A/N: I have never written an SVU fic before, I'm usually a Criminal Minds girl, but I decided to venture outside of the box, I don't really know how this came to me, but lemme know what you guys thing, PLEASE REVIEW. Reviews make me feel warm and cozy and push me to continue writing…So please, tell me what you think –DKP

Disclaimer: SVU ain't mine. Neither are the characters *sigh* Dick Wolf you lucky man you….

Detective Elliot Stabler yawned as he looked over another report he was proofreading for the night. He knew between himself, and the three other detectives that remained in the precinct that they would still have to pull and all nighter.

"What time is it?" Olivia asked trying to stifle a yawn of her own. "10:15" Munch replied barely able to make out the numbers on his watch. He rubbed his eyes just doubling checking to make sure he had read correctly.

Fin had fallen asleep on his desk and had begun to snore amusing the others. The detectives of the SVU hated the mounds upon mounds of paperwork they were bombarded with right before the weekend.

Olivia just wanted to get home and be able to curl up with Alex and fall into a peaceful slumber, but she knew that that wasn't happening. At least, that it wasn't going to be happening that night.

About three ours later the detectives had finished all their paperwork and were about to head out. "Finally!" Elliot groaned stretching out his back. "I didn't think we would finish that fast." Olivia commented grabbing her jacket ready to leave. She was surprised she hadn't gotten a call from Alex curious about her whereabouts.

The detectives were just about to leave when they were met by a dismantled Cragen with a worried look on his face. The foursome whined in unison. "Come on Cap, can't it wait till in the morning?" Fin spoke up what everyone was thinking. Cragen sighed, "It would detectives, except our ADA has just been arrested for murder"

"For the last time detective, I didn't do anything, so I can't understand why you've brought me here." ADA Alexandra Cabot tried to explain once again, the frustrating visible in her tone of voice. She eyed the detective with here famous "Look" wishing she could just go home.

She watched as Detective Alexandra Eames looked down on her with disgust evident on her facial expression. The attorney had heard about this detective, and she knew that this woman was going to be very hard to deal with. For once, Alex understood what it meant to be in the hot seat.

Finally the detective spoke after several minutes of silence. "Well, Counselor, usually how these murder investigations work when all the evidence points to you, the jury would rather go based off of DNA than your word." Eames stated snidely daring the attorney to go on.

Alex's eyes widened in surprise, "I didn't murder anyone! I know they said that when they arrested me, speaking of which, do I really need to be handcuffed to this table? I mean honestly, do I look like a threat? You know what don't even bother answering that. Look, I know you're an amazing detective, so you of all people should realize that I haven't killed anyone."

"Right, which is why we were able to find your DNA and prints at the crime scene."

"Well there must have been a mistake detective because there is no way that I murdered anyone."

Eames paused and pulled out a folder which clearly contained pictures. Alex quirked an eyebrow, "What's that?" she asked the detective trying to sound stern and composed. "The woman you killed." The detective responded bluntly taking out the picture and sitting it on the table sliding it over for Alex to examine. "I told you a thousand times, I did not kill any-Connie…" Alex trailed off fully taking in the battered lifeless body of ADA Connie Rubirosa. "Do you know this woman Counselor?" Eames asked watching Alex closely. "I…I…I want to call my lawyer."

"What do you mean arrested for murder?! Alex didn't kill anyone!" Olivia shouted back at the captain as Elliot tried and failed to calm her down. "Liv, please calm down, all I know is that I got a call saying they had arrested Alex on murder charges." Cragen explained. Fin let out a whistle that didn't go unnoticed, which earned him an elbow in the ribs from Munch.

Cragen paused not wanting to give Olivia the rest of his news. He prayed that she wouldn't ask the question he had dreaded ever since he had gotten the call. But his heart dropped when she asked it anyway. "What can we do?" Olivia asked trying to hold herself together. The captain inhaled slowly before giving his answer. "I'm afraid there's nothing we can do."

"NOTHING WE CAN DO?! OUR ADA WAS ARRESTED FOR SOMETHING SHE DIDN'T DO AND YOU ARE GOING TO STAND HERE AND TELL ME THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO?" Olivia shouted again. She hated seeing the woman she loved in trouble and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. She told Alex she would protect her, and how could she do that when the blonde was possibly sitting somewhere locked in a cell over something she didn't do.

"Who's to say that she didn't do it…" the muttered reply broke the silence from none other than Elliot. Olivia turned to her partner in utter shock. He had stood by her for so long and now all of a sudden he was going to throw her girlfriend under the bus, what the fuck? "Elliot you know Alex didn't kill anyone."

"No one knows exactly. And you have to accept the fact there's nothing we can do."

"There has to be SOMETHING we can do."

"We work with Sexually Based crimes….this was just a murder. I'm sorry Liv…" Cragen apologized.

Olivia broke away from her colleagues and left in a hurry.

Addison DuVall smirked as she ran a hand through her perfect blonde locks. She was glad that she was finally able to use her looks as an advantage. Who knew being the spitting image of the person you resented more than anything in the world could have its ups, and Addy knew just how to use them.

She entered the restaurant and was immediately greeted by the hostess. "Ah Good to see you again Ms. Cabot, the usual table as usual?" the woman asked. "Why yes Greta that would be fabulous." She responded casually reading the woman's name from her name tag.

Addy followed the woman to a table that was reserved, and was acquitted with a menu. "Ms. Cabot, would a complementary bottle of our famous wine suffice to your liking?" A young waiter asked after she had a few moments to glance over the menu. "Yes, thank you." she smiled politely. The only thing that would be more perfect for Addy at that moment was if she could be celebrating the official end of her twin sister.

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