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Olivia furrowed her eyebrows as she walked into her apartment, finding Gemma glaring at Elliot and Elliot frustrated with Gemma. Neither one of them even glanced her way as she entered. "What's going on?"

"I told Gemma that I wanted her to take a day away from the case, but she insists that she's fine." Elliot snapped, cocking his head as he continued to stare at his daughter. "She won't admit that she's having a hard time."

"I'll have a hard time until this case is closed." Gemma stated. "A day alone here isn't going to do anything Jimmy said he was going to be texting me today. I could use the distraction of an interrogation or an interview or whatever you want to call it." She turned to Olivia. "I just want this to all be over with."

Olivia wrapped her fingers around her keys and nodded before looking to Elliot. "El?"

"No."

"El, this is her choice." Olivia stated, her voice soft but firm. "I called Fin, and they have some information. Other than the tape from yesterday, we don't have anything concrete. He admitted to giving Gemma to johns along with other girls, but we need to smoke him out of his club." She could see the vein in his neck protrude out under his skin. "If you don't want to go-"

Elliot cut her off, turning to grab his jacket. "If she's going, I'm going." He looked back at Gemma, tossing her jacket to her. "Ready?"

Elliot fumed as he, Gemma, and Olivia rode on the elevator up to the squad room. He knew this was Gemma's choice. He knew that she was just trying to make everything go faster. But after last night, watching her shatter into a million pieces, he wanted to keep her as far from all of this as possible. He wasn't even mad at her, just the situation. But, he hadn't said a word to either of them since they left the apartment. Every attempt they made to get him to lighten up was worthless, ending in him only giving grunts as answers to questions or comments.

Gemma cleared her throat as she stared at the number indicating what floors they were passing. "Do you think everyone in that room has listened to the tape from yesterday?" Her voice sounded small, not broken, but nervous.

"I'm sure Amanda and Fin only kept it between themselves." Olivia reassured her. "It's their case."

When the elevator doors opened, Gemma reached and clutched onto Elliot's hand, squeezing it tightly. Elliot turned to her, his anger dissipating when he saw a scared teenage girl. She wasn't the tough as nails girl who was always making fun of him. She was genuinely scared and needed his support. Using his free hand, he cupped the back of her head and kissed her forehead. "Listen to me. This is the last place in the world where you need to be scared or worried or embarrassed. We're all here to fight for you."

Olivia rubbed Gemma's back. "C'mon, baby. We'll make this as quick as possible." She kissed Gemma's cheek before squeezing Elliot's arm as a silent 'thank you'.

Elliot squeezed Gemma's hand reassuringly as they walked out towards the squad room. She kept close to him. Her tough as nails exterior was back, heels clicking on the concrete floors below her. She looked like a woman in charge, but he could feel the tremors in her hand resting in his. "We're not going anywhere. We'll be with you the entire time." He whispered.

As they entered the squad room, Fin and Amanda stood up with files in hand, holding back questions. Beside them, Carisi, back from vacation, walked over with a smile and his hand outstretched. "You must be Gemma. I'm Detective Carisi."

"Nice to meet you." Gemma smiled, letting go of Elliot's hand and shaking Carisi's. "I haven't seen you around."

"I was on vacation. I guess I chose a terrible time, because I missed a lot of information." Carisi stated, glancing over at Olivia. "She looks like you."

Olivia chuckled with a nod. "I've been told." She saw Elliot furrow his eyebrows. "She has her dad's eyes though."

Carisi turned his attention to Elliot, making no move to shake his hand or smile at him. "So, you're the ex-partner who just walked out on her with no good reason. Glad to see you could show up for this."

"This again? Couldn't this have all been taken care of in an assembly line or something?" Gemma questioned with a roll of her eyes. "Quit busting his balls. That's what I was created for." She fell silent when Amanda walked over, clearly nervous about coming over. "I'm not wearing cuffs again today."

Amanda shook her head. "I wasn't going to take them out." She glanced back at Fin. "But, we do have some more questions for you." She turned to Olivia. "I know that you probably have some work you want to do. We can hold off on questioning her if you want to be there."

Olivia shook her head. "Let me just catch up on the cases. I'll bring my paperwork home with me, so we can get this over with." She rested her hand on Gemma's back, using her other to point to the conference room off of her office. "I'll meet you in there in a couple minutes."

Carisi watched as Olivia walked into her office before turning back to Gemma. "Well, I'm going downstairs to pick up some breakfast. Can I get you anything? A coffee, a donut? I think they might have scones."

"I'm not picky. Surprise me." Gemma smiled with a shrug.

When Carisi walked away, Elliot leaned over to her, gently grabbing her arm. "What are you doing?"

"What? He was cute." Gemma breathed. "Hey!" She whined when Elliot dragged her into Olivia's office. "She said the conference room." When Elliot let her go, she straightened out her shirt, huffing out a breath.

"I can't leave you two alone for a minute." Olivia sighed, half amused at how childish they were around each other.

Elliot pointed out to the squad room. "She was hitting on one of the detectives."

"Please, that was mild flirting at best." Gemma stated with a roll of her eyes. She looked over at her mother. "That Carisi guy. What's his situation?" Olivia's eyes widened. "Really? You too? I can't think a cop is cute. If anything, you should be happy I'm interested in a cop."

"Yes, but I doubt he's interested in eighteen year olds." Olivia retorted, rubbing her forehead. "Just go to the conference room. And, don't flirt with my detectives. You're profession has made you way too good at it."

Gemma walked over to the conference room with Elliot trailing closely behind her. "You two are no fun."

"This was when you were sixteen." Amanda stated, laying out photos of a beat up Gemma and mug shots of Jimmy. "Jimmy was arrested that night for solicitation of a minor. The john who paid for you beat you up pretty good before the cop came over to stop it."

"Busted two of my ribs." Gemma breathed, picking up the picture of her bruised face. "Jimmy accused me of having the cops nearby to bust him. When I got out of the hospital, he beat me up again to prove his point. "Jimmy wouldn't even let me press charges against the guy. Said I deserved to be beat up for allowing a cop to catch me. Last I heard, the guy killed himself by swallowing a gun barrel."

Fin pointed to her rap sheet. "There's two charges like these. What happened the other time?"

"Ironically, it was the night before my seventeenth birthday. The same cop drove by as Jimmy was giving me my cut from my. . .services." Gemma shifted in her seat. "I couldn't really deny. All the girls were getting their cut. At that time, there were only a few of us. Out of all of us, I'm the only one left who can still make a profit for Jimmy."

Amanda flipped a page in their notepad. "Who were they and what happened to them?"

Gemma shrugged. "I just knew their escort names, but we were all busted that night with Jimmy. Angel died from an overdose last year. Tina and Viv both went missing after a john rented them for a night. Once Jimmy realized what was gong on, he took care of the john." She ran a hand through her hair. "Beth. . .she was in deep with Jimmy. She hated that I was his favorite. Didn't realize how much I hated being his favorite. One night, she came at me with a box cutter and cut my arm. Jimmy hung her from the ceiling fan and took me to the hospital."

"When was that?" Amanda asked.

"A few months after the second bust." Gemma whispered, staring blankly ahead. "The only reason I'm not dead is because I haven't crossed Jimmy. If he finds out about any of this, I'm dead. It doesn't matter how fucked over he is about me. His freedom means more to him than my life."

Fin shook his head, reaching over and patting her hand. "He won't get away."

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