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Olivia rubbed her eyes with her knuckles after listening to Elliot explain himself. "How long?"

"For what? The divorce or sobriety?" Elliot asked.

"Pick one." Olivia shrugged shaking her head.

Elliot sighed relaxing into the leather chair across from her desk. "We've been divorced for four years. I have been sober for just a little over a year. I go to meetings to help with that and my anger issues."

"They haven't really helped your anger issues." Olivia huffed.

Elliot smiled. "Believe it or not, I've been doing really well with that. You just happen to be someone who can unravel me in a matter of seconds."

Olivia finally looked up at her, a small smile gracing her features. "Is that a good or a bad thing?"

"Still deciding." Elliot breathed before resting his arms on her desk, leaning closer to her. "I'm really sorry for leaving you, for betraying you, for just putting you through hell. I am prepared to do whatever it takes to make this better between us. I knew that putting you through my issues would only end whatever friendship we had. I saw how you became unattached to your mother when she became drunk. I didn't want to see you do that to me. I was selfish."

"I'm still mad." Olivia stated running a hand through her hair.

Elliot nodded once. "I don't blame you. I-" He was cut off when the office door suddenly opened.

"Benson?" Gemma asked storming into the office with Dave and Mya rushing after her. "Benson! You're last name is Benson."

Olivia chewed on the inside of her lip, glancing at Elliot for any type of answer. "Uh, yes, it is." She looked past her to Dave and Mya. Both of them shook their heads. "I'm guessing you want to talk."

"Talk? You've gotta be fucking kidding me." Gemma spat before running out of the office.

"What happened?" Olivia asked.

"Once you said you're last name was Benson, she figured it out. She isn't blind." Dave said before seeing Gemma disappear into the hallway. "We should probably go after her."

Olivia stood up. "I'll go. I did this." She saw Elliot stand up. "What are you doing?"

"I'm in this as much as you are." Elliot replied before hurrying out of the office with her. "Stairs?"

"Yep." Olivia nodded once before the bypassed the used elevator to enter the stair well.

"Gemma!" Olivia called out seeing the young brunette walking down the empty sidewalk in the rain. "Gemma, stop!"

"Go away." Gemma said wrapping her arms around herself. She whipped around when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Leave me alone!"

Olivia put up her hands. "Listen to me. I wanted to tell you, but you had a lot going on in the past few days. I didn't want to add to your plate by telling you that I was your mother and I gave you up. Putting that boatload of information on you would've just stressed you to your breaking point."

"You don't have a clue as to what could break me." Gemma stated. "You don't know me. Like you said, you gave me up. What I can handle is for me to decide." She looked at Elliot. "I thought you hadn't been around for years."

Elliot scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, I haven't. But, I'm here because I'm the man who gave you up."

Gemma's eyebrows raised. "You're my father?"

"It would appear that way." Elliot sighed putting his hands into his jacket pockets. "I get you are mad about this. I can't even begin to imagine what is going through your head. But, could we just sit down and talk about this like adults? We can tell you whatever you want to know."

Olivia glanced back at Elliot before seeing Gemma debating whether or not to run or follow. "We don't have to talk about it in there," she said pointing towards the precinct. "We can go anywhere you want."

Gemma bit her lip before looking at the oncoming traffic, dozens of taxis waiting for a paying customer. "I'll talk to you on one condition."

"Anything." Olivia breathed clasping her hands together.

"I get to watch you question Danny."

Olivia sat down across from Danny, his handcuffed wrists resting between them. His night in the holding cell obviously hadn't been pleasant with the way his black hair was sticking up in all different directions. There was a small cut on his jaw, the blood crusting over his stubble. He continued to clench and unclench in jaw as he breathed through his nose.

"I assume you know why you're here." Olivia said opening a file in front of her and spreading out half a dozen photos of girls, drugged and barely alive. "Do you know these girls?"

"Look lady, I have no idea what you're talking about." Danny said leaning back in his chair.

Olivia pushed one of the photos closer to him. "It's sergeant."

"Well, sergeant, I don't know why I'm here." Danny stated pushing the picture back over to her. "Where is Gemma? I wanna see her."

Olivia pursed her lips together. "Another detective is talking to her about her charges."

Danny's eyes widened. "Her charges? She didn't do anything wrong."

"Not according to your friend Dale. He says that you're his Lord of a boss who helps him traffic girls around the city for loads of cash." Olivia said before holding up another photo, this one being a photo of Danny standing outside of a club with a wad of cash in his hands. "Care to explain this?"

"It was just a scam. People outside of the club wanted to get in. I let them in for a small fee." Danny said. "It helps pay the bills."

Olivia nodded once. "How else do you help pay the bills?"

Danny rolled his eyes. "I work at a locker downtown. I go in early and come home when it's still light outside. I don't get to sleep in with my baby girl, but I make sure that I'm home every night to go to bed with her."

"Your baby girl?" Olivia questioned.

"Yes, Gemma is my number one girl. She is the only girl for me. I would die before I let anything hurt her." Danny stated punching his index finger into the metal of the table. "Whatever you think I did, you're wrong. I didn't do anything and my girl certainly didn't."

"We found all these girls in a house a few blocks away from the club you were outside of in this picture. Dale ties you to all of this." Olivia said pointing to each picture. "What makes you think DNA won't?"

Danny shoved the pictures aside. "I don't care what Dale says. He's a money-sucking coward. You can't prove I did any of this, because I didn't. Whatever DNA you have won't be mine. I have never cheated on Gemma. Not once. I can't say the same for her, but I love her. I would never put her through that kind of pain."

Olivia raised her eyebrows. "Gemma cheated on you."

"... In her defense, she was trying to save us." Danny said looking down at his hands. "I don't care what you believe, sergeant. I love that girl, and I haven't done anything wrong." Danny said, sounding defeated.

Olivia turned in her chair to look at the one way mirror, knowing that her blood was standing on the other side staring right back at her.

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