A/N: People have been asking where Rollins is... ;) Shout outs to Emily and anonymous! Hope you like this chapter too!


Chapter 8

"Wakey, wakey, Detective Rollins," the voice called from out of the darkness and she slowly opened her eyes, hoping that the reason she recognized the voice was because she was waking up from a dream. However upon opening her eyes she realized the events that flashed in her memory had been real.

"Officer Simpson?" She was thoroughly confused why he would be there, a mere six inches from her face, and why she was tied to a chair. It was freezing where she was but then she realized it was because her jacket had been taken off and her gloves were missing. Looking at her outfit, she thanked whoever was listening that she was still fully clothed otherwise.

"I'm surprised you remember my name," he chuckled.

"Kind of hard to forget after what happened," she pointed out. It may not have been the smartest thing to say but she hoped it would buy her some time to figure out where she was.

"I'll admit I didn't see it coming but I made some friends so things aren't all bad," Simpson admitted as he stood up.

"You seemed like a good cop. Why'd you do it?" She asked, again praying she could figure out where they were. So far all she'd managed to glean was that it was an unheated room inside a large concrete block building.

"How could I not? The salary I was making just wasn't enough. Besides weed is not some hard core drug anymore anyway. However I fear we are getting off topic. I expected you would try something like that," he chuckled.

"How'd you get out?" Rollins wanted to know.

"I ratted on my cellmate and they shaved some time off for good behavior. Although I imagine by now the Parole Officer has noticed that I haven't reported in and I'm sure the guys up at Fishkill are prepping a bunk for me as we speak," he chuckled.

"We didn't get an alert that you were even out on parole," she wondered how that mistake could have been made. After all, Simpson had been thrown out of SVU after his nasty little dealing habit had been discovered by Narcotics.

"Yes well, you know how it is. They are over worked and my crime really wasn't that dangerous. Enough about me though. I'd be more worried about the friend I made while I was there," the look on his face made her want to vomit except at this point she was beginning to realize she couldn't feel her feet or her hands. The cold was seeping into her bones and if she didn't get warm soon she knew that there was going to be a problem.

"I'm freezing," she said ignoring his comment.

"You won't be for long. Just a few more questions and then I'll get you warmed up," Simpson smirked and this time the bile was right in the back of her throat.

"How close is the investigation to finding me and my friend?" He wanted to know.

"I was kicked off the investigation as soon as they discovered that poor girl with my badge number carved into her chest," it was the truth.

"Come on now. We both know that you would have tried to stay in the loop," he pressed.

"I tried but when the second body turned up the whole unit was told to back off," she explained.

"Then you are of no use to me and my friend and that is not good for you," Simpson shook his head. Rollins went to say something but she was struck from behind and the world went dark.

"Traffic cams have been tracking the car as it drove through the city," TARU tech Jim Tate explained.

"What about the license plate? Does that get us an owner?" Fin wanted to know.

"Negative. It was stolen off a tow thousand and three F-150 pickup truck," Tate shook his head.

"So all we have is the car driving around the city with Rollins in the back seat. Any good shots of the guys' faces?" Stabler asked.

"No but it gave us a little insight into the path of the vehicle," Tate pulled up the videos on the multiple screens he had in front of him.

"The car looped around for about twenty minutes. My guess is that it was in an effort to get lost in traffic then it took a turn down toward the docks where the street camera coverage ends," he continued.

"We need everyone down at those docks right now," Fin said.

To Be Continued…