Soooo, I'm not even going to bother with the whole introduction/author's notes, so let's just get straight to the story. Althought I will say, thank you once again to everyone who has stuck with this story! :)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAW & ORDER: SVU; DICK WOLF DOES

Olivia stood, staring at the whiteboard, hoping to find the connection between their two victims. She needed to solve this case as soon as possible. She wanted to be the one to stay home with Avery, keeping her safe, but she wouldn't feel right doing that while they still had an open case.

Elliot walked into the squadroom trying to suppress a yawn. He had stayed up all night worrying about Avery and Olivia, after all, she was his best friend, and Avery was like a daughter to him. He smiled when he saw Olivia near the whiteboard. Quickly walking up behind her, he took a deep breath, getting a wiff of her lavender body wash, before his smile grew broader. "What are you doing here so early?" he asked, watching as she jumped, startled by his voice. "Sorry," he said, handing her a cup of fresh coffee, hoping it would be enough of an apology for scaring her.

She accepted the cup with a smile, taking a sip, before turning back to their murder board. "Couldn't sleep," she replied, before taking another sip of the hot liquid. "Thanks by the way."

Elliot gave a small shrug. "No problem. Anyway, where's Avery?" he asked, before he took a sip from his own foam cup.

Olivia turned away from the board to face her partner, smiling when she saw that famous Stabler grin. "She's at school, like any teenager should be," she said with a smug look, winking at him.

"Smartass," he said, as he nudged her shoulder with his. "Anyway, I'm surprised you're not there with her."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well ya know, Cragen ordered a protective detail on the two of us. Avery's at school, Porter's watching her."

Elliot choked on the coffee he had been drinking when he heard who was watching his best friend's daughter. "Porter's here?" he asked, after he finally swallowed the liquid. "What's that prick doing here?"

"I see you hate him, as always," she replied, taking another drink, trying to avoid the question. Elliot hated Porter even more than she did, and when he found out that the man was going to be around more, he was going to flip.

"You're avoiding the question," he said, raising his eyebrow.

Letting out a sigh, Olivia turned to her partner. "He's the detail. Cragen figured it would be best if it was someone I knew, so I would trust them."

"Why does it have to be Porter?" Elliot whined, slumping his shoulders down.

Olivia smiled. True, Elliot was acting like a seven year old, whining and complaining, but she found it extremely adorable, especially since her partner was now single. She would find herself thinking some very un-partner like things about Elliot, and now that he was divorced, she couldn't help but think she might have a chance with him. "El, let's not make this worse than it is okay? Let's just find Harris, and get him back in jail, so Porter can leave."

The two looked up when Munch entered the squadroom, Fin right behind, and knew their day had officially begun. "Benson, Stabler, what are you two doing here so early?" Munch asked, as he walked up to the duo.

"Well, might as well get an early start on this," Elliot said, pointing to their murder board.

Munch nodded, before heading to the coffee pot near the end of the room. "Sad news, we're out of coffee. I guess I'll make some more."

Fin's eyes widened at the thought of having to drink some more of his partner's coffee. "It's only 8:15 and you're already making me wanna call in sick."

Elliot smiled, before he leaned down and whispered into Olivia's ear, "Beats spending all day with Porter." He pulled away from Olivia, smirking, and walked towards his desk, leaving her with a small smirk of her own.

Avery walked into her homeroom, which also happened to be her theatre class she shared with Ian, and sat at her usual seat. "Avery!"

She turned when she heard someone call her name, a smile instantly forming when she saw who was talking to her. "Ian, hey."

He took a seat in the desk next to her, turning to face her, before he spoke up. "I got your message...and your voicemail...and your text-"

"Yeah, I just wanted to say sorry about Elliot-"

Ian let out a small chuckle, before he placed his hand over hers. "It's fine." Avery glanced down at his hand covering hers, smiling as she realized that he was still into her. "So this Elliot guy...he's not your dad is he?"

