Olivia walked through the halls of the court house on her way to Casey's office. She'd spent most of yesterday investigating the mysterious Tasha Castle and the case she was connected to. But every turn she took eventually lead her down the same path and she discovered the same answer. No one knew anything about the case or Tasha Castle. She had managed to talk someone into ponying up the money for Tasha to stay in a hotel instead of the rat hole she was staying in and that alone made Olivia feel a little better. The fact still remained that she was still in the dark about what was truly going on and that didn't sit comfortably with her at all.

Just as the brown eyed detective pressed the call button for the elevator, a voice washed over her that made her body stiffen and her insides melt at the same time.

"Detective Benson, what are you doing in my neck of the woods?" Elizabeth Donnelly, former SVU A.D.A turned Judge was a striking woman. Standing 5'8 and in her late forties she had a lean and deceptively strong body, long legs, curly blonde hair, striking hazel brown eyes and a reputation for having a sharp double edged tongue and for making anyone dumb enough to piss her off pee their pants. Her voice was deep and smooth like well-aged brandy and when she walked she looked like poetry in motion, or at least that's what Olivia opinion.

As Elizabeth approached her Olivia could smell the light yet warm and inviting perfume the judge always wore. It made her knees want to go weak and certain parts of her body to stand up and pay attention. She took a deep breath to calm her nervous, but found that was a mistake. Taking in a breath through her nose only succeeded in filling her with the warm scent that was Elizabeth Donnelly and made her slightly lightheaded. Turning around she pasted a smile to her face that she hoped wouldn't divulge how nervous she felt at the moment and prayed her eyes didn't show the desire she felt. "Judge Donnelly." She said in as professional voice as she could muster. "How are you?"

"Well, thank you. How are you?" The blonde asked as she stepped up to stand beside Olivia. She was wearing her black judges robes and was clearly just coming from court.

The doors on the elevator slid open in front of the women and both had to move to the side so people could get off. "I'm fine." Olivia answered and moved onto the elevator after everyone that was getting off, got off.

Elizabeth followed suit filling onto the elevator and turned to press her floor. "Where are you heading?"

Olivia had to really focus so she didn't do something stupid. This was the closest she's physically been to Elizabeth in a long time. She'd always been careful to keep her distance fearing she wouldn't be able to keep her hands to herself or resist giving Elizabeth's perfume a sniff. But now they were literally rubbing shoulders. "Up to see Casey." She answered.

"She's not going to be in her office just yet." Elizabeth informed the detective. "She just won her case in my courtroom. I'm sure she's busy celebrating with her victim."

"Oh." Olivia said a little put out. She didn't really have time to wait around for Casey to come back.

Elizabeth glanced over at Olivia for a moment. "Anything I can help you with Detective?" Olivia used to come to Liz when she needed advice about her cases but lately the woman's kept her distance, something that wasn't lost on her.

The doors slid open soundlessly and both women, along with a few other riders, stepped off onto the floor. Things were a lot calmer up here then it had been downstairs where lawyers, judges, victims, cons and cops had all been rushing around. Up here the noise level was significantly lowers and the hallways were nearly deserted by comparison.

"I'm having some trouble with a case that no one seems to have any information on. Since it's Casey's case I need to ask her a few questions." Olivia answered as they walked down the hallway. Unconsciously Olivia dropped back a step or two so she could catch glances of Elizabeth's ass while they walked.

"What case is it if I may ask." Elizabeth asked as they turned a corner.

"The Cortet case." Olivia answered, doing her best to sound professional and not get caught looking at Elizabeth's firm ass. For a forty something year old Elizabeth's body was in excellent condition.

Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face Olivia, her face serious. "You need to stop asking questions about that case Detective." She said firmly, her hazel eyes boring into Olivia's chocolate ones.

All thoughts of Elizabeth's firm ass disappeared from the younger woman's mind as she easily slipped back into Detective Benson mode. "Why? What do you know about it Judge Donnelly?"

"Just drop it." The judge answered and looked around quickly to make sure no one was close enough to eavesdrop. "This isn't something you should concern yourself with. There's a reason there's no record of the case Olivia."

Olivia's bright chocolate brown eyes narrowed as she regarded Elizabeth. "Why is there no record of the case or Ms. Castle? What's going on Donnelly?"

Looking around again Elizabeth shook her head. "I'm not at liberty to say and Novak won't be able to help you either. Just leave it alone Olivia." She said in a low serious and sincere voice. "This isn't something you should go snooping around. It's for your own good."

"My own good?" Olivia blinked in confusion and frowned deeply but Elizabeth was obviously finished talking because she continued walking down the hallway and disappeared into her chambers.

Maybe Munch was right for once, Olivia mused. Maybe there was a cover up conspiracy going on here. From the way Elizabeth was talking it was obvious something was up and her unit was being kept out of the loop. And what about Casey? Was Casey just as clueless as they were? Olivia decided it was best if she wanted around to talk to the red head. Despite Elizabeth's warnings, Olivia was not going to stop investigating this case.

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