain't ever seen a dead body before," he whispered.

Elliot nodded in understanding, "It's a shock at first," they steered him to an emptier part of the lobby, "you won't forget, but the shock will wear off eventually"

Kelp looked at Elliot like he didn't believe him; his pale face trembling.

"Did you touch anything in the office Mr Kelp?" Olivia asked gently.

Kelp shook his head vigorously, "I seen too many cop shows. I know better than that"

Despite himself, Elliot smiled, "and you didn't see anyone?"

Another shake of the head, "no, I just got here. Well…before you guys got here. I mean…I had just got here when I called it through," he paused, shifting uncomfortably, "look, I'm sorry. I just…it's just…" he trailed off.

Olivia put what she thought was a comforting hand on Kelp's shoulder. However, it had the complete opposite in effect; Kelp practically fell over in shock.

Olivia's eyes widened in surprise, "sorry," she offered quickly, as Kelp fought to maintain his composure. Olivia's cell began to ring, breaking the awkward silence as she moved across the room to take the call.

Elliot dug for his card in his pocket, watching Olivia across the room. He held it out warily to Kelp, "this is my card with my phone number on it. If you think of anything else, I want you to call me, OK?"

Kelp nodded, allowing himself to be led away by Furrows, who had seen his reaction to Olivia's hand from his position against the foyer wall; her raised eyebrow asking a question Elliot didn't have the answer to.

Olivia had flipped her phone closed and was making her way over to him as Kelp and Furrows disappeared through the main doorway.

Elliot titled his head in question, "that was Cragen," Olivia explained, "Morales called. He got a hit with the facial recognition software."

Elliot's eyebrow rose, "a certain one?"

Olivia nodded as they exited the door that Furrows and Kelp had just gone through, "he also got a clear picture of her male companion."

"How?" Elliot asked curiously, as he opened the door to the sedan.

Olivia shrugged, "the guy who works at the Electronics store that Munch and Fin canvassed mentioned that he saw a white van in the area this afternoon, thought we could use the footage the shop's camera got"

"Finally," Elliot said, keys in the ignition, "a reliable and active witness"

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"Katherine Bordeau. Thirty-seven. Investment banker on wall street," Munch said, pinning the photo of Bordeau from the system next to the photo from the Electronics' store camera that Morales got them.

Fin stood up next to Munch, "She's meant to be in DC on business, but the airline says she never left New York on Friday, and nobody's seen her since. She was reported missing by both her boss and her neighbour, that's why her photo was on the system. We had two to choose from"

Elliot and Olivia could see, despite the darkness in surveillance photo, Bordeau was who they were after.

Elliot turned to Cragen, "you said Morales had something on the male?"

Cragen nodded, pointing at Munch who was holding another still, taken from the store's stationary camera, "nothing on him yet. He's not in the system"

Elliot and Olivia, however, had stopped listening as soon as Munch had pinned the photo next to Bordeau's.

"That's…" Olivia began

"Sam Kelp," Elliot finished incredulously.

"Sorry to interrupt," Cragen said wryly, "but who's Sam Kelp?"

Elliot turned to their Captain, "he called in West and Walker's murder at Stevenson Primary. Said he was the boyfriend of one of the teachers"

"We just had him," Olivia seethed, "no wonder he didn't want me to touch him"

Elliot nodded, "who knows where he is now?"

Olivia rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands frustratedly. Huang moved to the front of the squad, under the photos of Bordeau and Kelp.

He folded his arms, "both ME's agree that the locations of the bodies weren't the primary crime scenes right?" Huang began to pace in front of the board, "I think their killing ground will have some sentimental value – although an 'angsty' one – to it. What do we know about them?"

Munch looked up from his computer, "Sam Kelp, also thirty-seven. He owns an apartment in Queens and he's been at the school for six years," he ran his finger down the screen, mumbling to himself, "Both parents died when he was four and he was placed in an orphanage. He was never adopted"

"And Bordeau?" Huang asked, rubbing his lip with his finger and thumb.

Fin scrolled down her profile on his screen, "her parents died when she was five, when she was also placed in an orphanage," he looked up at Olivia who was standing next to him, "she was never adopted"

Huang smirked a little bit, "which orphanage?"

Munch ran his finger across the screen, squinting, "St Augustine's"

They all switched their gazes to Fin, who looked up nodding, "same here"

"Is it still around?" Huang asked

Munch leant forward some more, "well the address here is in Queens. Crompton St, number 1123"

Elliot and Olivia's eyebrows rose quickly, "what?" Fin asked.

"That's the school's address," Olivia breathed, racing to their lockers to grab they jackets.

Huang nodded, "it all makes sense. It's where the abuse more than likely started. That's where the victims are from and where Kelp works," he turned to the detectives, "and I think that's your primary location for these murders"

Cragen pulled his hands out of his pockets, picking up the phone, "All of you go to that school. Tear it apart and find those monsters. I'll get a team for you now," he began to dial the number as the detectives and Huang left the precinct.