A/N: Once again, sorry for disappearing. Again. LOL. But I swear I never intended things to be like this. I just happen to be busy. Between preparing for graduation next week as well as looking for a job (even got an interview lined up next week as well) I just haven't had a chance to really write anything. And as I've stated before, this story is more like continuous ficlets than a story and I know it's disappointing but it's the way it is. Thanks for your reviews guys! I appreciate them ;)

Chapter 5:

Two days later, New York, 16th Precinct

As Dawn stepped out of the cab she looked around. She'd never been in New York before and despite she was there for a reason, she couldn't help but feel a little like a tourist, and even feel amazed over how different the city was compared to the places she'd lived in before.

And she loved it.

She knew Buffy would've loved the city too. The pang of pain she felt at the memory of her sister quickly got her back to reality. And why she was standing outside a police station. She was there to see Buffy's biological father, her father too. Not that he'd ever know that, she thought bitterly to herself as she slowly walked inside the building.

Nervousness spread inside of her as she zigzagged between the people inside the station. All the faces were unknown, some had eyes that looked dead, and others were filled with pain. But Dawn didn't blink. After living a life in danger for so long little fazed her, or at least that's the way it appeared. Especially after Buffy's death.

When the brunette finally found the right floor she let out the small breath she'd been holding. She was really doing this. She was really meeting him.

On the entire flight she'd half expected Willow or someone else from the Scooby gang to pop up and drag her back to Cleveland. But they hadn't. She knew she had Faith to thank for that. The older slayer had become an unexpected confidante since her sister's death. And for that Dawn was glad. She didn't think she'd ever have been able to do this on her own.

When she walked into the squad room belonging to SVU she stopped. The room only had a few occupants, all men except one female, and all looked worn out and tired. For a short moment she found herself wondering why. Before she could open her mouth to ask them for Elliot Stable an elderly looking man appeared in front of her with a small smile.

"I'm captain Craigen, can I help you?"

"I'm…I'm looking for detective Elliot Stabler." Dawn said finally, her voice soft as she held the bag she'd been carrying closer to her.

Without hesitation the man called out "Elliot" and as Dawn followed his gaze she found herself looking at a middle aged man with gentle brown eyes, sitting at a desk, obviously occupied with work of some kind. As she met his gaze she the familiar tugging in her heart. His eyes' resembled her sister's. And without thinking she slowly walked over to him, smiling a small nervous smile when she stopped at his desk.

"Are you Elliot?" She asked softly.

"Are you…"

"I'm Dawn. We talked on the phone a few days ago." She said at last, barely noticing how the entire room suddenly seemed to stop and stare at her at the sound of her words.

"I'm…I'm glad you're here." Elliot said finally, his eyes soft, sad.

"Yeah…me too."

TBC…