Hey, So I don't own any of the characters in here and this is my first SVU fic.I haven't written in forever but I decided, hey why not? I'm still getting a feel for this story so bear with me =) hopefully when I complete it , it will be worth it.I've updated this and attempted to fix the errors and I added better spacing. In my free time I intend to do that to all of the chapters.

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"Have the members of the jury reached a verdict?" Judge Petrovsky questioned.

A man in a grey suit stood. "We have, Your Honor."

"On the account of murder in the second degree, how do you find the defendant?"

"We find the defendant guilty, Your Honor." The man's baritone voice called out.

"On the account of statutory rape in the second degree, how do you find the defendant?" She asked once more.

"We find the defendant guilty, Your Honor." He answered.

"Very well, Mr.-," Judge Petrovsky proceeded to dismiss the courtroom.

Alexandra Cabot quickly packed her briefcase and exited the room, following the bustling crowd.

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Entering the 1-6 detectives Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler turned towards the sound of clicking heels. "Well what happened?" Olivia asked, obviously impatient.

Alexandra "Alex" smirked, "Guilty on all charges." Elliot smiled, his green-blue eyes twinkling. "Well I think we should celebrate, another disgusting perp put away." Olivia nodded in agreement.

"I have to get back to work but you guys go and celebrate, I just wanted to drop by and tell you the good news." Turning on her heel she stalked out of the room.

"So are we going, Liv?" Elliot asked Olivia, "I think I'm going to pass on that, El, Why don't you ask Munch and Fin? They seem like they could use a break." She replied looking over to the two aforementioned aggravated looking detectives.

"If I see another paper that requires my signature I'm going to shout." Odafin "Fin" Tutuola grumbled to his partner, John Munch.

Munch chuckled, "Well the papers aren't going to sign themselves, although in this one book I read the main couple thought that the-,"

"Munch, Fin, you up for a drink to celebrate the lock up of Jim Lewis?" Elliot interrupted Munch's, what would have been ages long, story.

"I'm in, anything to get away from the evil papers." Fin answered, standing and picking up his black leather coat.

Munch pursed his lips for a second before nodding, "Why not? My hand could use a break from all the signing."

Olivia had been in the process of putting her writing utensils back in the white mug on her desk and case papers back in the boxes from which they came when the three men said their farewells, she nodded and sat down when they left.

Several hours and cups of coffee later, Olivia Benson had finally retired to her home, too exhausted to make in to her bedroom she fell onto the couch and into a deep sleep.

A loud grating noise filled the air. Olivia groaned, and using her arm, she searched for her cell phone. "Benson." "Liv? We have a victim under bridge number 24 by the south gate in Central Park." Alex's voice sounded from the receiver.

"Mm okay, I'll be there in ten." Olivia hung up the phone and went about the troublesome task of waking up and getting dressed.

…..,.,

"Elliot, what've we got?" Olivia asked as she ducked under the crime scene tape.

"Stacy Elridge, 24, was killed, Melinda thinks she was raped and is going to run a kit when we get back. A black travel size umbrella was found a few feet away and there were rope burns around the vic's stomach." Elliot said as they made their way to the bridge.

Olivia nodded and sighed, crouching down next to the late Stacy.

Stacy Elridge's bright blonde hair was covered in the sticky substance that is blood and her skin was a grey purple looking tone. "How long has she been here?" Olivia sighed out to Melinda Warner, the ME.

"Based on the coloring of her skin and the fact that rigor hasn't set in to a noticeable point, I'd say about 2 hours. The victim was killed around 6am, I'll know more when she's at the lab and I can do a full autopsy."

Olivia stood and she and Elliot went to question the man who called and a few bystanders.

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Alex Cabot took off her rectangular black framed glasses and ran a hand down her face, sighing. She had been in court since 12pm, the time was now 5pm.

She made her way to her office and sat down for more paper work. It was going to be a long day.

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"Elliot, Munch and Fin have a suspect in custody, Cragen wants us back at the 1-6 to listen while they interrogate him."

Elliot nodded to Olivia and turned the car around to get back to the squad room.

Once there he and Olivia went towards the interrogation rooms and spoke to Cragen.

"How long have Munch and Fin been in there?" Elliot asked watching the duo speak to the suspect through the one way mirror.

Cragen sighed, "Since I called Liv? About an hour."

"Where did they find him?" Olivia questioned staring at Cragen.

"Somewhere near the reservoir in Central Park, He was in the bushes where Stacy Elridge was found, and looked like he was almost crazily looking for something. He had rope that Melinda said matched the rope burns that were found on Stacy and when Munch and Fin asked what he was looking for he ran and they caught him so here we are."

A rookie detective walked into the hall and asked for Elliot, saying that his wife, Kathy was on the phone for him.

"I'd better go too, I have to finish my paperwork from the Stevens case." Olivia said and made her way to her desk.

Cragen shook his head and returned to watching the interrogation that Munch and Fin were conducting.

…,.,.,.,.,

"I hate paperwork." Olivia moaned to her partner.

Elliot laughed. "I'm pretty sure we all do, but it's part of the job. If you want to catch the perps, you have to be willing to file all the papers."

Olivia scrunched her nose and went back to the annoying task of filling out case reports.

…,.,

Alex Cabot stumbled into her home at around midnight. She kicked off her shoes and made her way to the kitchen. She went into the pantry and pulled out a can of clam chowder.

As the soup was cooking she walked to her office and put her work things away and then back to the kitchen.

Today had been a very long day. Case after case, getting warrants, rushing around and on top of all of that she had to maintain her cool and collected persona.

The soup bubbled and Alex went and got a bowl to put the steaming soup in.

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Finally dropping into bed at around 1 am Alex picked up her book and read until her eyelids drooped and she fell into a restless sleep.

A/N:So this is my first ever SVU fanfiction. =) If you could review and tell me your thoughts it'd be much appreciated.