That Monday afternoon went as well as Rafael could've hoped for. He got a fair amount of work done, his mother staying rather than going home, played with the kids, helped Noah with his school work.

He had more than a few work calls to take but managed to juggle the situation well enough, and when Olivia got home they all chatted for a while before sitting down for Quimbombo con Carne de Puerco y Bolitas de Platano, something neither Olivia or Noah had eaten before. It was Okra Stew with pork and plantain dumplings, and his mother had made Abuelita's recipe.

Olivia quite liked it. As for Noah, he was very hesitant to try the stew at first but eventually gave in. He managed to eat the meat and plantains out of it, leaving the broth, but they didn't expect the boy to like everything.

He helped his mother clean up after dinner, while Olivia made sure the kids were bathed, then brought out some junk food, everyone sitting down to watch a movie together as a family.

They all needed it, but the issue with Rollins was definitely bringing up some things for Olivia, regarding her own brother and how he passed. It was clear she was rattled by everything that was going on.

On Tuesday, things got interesting. They quickly learned on Tuesday that Rollins' sister Kim had called their father who had driven to town to see them both. Kim had wanted to stay with her sister, but Carisi had managed to convince his fiancée that it wasn't a good idea, finally succeeding when the lovely, piece of work, father tried to worm his way into staying with them as well.

The mess had come out when Kim, who was staying at a motel Carisi had put her up in, along with her father, showed up at the precinct.

Fin had had some choice words, as had Rafael, but Rafael had opted to bite his tongue where Fin decided not to bother, warning her she was running out of chances.

Meanwhile, Rollins got a call saying that her father had overdosed, but was currently stable. Rollins had looked like she'd just been punched in the gut. "I'm sorry, Captain, but can ya'll-"

Olivia nodded, knowing what was being asked. "Go. We'll be fine."

She nodded, clearly anxious. "Thanks."

"Captain-" Carisi said softly.

Olivia eyed the blond. "Go with her, Sonny. Whether she admits it or not, that is her father, and it's got to hurt."

"Thanks, Liv."

"Call if you need anything," Rafael said pointedly, the blond wasting no time in running from the room as fast as he could.

Shaking his head, Rafael tried to resume the topic at hand. They did have work to do still, unfortunately, if they were going to put enough pressure on Trey, the head of the company they were going after, who Rafael had learned, thanks to Carisi, was an old college friend of one of his senior ADA's - Vanessa Hadid. He wasted no time in talking to the woman and see if she couldn't shed further light on the situation. The more leverage he had, the better in cases like this. Unfortunately, that got him nowhere. Or so he thought.

He was rather surprised when Hadid showed up at the 1-6, and he wasn't the only one. The entire squad turned their heads.

"Sir," Hadid said with a nod while she walked in, "we need to talk about Trey. I went to your office and your assistant said you were here."

He nodded. "Let's take this to the captain's office."

Once the captain, the ADA, and himself were in Olivia's office, they closed the door, Olivia going a step further and closing the blinds.

He turned to Hadid. "Talk."

Unperturbed, she pulled out an undercover mic and audio player, evidently deciding to let the audio speak for itself.

Almost immediately they heard Trey Harrington's voice.

"You should have called me."

"I assured my boss," Hadid instantly said, "there's no way this was coming from your office, but she's a former adult film actress with very little experience in pharmaceuticals. - The optics of -"

"It's a business, Vanessa."

"If a sales rep wants to trade favours, how can we police that?"

"How bad is it?"

"It hasn't gone to the DEA."

"Good," Trey said without missing a beat. "They're already up in our grill. All this outrage and scapegoating."

"But the drugs are addictive."

"Of course they're addictive," Trey said, "to the addict."

"Trey, I'm talking to you as a friend now."

"What if you were talking to me as a friend and a consigliere?"

"I'm with the DA's office," Hadid pointed out.

"Mm, for now," Trey said, "but, bluntly, I'll be looking for a new house counsel. Look, until I can lure you over here, maybe you could, uh, keep tabs on this case."

"What's your worst fear here?" Hadid inquired. "How much exposure do you have?"

"Look... Did we downplay the addictive qualities of these drugs? Did we push them harder than we should have?" Trey admitted. "It's a corporation. We were trying to get as large a market share as we could. But if someone's looking to take us down..."

Hadid latched onto that comment. "So, what can I do for you now?"

"It would mean a lot to my family, and to me," Trey said, "if you could report back on where this investigation is going. I can see a bright future for us. Professionally, politically, and personally." The man then spoke as if adding an afterthought. "I always felt we ended things prematurely."

"Your father wasn't gonna let a Hadid marry a Harrington," Hadid said.

Hadid ended the audio at that point, looking at both Rafael and Olivia. "There's enough there, for now, I think."

"You make a good undercover, Ms. Hadid," Rafael said. "However, you should have given us a heads up." He eyed her. "Still, good work."

"I leveraged a personal relationship," Hadid said. "I'm not proud of that."

"Why wouldn't you give us a heads-up?" Benson inquired.

"I had to hear for myself," the senior ADA admitted. "If this didn't pan out, you never would've known." The woman sighed. "I wish I was happier about this."

Rafael recognized the expression on the woman's face and genuinely felt for her, despite how difficult she was at times. It was so easy to put himself in her shoes back when he was being confronted with Alex Muñoz's corruption. He didn't know what to say, however, so just gave her a sad smile before bringing their meeting to a close.

Olivia eyed him. "You're arraigning Trey?"

He nodded. "First thing in the morning if I can swing it."

She nodded. "And the others-?"

He was saved from replying when Tamin knocked on the door, even with the door now being open, Carisi and Rollins standing not far behind her. "Sorry to interrupt, but Rick Rudolph wants to speak to you, Counsellor."

He eyed Olivia, feeling pleased with the news. "And the feeding frenzy I've been waiting for begins." Smirking, he started walking out the door.

He didn't even bother to stifle a laugh when he heard was Olivia call out after him. "Make it hurt, Counsellor."

He had some hangups with addicts as he knew how fickle they were, but if you were willing to take advantage of someone at their lowest point, especially when you were supposed to help, you really were the scum of the earth in his opinion. "Believe me," he said, "I want nothing more."

Within the next two hours, Rafael had four plea deals signed, them all selling out Trey to protect themselves from harsher charges. So predictable.

Unfortunately, the drama going on in Rollins' life wasn't over just yet, as she'd found out that her father had taken his IV out and just left, leaving a note behind.

He'd found out while he was Kim's plea hearing that afternoon, not that that had gone remotely as expected.

He was sitting in his office that evening finalizing some things for the upcoming plea hearings when Carisi came in.

"Hey," he said, giving Carisi a small smile. "What's up?"

"I wanted to say thank you," Carisi said. "I don't know what you said to her, but something finally got through to Kim. Amanda says Kim was the most clearheaded she'd ever seen her."

"She wants them to send her upstate, as soon as they can," Rafael said. "I could've kept her out of prison, at least through Harrington's trial, but she didn't want that. Her father's OD scared the hell out of her."

Carisi nodded. "It's for the best. She even told Amanda that the only way she's ever gonna get clean is to go back to prison." He played with his face some. "The girls don't need the toxic mess in their lives, so I'm honestly relieved her and Jim are now out of their lives once again."

"Believe me, Sonny," he said, "I get it."