Chapter 6 Sometimes nothing is what it looks like.

"And she's back. Ladies and gentlemen, Detective 'Badass' Benson." Alex smiles.

Alex and Olivia had talked for hours. They had made a fire in the fire basket and got a blanket to sit under when it got a bit chilly. They had fallen asleep on the porch swing around 11 pm and are still sleeping there. Laying against each other, having no clue what happened the last few hours in New York. And they don't know that their vacation is over, before it actually started, very soon.

10 PM, 5 hours earlier, in New York.

Fin had been sitting at his apartment trying to watch a movie for the past 2 hours, he was half way through the movie and had rewinded it a couple of times but still couldn't tell what the movie was about. He had this nagging feeling something wasn't right about Rollins the whole evening and he decides to give up trying to watch the movie and call Munch. Munch's phone rings 3 times before he picks up.

"Munch." Munch says.

"John it's Fin. I got a nagging feeling something is wrong for the past 2 hours. Tried to watch a movie but I still can't tell you what it's about. I've got the feeling that something about Rollins isn't right. Wanna come to the precinct to find out what?" Fin asks.

"You just beat me. I was about to call you. I have the same feeling. Meet me at in the squad room in half an hour." Munch answers and ends the call.

Half an hour later both Munch and Fin arrive at the precinct at the same time. They take the elevator up and go to their squad room. When they come inside they are startled with what they see. On Olivia's desk is written "you're mine" with white paint. Fin and Munch look at each other.

"Let's have a nice chat with Rollins, before we report her to the rat squad and call the Cap. I don't care what Liv told us to do." Fin says.

"Sounds like a good idea to me." Munch says.

The next few hours the situation only got worse and worse. Amanda wasn't home and the neighbor said that the blonde had said she would stay at a friends house for a couple of days. A woman with the last name Bennon or something like that. When they came to Olivia's apartment they found out that it had turned into a crime scene. The whole place was torn apart and destroyed. They had called Cragen and Casey for a warrant to search Amanda's apartment. And it turns out that Amanda Rollins isn't Amanda Rollins at all. They went to Alex's apartment too but there was nothing wrong there. Everyone available is in the squad room as are Cragen and Casey.

"Alright Fin, what do we know about this woman so far? We're you able to identify her yet?" Casey asks.

"She was Detective Amanda Rollins' partner in Atlanta before she came here. It turns out that the real Amanda Rollins will be transferred to here but she should start in about two months. So she stole Detective Rollins identity. In Atlanta they know her as Detective Karen Bradley who was a Detective in New Orleans. But that was a stolen identity too. Detective Bradley still works in New Orleans. And in New Orleans they'd know her as Detective Melanie Brooks form New York. We searched but their never was a Detective Melanie Brooks on the force. We found the real Melanie Brooks and she died in Rikers 16 years ago. That's were the trail gets cold. So far we couldn't find anything about this woman before that. It's like she is a ghost before she took Melanie Brooks identity. And we don't have a clue where she is now.

"Munch what do you have?" Casey asks.

"They are still processing the scene at Liv's place and at Amanda's, or what her real name is, apartment they are trying to find anything that could help us to find out who she is. They found nothing yet besides the hidden 'Olivia' room, they found accidentally an hour ago." Munch answers.

"Alright Fin and Munch you two go get Alex and Olivia. Here is the address." Cragen says as he gives Munch a paper.

"I'll call the Hampton's Police department and have them send someone to the house. Just in case this woman is showing up there. After that I'm gonna call Olivia." Cragen says.

"Actually Don I think I should call Liv. Unless you want to deal with Liv's and Alex wrath. Then be my guest and call her yourself." Casey says.

"Well if you volunteer who am I to deny your offer. Alright Casey calls Olivia. Munch, Fin, you two leave now. Get our women back as soon as possible and unharmed." Cragen says.

Fin and Munch pick up their coats and leave the squad room to drive to the Hampton's, Cragen walks into his office and Casey is taking a deep breath before she calls Olivia.

3 AM in the Hampton's.

After Casey had tried to reach Olivia for three times the Detective finally heard the sound of hear cellphone. Her cellphone was in her front pocket of her jeans and Alex was laying against that side of the Detective. Carefully Olivia changed their position so she could get her phone and pick it up. Olivia looked at the caller id and softly groans when she sees it's Casey.

"You better have a very good reason to call me in the middle of the night on the first night of my vacation, Novak." Olivia whispers sternly.

"I do. Why else would I try to call you until you pick up? And why are you whispering, Liv?" Casey asks.

"You tell me, you're the one that's calling me in the middle of the night. And I'm whispering because Alex is still asleep and I don't want to wake her up. Now what is it that you need to call me for?" Olivia whispers.

"Alright, I'm gonna ask you later why you are sleeping with Alex next to you. Right now I need you to wake her up and put your cellphone on the speaker. Do you have your gun with you,Liv?" Casey asks.

"Yes I do. I always carry my gun with me when I'm not in my bed. Why do I need to wake up Alex and put my cellphone on the speaker? And why do you ask me if I have my gun with me? What's going on, Casey?" Olivia whispers.

"Just do it, Benson. I don't want to explain and tell you this twice. Trust me, you need to wake up Alex." Casey answers.

