She sighed sadly and pulled his bare body closer to hers, resting her head on his chest. He moaned in his sleep and hugged her gently. She bit her lip and held the tears in her brown eyes back.
"Elliot?" she whispered.
"Hmm?" he moaned sleepily, incoherent.
She sighed sadly again. "I want a baby. I want a baby so badly, El."
"You'll get one. I promise," he mumbled in his sleep, unaware of what he was saying.
She smiled as a single tear rolled from her eye and lingered on the tip of her nose and, again, she sighed sadly. "I hope you're right."
"I know I'm right," he mumbled.
She smiled again and nuzzled closer to him.
"Hey," Elliot said, throwing his coat over the back of his chair and falling into it tiredly. "What's going on?" he asked Fin.
"Three more of Keith's victims have come forward," Fin said.
Elliot looked past Fin into the squad room where three women were sitting at desks talking to detectives. "Caroline Rapt, second victim," Fin said, pointing towards a shy looking blond girl with long, curly hair. "Amelia Sparks, third victim," he pointed towards another young woman with straight, shoulder-length blond hair. "And Payton Barry, the fourth victim," Fin pointed to the last girl who had long, curly blond hair. "The other one who got away."
Elliot looked back to Fin and cocked his head. "She got away?"
"Yup, two of them got away."
"He got sloppier," Elliot said, almost to himself.
Elliot felt a sudden pang in his heart and thought of his ex-wife and kids. He knew Keith was guilty throughout the entire case, but he'd felt a strange connection to him, too. And he suddenly realized why. He reminded Elliot so much of himself; the wife leaving and taking the kids, the job keeping him away, and the anger management issues. He thought of the baby they had seen at house and wondered if it was Keith's.
He suddenly wanted to call Kathy, or at least his daughters, just to make sure they were all okay.
"Hey?" Fin began, turning back to Elliot. "Where's Liv?"
"Uhh..." he stuttered, snapping back to reality. "She wasn't feeling too well when I went to pick her up, she said she'd call in a sick day."
Fin raised his eyebrows expectantly, a knowing look in his eyes.
"What?"
"Come on, we all know it. You two aren't very good at keeping it discrete."
Elliot averted his eyes and almost blushed.
Then, from the back of the room, Cragen opened his office door. "Elliot? My office," he ordered, stepping back into his office as he left the door lingering open.
Elliot looked back at Fin with a nervous glint in his eye. He sighed and stood up, walking into Cragen's office. He shut the door behind him.
"Detective," he sighed, slumping into his chair.
Elliot stood with his hands behind his back, feeling nervous and awkward. "Yes, Captain?"
He sighed again. "Am I going to have to give you both a new partner?"
Elliot opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't find any words. "No, captain."
"I'm happy that you two are together, but you need to keep your personal life out of your work life. Otherwise I'll be forced to give you new partners. Got it?"
Elliot held his breath. "Yes sir, captain."
"Speaking of Olivia," he began. Elliot knew what was coming. "Where is she?"
"She wasn't feeling too well."
Cragen nodded, knowing he wasn't telling the truth, or all of it anyway, but deciding not to ask any questions.
"Why'd you do it, Keith?" Elliot asked, almost angrily, as he sat down opposite Keith in one of the interrogation rooms.
"I didn't do anything. I told you, I can't remember what happened."
"So, that doesn't mean you didn't do anything. That just means you don't remember." Elliot raised his eyebrows and leaned on the table toward Keith. "You don't remember that night," he said quieter.
Pulling several large head-shots out of a folder, Elliot put them in front of Keith. "Do you remember these girls?" Elliot took in Keith's reaction as he looked at the pictures. An evil grin almost crossed his face as his eyes glinted with pride.
"Alissa Tameal," Elliot said, putting her picture in front of him. "Caroline Rapt." He shuffled Caroline's picture on top. "Amelia Sparks." The next girl's picture on top. "How about her?" Elliot asked, putting Payton's picture on top. Keith's eyes suddenly grew angry. "Payton Barry?"
Elliot cocked his head and squinted his eyes, watching Keith's reactions intently. "The one who got away? The other one."
Keith looked up angrily, his eyes angry, teeth clenched, and nostrils flared.
Elliot took out the last picture. "What about Anya?" He held up the picture, grinning successfully at Keith's anger. "You raped all of them, didn't you?"
"I didn't rape anybody."
"Actually, you did. You made a few mistakes, Keith."
He drew his eyebrows in, a sudden look of fear on his face.
"You raped a girl you knew. Or, you tried to rape her." Elliot grinned again. "I'll bet you didn't know she was a lesbian, did you?"
The fear on Keith's face melted into shock and surprise.
"And I'll bet you didn't know about this one," he said, picking up Alissa's picture. He waited for a minute while Keith ran through ideas in his head. "She's pregnant. She's having your baby."
And suddenly, Elliot's mind fell to Olivia.
"Now she'll have to come back," Keith said, almost excited.
Cragen cut off the mic and turned to Huang, who stood next to him in the office. "What's he mean by that, doc?"
He shrugged. "He could of raped them because he was profiling them, fantasizing that they were his ex-wife. He made them tell him things his wife might have said to him in bed."
"Julia?" Olivia said, standing up at her desk as the woman walked in to the squad room the next day.
"What did Keith do?" she asked in an unsteady voice. It sounded as if she had been crying.
"What happened?"
"He called me. He said he needed me to come and bail him out of jail. He said he knew I was ready for him to come home, because of the baby. What's he talking about?"
Olivia sighed. "He raped five women."
Julia put a hand to her mouth as tears started rolling down her face.
"He impregnated one of them."
She sighed and looked away, shaking her head.
Just then, Fin excited an interrogation room with one of the victims. She kept her head dipped and wiped away tears from her cheek before she looked up.
Julia gasped at the sight of the girl, more tears pouring down her cheeks now. "Anya!" she cried. She ran to her as Anya looked up.
She embraced her as Anya started crying again.
"Why are you here?" Julia asked through her tears.
Anya just shook her head, not wanting to answer her question.
"Did Keith rape you?"
She broke down sobbing, more tears flowing down her cheeks. She buried her face in Julia's shoulder and pulled her closer, holding her tighter.
"I'm so sorry, Anya. I'm so sorry." She pulled the girl away, holding her shoulder firmly and looking steadily into her eyes. "I'll kill him for hurting you."