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A/N: Here's chapter two…enjoy!

Karla was entering her third period math class. Mr. Jack Carmichael was nice, but incredibly strict. Karla got out her homework and looked over it again. She hoped it was right. Mr. Carmichael walked over to her and knelt down.

"Anything I can help you with?" he asked her. Karla looked up at the man.

"I think I've misplaced an exponent or two, but I'm not entirely sure," she said handing her teacher the homework worksheet. Mr. Carmichael to the paper and looked it over. He noticed the problem.

"You've switched these two factors around. That's the problem," he stated. Karla took her paper back and went over it again.

"Thank you, Mr. Carmichael," she said with a smile.

"Anytime. You doing okay?" he asked. Karla looked at the man in astonishment. She nodded her head. She didn't know why he had the sudden change of heart towards her. Usually he wouldn't give her a second thought.

"Thank you," said Karla sweetly.

Mr. Carmichael patted her knee, got up, and headed to the front of the class as the bell rang. Karla felt very uneasy about the interaction. She watched Mr. Carmichael the rest of the period. She would talk to her mother about this when she got home, knowing full well that her father would have a heart attack if she spoke with him about these events. She anxiously waited for the bell to ring, and when it did she grabbed her stuff and headed for the door.

She was stopped when Mr. Carmichael yelled, "Karla, May I speak to you for a moment?" She sighed and took a deep breath. She turned and headed to her instructor's desk.

As the last student filed out of the class, Mr. Carmichael spoke. "How are you feeling today?" he asked. Karla raised an eyebrow at the question.

"You seem quieter than usual," he stated. Karla looked at him, shocked at the observation.

"I'm fine. I'm going to be late for science," she stated hesitantly.

He nodded and spoke again, "I want to work with you after school on an advanced math project," he handed her a paper, "Please get your mother to sign this." She took the paper and nodded.

"Can I go now?" she asked, getting extremely nervous about this exchange. He nodded and she left. She would definitely talk to her mother tonight about this.

Olivia was back at her desk working hard to find out more information about Dr. Michaels. She found the hospital website that had a profile on the man. He was single, 35, 6'2, and had dirty blonde hair and bright green eyes. Olivia felt off about this man. She looked at the time and noticed that she needed to pick up Karla from school. She'd been working for a while without a break and it seemed to be a good excuse to leave the station. She went and told the captain that she had to pick up Karla. He let her go. As she was leaving the building, Elliot was entering it. He called to her. She turned and saw him coming towards her.

"Where you going?" he asked. She raised a brow.

"I'm going to pick up our child from school," she said.

"Oh, you want me to go with?" he asked.

"Sure. I guess," she said, "If you let me drive." He laughed and handed her the keys.

They rode to the school in silence. They were both nervous of the feelings that had started to surface now that Elliot was going through with the divorce. Olivia was trying desperately to hide them deep down as was Elliot. They felt awkward around each other now and they didn't know what was causing it. Elliot knew that she was hiding something and Olivia knew that if she were to say anything to him right now it would ruin their friendship and she didn't want that to happen at all. As they pulled up to the school, Olivia noticed that Karla had an uneasy expression on her face. Olivia wondered what was wrong. Karla got into the car and let out a sigh.

"Hi mommy, hi daddy," she said. Elliot turned to look at his little girl.

"Hey, you okay sweetie?" he asked. She nodded.

"I'm fine," she said. Olivia looked in the rearview mirror and knew that Karla was lying.

"Are you sure?" Olivia asked.

Karla nodded and said, "I'm just tired. I've got a lot of homework."

"Algo no quieres hablar sobre con tu papa aqui?" Olivia asked in Spanish. Karla nodded.

Elliot looked at the two. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Nothing El," Olivia replied. She and Karla were definitely going to talk when they got back to the precinct, seeing as how Kathy no longer wanted Olivia near her house since she and Elliot decided to go through with the divorce. She made Elliot move out and was seeking full custody of their kids which meant Elliot would get to see them every other weekend. She didn't even want Karla around anymore. Karla understood, but still didn't like the arrangement. At the precinct, Karla went upstairs to start on her homework. Elliot was working on gathering more information on Dr. Michaels.

