A/N: Just to explain myself in case anyone gets upset, when Munch says the perp may be a pro-life nutcase, I'm not editorializing about being pro-life. I know only a few pro-life people go the violent way, just like only a few supporters of fill-in-the-blank are violent.

Life continued on without much change for the next few weeks. Elliot and I adjusted fine to being in love and having to work together. He didn't have another episode like the one with David again even though there were a couple of perps who flirted with me. It had always been like that, which is one of the reasons two women would never be partnered although men are. Sexual equality and feminism can be taken too far. I'm obviously glad that I can be a cop despite being a woman and I know there are plenty of women who thrive in the same scary situations as men, but I wouldn't feel safe without a male partner. Women are just targeted a lot more.

We dealt with lots of fairly tame cases which was a relief after the Strapp case, but we eventually got another really tough one. It was not at all as violent as the other (I hoped I would never encounter one that was worse), but it was still hard because we had no idea what the perp's motivation was.

There had been a string of rapes, all within a few days of each other. None of the women knew their attacker and none could even give many details about him. All we knew for sure was that he was tall, strong, and probably deranged.

Most rapists use condoms in an attempt to protect against any DNA evidence. This man did not do that. His DNA was not in the system so we could not ID him, but we could conclusively tie him to six rapes. The only other information the women could give us was that the man did not say a word until the very end when he said to each of them, "Abortion is murder." He then made them repeat the phrase over and over while he held them at gunpoint.

"What it comes down to," Elliot said, coming over to the rest of us at John's desk, "is that this guy wants to impregnate his victims."

"And he wants them to keep the babies," I added, trying to sound nonchalant. I'm sure Elliot knew that I was again feeling guilty.

"We checked with abortion clinics in the area, thinking this guy might be a pro-life nutcase getting back at women who have had abortions, but nothing came back." John handed Elliot two files. "Teresa Brooks is the only one with kids, and Nicola Vasquez had a miscarriage. None of the other vics have ever been pregnant."

"Margo Swenson and Alice Dunaway were found together," Fin said. "They both say they had never met before."

I sighed. The case made absolutely no sense. None of the women knew each other, they didn't go to any of the same places, they didn't even look similar. I felt like my brain wasn't working, and I knew I wasn't the only one. To make matters worse, though, I had been feeling light-headed and dizzy for a couple days. I wasn't sure what was wrong, but I wasn't at all concerned. It just made concentration even harder.

Cragen came over. "Another woman just came forward. Mari Sahili."

"Taken the same way?" Fin asked.

"Yes, she was unlocking her front door when she was hit in the head from behind, knocking her out. She was found in an alley by some kids."

"Anything new about the attacker?"

"Blue eyes," Cragen said pointlessly.

"That should narrow it down nicely," John remarked, looking back through the files. He glanced up at me. "You don't look so good, Olivia."

All eyes turned to me in concern. I shrugged. "I'm ok. Just a little off for some reason."

"Get some rest," Cragen said. "Not in the crib, just take the night. Thirty minutes wouldn't do you much good, and I'd rather not have you tonight than have you get really sick and be out for longer."

I opened my mouth to argue, but Elliot shook his head. "He's right, Liv."

"Ok," I conceded.

"I'll come check on you later," he said.

"Ok. See you." I went outside in the pouring rain.