There's always some reason, to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day…

The four detectives sprinted up the stairs, as fast as they could. They got to Rachel's apartment and found the door half open. Guns drawn they entered. Shouts of "Clear" filled the apartment. Olivia walked in to the bathroom. The smell hit her first…coppery…then the colour. Crimson blood covered the walls and the body of a young woman, lay naked in the tub, a dark slash covered her throat and her body had been disfigured. Her eyes filled with fear and betrayal. Olivia kneeled by the side of the bath.

"She's here." She shouted. The rest of her colleagues came rushing through. They stopped dead as soon as they entered.

"She was right. He got to her." She simply stated. "And we failed her…" She got up, shaking her head, and left the small room. Fin and Munch followed her out the room, making calls on their mobiles already. Elliot stayed and looked around the room, at the devastation.

"I'm sorry," he whispered and left.

"What did he do to her?" Elliot asked as he and Olivia entered the ME's room.

"You got yourself a sicko, that's for sure. Stabbed 54 times by what appears to be a Swiss army knife, was raped at death or just after…" she told them.

"Final humiliation, the last thing she'd see was his face violating her…" Olivia sighed, her work often disgusted her but this, just blew her mind away – after all this woman had been through.

"She died from the throat wound and bled out… No semen, or any other bodily fluids but this girl up a fight, skin under the fingernails and defensive wounds on the arms. We've taken it and sent it to be analyzed. And we did this find this wrapped in a plastic sheet, rammed down the poor girls throat." She told them, picking a sheet of paper up. "Seems your guy left you a little note" She passed it to Elliot.

" 'Rachel's perfect now and not a problem anymore, Beautiful…' Dammit…we know who this is right?" Elliot snapped. Olivia nodded.

"Carl Cooper? We can't arrest him though – yet?" she replied. "Thanks." The last comment directed to ME Warner.

"Munch, we got an alibi for our numero uno, suspect?" Cragen asked as Olivia and Elliot walked through the door. Munch looked up, with a grim smile.

"Yes. Jennifer Andrews, gives him an alibi. Says they stayed in, watched the box – 24 – and then went to bed. Although she looked scared about something or at least distinctly uncomfortable…" Fin filled for Munch.

"Well we got DNA that's being analyzed and a cute little letter saying that Rachel's not a problem any more 'Beautiful' and we all know who his beautiful was right?" Elliot asked. All eyes looked up at Olivia. She knew immediately what was going through her Captains head.

"I'll be fine." She insisted. "Did anyone pick up Rachel's mobile phone?"

Munch picked up a list of personal items collected from Rachel's apartment.

"No, it wasn't picked up." He told them. "Wait she called you on her mobile right?" Olivia nodded. "It wasn't in her apartment… which means."

"He's got her mobile…" Fin finished

"He's got Olivia's number…" Elliot said.

So tired of the straight line

And everywhere you turn

There's vultures and thieves at your back