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Olivia rubbed her eyes as she walked into her kitchen, moving to the coffee pot immediately and turning it on for her morning routine. But, she forgot about everything when she looked in the living room to see Gemma curled up on Elliot's lap, sleeping soundly. Elliot, on the other hand, looked like he hadn't slept a wink since the night before. She hurried out to the living room. "What happened?"

"Is she using your shampoo?" Elliot asked, half out of it.

"Yeah, she uses my vanilla bean one. Why?" Olivia asked, furrowing her eyebrows as she sat on the arm rest of the couch.

Elliot finally turned to look at her. "She smells like green apples." He leaned his head over, resting his head on Gemma's. "Just like when she was a baby. Who knew, huh? I never thought green apples would mean so much."

Olivia moved to sit on the coffee table in front of him, hoping to maintain some eye contact with him. "El, you're scaring me. What is going on?"

"She couldn't sleep. She finally cracked, Liv." Elliot stated, his voice sounding like a verbal shrug. "Our baby girl finally cracked. And, I've been up all night thinking about how selfish I was back then. I sent her away. I couldn't bear the thought of upsetting a wife I couldn't stand, so I gave my baby girl away. Look what happened. We could've done so much better. We could've raised her together, watched her grow. Instead of giving into the pressure and selling herself, we could've helped her when times got tough. She'd have a life. She wouldn't have cracked." He teared up, his hands forming fists, visible even under the quilt covering them and Gemma. "I broke our little girl, Liv."

Olivia teared up and leaned forward. "El, you can't think like that." She rested her hands on his knees when he started shaking his head. "El, even if she had been here, she's a proud girl. She wouldn't have come to us with her problems, even if we had been the ones living with her. Danny was the best person in her life, and she kept it hidden from him. If we had kept her, our lives would be completely different. You and I might not have the relationship we have now. Once someone found out Gemma was yours, we would've been split as partners." She caressed his cheek, a single tear falling down hers. "I didn't want to give her up either, but we both know that things could've turned out a lot worse than they are now."

Elliot's blue eyes met her brown ones. "She's our baby, Liv. The last time I held her, I could practically do it with one hand. She was completely dependent on us, and we turned our backs on her."

"We gave her the best chance we thought possible." Olivia breathed, trying to get through to him. "Look at what we've been through. Did you really want to put her through that? The attacks, the hostage situations, our fights, our kidnappings?" She shook her head. "It would've been painful for her to see us like that, to be put through any one of those situations let alone all of them." She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Elliot's. "Please, don't put yourself through that. I know we didn't picture this for her or for us, but it's better than a lot of the people we've met in our careers. Let's just focus on that."

Elliot held his daughter tighter, but he listened to Olivia's words. He knew in his head that things could've been a lot worse depending on what happened over the years if something had been different. He just couldn't stand to see the strong woman his daughter had become crumble before him in a mass of tears and exhaustion. "What are we going to do about Amanda? She's trying to put her away, Liv. She wants to put our baby in prison."

Olivia shook her head. "After what happened yesterday, nobody in the squad room would let her lay a hand on Gemma." She leaned forward, brushing back some of Gemma's hair. "You smelled it too, huh?"

"I don't understand how she could still smell like green apples." Elliot agreed with her, letting out a small smile after hours of tormenting himself. "You did eat a lot of fruit when you were pregnant with her."

"If we were to go by what I ate, she would smell like kiwi." Olivia chuckled before standing up. She caressed his cheek. "You know this is our fault, right?"

Elliot nodded and wrapped his hand around hers, squeezing it reassuringly. "Yeah, it's just going to take a little time for me to accept it."

Olivia squeezed back before letting his hand go. "Do you want coffee?"

"I think I'll try to sleep a little before then. I think we deserve a day off from this." Elliot yawned. "I know she could definitely use a break from all of this. The case, our entrance into her life, it hasn't exactly been an easy time for her. Plus, now she finds out she's going to be running a sex trafficking business with her rapist/business partner. She's only eighteen. I'm a full grown adult, and I'm still trying to get caught up with everything."

"Well, then catch up on your sleep. I'm going to get Noah ready and off to school." Olivia said before sipping her own coffee. "I'll call Fin and see where the case is. Hopefully, they did some digging last night, and they have some answers for us to finally get Gemma off prison's target list."

Olivia walked out of Noah's school as she pressed her cell phone to her ear, jogging back towards the sidewalk and to her car. She fiddled with her keys when the other line finally answered. Tutuola." Fin's voice sounded through.

"Tell me you and Amanda found something." Olivia said as she climbed into her car, shoving the keys into the ignition before locking the car. She leaned back into the leather set, closing her eyes as she dropped her head back. "Please tell me there is evidence against this guy so we can slap some cuffs on him."

"Well, we found evidence that basically confirms everything Gemma has been telling us. At least, all the things that she didn't lie to us about in the beginning." Fin said. "The club is private property, but he has permits for, and I quote, a regular and loud house party. It's one of the oldest buildings in the city. She knows this building. He owns the whole block, and there are tunnels to every building. Catching this guy outside of them is going to be like waiting for the Godfather to finally let somebody live."

Olivia sighed. "So, Jimmy is protected."

Fin nodded. "Very. Luckily, we don't have to worry about his relationships to anyone of a certain power or money status. He's kept his profile pretty low-key despite the pimp side business. He's probably laundering those funds through the club to look legit to the IRS."

"Well, he took thousands from Gemma's boyfriend, Danny, to buy her out of the business. Jimmy only considered it a payment for a period of time longer than a few hours in a car." Olivia reminded him. "You listened to him yesterday, Fin. He has an attachment to my daughter. He's not afraid to hurt her, but he thinks that his hurting is actually helping or pleasing her."

"The most dangerous kind of predator in cases like this." Fin breathed before shaking his head. "He does have a rap sheet though, and you'll never believe what he was picked up for."

Olivia lifted her head, her eyes opening. "What?"

Fin smirked. "Solicitation of a minor." He lifted up the rap sheet, Jimmy's mug shot plastered at the top of it with his birth information. "And, the minor was one Gemma Benson. It happened right outside of our jurisdiction two years ago." He set down the paper. "If they had been one street closer, it would've been our case."

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