"Mister Toby. He hurt me lots of times, mommy."

Olivia's heart stopped. It was true. Her daughter had been attacked. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't think.

"He made me take off my undies and he touched me there. It hurt weally bad mommy." She told Olivia, her chin quivering. "He put his fingers inside of me and made me take off my shirt. I didn't like that! He said I liked it, but I didn't, mommy, I didn't like it! He hurt me so bad."

"Does Mister Toby work at your school?" Huang asked Celia, his face giving away no emotion at all.

Celia nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks. "P-pwease don't t-tell him I told you." She started crying, her little shoulders shaking.

"Oh, sweetheart." Olivia turned her daughter so she was holding her like a baby, squeezing her tightly. Just like Celia, tears rolled down her own cheeks, but she tried to stop them, tried to be strong for Cece.

"Don't worry, Celia, he can't hurt you. Did he say he would hurt you if you told someone?" Huang asked after Celia had calmed down a little.

"No." Celia sniffed. "He said he was gonna hurt my mommy. He said he was gonna kill her if I told anyone. He said it was gonna be all my fault if she died!" She went into a new round of tears. "Don't let him kill my mommy!"

Olivia pushed her daughter's hair back gently, more tears coming from her eyes, too. "Sweetie, this is not your fault. It isn't your fault at all. It's all his fault. Don't think it's yours. And no one's going to hurt me, baby, I promise. No one's going to hurt me or you ever again."

Celia started sobbing, wrapping her tiny, frail arms around Olivia's neck and putting her face in her short hair. Her little body shook uncontrollably, and her breathing was shallow and shaky.

"I'll give you some time." Huang stood up and walked out, closing the door behind him softly.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so sorry." Celia said into her daughter's hair. "He'll never touch you again. You'll be okay." She kissed the crown of her daughter's head. "We'll be okay."


Meanwhile, Elliot sat on the worn-in chair across from his boss of almost thirteen years, his vision glazed over and adrenaline running through his veins. Cragen was talking, but he wasn't listening.

"Elliot? Elliot." Don leaned forward with his hands on his desk, annoyed. "Are you even listening to me?"

Barely looking up, Elliot met the captain's eyes.

"Give me one reason not to fire you on the spot."

Who the hell did that asshole think he was? Telling Elliot he would rape and kill Celia. Cute, innocent little Celia. If he hadn't been stopped, Elliot would have killed the sorry son of a bitch. Celia was like one of his own daughters; he could not even begin to think about anyone hurting her. And if anyone ever did he wouldn't be able to be stopped when he got to them. It made him mad just to think about Frank. God, he wish he could have just hit him a few more-

"Elliot!" Cragen yelled, snapping Elliot out of his trance.

Elliot rubbed his hands over his blue dress pant-clad knees. "Sorry, I'm a little distracted at the moment."

The old man shook his head. "Elliot, if I don't take your job, it's gonna cost me my job. Do you understand that?"

Elliot hung his head.

Cragen stood up. "I'm sorry, Elliot. I wish I didn't have to do this. Please turn in your badge and gun." He stuck his hand out, waiting for Elliot to hand him over his police equipment.

Elliot looked up at him in awe. "Cap, you can't do this. Do you know what that guy said to me?" he stood up to, getting angry.

"It doesn't matter what he said, all that matters is what you did."

Taking a step toward the desk Don was behind, Elliot pointed his finger at him. "He basically confessed to Emily Dunkin's murder-"

"That doesn't give you an excuse to beat-"

"And he told me that he would take Celia and Olivia next!" Now Elliot was yelling, and very angry. His face was red, the veins in his neck bulging. He clenched his fists, imagining killing the bastard.

Don looked shocked. His mouth hung open a little bit, and he looked too surprised to speak.

Elliot nodded, still shaking with anger. "I would've done way more if-"

"That's enough, Elliot." The captain held up a hand, silencing him. "I'll think about it. We'll see if we can make a deal with him. You're off work for a week though, no pay. And that's not negotiable." His voice had a that's final sound to it.

Someone knocked on the door and let himself in. It was Huang. "Elliot, I think Olivia needs you right now."

Elliot's eyebrows furrowed. "Why? Is she okay?"

Huang nodded. "She will be."

"What happened? Where is she? Where's Celia?" Elliot was really worried now.

"They're in my office. Just go." He stepped out of the way and let Elliot by.

Cragen didn't even bother to yell after Elliot to tell him to hand over his badge; he knew it wouldn't do any good. "What happened to Liv?" he asked Huang instead.

Huang gave him a sad look. "Celia was attacked at her preschool."


A/N:

Okay, I know it is another shorter chapter, sorry! Originally, I wrote this like twice as long, but it was too much, so I split it into two chapters. But, that means a sooner update! Maybe even tonight, depending on how many reviews this chapter gets... hint hint ;)

And, one more thing, I wanted to make a shout out to some of my amazinggg reviewers!

courtneylovejason: thank you for the idea about El & the captain!

LauraMF3: In chapter 6 all Elliot and Olivia did was kiss. It said "They had kissed for hours, but didn't go further." Glad you're liking the story!

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