Olivia pulled up to the front of Rafael's apartment complex.

"Thanks for the ride home, Liv." Raf said.

"You're welcome Rafa, see you first thing at the precinct?"

"Yeah."

Raf got out of the car, Liv pulled away as he went inside. He sighed as he pushed the 3 on the elevator. Once the elevator opened he smiled about the bottle of 20 year scotch, his one year old and fiance waiting on him. He saw the door of the apartment open, as he walked up to the door and inside.

"Mason, why is the door open?"

He could hear Kyle crying loudly. He pulled out his phone as he saw everything was a mess calling Liv.

"Benson."

"Liv come back, someone broke down my door, my apartment's a mess."

"Okay, is anyone still inside?"

"No, I don't think so. I can't hear anyone."

"I'll be there soon."

Raf headed down toward the nursery to find 9 month old Kyle. Walking into the navy blue and white nursery he found Kyle whimpering on the floor. Raf quickly walked over, and gently picked him up.

"Mijo." Raf whispered.

Kyle whimpered, tucking in closer to Raf.

"Where Dada? Do you know where dada is?"

"Bad."

"Did someone bad hurt dada?"

Raf sighed what was he doing? He was talking to a 9 month old about a bad man. As he walked out of Kyle's bedroom Liv shouted,

"Rafa?"

"I'm okay, I can't find Mason though."

Liv nodded and saw her godson.

"Is he okay?"

I don't know. Physically he looks ok, but he was on the floor whimpering."

Liv nodded before completely checking the house. She gently pushed open the door to the main bedroom and she saw Mason's bloody body, she knew by the amount of stab wounds and blood he was gone.

Raf came up behind her trying to look.

"Mason?" He asked, as tried to push past her.

"Don't Rafa."

"Is he okay?" Raf asked, his eyes starting to form tears.

Liv looked between the father and son.

"I'm sorry Rafa."

Tears fell from his eyes.

"No, you're lying." He said, trying to push through her.

"Rafa stop." Liv pushed him gently back as she could with Kyle in his arms.

Raf let her push him back on the couch, he listened to Liv on the phone, he quietly put Kyle in his playpen and walked toward the bedroom. As he did Liv saw him, quickly hanging up with whoever she was on the phone.

"Rafa.. I told you not….."

Too late Raf stood there looking at Mason's bloody body, he broke and started to walk toward the body when Liv grabbed him from behind and wrestling him to the floor because he kept on trying to pull away from her. Finally getting her arms and legs wrapped around him so he couldn't move he finally settled his head resting on her chest. After a while she helped him to the couch. An hour later Homicide showed up and Raf didn't speak to in shock.

"Rafa, Rafa."

"Hmm?" Raf turned toward Liv who had sat beside him.

"Do you have a place to go? Your mom's?"

"No, she… didn't approve of our relationship."

"What about her grandson?"

"She's never met him…can I crash at your place? I can't stay here." He looked sadly at Olivia.

"I really don't want to be alone…I always felt so safe here with.." He broke off but managed not to break down in front of all the police milling around.

"Yes. Of course you can."

A detective came over to get each other's statements. Afterward Raf heard them rolling Mason's body away. He watches as they do as he sobbed.

"Can we go please? Think they will let me grab me and Kyle some clothes?"

"I'm sure they will."

"Will you go to my room and get my clothes? I just can't go in there."

"Absolutely."

45 minutes later Liv led Rafa and Kyle into her apartment. Raf sat on the couch and soon both father and son were asleep. Liv smiled as she watched them.