A/N Ok done another one, was going to make it longer but my brother came back from Canada today (Yay!) i haven't seen him in a long time so i'm putting this up because most likely in the next few days i'll be hanging out wiht him catching up, but i will write more promise, hope this keeps you going until then :)
"Hey Finny!" Ilsa yelled as she got out of her car
"Hey" He called back as he walked over
"So tell me what we've got here" she said looking at the scene before her
"Nothing much, blood on the ground, on a metal pipe a few foot prints but nothing much else"
Ilsa nodded "Matches what I've found out, she was walking and got attacked, her injuries are consistent with this scene"
"Ok lets go" Fin said and they both walked away from the ally
"There are a few buildings here, maybe someone heard" she said nodding in the direction of some apartment buildings
"There so close they should have" Fin said as they walked to the building
They walked in and knocked of one the first door, it was a big building 3 floors a few apartments, might take a bit to talk to everyone here, then anywhere else that someone might have seen or heard something.
Ilsa knocked again and the door flung open
"What!" she yelled, her hair was a mess and she was wearing a dressing gown and some slippers "Some of us are trying to sleep"
I'm Detective Couri, Detective Tutuola" she said point to herself and Fin "We were wandering if you heard anything unusual last night, a woman was attacked across the street"
The woman didn't seem so angry that they had woken her anymore
"Oh my god, really?" she asked "I was asleep, I'd taken some pills I've only just woken up"
"Nothing at all through out the night or early this morning?" Ilsa asked
The woman tried to think "I did hear some yelling early this morning, but I thought it was just someone in another apartment or I was hearing things…I'm so sorry"
Ilsa reached out her hand and placed in on the woman's shoulder "It's not your fault ma'am anything you can tell us will help"
"I'm sorry detectives but I don't know anything"
They smiled though they weren't happy they felt the woman didn't really know anything
"On to the next one" Ilsa said
They had asked everyone they could so far, nearing the last few apartments they walked up to the door
the knock echoed
"What!?" Called a voice
"Police" Called Ilsa "We'd like to ask you a few questions"
Again the door flung open and a man stood their, wearing nothing
"Make it quick I've got company" he said angrily
Fin turned his head and looked away, Ilsa didn't have any emotion on her face
"Someone was attacked across the street we were wandering if you heard anything"
"No" the man said smugly "Well actually, heard a girl and some guy, they ,must have been going at it from what I heard"
"A young woman was beaten and raped and you think she wanted it"
"They all wanted" he said "They just don't know it" Ilsa didn't move her gaze from his, shaking her head at him
"Try not to stare honey" he said with a cocky smile
Ilsa leaned in close "I've seen bigger" she looked down and then back up "A lot bigger"
The man did not look happy "I didn't see anything, I've been 'busy' if you know what I mean" he said and slammed the door
"Well that was fun" Ilsa said sarcastically as they walked back down the stairs
"Seen bigger huh?" Fin asked laughing as he got into his car
***
They stopped to grab a cup of coffee on the way back, though as they were walking back to their cars is started to rain, hard, the smell and sound were strong, Ilsa took a deep breath, she like the rain, always had, living in a small town in a dessert you didn't get a lot of it, here though it wasn't so rare.
Fin ran back to his car, trying not to get wet, Ilsa on the other hand walked slowly, barely made it two feet before she was soaked.
They made it back, Ilsa was still wet, her hair sticking to her face as she made her way up to the squad room, her shoes making noises as she walked, she and Fin made it to the room, and all she could do was laugh as she saw a very upset, and very wet ADA standing the room.
"You look like a drowned rat Casey" Ilsa said
"Yeah look who's talking" snapped Casey
Ilsa laughed "Once difference" She said "I don't mind it"
And she walked off, Casey was not in a good mood, she was heading to the squad room to check up on some others cases when she had gotten caught in the down pour, she hadn't expected it to rain
Ilsa walked back in a few minutes later with a towel in her hand, she walked up behind Casey and draped it over her head
"What are you doing?" Asked Casey, clearly unimpressed
"It's a towel, you know to dry your hair, you do know how to do it right?" Ilsa joked "Here let me show you" and grabbed the towel and started to dry Casey's hair for her.
