Hello again! Thank you all for your reviews, I love to see what people think of my fictions :) I have just finished chapter 10 so you won't need to wait too long between chapters from now...just for me to have a spare minute to post them :) I hope you keep having as much fin reading as I am writing it

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"You didn't tell me that you had company on the night your flatmate was killed" Liv said, disappointed. Danielle stepped back from her front door to let her mother in. Olivia hadn't even said hello, just put that one on her and wanted answers!

"You didn't ask" she pointed out, Liv let out a small sharp breath.

"I shouldn't have had to Danielle. This is serious! Surely you of all people know that!"

The two women walked into the apartment and Danielle went to the kettle and flicked it on. Liv stood with her arms folded, she didn't want to be angry at the daughter she was only just getting to know, but she was making it extremely hard to stay calm right now.

"I just don't get why it's that important? I wasn't there when Louise died, you know it wasn't me that was hurt now so why exactly do you need to know that someone was with me?" she questioned, Liv recognised that tone...it was a double of how she sounded when she was being confronted. Olivia's arms flew out to her sides with urgency.

"I'm not looking for an alibi for you Danielle! We need to know whether or not Gregory Harris was here with you last friday night" she stated. The teenager looked stunned, why was he being brought into this?

"Greg?" she had to make sure. Liv nodded and raised her eyebrows. "Yeah he was here" she told her, the older of the two wasn't completely convinced.

"Yeah? What were you doing?" she asked and at the expression on her daughters face; suddenly wished she hadn't bothered asking. "So he was here, with you...having..." she stopped herself, this was one conversation that no matter how hard she tried she could not stay in her usual professional detective mode. "he was here with you all night?" she changed the sentence. Danielle looked a little embarrassed as she nodded, Olivia looked to her feet then back up at the 18 year old. "So he wasn't sighted around the area Louise was killed on the same night?" she had to press this. Danielle snapped her head up at her mother.

"No!" she shouted, an offended expression covering her face.

"Okay" she replied, this time in a soft tone. Of she had had to make absolutely sure that the man had an alibi; Danielle may be her daughter, but solving Louise's murder was her job!

Feeling slightly annoyed and anxious about why her boyfriend had even been mentioned in relation to the case, Danielle reluctantly poured them both a cup of coffee and handed Liv one. "I'm sorry" Olivia told her, following the teen to her sofas and following suit as Danielle sat down. "I had to make sure, you understand don't you?" she checked.

"Who said they saw him?" she ducked her mothers question, Liv closed her eyes for a second.

"I don't think that's important" was all she said, then remembered what she was sent there to say in the first place. "You'll need to come in with me to verify that Greg was with you all night" she informed her. Danielles face went pale and her eyes went wide, like a rabbit in the headlights. Liv was confused. "What's wrong?" Olivia questioned, suspicion arising in her.

"I, I can't right now" she argued nervously. The detective in Liv could see what was going on now and she had a duty to put it straight.

"You don't look busy? I can drive you, it won't take long" she explained, pushing further so she could be sure that her suspicions were correct. The teenager shuffled on the spot.

"Can't we do it another day?" she tried to stall her, but her mother was having none of it.

"Come on Danielle, if he was here all night then there won't be a problem you verifying that will there?" she checked as if she believed her.

"No, I mean I can't." she spoke plainly "I can't verify he was here...with me" she admitted finally, Olivia rolled her eyes knowingly and nodded her head.

"There we go, so do you know where he was?"

Danielle hesitated then after Liv bent down a little to catch the 18 year olds gaze, she nodded. "In that case, you're going to have to come with me and make a statement on his whereabouts" she insisted, Danielle didn't resist when she was led gently out of her apartment.

"Am I gonna be stuck in this damn cage all night?" Greg yelled to anyone who would listen. Fin gave him a brief glance then carried on what he was doing, they didn't take kindly to smart asses. "Oh come on! My girlfriend will tell you I was with her! I haven't done anything! Have you found my DNA or anything?!" he challenged, thinking he was being clever, Munch raised his eyebrows and without turning to face him said

"Should we have?"

"No! I told you, I was with my girlfriend!" he insisted, but was soon made quiet when Olivia and Danielle entered the squad room.

"Were you now?" Liv asked a rhetorical question, satisfaction obvious in her voice. "Coz I don't think you were...was he he Danielle?" she turned to the dark haired teen, who seemed at that point to go in to herself; was she scared? It looked that way!

"I uh..." she didn't end that sentence and simply followed her mother through to the soft interview suite.

There they sat for the second time. The interview before had been the first time they had laid eyes on one another in 18 years and even then Danielle didn't remember Olivia; of course she wouldn't! She was only two days old when they parted.

"So tell me..." Eliiot started "was Gregory Harris with you all night last friday?" he asked for the sake of the tape. Danielle shook her head and then realised she had to talk.

"No"

"Can you tell us where he was on that night?" he carried on, she looked shifty again and looked to Olivia almost as if for support, but she had to do this herself. She knew that.

"Um, well he told me he was going to..." she said the last two words so quietly that it was inaudible to both the detectives and the tape.

"Honey you're gonna have to speak up" Olivia encouraged her softly, Danielle nodded, she knew that too.

"He said he was going out to pick up" she said again, this time a little more confident. The two detectives were quiet for a moment.

"Pick up?" Elliot questioned, then with a certain glare from his partner realised what the teenager had meant. "Oh, pick up. Okay and is that a regular occurrence?" he asked, Danielle bit her lip not wanting to drop her boyfriend right in it.

"Come on Danielle you gotta help us here" Liv told her.

"Two or three times a week usually. Marijuana, nothing else. I said I'd leave him if he went back to all that. I can't be seen to be with an addict when I take my police exam" she explained. Livs eyes lit up. That was the first time she had learned what career her daughter intended going into.

"And you don't...?" Elliot made sure, Danielle shook her head firmly with a stern look on her face as if disgusted at the thought.

"No, I smoke, cigarettes though...never pot"

"Okay...Danielle, what time did Gregory leave your apartment?" Stabler questioned further. They both watched as the girl tried to figure it out in her head, they could see her thoughts working and finally it looked like she had settled with something.

"He left around 11pm" she confirmed then looked as if she was thinking again before nodding to herself as if deciding for sure she was right.

"And what time did he get back?" Elliot asked. Usually at some point Olivia would butt in and ask some of the questions, but Cragen had advised that seeing as they were related it was best if Liv went in with Elliot, but kept her involvement down to encouraging the girl and to be a friendly face.

"1:30am" she didn't have to think about that one, it took Elliot and Olivia by surprise.

"You sound certain?" Elliot checked, Danielle nodded. She had decided that now she had told part of the story she may as well tell them everything and deal with Gregs reaction later.

"I am." she sat back in her seat and folded her arms. "he got back and as he walked in the door he started looking around the apartment as if he had lost something. When I made it clear where I was he jumped and looked at the clock. I found his reaction weird that's all. That's why I remember what the clock said" Olivia looked down to the floor, confused and to Elliot looked as if she was piecing something together.

"He was shocked to see you there? In your own apartment?" she asked, although she wasn't meant to, she had to ask.

"Yeah, like when I'd gone out and come home early and he would be shocked I was home that early...that's what he looked at me like. As if he wasn't sure why I was still there...only I nowhere to go"