Author's Note: Yah, another chapter! Thank my insomnia and this huge snow storm we're having in New York. Also thanks to everybody reading this story and leaving great reviews!

Chapter 3: The Worst of Luck

1:58pm: 7 hours and 2 minutes Before Closing:

As the day progressed it got hotter outside, it was already 85 degrees so Elliot turned on the AC inside the shop. Munch and Fin came inside right before the first pitch and they all sat down to watch the game; actually only Elliot and Fin were interested. As they had their faces glued to the TV Munch was sitting on a stool reading the NY Post and Olivia was manning the counter. Only a few customers here and there brought something, usually just cigarettes, bottles of water and some snacks.

It was the top of the third inning and Mets were up at bat. So far the score was Mets 2, Yankees 0 and Elliot was pissed because at the beginning of the game he and Fin made a $20 bet on who's team would win.

"David Wright at bat." Said the commentator.

"Come on big man!" Fin cheered. Wright was his favorite player henceforth the #5 jersey he sported.

"Come on Rivera strike this bum out!" Elliot cheered.

Rivera was at the pitcher's mound and threw a fastball, Wright swung and missed.

"Strike 1!" they heard the umpire yell.

Rivera threw another pitch and again Wright swung and missed.

"C'mon Wright!" Fin yelled. "Quite swinging at nothing!"

"Strike 2!"

This time Rivera threw a curve ball and Wright swung and hit it. It flew into the stands, it was a home run.

"Alright!" Fin cheered. "That's 3-0 Elliot."

"Whatever, we'll make it up when we're at bat."

They watched on as Wright ran around the diamond and making it back to home plate.

Munch put down his paper and looked at his friends. "You know if you two stopped yelling after every ball I'd be able to read my paper in peace."

They both gave him quizzical looks.

"You're reading the Post," Fin commented. "There's never anything good printed in there."

"He's right, the Post is garbage." Elliot joined in.

"Don't you have a friend that works for the Post?" Olivia asked Elliot.

"Exactly!" Elliot nodded. "All they ever print is trash."

"Shut up." John scoffed. He went back to the paper trying to ignore them.

2:20pm: 6 hours and 40 minutes Before Closing:

"That'll be $2.87" Olivia said to a young kid as they brought an Arizona and 2 honey buns. The kid handed her 3 dollars and Olivia gave them 13 cents change and they left.

The game continued and it was bottom of the third inning. The Yankees had first and third bases covered and Derek Jeter was at bat. While that was going on another customer walked into the store, it was a woman with long brown hair, a tough looking face and was wearing a navy blue NYPD trainee shirt.

Olivia looked in the direction of the door and smiled. "Dana Lewis?"

The woman known as Dana smiled back. "Olivia Benson long time no see, how you been?"

They exchanged a hand shake.

"You remember Fin and Munch right?"

They waved and said hello.

"So what brings you to the Quick Stop?" Olivia asked.

"I'm done with training for the day, just thought I'd stop by and get a drink." Dana told her. She walked to one of the many refrigerators and grabbed a Gatorade. She opened up her drink and looked around. "Where's Stabler?"

"In the back taking a piss." Munch answered.

As if on cue Elliot appeared from the back and stared at the woman. "Oh no, not you!"

"Glad to see you too Stabler."

He walked past her cautiously. "Why is she here?"

"I came to make a purchase."

"Of all the stores around here you had to come to this one?"

"Bite me!" she sneered.

"That's not very ladylike." He teased.

She looked him over. "Those jeans make your ass look big and your package look small, now that wasn't very ladylike."

Fin and Munch chuckled.

Elliot glared at them and then back to Dana. "I don't like you here."

"I don't care little mister." She had a southern accent. "I am a paying customer."

"You're more of a jinx than anything!" he stated firmly.

"I'm not a jinx."

"Yes you are!" Elliot leaned against the counter. "The first time I met you I got into a fight with your boyfriend and got a black eye."

Dana shook her head. "That was you own fault for accusing him of stealing and provoking him."

"The second time we crossed paths you egged me in front of the store." He said.

"You should have ducked."

Fin and Munch started to laugh again.

He thought for a moment. "Then there was that time you made me fall off the roof!"

"You shouldn't have been up there in the first place." She said.

"I was fixing something and you shouldn't have gone up there to scare me!" Elliot was annoyed.

Fin and Munch's laughter got even louder.

"I so don't need this!" Elliot exclaimed. "I'm not even supposed to be here today!"

"And yet you are." Fin added.

Elliot grumbled something as he went behind the counter.

"Well I'm glad you are here Stabler because I wanted to show you guys the piece I got today." Dana pulled out a 9mm handgun.

"What the hell?!" Fin exclaimed as he saw the gun. "Damn lady, you can't just pull that out!"

"Dana he's right." Olivia agreed. "Where'd you get that?"

Dana waved the hand she had her Gatorade in. "Relax it's just an airsoft gun. The academy gave these to us for training."

"And you have it with you now for what?" Munch asked. "Are you gonna rob us?"

"Shut up John! Don't give her any ideas!" Elliot didn't like where this was going.

"You're such a baby Stabler," Dana smirked. "I said it's an airsoft gun, it can't kill you." She slightly raised the gun but it was pointed to the TV. "Nothing bad is going to hap…"

A pop sound went off; it was from Dana's gun.

"Whoa, sorry about that." She apologized. "That's happened twice today." She looked at the others who all had expressions of pure shock.

There was a pellet sized hole in the TV screen, the picture went to static and then faded to black.

"The TV!" Olivia shouted.

"The game!" Fin and Elliot exclaimed.

"The AC!" Munch yelled.

Dana looked at the mess she just caused. A shot fired from her gun, hit the TV and then ricocheted and hit the AC. The TV screen was cracked and the AC was losing power.

"NO!" Fin yelled. "How we gonna watch the game now!?"

"Screw the game, what about the cool air we're going to lose?" Munch asked.

"See, you are a jinx!" Elliot was so angry; he just lost his only means of entertainment.

"Uh, Dana it think it be best if you left now." Olivia told her.

Dana silently agreed she put her gun away, paid for her Gatorade and left. "I'll see you guys some other time."

Olivia put her hands on her head. "My dad is going to kill me."

"I agree with Elliot," Fin went to examine the TV. "That lady is a jinx!"

"What are we going to do?" Munch inquired.

Author's Note: Poor Elliot, every time him and Dana meet up bad things happen and in this fanfic is no different. Welp, there goes the TV, now what? No game and no AC, Elliot sure can't catch a break today. Like always review.