Olivia bit her lip to stop laughing, and the guys watched as Ilsa ran the towel over Casey's head, attempting to dry her hair.
Though Ilsa was just joking, she was trying to dry her hair, even though she figured it would just make Casey mad
"You're not funny" Casey said
Ilsa walked around to her front and smiled "Yeah, I'm hilarious" she said as she ran the towel over her face wiping of the excess water
"Did you dye your hair?" asked Ilsa
"Yeah why?" asked Casey still not in a good mood
"Oh-uh n-no reason it looks good, I mean I liked it before, b-but this is good too" Ilsa rambled "You look good blond"
"For a drowned rat" Added Casey not so upset anymore, wondering why Ilsa had stammered through her last sentence
"A cute drowned rat" Ilsa said with a shy smile
Cragen walked in to the room to see a wet detective attempting to dry their ADA
"Do I want to know?" he asked
"She got wet!" Called Ilsa "I'm trying to dry her but it isn't working to well"
Casey grabbed the towel and started to dry her own hair
"Don't you need the towel, you know for yourself?' She asked when she felt her hair was dry enough
"Nah, I never really did care so much about my appearance, but do you need some spare clothes" Ilsa said looking at Casey
Casey groaned and rolled her eyes
"I've got some spare in my locker" Ilsa offered
"Don't you need them?" Asked Casey
"I've got more then one set, never know when you might need them"
Ilsa walked off in the direction of the locker room
"Coming?" she called back
"Yeah" Said Olivia as she got up and followed them
"Why are you coming?" asked Casey
"To make sure Ilsa doesn't go off in the rain again"
"Don't count on that!" Ilsa hollered back to the women "I will most likely go out in it again!"
"And if you don't like her choice of clothes, I have some"
They made it to the locker room and walked in, Ilsa had started to unbutton her shirt, opening her locker she pulled out a red blouse and handed it to Casey
"Here" she said "it's the only one I have I think you'd wear"
"Thanks" said Casey as she walked off to change
Ilsa with no shame took of her shirt there also taking off her pants to put on a dry pair, in front of Olivia
"Ilsa!" Olivia said mocking like she was offended
"Nothing you haven't seen" she said playfully, slipping on a pair of black pants
Casey stood their buttoning the shirt, listening to Olivia and Ilsa talk
Ilsa knew she wouldn't be able to hide the bruises along her body from Olivia, one look and the questions start
"What happened"
Those were two words Ilsa had heard more times then she could count, yet she always did the same thing whenever they were asked
"Who knows" Ilsa said, she danced around the questions, never giving a real answer, never telling the whole truth.
"Is someone hurting you?" Olivia asked placing a hand gently of the bruised flesh
Ilsa didn't move, it didn't hurt, she could feel the weight of her friends hand, knew she was touching what should have been a painful spot, but after years of receiving the bruises it didn't hurt to touch them anymore.
"No more then I deserve" Ilsa said as she pulled the shirt over her shoulders and started to button it up
Olivia leaned closer "If you need to talk I'm here for you"
Ilsa let of a soft sigh "Yeah I know" with a smile she looked at her friend "I won't go out in the rain" she said to Olivia as she finished buttoning her shirt "At least not right now"
Olivia rolled her eyes, for as long as she had known Ilsa she could never stop the girl from running out into a down pour, for some reason she loved the rain.
Casey walked back and cleared her throat "How do I look?" She asked
Olivia nodded "Good"
Ilsa smiled "Great, need any pants"
Casey patted her own "Nah Almost dry" they headed for the locker room door before Ilsa dashed back to her locker
"Here" she said to Casey handing her an umbrella
"Don't you need it?"
