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"Okay, she just left the school. It doesn't look like anyone is following her." Amanda spoke into her phone, sitting across the street from the school that Francis's kids went to. His wife, Rita, had just driven off with their three kids in the general direction of where their home was. "She's headed your guys."

A few blocks away, Jameson and Reagan sat in their car waiting for Rita's car to show in their mirrors. Jameson held his cell closer to him to speak into the microphone. "We're in position. Captain, we'll text you when we send her your way."

"Thanks, Liam." Elliot said before hanging up using the smart screen in the car. He glanced over at Olivia in the passenger seat, seemingly lost in thought as they sat on the third level of the parking ramp. "We're trying to save them, Liv."

"I know," Olivia breathed with a nod. "It just feels like we're sending Francis to his death. Even if he makes it out of this alive, we'll have to put him in Witness Protection, away from everything he knows."

Elliot cupped the back of her neck, pulling her closer and kissing her temple. "But, he'll have his family. Everything he loves. Home is where your heart is, not where your house is. If he makes it out of this alive, his kids get to grow up with their father. His wife doesn't have to rebuild her life because he's not there." He met her eyes, giving her a soft smile. "This isn't like Alex. This family will stay together."

Olivia exhaled suddenly. "It changed her, El. She doesn't believe in the system like she used to, like we do."

"I'm sure you did everything in your power to show her that the system does work. It has flaws, but it works. Alex may view things differently, and we don't always agree with her. But, we know where our values stand." Elliot reassured her. "We will keep this family together, Liv."

Olivia nodded, reaching over the center counsel and cupping his cheek in her palm. "Yeah, we will."

Reagan tapped on the driver's window of Rita's pulled over car, giving the almost panicked woman a small smile. When she rolled it down, Reagan tried to calm her down. "Hey, there. I just pulled you over because you've got a brake light out."

Rita glanced in the mirror, but her hands shook despite being on the wheel. "Oh, thank you, officer. I will have to go get them fixed."

"I'll give you the name of an auto shop. They'll give you a great discount if you just say my name." Reagan reached into her pocket, pulling out a business card. She handed it to Rita with the backside facing up.

Rita took the card uneasily, frowning when she saw an address along with a message - You are not safe. Captain Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson will meet you here. 3rd level. Black SUV.

"If you go right now, I'm sure they could squeeze you in quick." Reagan added, waving to the three kids that were starting to grow curious in the backseat. "We don't want anybody else seeing that and pulling you over to give you a ticket. Or worse, somebody rear ends you." She pointed up the road and off to the right towards SVU. "They're just up there. They'll take great care of you. I promise."

Rita glanced down at the card again, her eyes welling with tears. She was so quiet; Reagan nearly missed her next words. "They could be watching."

Reagan shook her head, lowering her voice as well. "We've been watching. We'll keep you and your family safe, Rita." She tapped the top of the car twice, stepping back. "I highly encourage you to go now."

"There she is." Olivia breathed before climbing out of the SUV. Elliot got out on the other side, signaling to Rita as Olivia moved the orange cone they had placed in the parking spot beside theirs. She quickly stepped out of the way of the car and pulled out her badge as she walked up to the window. "Rita, I'm Captain Olivia Benson." She raised her voice to be heard through the window, seeing Rita was too frightened to do much else than stare back at her. "My part-," she quickly stopped and pointed over towards Elliot. "This is Captain Elliot Stabler. We need to get you and your kids to a safe location. Can you open the door and step out for us?"

Rita's head almost trembled as she nodded and opened the door, but she hadn't done anything to take off her seatbelt. "Is my husband okay?"

"Your husband is at work. We have eyes on him. Once we get you and your kids to our unit, we will reach out to Francis in the safest way possible." Olivia kept her tone reassuring, gentle, as Elliot slowly approached them. "Can Captain Stabler help your kids into our car?"

Rita nodded again, almost as if afraid to speak. Elliot made sure to make his intentions clear when reaching for the door and opening it while Olivia unbuckled Rita and helped her out of the car. "Hey, guys. My name is Elliot. I'm a police officer." He showed them his badge, smiling at them. "Do you guys want to come on out and take a ride in a cop car? We'll take you to the station and give you a tour and some donuts, because I'm cliche like that."

Olivia helped Rita stand steadily as Elliot took the kids around to their car. She held Rita's hand while the other rested on her back, almost afraid the woman would crumble under the terror that wracked her body. "Just one step at a time."

"If Louie finds out about this, he'll kill us all." Rita barely managed to get out with strangled breaths.

"Listen to me." Olivia stepped in front of Rita, meeting her eyes. "I am going to keep you and your kids safe, and we'll do everything we can to get Francis out of this. Captain Stabler and I know about Louie Diamond, but we've got a plan. Just remain strong for your kids. They need you right now."

Rita sucked in a deep breath with a more stern nod, managing to collect herself. She removed her hands from Olivia's and wiped at her eyes, drying her face. "I can do that. If it's one thing you learn how to do in Louie's world, it's how to fake a smile and pretend everything is okay." She ran her hands through her curly hair, pushing it back from her face. "Where are we going?"

