Elliot and Olivia were, once again, at one of the numerous clubs of Netro Cantanova. As of yet, they recognized no one from the previous party. Making their way through the crowd, they barely heard as their alias names were called from above.

" Jack! Jennifer!" They looked up and saw a slightly drunken Netro waving at them. " Come on up!" Glad at the easiness, they did.

Up on the balcony, the same crowd lingered. Avita was nowhere to be seen. Netro led them to several chairs in the center and motioned for them to sit down with him. He was drinking something from a shot glass that Elliot was willing to bet was illegal. He gazed at them, smiling.

Olivia, impersonating an air of uncaring asked, " So, Avita didn't come tonight?"

Netro laughed. " Oh, she came. Avita!"

Unable to contain her sudden panic, Olivia looked over to Elliot who was trying to maintain a smooth face. They watched as Avita came over, not noticing them. If she had, she more than likely wouldn't have done what she did next. Netro caught her hand and pulled her to him. She sat down in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as his slid around her waist. Both detectives were slightly shocked by the amount of smacking as the kiss continued. Netro seemed not to care that they were there and proceeded in sliding his hands up Avita's shirt. As they broke apart, Olivia saw the smirk on their faces.

Avita turned, with his arms still under her shirt, now snaking around her waist, before reaching for Netro's glass and drinking from it. Her lips were swollen and she was still smiling. Her expression quickly changed as she saw that the two last people she wanted to see, sat across from them. Putting the glass back down, she whispered to Netro who nodded and moved his arms. Avita stood and walked away.

" She is in a bit of a mood tonight, I'm sorry." Netro sipped from his glass and studied them.

Olivia stood. " Excuse me." Netro smiled and nodded at her before talking to Elliot as she walked away.

Making her way through the many drunken people on the dance floor was not easy. Olivia could barely see the retreating figure of Avita, as she turned sharply left and disappeared. Following her, Olivia found the door she had gone through which led to a set of stairs. This club's layout was a lot different then the last one. Proceeding up the stairs, which were pitch black, she was caught off guard as a figure grabbed her on the second landing.

Olivia grasped the arm that was around her neck and felt the coldness of a gun as it was pressed to her head.

" You know, if I killed you now, no one would ever know what really happened." Olivia recognized Avita's voice.

" Jess."

" Don't call me that." Avita spoke with a cold anger. Olivia was shocked when she was released without another word. She heard Avita continuing up the stairs and resisted the urge to pull out her gun as she followed.

Avita opened a door at the very top and held it open. Olivia stepped through. The room beyond was obviously Netro's if he chose to spend the night here. The walls were painted black. A black suede couch was against one wall. A television was hung on the opposite side. In the corner was a bed that was covered with black sheets and a black comforter. Olivia bet that the whole room's furnishings were worth more than five years of her salary.

Avita turned on the single light, which was covered by a black shade, providing a dim glow that filled the room. She laid the gun on a table next to the couch and sat down on the bed. Olivia walked closer and carefully stood in front of her.

" Why did you come back here?"

" Because it's my job."

" Don't give me that! I threatened to tell Netro if you returned and you still do. What do you want?"

" I want you to admit what Netro's done to you so we can convict him of one of the many crimes he's committed."

A vicious glare was directed at her as Avita spoke. " Netro has never done anything to me."

" Are you telling me that the kiss I just witnessed between you was a father-daughter kiss?" Olivia scoffed. " I hate to break it to you, but I've never seen a father kiss his daughter like that."

" I started it." Olivia saw that Jess was giving in.

Walking closer she weighed her words carefully. " Jess, no matter what, it's illegal."

" But I wanted it. I love him."

" That doesn't matter. You are under age and under the circumstances, it's also incest."

" He's not my biological father."

" That doesn't matter, Jess."

Olivia waited for several minutes before finally going over and sitting a foot or so away from Jess on the bed. " It's not his fault."

" Tell me what happened."

Jess looked up and met her eyes. " What do you mean?"

" Tell me when it started. How it started. And why."

A few tears came down Jess's face before she nodded. " It started when I was twelve. It was at the other club. I'd been upset most of the day because one of Netro's so called 'friends', hit on me. He came over when I was alone and started touching me. I didn't like it and asked him to stop, but he just grinned and forced my hand on his…." Jess stopped for a moment and glanced at Olivia before continuing. " Netro saw it, he saw me crying and came over. The guy was on the floor in a second. As soon as he let go of me, I ran. I knew that no one would come into my room, let alone the apartment it was located in below the club because Netro forbid it. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door and I knew it was Netro. I didn't answer, knowing that he would come in anyway. He came over to the bed and sat beside me and I just collapsed. He held me for a long time and I cried into his shoulder. When I had stopped crying, he pushed me away and looked into my eyes. He smiled and wiped my face with his thumbs. He said, 'I will never ever let anyone hurt you.' I said, 'Promise?' He nodded and I hugged him again. I sat up and looked into his face and said, 'I love you.' He told me the same and was shocked when I kissed him. You should have seen his face. He basically fell back on the bed with me on top of him. When I stopped he sat back up and stared at me. I took his hand and placed it on my side before kissing him again. He broke off and said, 'Jess.' I said, 'Shut up.' After that, he put his hands on my back and fell on the bed. We kissed for a long time and then…the next morning I woke up, naked in the bed beside him and I knew. I wasn't scared though. I was happy. His arms were around my waist and I knew he loved me."

Olivia stared for a few seconds. Jess had stopped crying and looked at her.

" I bet you think I'm a slut, right?" She laughed without humor and wiped her face.

" No. I don't think you are." Jess stared at her, shock etched in her face. " I think you're confused."

Apparently offended by the idea, Jess sat up and scoffed again. " No, I'm fine."

" Jess."

" I'm fine." Olivia watched as the resolve on her face started to melt and the girl's eyes met hers with tears in them. " I don't know anymore." She collapsed into tears and fell against Olivia. Olivia held her.

" It's okay. I know. It's okay."