Author's Note: This chapter was done a couple of days ago but Fan Fiction was fucking up and not letting me update. Well it's here now, enjoy!

Chapter 4: The Night Everything Changed part 3

It was all a blur as Fin raced to the scene of the accident, his car came to a quick halt and he stepped out. Police officers had already taped off the scene but Fin flashed his badge to get through.

"Detective Tutuola Manhattan SVU," he announced.

The firefighters were almost done putting out the fire and the fire chief walked over to him.

"Not that I don't mind the extra help, but what's a Manhattan detective doing here?"

"I was in the neighborhood and…"Fin didn't say another word as he looked over the fire chief's shoulder and saw a familiar looking car being pulled from under the tanker; Fin ran past him.

"Don't go over there!"

As he got closer and closer Fin felt something he hadn't felt in years; fear, fear that his friends could actually be dead. "No, no, no!" Two firefighters grabbed him and held him back, Fin fought like hell though. "Let me through!"

"Detective you have to stay back and let my men do their jobs." The fire chief tried to convince him.

Fin saw the license plate and he knew it was from Elliot's car. He couldn't take it anymore and he broke down, his knees became weak and fell to the ground. It was as if everything around him had stopped, he didn't hear anything the firefighters were saying and he didn't even notice that Nick had arrived on the scene.

"Fin," Nick ran towards him. "Fin? Fin talk to me!" he knelt down to the other man.

"Why…?" Was all he could say.

"Why, what?"

"Why this happen to them?"

"It can't be them," Nick couldn't believe him. "There's no-"

Fin didn't let him finish. "That's Elliot's car man! That truck hit them head on, there was no time to react!" he let out a heavy sigh. "I hate to say it…but…they're dead." Even though neither of them had seen bodies yet Fin was right.

While Nick hadn't known the detectives as long the others he was still upset. Olivia was his partner and over the years he had come to respect her. Him and Fin were both silent as the fire chief came back to them.

"Detectives I know this is hard for you guys but we have to get to these bodies. Please don't make this harder on yourselves." He looked down on the men and hoped they would cooperate.

It took a minute but the two men got up and stepped aside for the fire chief. These harden men hadn't shed any tears yet but it was bound to happen at some point. They just looked on as the firefighters went to check the other cars.

Thirty long minutes passed by and Fin and Nick watched on. It was bad enough seeing other people killed by reckless morons but when it's someone you know it's even worst. The media had arrived trying to get any information from the detectives, the police officers or the firefighters but to no avail. Cragen and Munch had also arrived to the scene and were in just as bad in shape as Fin and Nick.

"Cap…" Fin solemnly looked at Cragen. "It's them."

Both their faces looked bleak when Fin told them the news, they didn't want to believe it. Cragen walked past his detectives and up to where emergency crews where loading up the body bags. He caught a quick glimpse of a bag with a man in it and Cragen couldn't believe his eyes, he was defiantly staring at Elliot's body except part of it was charred and mangled presumably from the impact of the truck. He turned and saw another bag with Olivia lying in it, she wasn't nearly as burned as Elliot but there was blood everywhere and her neck was snapped. John came over and saw the bodies for himself and almost lost it but the captain did before him. Tears formed in Cargen's eyes, right in front of him were the two people he saw as his own son and daughter and now they were dead. John caught him before he fell to the ground and tried to move away from the bodies; hell he didn't know how he was able to move himself as he felt the same way.

Cragen, John, Fin and Nick were all red eyed just standing there grief-stricken. Again the fire chief went over to them and broke up the silence. "Captain I wish we could've met on better circumstances." He took over his fire helmet. "Your detectives told me they were a part of your unit, you have my deepest condolences."

"Thank you chief," were the only words Cragen was able to get out.

The four walked away from the scene when they were stopped by a police officer. "Captain Cragen, my condolences to you and your squad, I wish there was more I've could've done to prevent this."

