"Did CSU turn anything up?" Olivia asked as she leaned against Elliot's desk.
"Nothing, then again that makes sense because Casey said he was wearing a ski mask and gloves. There weren't any fingerprints in Casey's bedroom other than yours, hers, and her ex-boyfriend."
Olivia sighed as she settled down into her desk. "I wish we could get something on this guy."
"We'll get him Liv," Elliot assured her.
"When? Before or after she gets attacked again? I can't keep her in my apartment forever. She's already getting restless and insisting that she returns to her own apartment."
"Well when she goes back to her apartment we can send a patrol car to sit outside her apartment and check for suspicious activity."
"Still, I don't feel like it's enough. I don't want her to get hurt any more than she already has. This guy is obsessed with her. If she hadn't called me she could've been—"
"Don't say the word, Liv. You're going to kill yourself over what ifs. Just be happy that she didn't get anything more than a couple of bruises," Elliot told her. Olivia sighed and returned to her work.
She managed to stare at her paperwork for a few minutes before she pushed it away and pulled out her phone.
"Novak," Casey's voice called through her phone.
"Hey, how are you?" Olivia asked as she wandered into the crib.
"You don't need to babysit me, Liv," Came Casey's response.
"I'm not trying to babysit you. I just want to make sure you're safe. I don't want anything happening to you and if I can reduce the risk of you getting hurt by calling you I'll do it every five minutes."
Casey chuckled on the opposite end of the phone. "I promise you I'll be fine. I'm walking into my office right now." Olivia listened as she heard the key slide in the door and the lock click. "Everything is fine, Liv. Don't worry."
"Sorry, I can't help it. You got your office locks changed, right?"
"Yes and my apartment locks changed. Thank you for being concerned but—" Casey paused abruptly.
"Case? What's going on? Are you okay?" Olivia asked as she was about to rush out of the crib and run to her office.
"Yeah, everything is fine. There's just some envelope on my floor with my name on it. It's probably just something from a coworker," Casey tried to rationalize as she picked it up and tossed it on her desk.
"Are you sure? I can come down and check it for you," Olivia offered.
"Liv, it's not exactly like an axe murderer can fit in an envelope." Olivia heard the paper tear before Casey took a quick intake of air.
"Case?"
"Maybe you should come down here," Casey muttered as she sat down in her chair, feeling sick at the contents.
"What is it? Call security, leave your office, I'll—"
"Calm down, Liv. It's just a letter and some pictures but, uh, I think it's from the guy who attacked me."
"I'll be there in ten," Olivia replied as she sprinted out of the precinct with Elliot on her tail.
"Has anyone else touched it?" Olivia asked as she slipped on a pair of gloves as did Elliot.
"No, I just picked it up when I saw it on the floor and opened it. No one else has seen it."
Olivia carefully picked up the letter and opened it. A couple of pictures started to slide out and she grabbed them before they could fall. Her mouth went slack as she looked through the images, all of her and Casey. She paused at one in particular and felt her blood run cold. It was a dark and fuzzy picture but she could clearly make out her bed where she was holding Casey from a few nights before after the attack. She handed them over to Elliot and unfolded the note and read it.
DYKE. Don't worry, we can still be together. I'll fix you.
Olivia shook her head and handed it to Elliot who bagged everything. "I'm not…" Casey tried to clarify but she wasn't sure how to explain the situation.
"Don't worry, Casey. Everyone knows there's nothing going on between us. This guy is obsessed with you so he's seeing things that aren't actually there," Olivia explained before turning to Elliot. "I want a uniform following her around. We'll treat this as an active threat. We'll need to loop in Donnelly and Cragen."
"No, it's fine, Liv. I changed the locks. Obviously he couldn't get into my office which is why he slipped the letter under the door. He won't be able to get into my apartment either."
"I'm sorry Casey but this is for your own good. It's our job to protect you and I intend to do exactly that."
"She's right," Elliot piped in. "I'll call Cap now and set up something."