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A/N-Yay I got another chapter up! This one took forever cuz when I actually got to sit and write it, all of the lovely ideas I had while I was supposed to be doing classwork died on me. But it's up. Yay. And I give cookies to everyone who reviewed, cuz I love cookies. And I love reviews. (hint, hint) But, since I can't put real cookies on a webpage, you just have to use your imaginations :)

The next day, Olivia was back at work, waiting for Elliot to come in. They had planned that after they were discharged, Elliot would bring the girls to the precinct, and that night they would sleep over at Olivia's house. They still hadn't contacted their family.

"Any word on what time he'll be here?" Fin asked.

"Nope." She responded. She was getting a little impatient and worried. She knew that they were safe with Elliot no matter what, but still. After her experience yesterday, she was still paranoid. When Elliot had finally made her go home and sleep in a normal bed, her night wasn't exactly restful. When she wasn't freaking out at every little noise she heard, there were nightmares.

"Oh, speak of the devil." Munch said, as Elliot came in with the two girls. Olivia smiled at them.

"Find the place okay?" She asked.

"No, actually we got a little lost." He said jokingly.

"What is it with men and asking for directions?"

"Nah. I actually took a detour, so I could get them some breakfast that wasn't hospital style corrugated cardboard."

"Elliot's cool." Tonya said.

"He is, isn't he?" Olivia said. "Hopefully he can find some fun diversions for you two. You're gonna be so bored after a while."

"How about letting them use your laptop?" Elliot suggested.

"Didn't think of that." She got it out of her bag, and handed it to Cadence. "Go nuts. And just tell me if you two need anything." Elliot got them set up at an empty desk, and then sat across from Olivia.

"Rough night?" She nodded. "You look so tired, Liv. Want me to ask for the rest of the day off?"

"I want to get all of this out of the way as soon as possible. Besdies we have to get them someplace to stay." She paused "And I want to get them a detail, until we find Michael." She added in a near whisper. The girls hadn't been told yet that their father was still out there. And Olivia didn't want them to know just yet. They didn't need to worry more than they already were.

"Good point." He grabbed a stack of paperwork, and started in on it.

Later that night, Olivia was reading a magazine Casey had left at her house a few weeks ago. During the day, they had finally contacted Cadence and Tonya's aunt, and the next morning they were going to be picked up at the precinct. The girls had hit it off big with the rest of the officers. Tonya had spent quite a bit of time playing tic-tac-toe with Fin, and Olivia had spotted Cadence in a conversation with Munch. She did not want to know what sort of conspiracy he had educated her on. Later on, Fin had gotten a bunch of sharpies and everyone had decorated Cadence's cast. Overall, the girls had had a lot of fun. Olivia on the other hand, had spent quite a bit of her day sleeping on her desk. Elliot had just let her sleep until lunch. For some reason, she was still dead tired. She was waiting for the girls to fall asleep first. She had too much on her mind at the moment and needed a little quiet time with Casey's Cosmo.

"Olivia, can I ask you something?" She put the magazine down.

"Sure." Cadence sat down at the edge of the sofa bed.

"What happened to my parents?"

"We arrested your mother. As far as I know she's in jail at the moment."

"What about my father?" Olivia sighed. "He's still out there isn't he?"

"Yeah."

"Damn." Cadence looked at her hands, which were resting in her lap. With her cast all decorated, she might never run out of interesting reading material.

"We've got a protective detail assigned to you, at your aunt's house. There will be officers all over the place. And if he tries anything, you can guess what'll happen."

"What if he knows we're here?"

"I won't let him get to you." Cadence smiled. "It's late, you should be getting to sleep soon. I should be too."

"Yeah, I saw you asleep on your desk for most of the day." Olivia laughed. Cadence got up. "Good night."

"Night, sweetie." She went into Olivia's room, and shut the door. Olivia went back to reading. Just as she was getting into it, the doorbell rang. "What now?" She muttered, going to answer it. She was greeted by a smiling Elliot. "What's up?"

"Nothing. Just missed you." She smiled.

"Want to come in?"

"Yeah." He went past her, and dropped her gym bag on the floor. "And you left this at my house. Figured you'd want it back." She closed the door, making sure that it was locked. "How are you doing?" She shrugged.

"Pretty good, I guess."

"You sure?" She shook her head. He came over and wrapped his arms around her. "Talk to me." He led her over to the sofa bed and sat her down.

"I'm just..." She paused, trying to figure out how to phrase it.

"Confused? Scared?"

"Both."

"That's understandable." He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I'm tired, but every time I close my eyes, I feel him grabbing me and pushing me down." His heart froze. She hadn't told him that he had tried to rape her yet.

"Liv, did he...did he rape you?" Tearfully, she shook her head. He pulled her into his arms, and squeezed her.

"He tried." She was crying now. He held her until the tears stopped, occasionally brushing his lips against her hair. "Stay with me?" She asked, once she had stopped crying.

"Sure." She smiled at him.

"Thanks, El." He snuggled under the covers with her, pulling her close to him. She turned out the light. His face was illuminated by the street lights.

"What time do the girls have to be out of here tomorrow?"

"9:30ish." His watch glowed briefly as he set the alarm. "I'm gonna try and have them at the precinct by 10."

"Kay."

"Night, Elliot."

"Night, 'Livia."

