Author's note -

Don't yell at me...I know it's another new story but I'm on an absolute roll. I've already started chapter two and will probably have it done at some point in the next few hours.

This has been the worst plot bunny attack yet - their forces are getting stronger - and I was going to hold off on putting this up until I finished the story but then I thought 'I've never kept promises to myself...why start now?' so here we are.

Anyway, my inspiration for this story is 'Running Up That Hill' by Placebo and I recommend you listen to the song because it's sooooo good and I don't think the story will be as good if you haven't heard the song..and it's a main theme through-out so go and listen.

Also, there is this really awesome video on youtube which was recently put up by ITPROF4U and it's called 'SVU - Proximity/Storm'. It's one of the best videos I have seen. If you don't believe me ask nettie. I'll put the URL on my profile as well as the URL for an EO video of my own - you don't have to watch that one but definitely the other. It's spectacular.

Moving is my new story. The first chapter is almost double what I usually write so enjoy it.

Disclaimer: If these guys are packed in cereal boxes I should eat more cereal because I don't own them.

The light snowflakes of Manhattan swirled around the pair against the black of a midnight sky in an almost poetic fashion as they walked in-step to the awkward crime scene tape that surrounded the once peaceful far north side of the central park lake. Olivia walked noting the crunching of a light snow fall underfoot as a soundtrack played through her head; a song which she'd been trying to get out of her head for days and would probably remain there for many more.

It doesn't hurt me…

She silently cursed her regular radio station. Elliot began to speed up and take larger steps, thus reaching the stripped tape quicker than Olivia. He lifted the tape before stepping under it and holding it for Olivia who gave him a slight nod in thanks.

"I'm Detective Stabler and this is my partner Detective Benson. What have we got?" Elliot strolled up to a uniformed officer with Olivia at his side as he flashed his badge.

"Rape and homicide – ID on the victim says she's Alice James." An officer with 'Jackson' printed on his thick 'official policeman's snow jacket' informed them.

"Where's the victim?" Olivia asked.

"Follow me." Officer Jackson turned and led them down a slight slope away from the bank of the lake.

The light snow which was beginning to get heavy crunched beneath their feet as they made their way through the fog now settling over the crime scene, creating an odd ambience of blue-red flashing lights, dark shadows and radio static, proving to be very eerie and much like a sci-fi film.

You want to feel, how it feels?

Officer Jackson led them over to some shrubs where shadows moved about their work, " I think you have it from here." Officer Jackson said as he came to a stop, "She's just over there."

"Okay, thanks." Both Elliot and Olivia continued to walk to where a shadow was bent over the victim.

Melinda sat back on her haunches and looked up at both the detectives, "She was a young one; only about seventeen to twenty two. By the looks of things she was strangled to death. But this is all preliminary of course."

"How long until you know for sure…I mean once you get her back to the morgue." Olivia asked, gazing down at the pale fair haired girl.

"Not sure at the moment. I'll get back to you ASAP."

"Detectives!" A shadow to their left called, causing both to glance up.

Elliot and Olivia turned back to Melinda waiting for any other information, "The murder weapon is most probably a knife; A large one at that."

"Okay, thanks Melinda." Elliot turned around and followed the voice, Olivia following after giving Melinda a quick nod.

You want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me?

They found another uniformed officer had called them to a deserted area.

"Watch." The man didn't bother with introductions, instead shinning his torch beam along the ground. They watched the torch travel about twenty meters before the man turned back to them, "What does that look like to you?"

Elliot and Olivia glanced at each other, "Blood." Olivia simply said.

"Get someone from CSU to mark the trail." Elliot turned to the unidentified officer.

"Sure thing." The man left the detectives to check the trail with their own torches.


"So it just stops?" Olivia asked as she looked around for somewhere that the footprints could have gone.

"Right here." Elliot replied as he stood at the end of the trail, his own torch beam – along with others – tracing it.

"Have we found the weapon yet?" Olivia turned to Elliot.

"Not that I've heard." Elliot grimaced.

Olivia spun around slowly, letting her torch gat each blade of grass until she saw something black among some shrubs and rocks, "What's that?"

"What's what?" Elliot asked, adding his own beam to the light.

Olivia ignored his question and headed towards that black object in the rough. Not one to be left behind, Elliot quickly followed.

What is it? Is it a grate or something? A trap door?" Olivia pushed at it curiously with her foot, dragging some of the dirt and snow away with her toe.

You want to hear about the deal I'm making.

Elliot bent down with his torch and traced the letters which were imprinted on the solid metal: NYCPT.

"New York Central Park Tunnel." Elliot whispered as a small smile crept across his face.

"Excuse me?" Olivia furrowed her brow.

"Haven't you heard the legend…myth…thing?" Elliot asked.

Olivia just gave him a look that said 'what-do-you-think'.

"The New York Central Park Tunnel. There are two or three entry points around the park and it's just this under ground tunnel that sounded pretty cool when I was a kid. My best friend in high school told me about it. He told me all these stories his dad had told him and we spent hours trying to find an entry point but it just never happened."

"Do you think that's where our murder weapon could be?" Olivia asked.

"It's a great hiding spot." Elliot agreed.


