Beau woke up upon hearing a deep sound. He flickered his eyes a couple of times and looked around him.

He was sitting behind the steering wheel of his car. On the passenger seat, a half drunken bottle of Jack Daniel's he had bought at the liquor stores he had stopped at.

He heard the tapping sound again and light filled up the car.

He turned his head toward the window and saw a few cops and MAs around the vehicle. The MA standing at the window told him to lower his window and he complied.

"Vice Admiral Beau Simpson?"

"Yes."

The men looked at each other and the MA took a step back.

"I'm going to ask you to vacate the vehicle, Sir."

He narrowed his eyes. "What's going on?"

"Sir, please exit the vehicle slowly, with your hands where I can see them."

Beau opened the door and stepped out of the car, his hands up in front of him.

"Turn around and place your hands down on the vehicle."

Beau did as he was told and as he placed his hands flat out on the body of the car, he saw the state his hands and knuckles were in.

The MAs and the cops noticed as well.

The MA frisked him, then took out his cuffs. He then grabbed one of Beau's hands and brought it to his back and cuffed it.

"Rear Admiral Beau Simpson, you are under arrest for the physical assault of Dr. Olivia McKinley."

He grabbed his other hand and did the same.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say, can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney, if you can't afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?"

"Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Do you understand your rights, Admiral?"

"Yes."

The MAs that had accompanied, Jake to the hospital walked up to him.

"Rear Admiral Simpson has been arrested and is being taken into custody."

Jake nodded but said nothing.

The hours dragged on and with each one passing, concern for Liv increased. Jake knew the saying 'no news means good news', but he knew it was premature to hold on to that.

Seth walked out through the ER doors and Jake shot straight up.

"Both surgeries went well, their bringing her up to the ICU for observation. Her liver was in bad shape, but Doctor Masterson was able to salvage 25% of it."

"So, what happens know?"

"Luckily the liver is the only organ who auto-regenerates itself, in a few months, it will be back to its normal size. Her arm will take more time to heal, and she'll need physical therapy."

"What timeline are we talking about?"

"Full recovery time can range anywhere between three months to a year. It's too early to tell exactly how long it will take."

"Will she still be able to practice medicine?"

"Not until she had recuperated at least 75% of mobility in her arm."

Jake started to decompose in front of Seth, even though he felt Natasha's hand on his forearm.

"I know it's a lot to take in, but she's strong, she'll fight this."

"Can I see her?"

"Not for another couple of hours."

He narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

"Remember what we talked about earlier?"

"Yes."

"We still need to take care of that and it's a rather long and meticulous process. But I promise you that I'll come get you the minute it's over."

Martha walked inside Livi's room. She had done sexual assault kits before, she was one of the qualified nurses to do it, but she had never been prepared to do one on a colleague, a friend.

She knew that if she had been called up, that Livi was conscious, she needed her consent to do the more invasive exams and evidence collection.

She walked up to Livi's bed and looked at her. Livi raised her left and out to her and Martha took it and squeezed it.

"Livi, I don't want to put you through this unless I really need to. Were you sexually assaulted?"

Liv opened her mouth and tried to talk but not only was her throat dry, but her jaws hurt.

"You don't have to talk; you can simply shake or nod your head."

Martha saw Livi, close her eyes.

"It's OK take your time."

When Livi opened her eyes again, Martha asked her the same question and she nodded.

"Was it today? We are the 27th of June."

Livi shook her head.

"Was it yesterday?"

Livi nodded.

"OK. We're going to get started, I will ask your consent each time before I proceed with the collection of evidence or exam. You have a right to not give your consent at any time. Do you understand?"

Livi nodded.

Martha took a tamper-resistant, urine specimen container in her hand.

"I need to take a urine sample to check for any drugs or run a pregnancy test. Do I have your consent to proceed?"

Livi nodded.

Martha went to the sample port of her urinary catheter and extracted 20ml from it with a sterile syringe before transferring its content into the urine specimen container. She closed it up and put a seal on it.

"I need to take a blood sample. Do I have your consent?"

Livi nodded.

Martha kept going through the checklist slowly, respecting Livi's pace. She collected 25 hairs from off her head and placed them in the envelope. She then had proceeded to do an oral swab.

She then placed a table sheet under Livi and did the genital exam, pubic hair combing, vaginal swab, and cervical swab, to which Livi had given her consent to, each time.

When she was fully done and had placed all the evidence in the kit, Martha came and sat by her bed.

"If you need anything, I'm here for you."

"I know," she heard Livi say in a whisper.

"OK," said Martha as she stood and walked out of the room with the kit in hand.

Seeing that Martha was done, Seth walked inside the room.

He placed himself by her head and caressed her hair, lovingly.

"I have a very worried and impatient Lieutenant waiting downstairs. But I want to make sure that it's what you want before I bring him up here."

"Yes."

"OK. I'll go get him and, in the meantime, you should rest."

She nodded and he saw her close her eyes as he walked out of the room.

He stopped by the nurse's station.

"The only person allowed in her room is Lieutenant Jake Seresin. I don't want MAs or law enforcement to be able to access her room until further notice."

"Yes, Doctor Maliloo," replied the head nurse.

"And if they have a problem with that, they address their concern to Doctor Masterson, Doctor Kean or me."

She nodded and he headed to the elevators.