Avery let out a small laugh. "No no no. He's my mom's partner, although he's the closest thing to a father I've had. Why?"

Ian cleared his throat, squeezed her hand, and smiled before he continued. "Well, does that mean I have to ask his permission to date you then?"

Avery's eyes widened, as her smile grew. "Absolutely not!"

Ian smiled again, laughing at her eagerness. "What about your mom?"

Avery shrugged. Honestly the two of them had never discussed dating and boys, partially because it rarely came up. Olivia trusted Avery, but she still wanted to let her mother know who she was dating.

Ian obviously saw her hesitation in responding, so he decided to help her out. "How about I swing by early and meet your mom?"

Avery looked up into Ian's eyes and smiled. He was perfect, and the fact that he was willing to meet her mom made him even better. "That would be great."

Ian released the breath he had been holding and smiled. "Great, Friday?"

Avery nodded. "Friday sounds great!"

The bell rang, signalling the start of school, and the end of their conversation. The two quickly turned to the front of the class, ready to listen to the annoucements, when they noticed a strange man walk into the room behind their teacher. Well, at least strange to Ian.

"Okay, so, this is Mr. Weber. He's part of the board, and is here to make sure everything is running smoothly, especially after the death of our dear Paige."

Avery looked at this "Mr. Weber" and rolled her eyes. It was bad enough that Porter had made things awkward at home, but now he was following her to school.

She stayed quiet as she listened to the rest of the announcements, stopping once to glance over at Ian, smiling when their eyes met. She was excited for Friday, and it made her heart skip a beat that she knew he was just as excited.

The bell rang once more, and Avery stood from her seat, slinging her backpack over her shoulder before she looked over at Ian. "See you later," she said before walking out of the room, knowing Porter was not too far behind.

She made it through her first two classes without running into Porter, however on her way to her third class, P.E., she wasn't so lucky. She walked out of the locker room in a pair of black yoga pants and a white t-shirt, and a black sweater to match her pants. She knew she was going to be late, after all dressing out was a bit more painful for her; everyone else didn't have to be careful about a wounded shoulder.

She rounded the corner of the hallway, making her way into the gym, before a voice behind her startled her. "I thought you weren't supposed to do any strainuous activity after getting shot?"

Avery rolled her eyes, before kneeling down to tie her shoe. "And I thought a protective detail was just supposed to watch, not interact."

Porter didn't know whether to laugh or roll his eyes. "Touche."

"If you're worried about me, don't be. I know how to handle myself," she said as she stood up.

"And the multiple visits to the ER are just-"

"Hey, I'm only human," she said, fixing her hair into a messy pony tail, before walking away. She quickly joined the rest of her class, watching as Porter walked to the far end of the gym, took out his phone, and began texting someone. This was going to be a long day.

"How did he escape?" Elliot asked, as he wiped a hand down his face. The SVU squad had hit a dead end in their case, and were now trying to find anything that would lead them to Harris.

Olivia rubbed her eyes with the heel of her hand, before looking away from her computer and across her desk at her partner. "El, the man was a correctional officer. He probably knew all the hideouts, how to excape."

"Not to mention the man probably knew a few people on the inside," Fin said, looking up from his own desk.

"You think he had a partner?" Elliot asked, looking at his colleague.

Fin only shurgged his shoulders. "I don't know, maybe."

Elliot let out a sigh, before turning back to face his partner, who was staring intently at her computer screen. The two heard her phone beep, startling her, before she reached over and grabbed the device, tapping the screen gently. She scoffed to herself, rolling her eyes, before placing the phone back on her desk, turning her attention back to her computer. Before Elliot could ask who had text her, his desk phone began to ring. "Detective Stabler," he answered, hoping it would be new information. His eyebrows rose when he heard the man on the other end, making him hopeful that they had a new lead. "I'll be right there," he said, before hanging up, and looking at his partner. "That was Morales. He was able to clean up the security tapes and he has something that he thinks we'll be interested in seeing." Elliot stood from his seat, pulled on his jacket, and grabbed his badge off his desk, as he watched Olivia get up from her chair. "Liv?" he asked, noticing as his partner grabbed her things as well.