"I don't have to be in court today, and like I said I don't mind the rain"
They walked silently back to the squad room "Why do you like the rain so much?" Asked Casey before she left
" I like getting wet" Ilsa said as they walked.
Casey left, having gotten a spare change of clothes and the little information on the cases
"Oh Ilsa" said Olivia from her desk "Someone had been calling for you"
"Oh?" Ilsa asked, going through the newest case she had gotten "Who?"
"Didn't say"
Ilsa didn't say a word, but fell silent, she was scared as to who might be calling her, if it were someone she knew they would have left a name, surely, she couldn't think of a lot of people who wouldn't leave their name...but one stuck out most in her mind, she hoped she had broken all ties with him years ago…
***
It was getting later in the day, everyone was working, Ilsa walked out of the room, going to get some fresh air, hoping the rain would stop when she got out side.
A tall man walked in a few minutes after, looking around the room
"Hi" Olivia said "Can I help you?"
"Yes maybe you can" Said the man "I'm Looking for Ilsa Couri, is she around"
"Let me see if I can find her" Olivia said looking at the man, he was tall, nice looking, though the odd thing was his hair, it was completely grey.
Ilsa walked back in and was about to sit at her desk
"Hey Ilsa, someone here to see you" Said Olivia
"Who?" Asked Ilsa as she turned around. Stopping anything else she might have said, her mouth open, her eyes wide and disbelieving, she scoffed a little, wanting to pinch herself to see if it were all a dream.
She walked towards him slowly.
"Who is that?" Asked Elliot
Ilsa stopped in front of him, cupping his cheek gently, smiling that it wasn't a dream, the others watched the almost tender scene before them, though the feeling was lost when a loud crack was heard.
The man stood holding his cheek, Ilsa had slapped him, hard, leaving a red mark
"Two Months!" she said angrily "And not a word…or…or phone call nothing!"
The man didn't say anything, just stood, looking shameful.
"You had me worried sick!" she said shoving him, he staggered backwards slightly
"I thought she would have told you" he offered sheepishly
"It's not her job" Ilsa said, her angry slowly seeping away.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. He held her tightly to his chest and Ilsa slowly raised her arms around him
"I'm sorry" he whispered "How many times do I need to say it?"
"Until I say otherwise" she mumbled softly
"What are you doing here?" she asked as she pulled out of his embrace
He shrugged
"Never mind" she said grabbing his arm "Lets catch up over lunch"
"Sure" he said with a smile
"Your paying" she said as she grabbed her stuff from her desk
"What?" he exclaimed with a poorly hidden grin on his face "With what you eat I'll go broke"
"Yeah what's your point" she joked as the two left the station, his arm around her shoulder.
The others looked at each other "Who was that?" Asked Elliot again, confused
"I'm not sure but get a load of his hair" Said Fin "He was all grey, how weird"
"You know I've got grey hairs" said Munch
"Yeah but your old" Replied Fin with a smile
"yeah thanks" Said Munch dryly, though he knew Fin was just teasing.
***
Ilsa walked back in an hour later a smile on her face and a bounce in her step
"Have fun?" Asked Fin
"Oh it was great" she said happily
"I though you didn't have a boyfriend" Said Elliot
"Jealous?" Asked Ilsa with a silly smile on her face
"Married" he said back
"So who was he?" Asked Olivia "Just a friend"
"Oh he's more then that"
"But not your boyfriend?" questioned Olivia
"Ew that's just gross Liv"
"What he's not that bad looking" Olivia said watching the look on Ilsa's face
"Never in a million years will I see him like that"
"To different?" asked Fin
"To close"
"So he's like your brother?" Asked Elliot
"He 'is' my brother" Answer Ilsa everyone else stopped talking, since when did she have a brother…
A/N ok will start the next chapter soon, but like i said Brother home (wooo) Please review and i will write more soon until then enjoy :)