"Thank you for being here today Addison." The other lawyer, Mr. Grender tells me. I nod at him, not wanting to say anything more to him then necessary.

"Can you tell us again what you were doing going into Mrs. Blaine's apartment?" He looks to me then at the jury, ready to attack my story.

"I heard something break, so I went to her door to make sure she was okay." I re inform him.

"And you just walked into her apartment? She didn't invite you in?" He wants me to answer.

I sigh "No, I knocked but it was already open. She's an older women, she didn't have many visitors so I wanted to make sure she was okay before I left."

"So, when you went into the apartment, your alleging you saw my client in there?" He asks me.

"Yes." I respond.

"Did it occur to you that maybe he went in there to help Mrs. Blaine?" He asks.

"No, because he-" I try to respond but he interrupts me.

He looks to the jury "could it be possible that he was helping her when you walked in, and startled him?"

"No. He had the knife in his hand." I reiterate my earlier statement.

"What would you say if I were to tell you that he was afraid when you called into the apartment? That he thought the person or persons who actually killed Mrs. Blaine returned and he picked up the knife to protect himself?" He suggests.

"Objection!" Barba calls out.

"Objection!" Barba calls out

"I'll allow it." The judge says.

I look from her to the lawyer "I guess it's possible. But then why would he-"

"Thank you." He stops me from continuing with my statement. "When you were at the hospital, in the room with your friend Jason, what was your conversation about?" He asks.

"Objection." Barba calls again "relevance?"

"I'm getting there your honor." Grender tells her, wanting to pursue this form of questioning.

She nods "I'll allow. But get there faster Mr. Grender." She purses her lips and warns him.

He nods to her and looks back to me "what was your conversation about?"

"He uhm, he wanted to get back together with me."

"And you guys recently went out on a date?" He asks me.

I shake my head "he invited me to be his date at an event, but it wasn't a date." I tell him.

"Have you gone out with anyone else since that date?" He ignores my words and asks.

I sit up a bit more, agitated with how he's wording everything. "No, and it wasn't a date!" I almost yell.

Barba eyes me, telling me to calm down and I slightly bow my eyes, embarrassed about my outburst and nod just a little to tell him I'll try. "Exhibit D, your honor. A photo of your witness with detective Carisi."

"Objection, your honor! We have not seen this evidence yet or been made aware if it's existence." Barba calls out to the judge, standing and resting a hand on the table.

I eye Jacob, whose greasy smile is wide and he eyes me back. My stomach churns and I look away, eyeing Sonny in the crowd of the people. Benson looks to him and he looks to her and whispers something. Benson nods in return. "Approach, your honor!" Barba quickly comments out.

The judge nods and after a few moments of the three of them talking in hushed tones the two lawyers retreat back to their respective sides and I wait anxiously for what's to happen next. "Is this you and detective Carisi?" He asks, holding up a photo to me.

"Yes." I simply state, not sure what he's doing. It's a photo of us outside, when he pushed me against the store wall and told me we we're being followed. "He noticed we were being followed, and wanted me to play it off." I inform him.

"Is that so?" He asks rhetorically, showing the photo to the jury. "So, you can say here, under oath that there is nothing going on between you and detective Carisi?"

"So, you can say here, under oath that there is nothing going on between you and detective Carisi?"

"Objection!" Barba yells, stopping the nonsense from continuing.

"Sustained. Move along Mr. Grender." She pushes him.

"Of course. Now Addison, can you tell me what happened when Jacob entered the room in the hospital?" He asks me.

"He was listening to Jason and I's conversation, walked in. I recognized him from the apartment and was scared, worried about why he was there." I explain.

"Who wanted you at the hospital? Was it my client?" He asks.

"No. I was at the station and the detectives told me Jason wanted to see me. I felt bad about his accident, so I decided to go." I feel like this is going around in circles and I can't seem to follow what he's doing or trying to pull off.

He nods, coming over closer to me "who took you there?" He asks.

"Detective's Carisi, Rollins and lieutenant Benson." I say.

"And who walked into the room when you were "being held hostage." He uses quotation marks as if this is grade school.

"Detective Carisi." I say.

"Interesting. The two men who are vying for your affection in one room at one time all the while you are being hostage. Do you find that strange?" He asks.

"No. It wasn't like that with either of them. I- I don't know what this has to do with anything!" I spit out getting frustrated.

"Me neither Mr. Gredner, please, get were you are going." The judge directs him once more.

"Ms. Collins, why did detective Carisi shoot my client, shooting you in the process?" He asks.

"Your client had a gun to my head." I say.

"I see, and even as that was the case, detective Carisi took the chance of shooting to save you from him. Why do you think that is?" He asks.

"Objection!" Barba calls out.

"Sustained. Move on Mr. Gredner." The judge says yet again.

"Did you know anything about who Jacob was before going into that hospital?" He asks.

I nod "I knew he was somehow related to Jason." I inform, hoping he opens the door to the rape case.

"Did you know Mr. Charles had called Jacob to meet him at the hospital?" He asks next.

I eye Jason in the court room, whose bewildered face as he turns to look at his father tells me he didn't know about this "why would he do that?" I ask.

"What happened when Mr. Charles was on the phone?" He asks me.

I repeat my earlier explanation "well Mr. Charles started talking and Jacob flipped out, he went to reach for the phone and that's when detective Carisi shot him."

"You mean shot you." He clarifies.

"He wasn't aiming for me, he was trying to save me. Jacob had a gun to my head." I retell it again.

"Alright." He says back. "Ms. Collins, have you seen this check before?" He asks, pulling out a picture of the check I received after my rape.

"Yes. It was stuffed under my door." I explain.

"What would you say if I told you that Mr. Charles had this sent to you?" He asks.

"Uhm, I- I don't know." I simply say back.

"Do you know what this money is for?" he asks me.

I know I'm not suppose to but I can't help it and I bring up the rape "I thought it was hush money after being raped."

"Is that why you didn't cash it?" He asks, ignoring my implication.

"Yes. I didn't want the money, I wanted justice." I say back. I can see Barba eyeing me to be cautious but I ignore his gaze and keep staring at the other lawyer.

"So you wanted revenge? Is that why you are framing my client?" He asks.

"What, no!" I yell back.

"OBJECTION!" Barba yells into the court.

"Nothing further." Mr. Grender quickly states and retreats back to his seat.

"You may step down Ms. Collins." The judge tells me. The baliff ushers me out of the court room and into the small waiting room from before. I walk into the hallway and meet lieutenant Benson and Sonny there. "I have no idea what any of that was about." I say shaking my head confused. He went in so many different directions only to try and claim I was setting up Jacob.

"You did just fine Addison." Benson puts her hand on my shoulder. "He was trying to make the jury have reasonable doubt. Confuse them or make them have questions."

"Well, will that work?" I ask worried.

Sonny shakes his head "Barba knows what he's doing, he'll take care of it." He assures me.

"Okay." I nod slowly "what now?"

"We wait for the trial to wrap up and for the jury to reach a verdict." Benson tells me. "You want to come in?" She asks.

"No." I quickly decline "I don't want to see him again, I'll wait out here."

"I'll stay with her boss." Sonny says. Benson nods and goes back into the court room while Sonny walks me to sit on a bench.