Olivia watched Karla as she ascended the stairs and as Elliot sat down and began tapping the keys on the keyboard. Karla set her books down on the table that was there. She then went to the railing that overlooked the squad. She saw them working hard, all except her mother. Her mom seemed to be in a daze. Karla watched curiously. Olivia looked up and saw her daughter with a strange look on her face. Karla indicated for her to come up. Olivia joined Karla.

Sitting on the couch, Olivia asked, "What was it you wanted to talk about without your father around?" Karla looked down and fidgeted with her fingers. A nervous habit she had picked up from Olivia.

"What's wrong sweetie?" Olivia asked with a gentle voice. Karla thought about how to tell her mother what had happened with Mr. Carmichael and how she felt. She looked up at her mother.

"Mr. Carmichael was acting strange today," said Karla. Olivia lifted a brow.

"How so?" asked Olivia. Karla thought for a minute, working on a good answer.

"He was nicer today. Like too nice. He asked if I needed help with my homework and he helped me. Then, he asked how I was doing. He's never done that," said Karla in a nervous voice, "And he gave me a permission slip for you to fill out so that I can help him on an advanced math project. It was really strange."

Olivia thought about what her daughter had just told her. She got an uneasy feeling about the man.

"I'm glad you came to me about this. You do know I will have to tell your father about this," said Olivia. Karla's eyes widened.

"No Mom! I don't want the man beaten to a bloody pulp!" she exclaimed.

Olivia grinned. "Don't worry about your father. I can handle him, but he has to know what is going on. He's going to find out one way or another and you know it," said Olivia.

Karla nodded in understanding.

"Do you want to tell him yourself?" asked Olivia. Karla shook her head.

"Okay, I'm going to call him up here and tell him," said Olivia. Karla nodded fidgeting again. Olivia patted Karla's arm and went to call Elliot up. As Elliot ascended the steps Karla got more and more nervous. She wasn't sure as to how her father would react to the news of her teacher's suspicious behavior. Elliot sat down next to Karla and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Karla leaned into him.

"El, Karla just told me something I think you should hear," said Olivia. Karla turned and looked at Olivia with wide eyes. Olivia took Karla's hand in her own and rubbed a finger across Karla's knuckles soothingly.

"I'll tell him," Karla murmured. Olivia nodded. "Daddy, Mr. Carmichael was acting strange today," said Karla. Elliot looked down at his daughter.

"Like how?" he asked. Karla sighed.

"He was nicer than usual. Asking a few personal questions and then he wants me to stay after to work on an advanced math project with him," she replied. Elliot was quiet for a moment. Karla could feel his tension and his arm tightening her body to his. She knew that he was overreacting.

"Daddy, please don't do anything rash," she said softly. Elliot's arm loosened a bit, but not much.

"Did…did he touch you?" he mumbled. Karla shook her head.

"I didn't give him the chance. He made me uncomfortable and I knew I should tell you guys," she replied.

"Is this what you didn't want to talk about in the car?" he asked. She nodded.

"Your father and I are going to speak with the principal tomorrow," said Olivia. Elliot looked at his partner. Olivia knew the message his worried blue eyes conveyed.

"Don't worry. Your father will control his temper," Olivia said seeing the worry flash in Karla's eyes. Karla wasn't worried about the teacher she was worried that she might lose her father. She couldn't bear to lose him or her mother. Her father rubs her shoulder and kisses her forehead.

"She's right. I'll be on my best behavior," he said with a grin. Karla chuckles at this.

"Honey, we've gotta get to work. So, you do your homework and we will talk later, okay?" asked Olivia. Karla nodded. Olivia kissed Karla's cheek and went back downstairs and Elliot followed after hugging her. Karla pulled her Calculus book out and started her homework. She just couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

A/N: So, what do you think? Wanna find out what happens next? Leave me a review!