The apartment had finally been cleared of all cops. He had made sure of that through an oblivious neighbor. Thankfully the night watch doorman was lazy, and simply trusted people to use their keys. Michael had a clear way into his apartment. It was quiet, for once. No kids, no Jenny. Although, he did kind of miss his wife. They had planned it together. He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.

"...Police have confirmed that Jonathan Baker, convicted sex offender and the kidnapper of nine year old Tonya and fifteen year old Cadence Smith is dead. Baker tried to seek refuge in a former victim's home, where she stabbed him to death in self-defense. The unnamed victim will not be charged with murder." He turned off the TV.

"Fuck." He muttered. Just what he needed. Now that Jonathan was dead, and Jenny was in jail, the search for him was going to be much more intense. His only hope was that they weren't going to track his credit cards. Then again, he did have one stolen from his brother. His family was too easy. Always offering to help, always leaving things where he could get to them...The credit card had been stolen at a Christmas dinner last year. He had only come to say hello. When he went to use the bathroom, there it was, lying on a desk. He couldn't resist. That was around when he had met Baker, and decided to finally get rid of his children.

"I like 'em young, but you know parents. Always looking out for them. You don't have kids do you, doctor?"

"Unfortunately I do. Two little brats who are more trouble than they're worth." Thankfully the conversation wasn't being recorded.

"Hit them?"

"All the time." He laughed. Baker laughed.

"If you ever want to get rid of them...just let me know. I can help."

"I might need it some day."

It had been the beginning of a sick friendship. When he was first assigned to the criminals, he had been young, and had actually hated them. Slowly, he began to see their points of view. They had broken him down, and made him see things their way, justifying everything with an excuse that would have angered any normal doctor. But Michael was easily swayed. As was Jenny. It had only taken two punches to make her see things his way. It wasn't so hard to change anyone's opinion really. All you needed was a clever argument, or physical violence. He began to pack a bag of clothes. He was taking his brother's credit card, and getting the hell out of there for a while. When things died down, as they always did, he would come back and finish what he started. As kind of a tribute to Jonathan, he was even going to risk taking Olivia as well as his children. Might as well finish what he started. He picked up the now packed bag, and left.

Early the next morning, Olivia woke up to an annoying high-pitched beeping sound. She groped around for whatever the hell it was. She hit something that was kind of squishy.

"That would be my nose, Liv." She opened her eyes and smiled.

"Sorry, Elliot."

"It's okay." He turned off the alarm and yawned loudly. She closed her eyes again, and laid her head on his chest. "Time to get up, Livvy."

"Sleep." She mumbled.

"Come on, we've got to take the girls in to the precinct." He lifted one of her hands to his lips and kissed it. "After we do that, we can come back here and sleep. All day, if you want." She smiled. "Come on, get up." She sat up. "I'll go make some coffee, kay?" She nodded. He got out of bed, leaving her feeling cold all of a sudden. He had been keeping her warm all night. She wrapped the comforter around herself tightly. He came back in a little while later, and handed her a mug. "Feeling better?" During the night, she had had a nightmare, which Elliot had woken her up from. She had then spent a half an hour shaking and crying in his arms.

"I guess."

"It'll get better with time. And you should definitely talk to Huang." She gave him a look. "Okay, I know I'd hate it if you made me go, but I just don't like seeing you scared and hurt."

"I'll think about it." He took one of her hands.

"For me?" He gave her a puppydog face. She laughed.

"Okay, fine. But don't ever use that on me again."

"You should go wake them up."

"Yeah." He watched her go, and couldn't help but smile and hope that one day, she'd be waking up their child.

"Hi, I'm Debra Connelly. I was told to come here by..." She looked at the paper. "Olivia Benson. To pick up my nieces."

"They should be here any minute. Have a seat." Fin offered Debra a chair.

"Do you know if he...hurt them?"

"Aside from a few bruises, and a broken wrist they're fine."

"Auntie Deb!" Debra stood up, and looked in the direction of the child's scream. Tonya flew into her arms, followed by Cadence.

"Oh girls, I'm so glad to see you." She embraced them tightly. By the door Olivia watched the happy reunion with a smile on her face. It might not have been completely over, but at least there was some happiness to keep all of the bad possiblities from seeming real. Elliot slipped an arm around her waist.

"I love it when they end like this." She said.

"Me too." Debra came over to them.

"Olivia this is my Aunt Deb." Cadence said.

"You're Olivia Benson?" Olivia nodded. "You found my nieces. How can I ever thank you?"

"Just by keeping them safe."

"Oh, don't worry, I will. Is there anything important I need to know?"

"We need to take statements from them. Maybe sometime later in the week. They should really get settled in today. Their apartment's cleared, so they can pick up their stuff anytime they want. And just be sure to give us a call if anything gets too suspicious. The detail will handle any immediate threats, but we're the ones who can go into deeper investigations."

"'Livia, are we going to see you again?" Tonya asked. She was clutching on to Deb's hand.

"Of course you will, honey. If either of you ever need me, I'm just a phone call away. You have my number, right?" Deb nodded. "I'll see you girls around." She quickly embraced Tonya.

"Thank you so much, Olivia. You're awesome!" Cadence said, hugging her longer.

"You're welcome, sweetie."

"Bye Elliot."

"Bye." He waved at them. "They're safe for now."

"Hopefully forever." She yawned. "I'm ready to go to sleep again, how about you?"

"You read my mind, Liv."

A/N- don't worry, there's still more to come!