This story is moving quite fast because I don't think it will have as many chapters as my usual stories have, but, like I said that could change.

I should mention that, in this story, Elliot and Kathy have split, that doesn't mean it will be E/O though, well it might not be…I'm still undecided.

For those who don't know, or have forgotten or whatever, Margo is the name of Olivia's counselor.

Disclaimer: Still not mine, not unless I suddenly became Dick wolf…which I didn't.

Chapter 3

Once again they had gone through the list of names and checked on the women. All of them were okay, and after being questioned it didn't appear that any of them were in danger.

"So our perp is most likely going to go looking elsewhere." Munch said looking up at the screens.

"We don't know for sure if this is the same guy." Elliot said knowing that it more than likely was.

"It has to be." Olivia said.

"You said the second vic described him the same as Judy." Fin said to her.

"Yeah she did. After she woke up we talked to her and the descriptions matched perfect, but, like Judy, she didn't see the guys face."

"Where do we go from here?" Munch asked.

"Try to your next crime scene." Cragen said, stepping out of his office. "Another call just came in."

"Is she in the hospital?" Olivia asked.

"Try the morgue." Cragen told them.

Olivia looked at Elliot. Their perp really was escalating.

- - - - - -

Elliot and Olivia were at the crime scene, they stood there whilst Melinda was telling them what had most likely occurred. "As the victim got to her door he came up behind her. He hit her on the back of her head, she went down, broke her nose when she hit the floor." Melinda said as she checked the body over again, "He raped her but most likely she was already dead by then."

"COD?" Elliot asked.

"I can't be a 100% sure till I do an autopsy but my best guess is blunt force trauma."

"He made sure he hit her hard enough to kill her."

"That doesn't make sense. A perp usually kills his victim so that they can't ID him and so that they can get away with it. Why then call it in and risk getting caught?" Olivia asked, totally confused.

"I think his aim was to kill all the victims, if we're looking at the same guy here." Melinda said. "I'd say he's learnt how to perfect his technique."

"So he can keep doing this and not get caught." Olivia thought out loud.

"So he can keep looking for the one he really wants." Elliot said as he looked over to where a group of CSU's were taking pictures of a computer desk minus one computer.

- - - - - - -

Just like they had done with all the other victims' patients, the team spent the next few hours searching through the newest list of names they had. However they had learnt from the victim's husband that she was a private counselor, meaning big money had to be spent to see her, so the list of names they had was a lot shorter than the others had been.

Once again it had turned out that all the women on the list were fine. It even worked out that all their rapists were still behind bars. Although not ruling any of them out just yet the team had decided this would be another dead end.

"We've all pulled a triple shift. I think we should all go home, get some sleep. Fresh eyes might help up see something that we've missed." Elliot said.

"You're right. I want you all to go home. I'll see you in the morning." Cragen said as he lingered in his doorway.

Although they knew they should stay and do more they all knew Elliot was right. They weren't concentrating and they knew they would after a good nights sleep.

"See you guys tomorrow." Fin said as he and Munch walked out.

Elliot, Olivia and Cragen all said bye to them. "See you two tomorrow." Cragen said before disappearing back into his office.

"You want a lift?" Elliot said to Olivia.

He had to wait for her answer as she yawned. "Sorry, I'm exhausted." she said, blushing a little.

"I can tell. Come on I'll take you home." he said, refusing to accept any other answer.

- - - - - -

Elliot had barely pulled away from the precinct when Olivia fell asleep. She had shifted in the seat until she was almost completely facing him. Her hands were resting underneath her face which was nestled against the chair that Elliot had reclined back for her.

He couldn't help but smile as she made little noises whilst she slept. He guessed she was dreaming. As he stopped at some lights he couldn't help but look at her. He couldn't help but think how perfect she looked when she slept, although to him she looked perfect all the time.

By the time he had pulled up outside her building she was well away in the land of nod. Elliot hated waking her up. Gently he touched her shoulder, "Liv, Liv," he whispered, before realizing he was trying to wake her so had no clue as to why he was whispering.

"Olivia." he said, loud and clear.

She woke up, a little startled. She looked around her surroundings, remembering where she was. "I fell asleep, didn't I?" she asked him, a little embarrassed.

"I didn't notice," he lied.

She knew he was lying. She rummaged in her coat pocket for her keys. Still yawning, obviously shattered.

"You want me to walk you up?" he asked.

"Aww, my hero…" she cooed playfully. "Elliot, I'm a big girl I can walk myself to my apartment." she said with a smile, not wanting to offend him.

"I know that. I meant you look like you're about to collapse from exhaustion. Be careful on the stairs." he said.

Olivia smiled at him, finding herself blushing a little, "You're sweet, Stabler. I'll be fine." she said before she climbed out. "Night." she said to him through the open door.

"Flash your lights when you get in."

"Will you stay out here all night if I don't?" she asked.

"If you don't then I'm coming up there."

"That a promise." she sassed.

"Night, Liv." he said, telling her to go, but in a playful way.

"Nig, El." she said before she shut the door and walked towards her building.

Elliot sat there and waited, watched her go in then waited for her to flash her lights before he drove off.

- - - - - -

Some days later.

Margo was in her office. She had just finished up her last meeting. It had been a smaller group than usual, a few women hadn't shown up but that wasn't unusual. Rape victims could cope and handle group sometimes, other times they couldn't bare it. She didn't hold it against them. She just tired harder with them when they next turned up.

As she sat in her small office, lit only by a lamp on her desk, she filled in paper work. It was a huge part of the job, keeping patients records as detailed as possible.

She was just getting ready to pack up and go home when she heard a noise coming from outside her office. She stopped writing and looked up. When she didn't hear anything else she got back to work, but suddenly she heard it again. "Is someone there?" she called out dropping her pen.

She got no reply but heard the noise again. She got up and crept over to the doorway. She looked out but saw nothing. She didn't even see the bat that was swung down against her head.

TBC

Sorry about the cliffhanger.

I have no idea what Margo's second name was and I don't think it was really mentioned. If anyone happens to know it, let me know. If not I'll just make one up.

Thanks for reading. Please review.