Olivia stepped around Elliot. "About what?" She hadn't done anything that would require questioning by IAB. She looked at Cragen, and saw he wasn't surprised by Tucker's presence. "Captain?"

"You need to go with him." Cragen said.

"What for?" Elliot said, trying to put himself between Olivia and Tucker again.

"She's under investigation." Tucker said, his tone flat. "For assault."

"For assault?" Elliot asked. "You don't believe what Logan told you, do you?" He motioned towards Olivia. "Look what he did to her! Are you arresting him?"

"Detective Benson is not under arrest." Tucker said in a gruff voice. "Yet. We just need to talk to her."

Elliot took a step closer to Tucker. "You son-of-a-bitch."

"Back up Stabler. This doesn't concern you." Tucker said.

"It does involve me. She's my partner." Elliot said angrily, stabbing a finger at Tucker. "And you didn't answer my question. Have you arrested Logan for his assault on her?"

"Logan claims it was self-defense." Tucker said.

Olivia was shocked that Tucker had revealed that information, but she knew he did it to rile Elliot. He would love it if Elliot would take a punch at him so he would have an excuse to put a mark in his jacket…suspend him…or even take his badge. He'd been trying to get one of them for years, and honestly, Olivia didn't know why he had such a vendetta against them. She stepped up next to Elliot. "Self-defense? I didn't touch him. He's lying." She said, putting a hand on Elliot's arm.

"Well, that's why I'm here, isn't it?" Tucker said. "Let's go." He turned towards the door and then paused to look back at them. "Leave your guard dog here. He's not invited."

"Try to stop me." Elliot said, taking another step forward. He felt Olivia's hand on his arm, trying to pull him back, but he wrenched his arm free. "Why do you have such a hard-on for us? What the hell have we ever done?"

Tucker took another step towards Elliot so they just a foot apart now. "I don't like you Stabler. And I know you've gotten by with a lot of crap over the years. I just haven't caught you yet." He narrowed his eyes. "But I got your partner. And for me, that's almost as good." He glanced at Olivia. "Maybe better."

Cragen moved over and stood by Elliot. "Just go." He said to Tucker, motioning towards the door. Tucker looked between Cragen and Elliot, and it looked like he was about to say something but must have decided against it. He turned and headed towards the door, never looking back.

Olivia started to follow, but Elliot grabbed her upper arm and stopped her in her tracks. "Maybe you should get your union rep before you answer his questions."

"She's not under arrest Elliot." Cragen said. "They just need her side of the story to discredit Logan."

Elliot whipped his head to look at Cragen. "You trust him?"

Cragen looked down for a moment and then back up at Elliot and Olivia. "No." he looked towards the closed bedroom door and then back at them. "Tell you what. I'll go with her. As her Captain, I'm allowed to listen in. Munch and Fin can handle things here."

"I'll stay here." Elliot said. He was happy that Cragen was going to go with her. He wanted to know exactly what Tucker's questions were, and he wasn't always certain Olivia wasn't glossing over things. "Just make sure you ID that bastard as the one that assaulted you Liv."

Olivia nodded and started towards the door, when she heard the bedroom door open.

Amy walked out of the bedroom and stopped, looking at all the people filling her hotel room. "Olivia?" she asked with uncertainty.

Before Olivia could answer, Cragen stepped forward. "Detective Benson can't be here right now, but Detectives Munch and Fin are going to take to you."

Amy nodded.

"They want to talk to you about last night."

"OK."

"I'm going to stay here too." Said Elliot.

"But he's not going to say anything." Cragen said sternly, wanting to make sure Elliot knew he was here to listen only.

Olivia walked over to Amy and put her hands on her friend's shoulders. "Just make sure you tell them everything that happened last night. Everything you can remember. OK?"

"I will." Amy said, trying to smile but failing. She reached up and touched Olivia's cheek lightly. "Then will you tell me what happened that I can't remember?"

Olivia pressed her lips together. "I'll try." She gave Amy a quick hug and then headed back towards the door. She glanced at Elliot as she walked past him and tried to give him a small smile. Elliot watched her walk out the door and hesitated only a second before he followed her out.

"Liv." He said quietly, happy but surprised that he didn't see Tucker waiting for her.

Olivia stopped and turned back towards him, and he closed the gap between them. He put both hands on her upper arms and leaned in slightly. "Watch yourself with Tucker."

"I will."

"I'm serious. He's going to try to trip you up." He brushed her hair back from her face and Olivia shivered slightly at the intimacy of the gesture.

"I'm not hiding anything El."

"With Tucker, it doesn't matter. He'll find a way to make you say you did something you didn't."

