Elliot looked up from his book when he heard the bedroom door open. He smiled when Olivia walked into the room. He was impressed she only had one bag, the men had described the women as power shoppers. "Whatcha get?"

"Shoes." Olivia mumbled.

"You look tired. Why don't you take a nap. They are sending us to dinner in the city tonight, we can call Cragen then. Maybe we can go home tomorrow, I don't think we have a case."

"We have a case." Olivia sighed kicking off her shoes. "Just not the one we thought."

"Really?"

"I'll fill you in at dinner." She said flopping down on the bed. When he mentioned her taking a nap like she was one of his children she was going to protest, but at that moment she could hardly keep her eyes open. "That nap sounds good."

"Okay." Elliot said grabbing his book. "I'll leave you alone."

"Wake me up up in an okay?" She mumbled.

"Sure. Hey Liv, is everything okay? I mean are you okay?"

She smiled weakly. "Thanks. One hour."

Elliot frowned, she hadn't answered the question.

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Elliot pulled out Olivia's chair and gave her shoulder a squeeze. She still seemed tired, but had insisted on going out for dinner, pointing out they needed to call Cragen.

"So tell me what case you think we have." Elliot said sitting down across from her. "The men all seemed on the up and up. They asked a few questions about our sex life, but otherwise I kind of like them."

"That's the case."

"Our sex life?"

"The reason they asked the questions. That's why they were so interested in why we have no children. When they go to Mexico, they aren't going for sex. They're getting fertility drugs that are illegal in America and bringing them back to the States. The drugs are only for members."

"Wow." Elliot said leaning back in his chair. "It's great you made up that infertility story, or we'd never know the truth."

"Yeah." Olivia sighed.

"We should call the Captain. We can go home tomorrow. This isn't really our turf."

"No. We have to stay." Olivia said quickly.

"Why?"

"If we just leave they'll get suspicious. Plus, we're already on the inside. This is our case Elliot. Narcotics didn't pick up on it, why should we just hand it over to them?"

"Alright. If that's what you want, I'll tell Cragen it's our case."

"Thank you."

"I'll go fill him in." Elliot said standing. "Order me something."

"I'll call narcotics." Cragen said after being filled in by Elliot.

"No. We found the case before them, it's our collar. Plus, we're already on the inside, if we just leave red flags will go up." Elliot said using Olivia's argument.

"Okay." Cragen agreed. "But let's speed this up. I don't want to waste time on this, I need you two back here."

"Sure thing." Elliot said hanging up the payphone. He looked over at Olivia, and for the first time she looked small to him. He didn't want to push her, but he needed to know she was so invested in the case.

He thought back to when Robert had said they would help, with genuine concern. The Thornley's were nice people, trying to help. But what they were doing was illegal, and that's what he needed to focus on.

"Do you want to talk?" Elliot asked sitting down at the table.

"I ordered you steak."

"Thank you. Do you want to talk about something other than food?"

"Those women sure have nice taste." Olivia smiled. "They kept handing me outfits to try on. It was hard to come up with excuses not to buy anything. I couldn't really say one outfit was more than a month's pay."

"Olivia."

"Elliot."

"Stop it. What's going on? Why were you so upset when you came back from shopping?"

"I was just tired."

"Fine. I'll drop it." Elliot sighed. "For now."

"Thank you."

"I'm here if you want to talk."

"I know." Olivia smiled.

"And you always push me to talk about things I don't want to discuss. And I hate to admit it, but I always feel better."

"I know."