"Still no murder weapon." Officer Unidentified told them as he walked over.

"We think we know where it might be….but we'll need a crow bar." Olivia shone her torch down at their feet.

"What's that?" Officer Unidentified asked.

"Have you ever heard of the New York Central Park Tunnel?" Elliot asked while trying to conceal a grin.

"No way. Number one: It's a myth, number two: there should be marks where a crow bar was already used and number three: NCYPT stands for New York City Park Taps. It's for the sprinkler system." Officer Unidentified Scowled.

Elliot gave his own glare back as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"We could at least try." Olivia made an attempt to break the testosterone that she could feel building.

"No. I will not have my crime scene turned into some child's fantasy game." Officer Unidentified crossed his arms as well, "If you've got everything you need I suggest you head back to your precinct now."

Elliot turned around and stalked back to their squad car with Olivia hot on his tail.


"What the hell was that?" Elliot let out a huff as he put the key in the ignition, "Aren't we meant to 'explore all avenues of possibility'?"

"Yeah, I thought that was a little weird." Olivia agreed as she pulled her seat belt on.

Elliot hit the 'on' button for the radio as pulled out onto the street as it sprang to life.

And if I only could

Make a deal with God

Get him to swap our places…

"Oh my god. This song has been stuck in my head for days." Olivia sat forward in her seat and sang along to the words.

Be running up that road

Be running up that hill

Be running up that building.

If I only could…

Elliot watched Olivia as she sang, enjoying the way she moved to the music. He turned back to the road and continued driving to the precinct with Placebo and Olivia stuck in his head.


"So basically we have nothing at the moment." Cragen sighed, "It's two am and we have nothing to go on."

Elliot, Olivia, Munch and Fin nodded.

"The MO is so similar to others that we can't even narrow the possibilities down at the moment. He might have poisoned her but we won't know that until Melinda gets back to us." Olivia sighed as she sipped her coffee.

"Well it seems that we can't do too much more tonight." Cragen scrubbed his hands over his face, "Either head up to the cribs or head home just make sure you're in by eight."

"Okay Cap."

"Now, I'm heading home but I'll be in early." Cragen grabbed his heavy coat and shrugged it on before grabbing his cap, "Night."

"Night Cap." Olivia trudged to her desk and sank down in her seat.

Once Cragen left, all the detectives looked around the room at each other.

"I'm heading home coz I know the place isn't bugged. Bloody government." Munch stood from his desk and grabbed his coat as did Fin.

"Yeah, I think I'll head home too." Fin agreed.

Olivia didn't say anything as she stared across the room.

"I think I'll hang in the cribs. Night guys." Elliot turned his attention from his friends leaving back to Olivia, "You staying or going?" He asked, breaking her daze.

"I think I'll stay. May as well. It'll take too long to get back to my apartment and get any decent sleep." Olivia shrugged and stood.

"Well, I'm staying too so shall we?" Elliot asked as he headed for the cribs.

"Yeah." Olivia yawned and followed him up the stairs.

Elliot opened the door and Olivia followed him in, both opting for the bunks at the back. Olivia crawled onto hers and dragged the grey blanket up with her.

"Night, El." She mumbled.

"Night, Liv." Elliot yawned.


"Psssstt…Liv." Elliot gently shook Olivia's shoulder as he whispered.

"Wha'?" Olivia rolled over away from Elliot, "Just gimme a couple more minutes, I need sleep." She grumbled.

"But, Liv." Elliot shook her shoulder again.

Olivia was pissed now.

"What!?" She asked as she sat up abruptly, narrowly missing the bunk above her.

"The tunnel is real." Elliot grinned.

"What?" Olivia sighed.

"The tunnel. It's real. I'm positive that's where the weapon is." Elliot said in an urgent whisper.

"Why are you whispering?" She asked.

"Because." He replied, also in a whisper.

"What are you saying exactly?" Olivia rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

"I think we should go down there."

"Okay." Olivia snuggled down under the blanket.

"I don't think you get what I'm saying." Elliot sighed.

Olivia looked up at Elliot who was now sitting on her bed, "What's that?"

"I mean we should go now."


Elliot nodded.

"What time is it?" Olivia sat up again.

"3:30." Elliot was practically bouncing on the bed.

"And how much coffee have you had?" Olivia asked as she dragged her feet from the bed.

"Too much – who cares? I've got everything organized already. If we leave now there should be enough officers at the scene still but not so many that will notice us being there so they won't notice us leaving either.

"Have you had any sleep?" Olivia asked as she pulled her sneakers back on.

"I fell asleep at nine and was at the crime scene by twelve so I've had about three hours sleep – I'll be fine." Elliot shrugged, standing and helping Olivia up as well.

"Have you made me any coffee?" Olivia asked.

"A whole thermos full." Elliot started heading towards the door.

"Fine. Lets go." Olivia sighed.

Be running up that road

Be running up that hill

Be running up that building…

Well...that was long...

I hope you liked it and I hope you go and listen to that song and watch the vid because it's awesome.

I've given up on staying sane - I think everyone else did along time ago - so just drop me a review and tell me what you think. I'll hopefully put the next chapter up in 24hours.

Hope you liked.