"Good to know you have so much faith in me." Olivia said, trying to make it sound like a joke, but failing.

"I trust you Liv. It's Tucker I don't trust." Elliot slid his hands down her arms until he was holding her hands in his. "You have a concussion. You're not thinking clearly."

"I'm a big girl. You need to stop worrying about me."

"Never gonna happen." Elliot said, tugging her hands slightly and forcing her to take a step closer to him. "You'll call me when you're done?" he said, his warm breath in her hair.

"Benson!"

Olivia and Elliot jumped and quickly dropped their hands.

"Well. Isn't this cute?" Tucker said. "What the hell is going on here?"

"Nothing." Said Elliot. "I'm just reminding my partner what an asshole you are."

Cragen came striding out of the hotel room and took in the scene in front of him. "What's the problem now?" he said, looking at Tucker.

"You should ask your detectives that." Tucker said, disdain in voice.

"Olivia. Go." Cragen said, not biting on Tucker's comment.

Olivia looked at Elliot one last time and then turned and walked up to Tucker with Cragen right behind her.

Elliot watched them go, cursing his own stupidity. He shouldn't have touched her…shouldn't have been so close to her when he knew Cragen and Tucker were both around. But for some reason, he couldn't seem to help himself. He'd held her so much in the past twelve hours, and she'd let him. Hell, she initiated it. It was confusing and wonderful and he didn't know what was happening, but he was going to be a selfish son-of-a-bitch and take every moment he could.

Tucker could go fuck himself.

Elliot waited until he saw them all disappear into the elevator and then he headed back into Amy's hotel room. He heard Amy talking, but she stopped when he entered the room.

"Keep going." Munch said gently. "So, you and Olivia met your friends at Chaos…"

Amy told them about meeting up with Chloe and Jamie, the drinking, the dancing.

"Anyone in particular stand out from the crowd? Anyone you recognized?" Fin asked.

Amy thought about it for a few seconds. "No. I didn't know anyone there."

"How many different men did you dance with? "

Amy shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. A few. Mostly I just danced with Olivia and the others."

"Anyone you danced with more than once?"

"No."

"Anyone send drinks to your table?"

Elliot was happy with the questions Fin and Munch were asking. They were covering all their bases, even though Olivia had told them she hadn't seen Jason in the bar, and that it was Jason that attacked her. They needed someone to corroborate Olivia's story…without any prompting from them.

Amy shook her head again, wincing as she did so. "I don't think so. I don't know." She dropped her head into her hands. "Do you think I could get some coffee?"

"Sure." Munch said, and Elliot picked up the phone and called Room Service.

"So." Fin said, "You were drinking and dancing. Do you remember when you decided to leave the bar?"

Amy sighed. "Not really." She leaned back against the couch. "Olivia told me earlier in the night that she wasn't much of a drinker anymore, so she said we could drink and she would make sure we all got home." She closed her eyes, as if that would help her remember.

"Do you remember if the music was still playing? Lights on or off?"

Amy opened her eyes. "I don't think the bar was closing, because I vaguely remember saying that I didn't want to go."

"But you left anyway?"

Amy scrubber her hands over her face. "I guess so."

"Did you walk or take a cab?"

Amy closed her eyes again and then opened them. "It's all kind of a blur. I'm seeing bits and pieces…I think we must have been walking."

"All four of you?"

Amy furrowed her brow. "I don't…I think it was just me and Olivia. Chloe and Jamie left." She said the last part like a question.

"OK. So, what happened next?" Munch asked.

"I don't know." Amy said, dropping her head back into her hands.

"Do you need a break?" Elliot asked.

"I need coffee." She said. "And some more Tylenol."

"The coffee will be here soon." Elliot said.

Amy sighed again and turned back towards Munch and Fin. "I remember…" she stared at a spot behind them, as if playing the scene in her head. "We were walking together…a cab…we needed a cab."

Munch was nodding.

"Jason…" Amy said suddenly, her eyes darting back to Munch's. She pressed a hand to her mouth. "Jason was there." She whispered. Amy's eyes darted around, looking back and forth across the floor and back at Fin and Munch. "What was he doing there?"

"Are you sure it was him?"

Amy furrowed her brows together as she let her fingers trail down her chin until she dropped her hand in her lap. She nodded. "Yes. I'm sure."

There was a knock at the door and Elliot moved to open it. The room service waiter carried in a tray with a pot of coffee and several ceramic mugs, and Elliot motioned for him to set it down on the table next to Amy. When he had gone, Amy poured herself a cup and took a few sips, cursing at how hot it was.

"What happened after Jason got there?" Munch asked.

