Casey sat at her desk and finished typing up an opening and closing argument for a case she had the next day. She looked at the picture on her desk of her and Liv, and just sat and thought. She missed Olivia so much, but was trying to stay strong through the whole thing, but this whole process was almost impossible. Olivia had been undercover many times before, but this was the first time they had been separated for a significant length of time since they had been married. As she clicked "save" she saw her phone vibrating on her desk. It was Olivia.

"Why hello there counselor, still at the office I see…."

Casey was dumbfounded about how well her wife knew her.

"I can't believe you knew that," Casey said. "It's unbelievable how well you know me."

"Well, I know without me you'd be pouring yourself into work, so I figured that's what you'd be doing now. Let me also ask you this, how many books have you read since I've been gone?"

Casey was embarrassed. Olivia had been gone for six weeks and she was ploughing her way through some literature.

"Only six actually. Without you, I do have a remarkable amount of free time on my hands…"

"Six? Are you kidding me Casey? I've only been gone six weeks and you've read six books? I'm not sure I could read six books in a year."

Casey laughed. "Well, maybe you couldn't. But a lot of that is my fault as you are normally busy when I'm around…."

Olivia was getting beyond hot as she heard Casey's fairly low, throaty voice. She didn't tell her, but as she spoke, she reached inside her pants and began to touch herself.

"How is the case coming?" Casey asked.

Olivia knew that she shouldn't share this kind of information with Casey, but there was no one on this world she trusted more than her so she figured that she would be OK telling her.

"It's OK. This guy Stansfield is a real prick. We were close a couple weeks ago with one of his victims, but she got scared at the last minute. He seems to like me though and is always asking to take me out and such, but things keep coming up that deter me from getting close to him."

"Coming up?" Casey said. Now it was her turn to show how well she knew her wife. "Olivia, this is not the traditional Olivia Benson I know and love. I realize that maybe you don't want to get close to him because of me, or what he may do to you, but you owe it to the victims, those poor little girls, to do whatever it takes to bring this cocksucker to justice. So I suggest the next time he asks you to do something, you do it. Hell, maybe he'll fall on his own granade."

These words brought a big smile to Olivia's face as Casey was dead on. "You're right Casey. I do feel like this guy isn't very smart, and I can nail him. He seems like the typical arrogant rapist."

Just as Olivia said that, she heard a knock on the door. "I'm sorry Casey, but someone's here. I've gotta go, but I'll call you as soon as I can."

Olivia hung up the phone and walked to the door of her hotel room, and right before she opened the door, she realized that her pants weren't zipped up. She quickly corrected that problem, and opened the door, only to find Rachael and an equally young friend of hers, incredibly battered and beaten. Her heart sank as Derek had gotten to them yet again.

"Does your offer for help still stand?" Rachael said.

"Of course it does sweetheart, please come in."

"What's your name?" Olivia asked the other very young girl.

"It's Alice, and I'm 15," she answered.

"Can you both tell me what happened to you tonight?"

They both exhaled and told a very sordid story about how Derek had come home drunk, and ordered one of them to sodomize him with a strap on while the other gave him a blow job. When the first shift was over, the switched. When it was all over, Derek decided the job wasn't to his liking and he beat the hell out of both of them. This whole tale disgusted Olivia to no end, and she vowed that she would put this fucker behind bars.

"We need to take you both to the hospital and get you guys checked out," Liv said. "You both have some serious bruises and probably some broken bones, and you need serious medical attention. What are your parents phone numbers?"

"Olivia, please, if we go into the hospital, Derek will find us, and who knows what he'll do. Please, can we stay with you? And please don't call our parents."

Olivia was less than impressed with this diatribe as she had heard the same thing many times before. She wasn't asking the two girls, but politely telling them what was going to happen.

"Rachael, Alice, listen. I know this is hard, but you need to see doctors, and your parents need to know what's happening. Rachael, you said you haven't seen or talked to your parents in six months, despite all of their efforts to try to get you to come home?"

"Yes, that's true," the young girl said softly

"Trust me. I will make sure nothing happens to either one of you. I'll get police officers to watch your rooms in the hospital, and I'll also make sure Derek doesn't come anywhere near you anymore. You can trust me, I promise."

The girls agreed, and Olivia drove them to the hospital for X-rays, and told the staff there the situation. Charleston PD responded and brought two uniformed officers to guard the two of them, and a restraining order was filed against Derek. It turns out they each had deep contusions, two broken rips, and Alice had a fractured cheekbone.

Olivia really wanted to stay the night with them, but realized she needed to step things up in terms of collaring this guy, so she stayed as long as she could, and then she called the bar and told the owner and manager not to give anyone her address and also obviously not to tell anyone that these two girls were in the hospital. Then she called Rollins and asked her to come over. They then called the girls some more and did more research, and found out this was a pattern of Derek's. Drunken rages and forcing girls to sodomize him and then give him a blow job followed by beating the hell out of them. When all this was finished, they went to the local precinct, where they knew who Olviia and Rollins were, and they gave them a written statement from the girls that Olivia had gotten as well as one they had tape recorded. In the statement they said there were 10 other young girls with similar stories.