Elliot's ears perked when he heard the door open, standing in Olivia's office and watching her get the family settled in the conference room with the shades drawn. She had collected a few things for the kids to do along with some drinks and snacks, hoping to distract them until they could get Francis in and questioned. "How is he?"

"Scared, worried about his family." Fin stated as he walked up beside Elliot, smirking when he noticed Elliot's eyes following Olivia as she took care of the partial family. "He seems reluctant to share information, but he came in because we had his family. He's willing to risk his own life being seen here if it means protecting his family." He nudged Elliot. "Not too far off from yourself."

"I've never joined a crime syndicate and put my family in jeopardy." Elliot reminded his former colleague.

Fin clapped his shoulder. "Actually, you've done both on multiple occasions. Sex clubs, drug tiles, crazy lady with multiple personalities who goes after your wife but is actually playing you the entire time." He walked over to Olivia's desk, leaning against the edge of it still facing the conference room. He met Elliot's eyes when he turned to him. "Besides, we know Francis was strong-armed into this. He didn't join for the benefits. He was brought in when Louie saw value in him."

Both men turned when they heard the conference room door open. Olivia walked inside and closed the door behind her. "Hey, did you get Francis in here?"

Fin nodded. "He's in room one, waiting for questioning." He glanced behind him, seeing the man sitting at the interrogation room table with a fidgeting leg and hands stress grabbing his hair. "If we don't go in there soon, he's going to make me bald."

"El and I will take him." Olivia stated matter of fact, pulling off her blazer jacket and draping it on the back of her office chair. She glanced at Elliot to see him removing his own jacket, tossing it on the couch's arm on the other side of the room, before seeing the surprised look from Fin. "What? Think we're rusty?"

"No, I'm just wondering how many people I can get down here to witness this before it starts." Fin shook his head, looking back at Francis. "The poor bastard."

"Where's my family? I was told they were here." Francis blurted out as soon as Elliot and Olivia entered the room with a case file in hand.

Elliot slapped the file down on the table and took a seat across from him. Olivia leaned against the wall, near the window. "Your family is here, yes. But, we need you to answer some questions first. We didn't bring you down here for a little family fun night." Elliot stated before opening the file and turning a close up photo of Louie Diamond to face Francis. "We know that you're working for Diamond. We know there's a deal going down Friday night, and you're the middle man. If anything goes wrong, you're the fall guy. In Louie's world, you'd be the dead guy."

"If Louie knew I was here, I'd be a tortured and murdered guy." Francis retorted. "You cops have done nothing to take care of his crimes. He killed his own wife, and he was found not guilty. He has the money to buy himself out of trouble. It's not legit money, but he makes it look that way with a lot of smart moves." He shook his head, leaning back in his chair. "You guys won't do anything about him, so I'm not telling you anything about him."

"If you play your cards right, Francis, we could end up with undeniable evidence that would put Louie away." Olivia spoke up, crossing her arms over her chest. "We can hide you and your family from him until it's all over. We can keep your family safe."

Francis scoffed, frowning as he stared down at Louie's picture. "Nobody can keep us safe. Louie will kill us all before he's arrested. I'm not going to give him up just to end up dead."

Elliot stabbed his finger at Louie's picture. "If you keep working with Louie, you'll end up dead." He pulled out more photos, victims of Louie's orders. "All these people who he once trusted are dead because of one mistake. One of these girls here made one comment about something stupid that he didn't like, and he burned her alive."

"Imagine what he'd do to me and my family if he found out I was here!" Francis fought back.

"I understand you're scared-"

Francis nearly shouted. "Of course, I'm scared!"

"You should be!" Elliot yelled back. "The New York DA's office is scared of him. Most cops are scared of him. But, you will be scared until the day he decides to kill you if you don't try and get yourself out." He seethed, his eyes boring into Francis's. "So what if you're scared? You have a family to protect. Don't you think they're scared? Do you love your family."

"More than anything." Francis had lowered his volume, but it was still evident he was trying to fight back.

Elliot inhaled sharply, jaw clenched. "Then, do this for them. We can protect them and get you back to them once it's safe to do so."

"It's not that easy." Francis tried to explain, but Elliot cut him off.

"It's never that easy. I know it's not easy to walk away from everything you love and face everything you're afraid of. But if you really love them, you will keep that distance if you think there is even a chance you could cause them pain or endanger them. You do that for the people you love, even if it hurts you. Hell," Elliot snorted as his voice cracked, "it may even hurt them anyway. But, wouldn't you rather protect them even if it hurts than have them hurt by the hands of somebody else?"

Olivia slowly walked over, sitting down beside Elliot and gaining Francis's troubled gaze. "When we picked up your family today, your wife was terrified. She could hardly speak." She pushed Louie's picture closer to Francis. "Whatever fear you're feeling, she's feeling it too. But, we can help you get out if you help us get Diamond."

"How?" Francis asked quietly, almost as if there was no hope to rescue him from his demise.

"Tell us about Friday." Olivia breathed.

"Sorry for the late night, Lucy. You're the best." Olivia smiled to Noah's nanny before closing the door and locking it. She leaned back against the front door though, biting her lip when Elliot walked out of Noah's room and taking off his jacket.