Amy shook her head while she blew on her coffee to cool it off. "The next thing I remember, I woke up here with a screaming headache." She looked over at Elliot and then back at Munch and Fin. "I don't remember what happened. Did Olivia bring me back here?"

"I can't answer that." Munch said. "I need you to try to remember."

"That's bullshit." Amy said. "I'm trying to figure out what happened and you can't fill in the missing pieces?"

"I don't have the missing pieces. That's what we're trying to do here." Fin said. "When you woke up, where were you?"

"In bed." Amy said, taking another sip of coffee.

"Were you still fully clothed?"

"No. I was in my underwear." Amy said.

"Do you remember getting undressed?"

Amy shook her head. "No."

"Do you have any injuries?"

"Injuries?"

"Yeah." Munch didn't elaborate.

"I don't think so." She looked at Munch.

"No bruises or soreness?"

"What are you asking me?" Amy asked.

"When we're done talking here, we're going to take you to the hospital for a physical exam." Munch said. "Since you don't remember anything that happened, we need to make sure you weren't assaulted in any way. We'll also take your blood."

"You think Jason did something to me? And I don't remember?" Amy said, covering her mouth with her hand again. "Oh God. I'm going to be sick." She launched herself off the couch and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

Elliot winced as he heard her retching. He turned towards Munch and Fin and saw the same look on their faces.

"What do you think?" he asked them.

"Her story lines up with Olivia's. If Logan knocked Olivia out, then he could have taken Amy back here."

"But we had cops and CSU crawling around this hotel until early this morning."

"Maybe he took her somewhere else first." Fin said, shrugging his shoulders.

"If she doesn't remember, we may never know." Elliot said grimly.

"Could she really have been passed out that whole time?" Munch asked.

"Maybe he drugged her." Fin offered.

"Could be. I guess we'll find out when we get the blood test." Elliot said, looking back towards the bathroom. The room was quiet, and he imagined Amy with her head resting against the cool porcelain. He pushed himself from where he was leaning against the table and walked towards the bathroom door. He knocked lightly. "Amy? You OK?"

The door opened and Elliot backed up as Amy walked out, holding a towel against her mouth. She passed by Elliot and sat back down on the couch. "I think…" Amy's voice was shaky. "I don't think…I mean…wouldn't I be able to tell if…"

"It depends on what happened." Munch said gently. "The exam will tell us."

"I can't believe this…" Amy said, leaning back against the couch. "Wait a minute. Did Jason do that to Olivia? To her face?"

"Do you remember that happening?" Munch asked.

"Would it help if I said yes?" Amy asked.

"I need you to tell the truth." Fin said.

Amy shook her head. "I don't remember…"

Munch looked at Fin and then back at Amy. "Is there anything else you want to tell us before we leave?"

Amy shook her head before covering her face with her hands again.

EOEOEOEOEO

Olivia sat across from Tucker with her arms folded on the table in front of her. She had relayed everything she had told Elliot and Cragen, and now Tucker was just staring at her. He hadn't interrupted once as she'd told her story, and she didn't know what to make of that. But she was bracing herself because she was certain he'd have questions now.

"So, you maintain that Jason Logan punched you unprovoked?"

"As I said, Jason pulled Amy from my grasp. Amy said his name, so I knew who he was, and I told him to take his hands off her. I identified myself as NYPD and moved towards him."

"And punched him?"

"As I said, I didn't touch him."

"So, he just punched you?"

"Yes."

"So, you were unconscious and you didn't seem Logan abduct Amy?"

Olivia shook her head. "That's what I said."

"Were you drunk?"

"No."

"Your blood test will tell us how impaired you were."

"I know all of that." Olivia said. "I'm telling you the truth."

Tucker just stared at her for a moment, and Olivia knew it was an intimidation tactic. A tactic what wasn't going to work on her. She pushed her chair back from the table.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I told you what happened. I've answered all your questions. I'm leaving."

Tucker stood up. "You haven't answered all of my questions."

Olivia paused. She couldn't imagine what else he had to ask, so she didn't say anything. She looked at the window; she knew Cragen was on the other side. Olivia turned her attention back to Tucker. "What else do you want to know?"

Tucker hesitated a second, staring at her again. "I want to know what the nature of your relationship with your partner."

Olivia thought she had been prepared for anything, but Tucker's question surprised her. She glanced up quickly at the window and then back at Tucker. "I think we're done here." She said.

"Detective." Tucker said as she rounded the table.

"I've answered all your questions." She pulled the door open. "The only thing left for you to do is arrest Jason Logan for assault." Olivia walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her. She glanced at Cragen as she walked by, wondering if he was going to say anything.

"We'll charge Logan." He said.

Olivia nodded. "I'm going home."