A/N: Multiple Crossover

Based off the sciencie fiction book "threads" where anne and henry are reincarnated in the future and they meet again.
First revelation shows here!

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~Val

"You're not old enough to know how bad the world gets

Obviously Dr. you've never been a thirteen year old girl!" -Virgin Suicides (1999) my favorite movie of all times

~First Revelation~

LAST CHAPTER:

Huang's concerned tone of voice concerned Warner as well, she would have to check the bodies for one more routine check, but she wouldn't do it alone, she would ask others from her Department to perform the routine check. Huang would be told first, somehow this insomnia case with the Detectives and the ADA's didn't seem normal.

"I know we will have to tell Cragen or Van Buren soon"

"I know" Confirmed Warner covering with the blank sheets the two bodies of their victims.

SCENERY CHANGE:

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Stabler in his family in black mourning clothing were passing the remainder of the weekend locked inside their House. The House that had shared their joys, breakups and happiness now was stained with their sorrow.

"Make haste" grumgled a figure Stabler couldn't make out, he or she had black mourning clothes as him, but the length of its cape had reached beyond its toes. The figure kept on grumbling with the same annoyed tone to make haste, but for whom? Elliot wondered, he knew very well it was not the time to dwell on strange memories of an unknown past, but somehow the death of his eldest son had triggered these visions.

He would travel by barged from the landing at St. Janes', downriver to the Tower of London, he could hear the figure's thoughts say to him. The Thames, the River the barge was traveling by, was subject to strong tides, his strangers' inner voice informed him, which at times they could make pasage for any of the twenty barges that had been entering through London Bridge almost daily now.
Many boatmen had their hands busy with the King's new decree, anyone who would not sign in his own handwriting his or her signature acknowledging the King as Supreme Head of the Church and Representative before God on Earth (something the stranger communicating to him said it was ridiculous), would be put in treason or put to death.
Some men and brave women (mostly nuns) thought this new act from their Sovereign was witchcraft and heresy, no doubt, some said it was under the influence of the 'Concubine'.

Elliot had gambled that these gards would not take this man (whom by some reason his conscience told him he was honorable) at such a risk that he might break free one day and come for their heads as revenge, but it was not so.

The tide now rising after they disembarked; the guards walked forward, two of them Elliot noticed, and grabbed roughly the stranger with the black mourning clothes. He thought he would have more time, he whispered to Elliot, "but my time and luck both ran out when the King chose a new wife like the one I shove at his feet" he said goodbye to Elliot, his defeated looks telling him they would meet again, hopefully under better circumstances.

Elliot snapped, he heard his youngest daughter beginning to cry. It was hard for all of the family to come to terms that they would never see a dear member from their family walk though those doors again, but it was even harder on his twin. He was her other half and vice-verse, now that he was gone she felt like a huge hole had been pierced in her soul, and nothing the priests, shrinks or her father said could make it better.

SVU Precint

1 week Later ...

Elliot had not come back to work yet, no one including Olivia or Cragen reminded that his time of "mourning" was up. They had all grown with Elliot's kids, it was hard for them too to accept that his eldest son was gone. How could this have happened? They all whispered, none had words to tell Elliot when the funeral had taken place, Much had decided not to go, he said he was reminded of the little girl he always kept seeing in his old neighborhood asking "why?". She had been the ghost that had been haunting John Munch, aiming at his guilt for not helping the little girl when her mother had killed her, he had confessed this intimate episode of his life only to Olivia.

Olivia waited as the rest of the SVU team for Captain Cragen to come with the results of the Warner's autopsy.

As if on cue, Captain Cragen coming out from his Office handed the Forensics Report over to Finn. He said Warner had found more things out of the ordinary, not only they could not identify the prints on the body (Because they weren't on they system) but the FBI shrink could not make up his mind about the killer's motive.

"Maybe he is just some other nut" Munch said calmly.

Cragen shook his head, "No it doesn't make sense. We have had this week another murder very close to our precinct with a message 'you are next' and before this turns into a media circus, I want all of you to find out something solid about this nut case. Where he hides, where he might strike next, I don't care just find him guys"

One Hogan Place

DA's Office

Jack McCoy

"You are not who you seem"

"I beg your pardon Mr. Mayor but we haven't found any leads ... yes I understand, fine!" Jack hanged his phone up in rage. Everyone in this city was demanding for quick answers and to bring the perp to justice. He would if he had any leads on the perp.

Dr. Warner and Dr. Huang from the FBI could not make their minds up about the reports on the bodies, the strange tatoos all of the perp's victims had or the fact that this nutcase's prints weren't on the system. Dr. Huang was supposed to be the FBI's and SVU's best but so far he was doin nothing to help the Police or his Office catch the perp.

Surely, he had told himself at first when this case started, they will catch this criminal quick and have him behind bars with a guilty veredict before the end of the week.

The Investigation was taking a toll on everybody. He didn't want to be victim of supersticions and the same case of Insomnia that had been hitting all of the Detectives and his ADAs involved with this case.

Everything that had been happening in the last two weeks had been revolving around this case, it had become their obsession. He chose not to trouble himself and not think about his nightmares that had sprung since the murder of those two teens two weeks ago, but he couldn't help it. While his ADAs were having a lack of sleep, he was having a similar case but his weren't "visions" as Cutter and Cabbot called them.

The people who were in his "memories" shouting after him, praising him and later on towards the end of his life accusing him of the same heresy he would have earlier convicted them; he remembered everything. He remembered who this strange figure in black clothing was, he remembered who judge him, who betrayed him, and more importantly he remembered his name:

Thomas Moore.

A/N: Thought it would be better to end with the cliffy, now you know what to do keep those coming, yes your reviews!