A/N: sooooo…this chapter is…awkward, I think I was writing just to write…anyway, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review. Reviews get more chapters. Let me know what you think.

P.S. I know this is Alex-centered, but I thought it would be cool to give the point of view of secondary characters.

-DKP

For disclaimer see chapter one!

Olivia groaned as she reclined in her desk chair. She wished she could be there for Alex, to just hold her and tell her everything was going to be okay, but she knew she couldn't do that.

She also hadn't spoken to Elliot since he last made that comment about the accusations against Alex. She was already stressed with the whole situation and she didn't need him making anything worse. Besides, there was a case they needed to work on.

"Counselor, I promise you that you will feel well at home in this unit, the detectives will be more than happy to work with you." Olivia turned to the sound of Cragen's voice. She swiveled in her chair and saw Cragen shaking the hand of a tall, beautiful green-eyed redhead with a smile to die for.

"These are detectives Benson, Stabler, and Tutuola. Detective Munch is out at the moment. Detectives, this is…"

The redhead offered her hand to Olivia in particular not really noticing the other two men that were introduced. "Assistant District Attorney Casey Novak. I've heard so much about you Detective Benson, and believe me when I say, I really admire your work. I'm really looking forward to working with you as well as the other detectives in this unit"

Elliot rolled his eyes as Fin coughed an exaggerated cough and mumbled something under his breathe. Olivia ignored them and awkwardly shook the ADA's hand. "Um, thanks…but you can just call me Olivia." She smiled.

Slowly she began to piece together the puzzle that was boggling her mind. Cragen had called her COUNSELOR, she said she was an ADA, and Cragen had also said that the detectives would make her feel "At home" in the unit. Before Olivia could voice her reason Fin spoke up. "Wait, you said you're an ADA working with this unit…doesn't that make you…"but before he could continue Olivia finished his sentence for him, "Alex's replacement."

Addy stared out her apartment window putting together her next plan twirling Serena's business card between her fingers. She knew in order to break Alex, she had to get rid of the people that meant the most with her. She knew she was going to start with her colleagues, then her friends, and finally she would get to that girlfriend of hers. Olivia wasn't it. She chuckled slightly at the thought of how her sister would feel when she had everything she had ever earned ripped away from her. Just like she herself had had her life stolen.

Addison Cabot stared around the foster home unfamiliar with anything and everything that was going on, but that was slightly normal for a six year old. She couldn't understand why her parents had brought her here or why they left. And why hadn't her sister stayed with her?

A woman who looked like the stereotypical grandma approached her and looked down at her with a warm smile. "Sweetheart, would you like me to show you around so you can meet some of the other children? I am Ms. Margaret by the way." The woman said. Addy shook her head and stuck her thumb in her mouth, a habit her mother had always criticized her for, "Get your thumb out of your mouth, you don't see Alexandra constantly sucking on her thumb, you need to be more like your sister." She would always say.

"Where's my mommy?" she asked in a small voice. The woman gave her a pained look as she contemplated the child's question. "Your parents sweetheart…they passed away…" she explained softly. Addy felt her heart sink into the pit of her stomach. How had her parents died, and what had happened to Alex? Was she dead too?

Ms. Margaret saw the evident pain and fear on Addy's face as tears slowly made their way down her face. She offered Addy her hand which the six year old accepted seeking comfort anywhere she could find it.

Feeling a tear form in the corner of her eyes, Addy shook herself away from the painful lie. She smirked at the business card that had Serena's cell number on it. "Why not scare her a little?" Using a disposable cell, Addy dialed the number.

Abbie answered the phone that had been vibrating on the coffee table. "Hello?" she said into the receiver. There was no reply. "Uh hello?" she repeated again, only once again receiving no reply. After five minutes of silence on the other end Abbie hung up the phone in frustration. "Damn prank callers."

Serena entered the living room and plopped down on the couch stretching her legs across Abbie's lap. "Who was that?" she asked curious at who was calling her cell phone at ten o clock at night. "Some prank caller tryin' to give ya a scare. Did a terrible job of it though, didn't even say a single word."

The blonde nodded making note not to answer any unknown callers. "So what was that favor you needed?" Abbie finally asked after a short silence. Serena sighed and bit her lip, all of a sudden she felt like she couldn't ask Abbie to do this and she wondered how this was going to make her look in front of the DA, but she knew it was something she had to do. "I need you to take over a case for me…"

Abbie's eyebrows shot up in surprise. For the time she had known Serena Southerlyn not once had she ever handed over a case. Hell, even when it was suggested, she STILL hadn't turned it over.

