"It's a good thing you sedated her when you did. A few more hits and we could be looking at a punctured lung," the doctor reported.

Huang drew a nervous breath, nodding.

"Just keep her from any strenuous movement and she should be fine." The doctor left.

Huang sat down into a chair facing the bed. He stared at his daughter for a while; worrying about her, wonder what could have tipped her over the edge. She was strong, and while rape was a traumatic event, it seemed as though she wasn't as concerned with her own safety. But if not hers, whose? His thoughts drifted off, recalling his behavior throughout this night. He shook his head, now realizing the unit probably thought he'd lost it. But he wasn't just a shrink, he was a father too… her father. He wondered how he would get her to talk. The thought that another psychiatrist might be brought in fluttered through his mind, quickly to leave. Everyone was involved personally in this… it was a family matter; no one else would be brought in. He put his arm and head down on the bed, being able to be aware of when she woke up. Giving into heavy eyelids, he closed his eyes, half sleeping, half awake, waiting.

Detectives Benson and Stabler made their way to the market Gina had told Munch and Fin about. They walked in and were greeted promptly by an elderly couple.

"May we help you?" the said sweetly.

"We're detectives Benson and Stabler. We're trying to find out some information about Gina Huang, do you know her?" Benson answered.

"Gina! Oh, such a nice girl, very polite. What do you want to know?"
"She was in here yesterday, correct?"
They nodded.

"Was there anyone watching or following her? Paying too much attention to her?"

They thought for a minute, "No…no, no one was in here but Gina and us. We were going to close early but saw her coming and stayed open for her."

Benson sighed, thanked them, and gave them her card, instructing them to call if they thought of anything else.

"We got nothing." Stabler said, frustrated.

"No really? I didn't notice."

"Looks like I'm not the only touchy one."

Olivia shot him a look. "Everybody is 'touchy' this time. And what was with the screaming? She never freaks out like that… just as composed as Huang usually is, if not more so, normally."
"We both know everyone reacts differently to this kind of thing. Huang though… you have a point. I've never seen him crack like that."

The both of them went back to the hospital in thoughtful silence, empty-handed.

Huang felt a twitch next to his hand. He looked up to see Gina slowly coming to.

"It's okay, Gina," he said soothingly as she woke up, "you're okay, you're alright. You're still in the hospital. I'm right here." She was awake now, but groggy. Huang kept speaking softly to her, making sure she stayed calm. "How are you feeling?"

Gina grimaced, "Sore. What happened?"

Huang started slowly. "You were giving John your statement." He paused. Gina had no reaction. He continued. "You did a good job. It seemed like you we leaving something out. You got pretty upset when John tried to made you tell him what it was." He searched her face for something, some trace of tension, stress, something. He finally saw something. Fear. "Gina," he started wearily, "you don't have to be scared."

She spoke slowly, quietly. "I…. I can't tell."

"But you can. It's okay, they can't hurt you anymore."

"You don't get it, it's not me. If I tell, others will get hurt. I can't have that happening."

Huang sighed, frustrated. Sensing this, Gina continued.

"Look, they have made cases with less."
"Yes, but…"

"Dad, I can't."

Huang looked defeated, but saw he could get nothing more out of her.

"When can I go home?" she asked after a while.

"I'll find out. Whatever the case is, you have to rest." He said in a fatherly manner as he left the room to find out.

Munch, Fin, and Cragen were waiting in the hall.

"What did you find out?"

"Nothing."
"What? You? Nothing?" asked Fin.

"Yes, me." Huang replied annoyed. "She's protecting someone else, not herself. There's no way you're going to get any more information than what you already have."

"Well then we have nothing."
"Don't you think I know that!" he yelled back. His shoulders fell into a slump and he ran his hand over his face, exhausted.

"Alright," Cragen started, "at least we got an idea of where it happened. We'll just have to work with what we have. You find out what Benson and Stabler found out and see if you can't find the crime seen. George? Are you going to be alright?"

He looked up at Cragen, expressionless. "I have to find out when I can take her home," he said and went to find the doctor. Fin decided to sit with Gina while Huang was away.

"Hey Gina," Fin said as he closed the door behind him.