"Fine, but I blame you if I get Alex's wrath against me because I wake her up and she is cranky. Hold on I'm putting my phone down for a moment to wake Alex up." Olivia says before she lays down her cellphone on the ground.

"Lex, wake up sweetie. Casey is on the phone and she needs to talk to us both." Olivia says softly while shaking the younger blonde against her gently.

Alex mumbles something that Olivia can't hear and snuggles up against the Detective.

"Lex, c'mon wake up honey." Olivia says again, this time a bit louder.

"Huh? What time is it?" Alex mumbles sleepily.

"3 AM. You need to wake up. Casey is on the phone and she needs to talk with us." Olivia answers.

"Why the hell does she call you in the middle of the night? We're on a vacation for heaven's sake." Alex growls, now clearly awake.

"I don't know. She said that I needed to wake you up so that she won't have to explain and tell us it twice." Olivia says, picking up her cellphone again.

Olivia puts her cellphone on the speaker and lays it down in her lap so she can pick up her gun and hold it in her hand.

"Alright Alex is awake and the phone is on the speaker. Now what the hell did you call us for?" Olivia asks pissed off.

"Fin and Munch are on their way to get you two back, as we speak. There is an officer coming to your place, Cragen is arranging that. We have been working for hours since Fin and Munch came to the precinct last night. Long story short, they came to precinct because they had a nagging feeling about Rollins and wanted to find it out. Anyway, when they came in the squad room they saw something written on your desk with white paint. There was written "you're mine" on it. They went to her apartment to talk with her before they would report her to IAB and call Cragen. But that never happened. IAB I mean. Amanda, or what her name is, we don't know it now, met her neighbor when she was leaving. She said to her that she was staying at a friend's apartment for a couple of days. The neighbor thought that she'd told her that her friend's name was Bennon or something like that. When they got to your apartment it turned out to be a crime scene. Liv, the place was torn apart and completely destroyed. They called CSU and they are still processing your apartment. They are also processing her apartment. About an hour ago they found a room full with pictures of you and newspaper articles and God knows what else. We found out that her name isn't Amanda Rollins..." Casey explains.

Olivia interrupts the redhead ADA.

"Then who the hell is she and why didn't you call us sooner?" Olivia growls.

"What the hell is wrong with this woman?" Alex snaps.

"I didn't call sooner because we wanted to be sure it was her. We don't know who she is. We found out that she stole Detective Rollins identity after she found out that she would transfer to SVU in about two months. She was the Detective's partner in Atlanta where Detective Rollins currently is. They know her there as Detective Karen Bradley, a Detective from New Orleans. But she stole her identity too. She was Bradley's partner in New Orleans. In New Orleans they'd know her as Detective Melanie Brooks form New York. Fin and Munch looked for it but there never was a Detective Melanie Brooks on the force. They did find Melanie Brooks but she died 16 years ago in Rikers. That's where the trail got cold. So far they couldn't find anything about her before she stole Melanie Brooks' identity. It's like she was a ghost before that. They don't have a clue where she is now." Casey finishes.

Alex and Olivia look at each other completely shocked. Who the hell is this woman and why is she after Olivia?

"Why is she after Liv? Did you found out that at least or are they to stupid for that? How the hell is it possible that she could steel that many identities without being caught?" Alex growls angry.

"We don't know why. We don't know what her connection with Olivia is. And I want to know how she could steel them without being caught too. But the most important thing now is that we get the two of you back in New York at the precinct as soon as possible and in one piece. Like I said we don't know where the hell she is or what she will do if she gets you. We don't know what she wants besides Olivia to be hers. At this moment I don't even know for sure if she really has a crush on you, or that it's part of some sick plan, Liv." Casey answers.

"Well I can assure you I didn't know the crazy bitch until she came working at SVU. I may not be gay but I know that the crush she has is for real. And how the hell did she get into my apartment? How much damage is there? And how is it possible that nobody heard a thing?" Olivia asks.

"Your neighbors thought that you were at home at first. They were about to call the police because of all the noise coming from your apartment and not getting an answer after they banged on the wall when Fin and Munch showed up. She picked the lock of your front door. From what Fin told me and what I saw on the crime scene photos, I don't think you will be able to live in your apartment for months at least. If you should decide to go back in the first place. It looks like a bomb exploded in your entire apartment, figuratively speaking. There is not a single room looking like it did before she was there. I could tell you how it looks now but it will be faster if you look at the crime scene photos when you two are back here." Casey answers.

"What about my apartment? Did she went there too?" Alex asks.

"No she didn't. Fin and Munch went to your apartment and it didn't show a forced entry. They asked the doorman to open the front door and after giving a small explanation he agreed. Your apartment is alright. They went to search for mic's and camera's but they didn't find them. She's not been there." Casey answers.

"When are Fin and Munch supposed to be here?" Olivia asks.

Just as Casey wants to answer Olivia heard a car on the premises.

"I need to call you back, there's someone here." Olivia says before she hangs up.

Olivia gets up from the porch swing and puts her cellphone away, she pulls off the safety of her gun and holds it with a firm grip. Then the Detective turns to Alex.

"Lex, stay behind me and stay close." Olivia whispers.