:As a note to somedaycelebrity: I tried to review your story, but it said the story was not posted. I read it, but it wouldn't let me review it, so here is my review:

I don't think Elliot would do that, and neither would Casey Novak. It is a good story, but several points: A) longer chapters, (I know, practice what I preach) B) Elliot would never treat anyone like that, and C) Casey isn't that type of person. She knows her limitations, occasionally, but she would not compromise Elliot's and Liv's 'relationship'.

Sorry I couldn't review it in the normal way, but the only accessable computer, is a butthead. Please continue to R&R. Everyone. Gamista:

Chapter 7

"Captain, we got him," Stabler said about ten minutes later.

Him and Harnes had arrested Chris, and were about to head to the precinct. Harnes was looking out her window as he called Cragen.

"Great. Bring him in, and take him straight to line-up. We'll have Amy waiting."

"Shouldn't we interrogate him first?" Stabler asked.

"No. We have the vic's description, we need the verification first. And then we ask questions. Is that clear?" Cragen asked.

Stabler sighed.

"Crystal, Captain," he said, and hung up.

He looked at Harnes and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She had tears in her eyes, when she looked at him. She nodded, but turned back to the window and let the tears fall. Meanwhile back at the precinct:

"Munch, get Amy back here and get a line-up ready. They got him," Cragen said, to the three waiting detectives.

Benson smiled and nodded. Fin just nodded and Munch gave a glare and went off to his desk. Twenty minutes later, Stabler and Harnes emerged with a struggling Chris Harnes between them.

"Let me go! I'm innocent! You know me! I wouldn't hurt a fly," he was begging with them.

"You may not hurt one, but we aren't talking about flies," Stabler said, not looking at him.

He shoved Chris into the waiting arms of two police officers.

"Line-up," Stabler said.

The officers nodded and took him away, but before he was out of range, he started shouting.

"Lizzy! Don't do this! You'll regret it! I will get you! You will pay you bitch!" he screamed.

"Take him away!" Stabler shouted after them.

"Where's Amy?" Harnes asked, looking at Benson.

"Interview room 1. Do you want to do it?" Benson replied.

Harnes nodded. She walked into the interview room and Amy looked at her, and fear filled her eyes.

"I don't wanna see him! He's gonna hurt Cody!" Amy said, tears falling from her eyes.

"He won't. He's gonna go away for a long time. I promise," Harnes said, kneeling down beside the little girl.

"But what if he gets out?" Amy asked, sniffling.

"Then I will do everything in my power to protect you. I promise. Will you help me though?"

Amy looked at her, and then her mother, and back at Harnes, and nodded.

"Okay. I need you to come with me," Harnes said, holding out her hand.

"Can my mommy come?" Amy said.

"Yeah, she can. But she can't tell you anything. She needs to be quiet," Harnes said, looking at the child's mother, who nodded.

"Of course," she said.

The little girl took Harnes' hand and followed her out the door and to the room overlooking the line-up.

"Now he can't see you. So don't be afraid," Harnes said, kneeling down.

"Can you see, honey?" Stabler asked, looking at the girl.

"No. I'm too short," she answered.

"Do you want me to pick you up?" Harnes asked.

The girl nodded. So Harnes picked her up as Stabler pushed the intercom.

"Let them in." he said.

A door at the right of the line-up room, and six men, including Chris Harnes, walked in. Amy looked over all of them as they reached their spots and stopped. Her eyes fell on Chris and foze.

"N…n…num…number four," She whispered.

"Are you sure?" ADA prosecutor, Alexandra Cabot asked.

Amy nodded and turned away, burying her head in Harnes' shoulder.

"Get him out of there and into a room. We need to talk to him." Stabler said, as Amy started to cry.