"…It's not your fault officer," Those were the words that came out of his mouth but right now he was mad at everyone, they could have been saved! They could have lived!

The four started to walk again.

"Wait, where are you going?" the officer hollered. "The Mayor and police commissioner will want to make a statement."

The others kept on walking and Cragen turned to the officer. "That can wait, we have more important things to handle like informing two kids their parents are gone." With that they all left pushing pass the sea of reporters, flashing lights and annoying cameramen.

Fin turned to Cragen, "How are we going to do this? The kids shouldn't have to hear this." He was right, none of them wanted to tell Ben and Katie that their parents were dead but they had to face reality. This was why Cragen was the captain, to lead his squad during dark times and this was more apparent than ever.

Cragen had to compose himself before answering. "Well the first thing we're going to do is go back to the house and we need to call the others, it will be best if all of us are together. The kids are going to need all the support we can get."

"I think we're all going to need the support." Munch somberly said.

Back at the Stabler/Benson residence the elderly neighbor Mrs. Sanford was supposed to be watching the kids until Fin came back but she had fallen asleep on the couch. Because of this and the way Fin was acting earlier Ben knew something wasn't right and waited for the right moment to sneak back downstairs and turn on the TV. The kid was clever especially since he was the son of two detectives, he muted the TV and put on closed captioning; he sat close to the screen and watched the breaking news as it aired. At first the news had only reported that it was an explosive car crash but then when Ben saw a glimpse of Fin appear on the screen he knew something was very wrong. Soon he also saw Nick, Munch and Cragen rush pass the yellow crime scene tape and wonder why they were there. Ben wanted to know why his 'uncles' and 'grandfather' were dealing with a car crash in Queens and kept reading the onscreen captions to the best of his abilities. The news reporters used big words that he didn't understand but when they flashed his parents' service pictures he got really scared. Somehow word got out that detectives were unfortunate causalities in the crash and it spread like wildfire. Tears immediately came to the little boy's eyes when he saw the sentence "Married detectives Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson-Stabler have been killed in the crash."

"…M-mom? Dad?" Ben started to choke on his words. "Mommy!? Daddy!?T-t…they're d-dd-dead…?" at first he was whimpering and then it turned into a very loud full-fledged cry, it was so loud that it woke Mrs. Sanford.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Mrs. Sanford asked. "Did you have a bad dream?" she saw Ben crying and then the newsfeed and automatically knew what happened. She turned off the TV and tried to console Ben; she rubbed his back and said soothing words. Ben kept crying and his face turned red, his eyes were extremely watery and snot rapidly came from his nose. She continued to try and calm the boy down until she heard the front door open.

Fin, Nick, John and Cragen all walked into the home still teary eyed themselves and could see Ben crying. They all looked downtrodden; this is exactly what they feared, that the kids would find out not through their family in a gentle way but through the cold blooded media. The men came into the living room and saw the tear soaked carpet where Ben laid. Mrs. Sanford looked up at them and without anyone saying a word she knew all of this was true; she stood up and quietly excused herself.

Fin knelt down beside the boy. "Ben…"

"F-F-Fin?" Ben instinctively hugged Fin. "I-it's not t—true! It's not real! It's not real! N-nononononono!" Ben cried more and held tighter onto Fin as if he was going to be taken away too.

Fin embraced the hug, Ben needed to cry and he also needed family.

Cragen looked at John. "Go check on Katie, see if she knows."

"Hopefully she's still sleep," Munch went to go upstairs.

Ben started to heave and struggled to look at Cragen. "W-why? Why would s-s-someone do this to my mom a-and dad?"

Cragen looked into his eyes and saw the fear, the sadness and utter confusion of a nine year old who just lost his parents. In his 40+ years of service he has seen this many times but to have this happen to people he personally knew- to people he saw as his family it was something completely different. "I don't know why someone would do this." He knelt down to Ben. "They didn't deserve this, no one did."

Ben let go of Fin moving to hug Cragen and he started to cry again.