"Reason being…"

"Abbie please…I just…can't do this."

"Is it the case where Connie was murdered?"

Serena nodded in response. She didn't want to tell Abbie how it had to do with Alex. She decided to let the brunette find that part out on her own. She feared that Abbie would probably reconsider if she knew she was going to be trying to convict one of their friends.

Abbie pulled the blonde into her lap and began stroking her hair noticing how this case had been affecting her girlfriend. "Don't worry about it babe. I'll do it. Sure it'll be hard seeing the son of a bitch that killed Connie, but it's nothin' that I can't handle." She then gave Serena a slight peck on the lips reassuring her it would be okay.

Alex hated being a murder suspect. Sure she had made bail, for the time being, but that wasn't the point. She had even begun to consider leaving town. She had all the right connections, so it wasn't hard for her to easily become a vapor in the wind. But there was something that was keeping her from fulfilling that idea.

She had to find out who was framing her for Connie's murder. She knew she herself would never murder Connie, no matter how irritation she thought she was. Alex wasn't capable of killing anyone, she didn't even like to kill cockroaches.

Deciding she needed to call Olivia, she dialed her girlfriend's number and waited patiently. It had almost been a week since they had actually talked and frankly she missed her, a lot.

"Benson."

"H-hey Liv…it's me…"

"Alex, oh my god are you okay? I heard what happened. Baby I'm so sorry, I want to help you I just..."

It was breaking Alex's heart to hear the way Olivia was handling all of this. She knew that the detective was used to being the hero, and now that she couldn't do anything to protect her, it was tearing her apart.

"Liv…it's okay…I'm a big girl, I can take care of it…I just need you to know I love you no matter what okay?"

Olivia paused, "Alex, why does it sound like you're saying goodbye? Where are you? We need to talk about this."

Silent. Alex remained truly and deadly silent. She didn't want Olivia to see her, not like this. The stress was evident on her face and she knew that Olivia would only attempt to 'fix' things which in her mind, would possibly only make matters worse. "Alex damnit tell me where you are!" Again there was silence. "Alex? Are you still there honey?" the detective asked beginning to sound a little worried.

Alex was about to give her response when she heard another voice on Olivia's end of the line, "Hey Liv, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to join me for dinner tonight?" The woman asked. Squinting, Alex strained to here every ounce of sound that was going about on the other end of the phone. The next voice she heard was Olivia's, "Yeah sure, just give me five minutes….Look Alex, just please…talk to me when you're ready…and if you never are then…Just give me a call okay?" and with that Alex heard the line click off. Had Olivia just hung up on her to go on a DATE? And who the hell was she talking to?

She continued to slowly walk down the darkened street thing about everything that has gone on. Why was someone doing this to her? Was it someone she had convicted coming back to seek their revenge? She then thought about Serena and how she found out the blonde had handed the case over to Abbie. Was she really frightening her best friend? And why hadn't Serena called to check on her. At that moment, Alex knew exactly what it was she had to do.

Abbie cursed under her breathe as she fumbled with her car keys in the cold New York night air. She was frustrated that Alex was able to make bail. Sure she was friends with the blonde, but it would have done her some good just to simply stay in jail, and Abbie felt she'd be safer that way.

The ringing of her cell phone caused her to stop just before getting in her car. "Carmichael…Yes…It's on my desk in my office…..Well look AGAIN…good…Look, no, can't you just ask for someone else to help you with that? I'm late for something…just…goodbye…" she angrily shoved her cell back in her pocket.

"God damn assistants." She muttered to no one in particular. She was already late to pick up Serena and she still had to go home and change. And on top of all that, her assistants had been giving her hell all day because of things they either A. Couldn't find or B. Just couldn't figure things out by themselves.

She pushed button to unlock her car. That was the last thing she remembered doing before the earth shattering bang. She felt herself propelled into the air and then met the earth with a sharp CRACK.

Fire and gas was all Abbie could smell, and she tasted the hard metallic of blood. She tried to move her limbs but found she was unable to, in fact, even breathing caused her pain. She was faintly aware of anything, but she knew she saw the shadows of flames as they danced off the buildings on the dark street.

Abbie saw a figure approaching her, and it wasn't until the person was looming over her until she recognized her. "Al-alex…hel..p" she was barely able to whisper out despite the constant amount of blood that kept reentering her mouth. She watched as the smirking figure that was definitely Alexandra Cabot bent down and took her phone from her pocket before clicking a few buttons.

The blonde replaced the phone next to Abbie's ear and walked off blending into the darkness. Abbie then slipped into a darkness of her own unable to call after her.

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