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[A New Case]

They'd fallen asleep in each other's arms, still clad in the clothes they been wearing but without a single care in the world. For the first time in what seemed forever, Olivia could sleep peacefully without waking up because of a nightmare while Elliot slept without staring quietly at the ceiling, thoughts playing erratically in his mind. That morning when they woke to the sound of Elliot's phone ringing, the felt refreshed apart from their attire and the positions they'd slept in.

Elliot reached out to grab his mobile, flashing the ID to Olivia before answering it. He waited patiently as Munch told them they had a case, he gave Elliot a brief overview before saying, "and can you get a hold of, Olivia? I've tried her house phone but she's not answering and her damned cell phone is switched off which never happens." Munch pointed out causing Elliot to grin over at his partner.

"There's a first time for everything, John." He promised before saying that he'd swing by Olivia's apartment and see what was keeping her before turning up at the station. Munch seemed happy enough with that as he ended the call. Elliot looked at his cell phone for a moment before turning to look at Olivia that had settled back down in the bed. "Oh no, we have a case Detective Benson and we don't want to piss off the cap'ain." She groaned before sitting up and looking at him.

Elliot knew what Olivia was going to tell him. No one could know about this because it was against the regulations. If they got found out, they'd be separated making it next to impossible to ever see each other and that's not what either of them wanted. He ran his hand through her hair, his fingers curling around her chin as he made her look up at him when he nodded. "I know, baby. We'll deal with this in private for now but when the time comes, we'll need to tell Cragen. If he finds out from someone else then we'll know he'll have our asses."

She smiled at him, her lips taking hold of his lightly before pushing him away and climbing out of the bed. "Detective Stabler, you have fifteen minutes to brush your teeth and change your clothes before I steal your car to go back to my apartment." She warned moving downstairs, deciding that she'd make a quick pot of coffee and some toast for them to eat as they moved.

Arriving at the scene, Munch peered at Olivia through her glasses. "Ah breakfast on the go meaning that we were in a rush this morning," he mused before quickly stealing a slice of the toast. Olivia smiled at her fellow detective, chewing on the bite of toast she'd been eating before saying.

"Jeez John, your detective skills astound me. You'll really need to tell me how you do it someday." She teased before offering him the rest of the toast knowing that she couldn't take it down to where the body was or if she'd have the stomach to eat it afterwards. John declined the offer so she wrapped it up and forced it into her coat pockets before moving underneath the yellow tape, flashing her badge at the standing officer.

"What've we got?" She asked Elliot as she crouched down beside the Jane Doe. It was a secluded area of the park that was known for being where the prostitutes and drug dealers hung out but Olivia could tell that their victim wasn't a drug user from the lack of tracks on her bare arms and from the lack of remnants around her nose. It was also apparent that she wasn't a prostitute because the dress that she wore was expensive and Olivia was positive she'd seen it in one of the magazine's she'd read somewhere that sported the hefty label.

"The victim is called Maria Langdon," he said handing her the evidence bag that contained the victim's purse and ID. Again the purse was designer so Olivia was even surer that Maria wasn't a prostitute. She looked over at the M.E. and waited for her analysis.

"Your victim has been dead for several hours. I'd say she passed away about in the early hours, around six and seven. From the primary glance over I'd say that she was stabbed numerous times and there are definite signs of struggle around her wrists," she knelt down and pointed towards the thighs, "There's definitely signs of foul play around here as you can see there are several fingerprint shaped bruises." There was a flash of a camera as they were taken shot of causing Olivia to glare at the CSI before standing up. "I'll message you my autopsy report once I'm done, detectives."

Olivia nodded her head in agreement with the M.E. before moving up towards the yellow tape again, her hand still holding onto the evidence bag containing the young woman's person as she reached into her pockets and pulled out a pair of latex gloves. Pulling out the wallet, she rifled through the cards so that she could hunt for anything with a form of address on it and when she did, she winced before handing it over to Elliot who had also gloved up.

"Oh wow, I didn't know that the Judge had a daughter," he said turning to look at the woman and sighing. "We'll need to talk to the captain because I think he has a close friendship to the judge. Maybe he'll want to go talk to him?" He mused thinking of how many times Cragen did the speech when it was a coppers wife or child. Olivia nodded her head.

"Meet you back at the station," she said to Munch and Fin as she headed towards the car in silence. Eventually she turned to look at Elliot. "Do you think they'll work it out? Fin is quite good at reading people while John just picks at you until you cave." She pointed out and Elliot looked over his shoulder to where the partners were bickering over something and just shrugged his shoulders.

"We'll focus on that later, Liv. We've got bigger fish to fry right now," he said pointing to the purse and he knew that if she was any other woman, she'd have gone into a huff about that sentence but Olivia nodded her head and agreed with him as she climbed into the car.

"What do we have?" Cragen demanded to know as he held the evidence bag, his distress apparent at the new victim and Olivia couldn't help but shrug her shoulders as she turned to look at Elliot.

"We're on our way to the dorms where she lived to see if anyone can tell us why she was in the woods at that hour. It was apparent from what she was wearing that she'd been out beforehand so we're hoping they can shed some light on that," he pointed out standing up and taking hold of his coat, his hand taking hold of Olivia's arm.

"Munch, Fin. I want you to go hunt down any witnesses. Speak to the guy that found her and ask if he saw anything suspicious," Munch went to say something but Cragen just looked at him, "I'm aware you'll have gone over this with the guy, John but please, it doesn't help to double check things." He pointed out and Munch nodded his head.

"Come on," he said to Fin leading him out of the building. Cragen looked down at the wallet, sighing as he realised that he hated making this calls even though he'd been making them for many years now.

TO BE CONTINUED...