"Well, he's out like a light. Whatever she does to clonk him out like that should be published somewhere." Elliot sighed, running a hand down his face as he tossed his jacket on her living room sofa this time. He frowned though when he met her gaze. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Olivia chuckled darkly, pushing off the door and walking over to him. She reached out, letting her fingers play with the end of his tie. "Do you remember what I told you about interrogation rooms? Specifically, what I liked about you in interrogation rooms." She bit her lip again when his brain wasn't catching up to her words fast enough. "Just let that sit in for a moment."

Elliot watched as she disappeared into her room, further confused by her words. What could she have said about interrogation rooms recently that had her all over him? He slowly entered her room, seeing that she had shed her clothes on the way to the bathroom. He started pulling off his tie as he closed the door, wracking his brain. They talked about interrogating Francis, what it would be like in an interrogation room again. They had reminisced over interrogations together not long ago. About their rhythm, his intensity- "Fantasies." He breathed, his eyes widening.

He nearly ripped off the rest of his clothes until he was down to his briefs. He could hear her giggling, probably catching his belt hit the floor suddenly, before he stepped inside. He found her without a single article of clothing on, naked as the day she was born, and rinsing off her toothbrush she had apparently just used. She was smirking but not at him, not until he walked up behind her and met her eyes in the mirror. His hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his chest as he pressed his cheek to hers. Her eyes were ablaze, matching the intensity in his dark blues.

Elliot moved his hand between her legs, his fingers teasing her folds before meeting her clit in the gentlest of touches. Her eyes closed briefly before they met his again, hooded and buzzed. "Have you been waiting since then to get me home for this?"

"I am very patient." Olivia murmured before turning her head and nibbling his earlobe. "But, I couldn't wait once we walked in."

"So, it's like that?" Elliot asked with raised eyebrows, his member hardening against her backside even more so.

Olivia leaned forward, pressing her palms against the counter and backing up to purposely brush against him with a purr in her words. "Exactly like that."

Elliot wrapped his arm around her chest, her breasts pushed up against his forearm, as he pressed his face against her cheek. He planned to kiss her jaw, but the knowledge of what she'd just confessed already had him panting, and her panting echoed off the mirror in front of them. He wasn't even sure there was air between them with him holding her so tight. With his other hand, he reached down and lowered his boxers as quickly as he could before thrusting inside her.

"Fuck." They both breathed. Elliot's hand that had freed him slammed onto the counter top, and she immediately slapped her own hand on top of his, gripping his fingers while her other hand pressed against the wall beside the mirror. She was anchoring herself for him even with his arm holding her chest back against his own.

He rocked against her, causing her to moan. "Jesus, El." She smiled when he bucked against her. "That's it, baby. C'mon. You've had me ready for hours."

"I hope you're up for a few more hours." Elliot grunted into her ear before securing his hold. He pulled back his hips before thrusting into her hard and fast over and over again, the smack of skin on skin almost as prominent as their panting. He was so close, breathing down her neck. He could feel her quickened pulse against his chin. Even the distance from the mirror, her panting started fogging up the glass. "Shit, you feel so good."

He looked up at the mirror, seeing her eyes closed, mouth open, body jolting from each thrust inside her. "Liv, open your eyes." Her brow furrowed, but they didn't open. He nearly growled it a second time. "Open your eyes."

Olivia felt her gut drop at the sound of his voice, and it dropped another ten floors when she opened her eyes to see his fiery gaze locked on her. "Christ."

"See what you do to me?" He asked, grinning when her head lolled against his. Her eyes remained locked on his though. "This is everything you do to me, Liv. Possessive? Hell yes. Territorial? Absolutely. In fucking love with you and in love with fucking you? Both would require a lifetime of yes's. But, could you really blame me? Could you really ask me to be any other way when I know what you feel like, what you look like when I'm inside you?" He thrust into her harder, causing her hand white-knuckling his to reach up and cup his cheek not pressed against hers. "But, it's all for you, Liv. Only for you."

"You're mine." Olivia growled out, biting her lip to muffle her cry as he got faster.

Elliot held her tighter as his other hand slipped between her legs again, and he spoke just as his fingers made contact with her clit. "All yours."

Olivia gripped his neck as her body tensed, coiling like a spring before releasing. She was aware of Elliot's own release filling her, his groan warming her neck, as his hips faltered against hers. Her eyes must've closed, because she wasn't able to see Elliot again until the high of her climax was starting to taper. They were no longer facing the mirror at the sink. They were both butt naked on the tiled bathroom floor, staring up at the ceiling, both still panting. His arm cradled her head though, keeping her close with some type of contact.

Elliot's own eyes opened to see the ceiling, his vision still a little hazy. "Hey, Liv?"

"Yeah?" Olivia's voice was hoarse, deep and rich though with the endorphins still running through her system.

"Where the hell did that come from?" Elliot asked with a small chuckle.

Olivia began giggling herself. "I have no idea, but you've got the rest of our lives to figure it out for us." She grabbed his hand beside her, lifting it up to her lips to kiss his palm. "I'm just as much yours."

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