A/N: This is it, last chapter. Well, there's the epilogue, but this is the last real chapter. At least in my mind... DS, for you, because I know you've been waiting forever for this.

"Now, Ben, I'm going to show you six different people. I need you to look carefully and tell me if you recognize any of them. Take your time." Elliot slid the six pack towards Ben.

Ben looked hard at the pictures, the faces of men staring back at him. After a minute he said, "That one." He pointed to a man in the center of the bottom row.

"And where have you seen him before?"

"He was the man who hurt my mom and dad," he said, very quietly.

Olivia and Elliot met eyes, then Olivia walked out to where Cragen, Fin and I stood. "He picked Vaughan."

Cragen looked at me a moment before saying, "Pick him up."

I followed Olivia back into the room and knelt before Ben. "I'm gonna leave you with an officer here. You be good, okay?"

"Where are you going?"

"Don't worry about me. Just stay here. How about I get Officer Tigalin?"

"Don't go, Uncle John," he begged. "Please, stay here."

"I've gotta go. I promise, I'll be back." Throwing himself at me from his chair, he latched onto my neck. "Ben..."

"No. You're not going."

"Ben, please. I'll be back before you know it."

"Hey, Ben! Come here. I've got somethin' for you." Officer Tigalin was behind me.

"I don't want him to go! Make him stay," he pleaded with her.

"He has to go. Come on, we'll do something fun while he's gone."

"I'll be right back," I repeated. He finally let go and Tigalin took his hand and took him away, though he looked back the whole time.

"He all right?" Olivia asked when I exited the room.

I looked at her. "Yeah. Just doesn't want me to go."

"Maybe you shouldn't."

"No. I'm coming. This is my brother's murderer. I want to see him get cuffed."

She looked at me doubtfully. "All right."

"ESU gonna meet us?"

"Yeah, Cragen called 'em."

We pulled up at the end of the block, Benson and Stabler on the other end. ESU pulled up behind us and we continued down the street, pulling up in front of Vaughan's building. We got out, drawing our guns already and stood on the sidewalk for a moment while Cragen and the ESU sergeant talked, or rather, Cragen told him to send guys around the back while most went in the front with us. The sergeant nodded and Cragen waved his arm and yelled, "Let's go!" to the men, and woman, gathered around.

Soon, after we had all thundered up the stairs, Stabler was pounding on the door. "Ernest Vaughan! This is the police. Open up!" After waiting for a moment, Cragen nodded and the ESU boys broke down the door and we poured in to find Vaughan pointing two guns at us, one in each shaking hand. "Put down the guns, Ernest, or you go down," Stabler warned. Seconds passed, about ten guys holding their guns at one man. "Put 'em down."

Vaughan started to slowly bend down to drop them, then quickly straightened, but before he could fire, he was shot in the shoulder and fell down with yell. Stabler rushed forward and cuffed him. "Ernest Vaughan, you're under arrest for the murder of Bernard Munch and the rape and murder of Emilia Munch. You have the right to remain silent. If you give up that right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford one, one will be provided. Do you understand?" He snarled, though I couldn't decide if it was from pain or anger at being caught.

"ETA on the bus is five minutes," Fin said. I hadn't even realized he'd called a bus.

"He doesn't deserve it," I said, still staring at the man who had killed my brother.

"How does it feel, Detective Munch?" Vaughan said. "To have your brother killed without reason."

I didn't honor him with a response, though Elliot did give a jerk on Vaughan's arms, causing him to yell out in pain. My jaw clenched, I turned and left the dingy apartment and went back downstairs and out onto the street.

"You okay?" Fin asked from behind me as I leaned against our car and loosened the straps on my bullet proof vest.

I didn't say anything at first, just continued taking off my vest, which felt as if it was suffocating me. "For now, yeah. Beyond that, I couldn't tell you."

I thought he had left, but then he said, "Novak's gonna nail his ass to the wall."

No response came to mind as I opened the trunk and the bus came rolling down the street, lights and sirens going. I watched for a moment, one hand still holding onto the trunk door as the medics threw open the back, grabbed their bags and a backboard and ran into the building. Then, I looked back down and threw my vest in the trunk. "Your's need to go in?" I asked.

He walked over and stood next to me as he undid the straps and took it off, also throwing it in the trunk. I slammed it close. "C'mon," he said quietly. "Let's go back to the house."

Neither of us moved and I said, "You know, when this all started, I promised I'd see whoever killed my brother and his wife arrested and thrown in jail. And I promised it because I wanted Ben to feel like some sort of justice had been done concerning his parents, so that he could look back one day, and instead of wondering who changed his life forever, be able to name him and say, 'yeah, that guy's in jail for the rest of his pathetic life.' Today, before we left, Ben begged me not to go. Begged me. I told him, I promised him I'd come back. And I can't help but think, what if I had gotten shot just now? I could've. Any of us could've. I wouldn't come back and he'd really be alone. This whole case... it's been full of promises that could've been easily broken, yet I kept making them, thinking, hoping that at least one of them will have to prove true." I looked at Fin. "What if they hadn't?"

"But they did, and there's no point in wondering 'what if.' You and I both know that it isn't gonna get you anywhere, and you know what? It doesn't have to."

Unable to think of anything to say, I finally walked to my car door, just as they brought Vaughan out. I opened my door and Stabler and Benson walked over. "You all right?" Benson asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. Thanks."

"What? You think we were gonna let that bastard get away?" Stabler said.

I smiled a bit. "Nah, not really. See you back at the house?"

"Yeah," Benson said. "See you."

I nodded and got in the car, Fin doing the same on the other side. Turning to him, I said, "Let's go, partner."