Thank you, thank you, thank you for all these kind reviews! I'm so glad you like that story. So as I said, here's the last chapter including the case. (But not the last of this story, don't worry!).

I promise to post the next chapter soon! Enjoy guys.

At Olivia's order, Fin and Carisi had arrested Louis Howards. The young man had been waiting in the interrogation room for more than half an hour and she had observed him for a few moments through the window. He seemed nervous, and that was a good thing for them. The more nervous he was, the easier it would be for them to drive him into a corner. Fin joined her a few moments later, closely followed by Peter. Olivia looked at him, and he understood what he had to do. It was time for the truth to come out, and he had to get him to talk. This was their last chance before the hearing tomorrow to try to nail Paul. She felt that tug again in her chest, whenever they were in the same room. He walked past her, unintentionally brushing her arm with his. The touch sent shivers through her spine but as the both men entered the room, she quickly pushed the thought away and focused on the scene.

"So, Louis. You know why you're here, right?" Fin said, as he and Peter took a seat.

"No, I don't understand. I've already told your colleague everything I know."

"I don't think so." Fin paused, but the boy wasn't in any mood to talk, so he kept going. "You see, we've really gone through the whole thing and there's something bothering us. You told us you had a great time at the party, didn't you?"

"Ye-yeah. I mean, it was just a party."

"You saw Mila and Paul going upstairs." The boy nodded.

"I didn't surprise me. Everyone knew Paul had designs on her. It was only a matter of time."

"A matter of time for what? Raping her?" Fin started to raise his voice.

"Hey, no that's not- I don't know what happened in that room up there. I just-"

"You just what? We've got a photo of you, walking down the stairs that night." Peter told him, showing the picture to the boy.

"I needed to use the bathroom, that's not a crime!"

"No, but being complicit with a rape and obstructing a police investigation is." Peter answered him.

"What? I didn't do anything!" The boy yelled.

"You really want to dive for Mila's rape, and spend the rest of your life in jail?" Fin added. "We've talked to Paul, and he won't have any problem bringing you down for him." He tried to bluff, and it seemed to work as Louis sighed and tilted his head. His legs were jumping nervously under the table.

"What happened? Did he offer you to get your rocks off? To watch the door so no one gets upstairs to avoid hearing her screams?" Peter asked, but the boy kept quiet. Suddenly, Fin hit a sharp blow on the table, making him jump.

"Talk to us!" He yelled at the boy.

"Alright, alright!" He yelled at his turn. "At first, he just asked me to lend him a camera. My father has a lot of futuristic technological equipment, including spy cameras. But I couldn't get it without getting caught."

"So, what? You're going to make us believe that's all?" Peter said.

"I just had to settle a camera in the room, and pick it up once…" The boy hesitated finishing his sentence.

"Once he was done with Mila?" Fin said, on a tone harsh. The boy closed his eyes, and leaned over his elbows on the table.

"What did you do with the recording?"

"He didn't know what to do with it yet. He asked me to keep it on my computer until then." Peter leaned back in the chair, and turned his head towards the window.

Olivia was half relieved. They were finally going to be able to prosecute Paul for the rape, with solid evidence. Peter had requested a search at his parents' house and it didn't take long for the computer technicians to hack the young boy's password and get the video. They also found some of the text messages shared between Mila and Alisha. They certainly could never prove it, but Jessica probably blackmailed him to provide her these messages.

After watching the video down to the last detail, they could easily prove the rape. Olivia had then spent the whole night preparing the hearing, with Mila and Peter. The young girl had trouble accepting the fact he had been able to film her without her knowledge, like a trophy. But she was grateful though that it wasn't published on the Internet.

The next morning, they were pretty confident. But Olivia couldn't help but be suspicious of the opposing party. As with every hearing, she was nervous but had all her trust in Peter. Despite the fact she had claimed he had broken their trust at the last hearing. She felt bad about it. Peter had done everything to try to fix his mistake, and without him they might never have thought of Louis.

Not surprisingly, Peter led the audience with an iron fist and managed to change the jury's mind. Paul was charged for the rape of Mila, while Louis for complicity. In view of their young age, they would probably be placed in a juvenile prison. It was a relief for the girl, who had cried as the judgment was given. As the hearing was drawn to a close, Peter quietly slipped out of the court. He briefly met Olivia's eyes, who was with Mila and her parents. He sworn he saw a brief thankful smile growing on her face, but he preferred not waiting for her.

When he had returned to his office after dropping off his paperwork at the judge's, he didn't expect to find Jessica sitting at his desk. She looked at him with her haughty smirk. He closed the door behind him and sighed.

"Well done, Peter. I have to admit, I didn't expect it at all. You impressed me!" She smiled.

"I can't believe you did that." He said, dropping his briefcase on the couch. He preferred keeping his distance from her, and remained standing in the middle of the room with his hands in his pockets and his sleeves rolled up.

"Is it really surprising you?" Peter didn't need to explain himself. Both of them knew what the other one was talking about.

"I should have known you would end up in the scam one way or another." It was her turn to let out a sigh, as she got up from the chair. She walked around the desk, letting her fingers slid over the wooden edge and walked to him. He stiffened at their closeness.

"You know I never back down from anything. When I want something, I always get it." She let her perfectly manicured fingers wandering on his bare forearm. He looked down at her hand and stood still. She was so close to him he could feel her warm breath on his cheek. She brought her lips to his face, but he titled his head away before she could reach him.

"Stop it." He replied in a cold, harsh voice. She straightened, looked at him with her head tilted and narrowed her eyes.

"You really do have a crush on that Lieutenant, don't you?" That question caught him off guard, and he tried his best to seem indifferent.

"This is none of your business."

"I can see why she would be interested in you. I mean, I know your worth. But you, I'd never pictured you to be into older women." He clenched his fist inside his pants and felt immediately protective of Olivia, even though she wasn't there.

"You don't know her. She's everything you'll never be." Jessica couldn't contain her laugh, full of bitterness.

"Peter, Peter, Peter." She shook her head. "It's only a matter of time until you realize she's not the one for you. And when that day comes, you will crawl to me."

"I suggest you to take the first flight to Chicago, and never set foot in New York again." His look was dark and piercing.

"Is that a threat, Peter?"

"An advice."

"Well, you never know. Maybe I'd stick around a little longer." She replied, putting her finger on his chin before leaving the office. He watched her leave, not without some disregard for her.

Later that night, Olivia was wandering the streets of Manhattan. She couldn't sleep. Noah was still on his school trip, so she had allowed herself going out for a walk instead of being locked up alone in her apartment. She didn't know if it was a coincidence or her subconscious that brought her here, but she found herself in front of Peter's building. She stayed a few moments in front of the entrance, and thought about the last few days. They hadn't spoken to each other outside of work since their fight in her office. She had told him that she no longer wanted to work with him after the case and now that it was over, she didn't know where she stood anymore. She felt the need to apologize to him, but she was also afraid of having to deal with her own feelings once she'd go through that door.

Peter was a few floors up, watching an old baseball game with a beer. When he heard knocking on the door, he looked at his watch and wondered who could be there at such a late hour. A little voice in his head begged the heavens not to let it be Jessica. He turned off his television and put his beer down on the coffee table. When he walked towards the door, at no time did he imagine he would find her behind it. So his astonishment was hard to hide when he opened the door and met her standing there.

"Olivia…"

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