"Yeah El?"

"Do you think it's a good idea for you to go? I mean Cragen wants you to-"

"El," she said, stopping him before he could finish, "let me do my job." She glared at him, before grabbing her phone and walking out of the squadroom, leaving Elliot to follow her.

He quickly followed her into the elevator, staring at her until she visibly relaxed. "You okay?" he asked, resting hand on her shoulder.

Olivia nodded, before pulling out her phone and showing Elliot the text she had received.

From: Porter

Cragen didn't tell me there were two of you.

P.S. Do you think we could talk?

Elliot looked at her, as he handed her back the phone. "What does he want to 'talk' about?"

Olivia looked at her partner a little confused by the look on his face. Could it be that Elliot Stabler was, dare she say it, jealous? "I don't know. I just can't wait until this whole thing is over."

Elliot watched as she rubbed her eyes once more, nodding at her statement. "You and me both."

"After enhancing the video, I was able to get this." Morales played the video he had enhanced, showing the detectives the security footage of the hallway near Anna Davis' hospital room. "Now, this is right after the two of you left your victim." Morales began to fast forward the footage. "The only one who entered her room, was her doctor."

Elliot looked at the computer, his eyebrows furrowing. "Wait, rewind it." Morales did as he asked. "Him, can you clear that up?"

Morales nodded, before pressing a few keys on his keyboard, and clicking his mouse. "Enhancing, and, there you go," he said, moving aside so Elliot could get a closer look.

"Rodger Clemmins?" Elliot looked at the computer, baffled.

Olivia looked over at her partner, confused. "You know him?"

Elliot nodded. "He's the man who caused the bus accident Avery was in."

Olivia looked at her partner, raising an eyebrow, before looking back at the screen. "What's that in his pocket?"

Morales enhanced the picture, allowing them to clearly read the label of the two small bottles in his hand. "Looks like a bottle of prescription for depression pills, and the other is an unlabeled bottle."

Olivia nodded, before pulling out her phone. "I'll have Fin and Munch see if anything was found on our victim. I think this is enough to get us a search warrant for Clemmins' apartment."

"Warner said she found traces of T.H.C. and anit depressants in her system," Fin said, as they continued searching the apartment.

"Well, how did that kill her?" Olivia asked, trying to find a way to pin Ana Davis' murder on Clemmins.

"Well, T.H.C. is in Marijuana, and it can make you unable to breath. That mixed with anti-depressants caused her heart to stop."

Elliot looked up, raising an eyebrow. "You mean, making it look like heart failure?" Fin nodded, before he went back to searching the apartment. "I got something!" Elliot pulled out the small bottle he found next to a few syringes. "Jackpot," he said, pulling out an empty syringe from the trash.

"Well, lookie here," Olivia said, taking a bottle of anti-depressants out from the medicine cabinet. "Looks like we know who killed Ana Davis. Now, let's go see what he has to say."

Elliot's eyes widened. "Liv, I need to tell you, Clemmins is dead." His eyes widened even more when he realized just how in danger his partner was. "And I think I know who did it."

"Well, I hate to make things more complicated, but look what I found," Munch said, waving the two over to the laptop computer he was sitting at. "This email looked suspicious," he said, clicking on the only emaiil in Rodger's inbox.

Olivia's eyes, as did everyone elses, widened when the email popped up. It was a picture of her and Avery. Attached to the photo was a message. "Kill them," Fin whispered, turning to his colleague. "You need to go, get your daughter."

Elliot looked at his partner, grabbed her arm, and pulled her out of the apartment. He now knew that Harris was involved, he had to be, and he was going to make sure nothing happened to Olivia or her daugher.

Soo...

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