I'm loving the reviews! Thanks you guys :) Anyway I bet you can't wait to read what Maureen does, well here's your chance ... E-N-J-O-Y :)

Elliot stood in the midst of the mess that was the living room.

Maureen's eye's were wide and an angry blush was creeping up her neck; in her blue eye's Elliot saw hurt and confusion, anger and sadness and shock etched in to her pretty young face.

"Maureen, I..."

No plausible excuse came to him.

"Save it Dad, I just thank God I didn't bring the kids with me."

Without giving her father time to speak Maureen grabbed up her bag and jogged from the house. She didn't know what to do then, she didn't want to make the long trek back to school in the City but she didn't want to go to her mom either.

'I might be angry with dad and he's messing up big, but mom doesn't need to know.'

Stopping at the corner where a bus came every twenty minutes Maureen sat on the bench just outside of the streetlight.

There in the shadows Maureen stared in to space, the tears trickled down her reddened cheeks but she couldn't care less. What Elliot had done and was doing caused anger and shock to well in to her chest. It was that hot, seeping anger and pain that made a person feel as if they were going to erupt in to flames.

Knowing no one was around she finally broke her gaze with the darkness and buried her face in her hands and sobbed...

In the time Maureen had left the house Elliot hadn't moved, instead he stood there with a beer still in his hand and an expression full of surprise and fear and shame.

'What if she goes to Kathy?'

It was a thought that was both selfish and warranted at the same time.

Elliot knew he'd hurt his daughter, his baby girl, and he knew that she was probably more shocked than he was at seeing her.

"What am I going to do?" Elliot wondered aloud.

Taking his seat back on the couch Elliot stared in to space; the TV was still on and the only noise that existed at that moment.

Not knowing what to do next Elliot put the half-finished bottle to his lips and gulped the liquid that had put him in this predicament...

It had gotten cool and darker. There were no moon or stars to brighten the inky black night.

Maureen's face was dry, but sticky and moist from the dried tears. She took a deep breath and looked around at the surrounding darkness of her neighborhood.

'What now?'

Buses had come and gone, they stopped circulating at twenty minute intervals at midnight.

Looking at her cell phone LCD Maureen saw that it was close to 12:45; since leaving the house Maureen had been sitting on the bench for almost two hours.

She still didn't know where to go.

Two hours before Maureen had decided firmly that she wouldn't go to her mom, but she also couldn't get back to the city without having to go through several transport systems and she was entirely too tired. Besides, Sandy had gone home too so she'd be in her dorm alone and that was a prospect Maureen didn't like either, she really needed someone right then.

In her mind Maureen wrestled with whom to call and where to go.

Reaching in to the pocket of her jacket she extracted her cell phone, went to the contacts and pressed a contact she was sure she'd never call.

"It's Maureen, I'm sorry I woke you ... no I'm OK, but uh, could you come get me?... I'm at the corner of our block ...Thank you so much ... Bye."

All around the room were clothes that were clean but hadn't been put away, mainly because she had no time to do such activities.

Grabbing clean undergarments, a t-shirt, and jeans Liv dressed quickly. She ran brush through her chestnut locks and before she could catch her breath Liv was in her car going out to Queens.

In the passenger seat was Liv's gun belt, she glanced at it everyone now and then.

'What had happened? Was Maureen OK?'

Scary images of how she might find her partners eldest child raced through her mind, Liv blinked several times to erase the possibilities.

With very little traffic for a Friday night Liv made it to Queens in a little over an hour.

She went to the corner where Maureen said she'd be and parked the car across the street.

"Maureen?" Liv asked when she approached.

The 20 year old looked up and Liv was instantly afraid.

"Honey, what happened? Are you hurt? Who hurt you?"

Shaking her head Maureen spoke quietly, but with conviction, "I wasn't raped."

Liv believed her, but then why was her face shiny, her nose red, and her young skin so papery?

Maureen took a deep breath, "I found daddy on the couch in our house surrounded by beer bottles, left over food, and an almost gone six-pack next to him."

She got the same reaction from Liv that Elliot had gotten from her, shock, however, it wasn't as powerful because Liv had known something was going on... her worst fear had been confirmed.

"OK, come on let's go to my car."

Carefully and slowly, Liv helped Maureen up and guided her in to the passenger seat. Her gun belt was tossed in to the back seat, thank God she didn't need it then.

In silence they drove a short ways to the Stabler residence, "Wait here OK? I'll be back soon."

Maureen nodded.

Liv got out of the car and walked purposefully up in to the house, "Elliot?" she called as she

entered.

Walking further in she found the house just as Maureen had described it, a mess.

Elliot didn't answer her because she found him on the couch passed out, the empty six-pack next to him.

"Elliot ... Elliot ... wake up."

Liv shook his shoulder until he awoke with a start.

"Livia?"

"Yea, it's me" she stared down at him disdainfully.

Rubbing his hands over his face groggily Elliot began to sit up, "What're you doing here?" he asked, the state of his house lost to him in his sleepy state.

"I have Maureen in my car, she's coming back with me to my apartment."

His eyebrows scrunched in to a frown, "Why?" Elliot began to ask but it dawned on him what had happened earlier and how his home looked.

"Yea. You screwed up." Liv bluntly stated.

Then she began to walk out, "I'm coming back tomorrow and we're gonna talk. Good Night Elliot."

Liv headed out to the car to find Maureen sleeping in the front seat.

'Poor girl's exhausted'

In silence she made the drive back to the City.

"I insist and besides I'm not letting you go all the way back to your dorm at this time of night."

Maureen sighed, she wouldn't win this argument... and in truth she was tired.

"Thanks Liv", Maureen smiled gratefully.

While the younger woman went to take a shower Liv changed the sheets on her bed and set up the couch for herself.

"Take my bed."

Maureen walked over to her father's partner and hugged her.

Liv was surprised but wrapped her arms around Maureen and held her close, "It's going to be OK eventually, honey".

She heard Maureen sniffle, "Shshsh" Liv soothed.

Tired as ever Maureen pulled away with another smile, albeit a sad one and thanked Liv again.

"Don't mention it. I hope you and your sisters and brother know I'm here for you. All you have to do is call ... Now get some rest."

Maureen went in to Liv's room and shut the door while Liv laid on the couch.

She hoped Maureen would sleep,because she knewshe wouldn't.