Ring! Ring!

Olivia groaned as she was shaken from her state of slumber. She glanced at her clock, 4:17 AM. She had gotten home three hours ago. She blindly searched for her phone under the mess that was her night table. She grabbed her phone and hit the 'talk' button.

"I just went to sleep," she mumbled into the phone.

"I know," came the apologetic voice of her partner, Elliot, "We caught a case. Cragen just called me."

Olivia was already up, pulling on clothes. She sighed, "Give me twenty minutes to get some caffeine."

"I have coffee for you, and if you'd open your door I would gladly give it to you."

Olivia furrowed her eyebrows and walked to her front door. She unlocked it and sure enough there was Elliot, balancing a cup holder in one hand and his cell phone in the other.

"Hi," he said, hanging up.

Olivia took the coffee from him, "Hi." She walked back into her apartment to grab her coat, gun, and badge.

"Let's go."

Olivia and Elliot arrived at Sinai Medical Center a few minutes later.

"What happened?" asked Olivia as they rode the elevator up to the floor of their victim.

"Eight year old girl found in Central Park, sleeping. She said that her parents dumped her there and took off."

Olivia shook her head in disgust. She pulled herself together as they reached the room. She entered first with Elliot close behind.

The first thing Olivia noticed was the injuries that covered the girl's body. She had a cut on her face that had to be stitched up as well as many other bruises. Olivia felt an odd pain in her heart as she looked at her.

The first thing that hit Elliot was how much this girl resembled Olivia. She had long, chocolate colored hair with bangs and similarly colored eyes. She had also had a button nose, which added to her essence of innocence. Olivia's voice shook him out of his thoughts.

"Hi, sweetie," she said in the tender voice she reserved for children, "My name's Olivia. I'm a detective. That's my partner, Elliot."

The girl hesitated before saying, "My name is Shae."

"Hi, Shae." Olivia took a seat in the chair next to her hospital bed. She noticed how the girl moved away from her. "We were wondering if we could ask you a few questions?"

When Shae nodded her agreement, Elliot asked, "Do you remember how you got to the park?"

"Yeah," Shae replied, "My parents brought me there."

"And they just left you there?"

The young girl nodded, "They said they had to go somewhere and that I couldn't go with them."

Olivia nodded, "How about those bruises?" she asked, "How did you get those?"

Shae pressed her lips together and avoided the detective's gaze. Olivia leaned in a little closer to the bed.

"Honey, we just want to help you," she said gently, "But you need to tell us what happened."

"It's my parents," Shae mumbled and sniffled. She ran an arm across her tear filled eyes, "Last night, they were hitting me. Then it was black, and then I woke up in the car. They left me on the grass in the park and then somebody woke me up and took me here."

Elliot began to write down theses details. Olivia put a hand on Shae's shoulders and took notice of how the girl tensed up before relaxing, "You're doing great," she said.

"Do you know your parents' names?" asked Elliot.

Shae shook her head, "They made me call them Sir and Ma'am."

"Okay," said Olivia, "What's your last name?"

"I don't have one."

Elliot furrowed his eyebrows, "Of course you do. Everybody has a last name."

Shae shrugged, "I don't."

The detectives talked to Shae for a little while longer and collected all of the information they needed.

"You've been a big help, Shae." Olivia said as she stood up.

"Will you guys come back?" asked Shae making both the detectives smile.

"If we can get some time off work, sure." Elliot replied for the both of them. Shae smiled and waved at them as they left.

Once they were in the elevator, Olivia leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes, "She's too cute to be treated like such crap."

Elliot scrubbed a hand over his face, "I've never wanted to catch two people more in my whole life."

Olivia nodded in agreement. She opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it. She wanted to ask her partner if he had the same strange feeling she had when they had first met Shae, like they already knew her. She decided against it, no need to sound like a creep.

Little did she know that Elliot was thinking the exact same thing.

The detectives were in the squadroom doing whatever work they had to finish up. Melinda walked into the squadroom just as Cragen left his office.

"I have the DNA results," Melinda announced, stopping by Munch and Fin's conjoined desks. The detectives had asked her to run Shae's DNA in hopes that they would get a hit for her parents.

"You didn't need to bring it," Cragen informed her, "You could have just called."

"Believe me," Melinda said, shaking her head, "I had to come here in person."

The detectives were very confused by now and listened to her with their undivided attention.

Melinda held up the manila envelope, "I ran the test six times, but it was the same result each time."

"Okay…" Munch trailed, not catching on, "And?"

Melinda shifted her weight, "There's really no easy way to say this."

"What?" asked Olivia, crossing her arms across her chest, "Who are Shae's parents?"

Melinda sighed and held up the manila envelope once again, "According to this," she said, "You and Elliot."