A couple of months had passed by; Alex had sought out therapy to help her move on from her experience. She and Munch were still seeing each other, but still kept their own apartments. Alex referred to her apartment as an expensive storage unit, since she spent most of her nights at Munch's. But, Alex was more relieved to hear that both, Kurt and Roger, would be facing life in prison, with no chance of parole. Alex was sitting in her office closing up some cases when there was a knock at her door.

"Come in," she said. The door opened and Munch walked through the door with two bags of Chinese take out in his hands.

"I've got Sesame Chicken for you." He smirked as he set it down on her desk. He leaned across her desk and kissed her. As his lips touch hers she ran her fingers down his cheeks.

"How your day going?" she asked as Munch sat down in the chair across from her.

"Nothing to eventful, fortunately." Said Munch, "I've just been catching up on paper work."

"Well that's good." Smiled Alex, "I've been trying hard to catch up with everything here. It got so chaotic for a while, I'm still trying to organize everything."

"I told you I'd help you."

"And I told you that I have a system that no one can understand." Smiled Alex.

"I know, I know." Laughed Munch, "So I've been thinking."

"About what?"

"Maybe you should stop paying rent on your expensive storage unit." Said Munch

"Oh really," Smirked Alex, "and what will I do when my land lord takes all my stuff and throws it on the street."

"Move it into my apartment." Munch answered.

"What could we possibly do with two beds?" asked Alex. Munch crooked an eyebrow and looked and Alex, "Munch!" she laughed.

"I don't know, we'll figure it out. You don't have to; it's just a thought. I like the idea of you living with me, since you basically do anyhow."

"I'll think about it," said Alex.



Celia was sitting on the couch in her living room holding a phone in her hand. It was her day off and she was contemplating whether or not to call her sister. Just then, Fin walked into apartment and saw her sitting there.

"You haven't call her yet?" asked Fin.

"No." she said putting the phone down on the coffee table as she stood up, "I don't know if I can."

"Why not?" he asked as he pulled out some left over pizza from the fridge.

"Because the same thing will happen, that happened last time." Sighed Celia as she hopped up on the counter.

"I did realize that you had spoken to them after their encounter with me while we were in academy." Said Fin.

"I talked to Corrine about 3 years ago." Said Celia, "She was supposed to be getting married, and wanted me there, but I knew my parents were going to be there, so I wouldn't go."

"I'm sorry baby." Said Fin as he took her hand in his own and kissed it.

"Don't be. I'm not." Said Celia, "My parents were abusive to both Corri and I, the only problem was that I was the only one who was strong enough to leave. I was the only one clean. Corri was, and probably still is a smack addict."

"I would call her." Said Fin, "at least try and find her, that way maybe you can help her."

"I tried once before, and again I got used. She used me because I had money. I gave her money to get clothes, so she could get a job and get some help but she spent it on drugs." Said Celia, "I can't get caught up in it again, I can't get you involved in it either."

"Look, call her and find out what's going on." Said Fin, "No one said you had to take her in, and no one said you had to go to your parents."

"But I have to call my parents." Said Celia, "They are the only people I can call to find out where she's living, if it's not with them."

"I know how close you two used to be, and I know how badly you want her to be your Maid of Honor, but you don't have to call her if you don't want to." Said Fin, "No one's forcing you."

"I'm going to think about it some more before I call her." Said Celia as she hopped off the counter, "I'm going to do the laundry." As she tried to walk out of the kitchen, Fin grabbed the waist of her jeans and pulled her towards him and held her in his arms.

"I only get an hour for lunch, you're not leaving." He smirked before he kissed her.

"Fine." She smiled, "How are Alex and Munch?"

"I think they're just fine." Said Fin as he picked her up, grabbed a bunch of grapes and carried her into the living room.

"Is she feeling better from all that happened?"

"I would guess so." Said Fin as they started feeding each other grapes, "I know she's still staying at his place."

"I'm happy for them, I think they're adorable." Smiled Celia.

"John's a little bit worried about the age thing, but I think that when he really thinks about it, it doesn't bother him." Said Fin.

"We have a bit of an age difference." Smirked Celia.

"Ok, a 6 year difference between you and I is a little different from Alex and Munch." Fin laughed, "He said he's almost afraid to meet her parents. He thinks that he's older than her dad."



Later that evening Alex walked into the squad room at the SVU offices, John and Fin were just about to leave. John looked up to see her with a slight look of shock on his face.

"What are you doing here?" John asked, "I was just on my way to pick you up."

"I was thinking we could go to dinner at that bar you guys like to go to." Said Alex.

"You sure you wanna go there, it's a cops bar? You know how cops feel about attorneys." Smirked John

"Fin call Celia, let's go get some dinner." Alex yelled to him. Fin looked up at her.

"Where?"

"That bar up the street."

"McCaffery's?" asked Fin, "It's a cop bar."

"Let's go." Alex laughed.