A/N: Hello all! This I believe is a long awaited chapter. It picks up right where we left off. Casey finally discloses her attack to those closest to her. Alex has interesting convo with our resident headshrinker. Hope you enjoy!

"He raped me". Those words caused Casey physical pain as they came out of her mouth. She had never said them to anyone before. Now everything she had worked so hard to forget suddenly became real. All the pictures from that night were flashing in her head, all the things she felt, the pain, the shame, the fear, were assaulting her body, and it hurt; it hurt like it happened yesterday. She was crying like a baby and holding onto Olivia for dear life.

Olivia stayed quiet and allowed her friend to let out everything she was feeling. She gently rocked the redhead's shaking body and whispered calming things to her. After a few minutes her sobs quieted to hiccups although the tears kept coming.

Casey suddenly felt very self-conscious and used all her strength to pull herself from Olivia's embrace. She was surprised to see that her friend's eyes were almost as wet as her own.

"I-I n-never told anyone that before," she said quietly.

"That's okay Case, I'm glad you told me now. But you know, there's someone else you should tell too. I can get him if you want." Olivia knew how much Chester was panicking right now and she thought he could help Casey calm down.

"No! Please d-don't tell him," she begged," he'll h-hate me!" She couldn't keep her voice from shaking or even catch her breath. She was gripped by an overwhelming fear that when Chester found out what she had just admitted he would leave her forever. She couldn't take that. She loved him more than anything in the world.

"Casey, he is not going to hate you. That man loves you to death. This isn't going to change that."

"Yes it is," Casey whimpered, "I let someone else inside me." She averted her gaze, feeling embarrassed, and wrapped her arms around herself.

Olivia thought her heart was going to break. She could not believe her friend felt such deep guilt over being raped. It was never the victims fault, didn't Casey know that?

"Casey, did you say no?"

Casey nodded. "Over and over. I begged him to stop. He-he just wouldn't."

"Then it wasn't your fault sweetie. You didn't let him do anything. That's all you had to do was say no and you did that. Anything that happened after was his fault."

Casey finally looked at Olivia, her face shining with tears. "Really?"

"Really," Olivia answered.

Casey took a breath and gave her friend a tiny appreciative smile. She was quiet for a moment and decided she needed to tell Olivia something else. Something horrible and humiliating. She needed to know if this changed anything.

Casey's eyes dropped again and she started playing with her fingers. "What if I...What if I liked it?" she whispered.

Olivia blinked at her, thoroughly confused. "What do you mean, sweetie?"

Casey blushed scarlet and bit her lower lip, she didn't want to say this out loud, it was so embarrassing, but she had to. "He-He raped me twice, and when he finally stopped I thought it was over. But then...he said he was going to make me feel good, that I would love it..." Casey paused and let out the breath she was holding. Come on, you can do this. "He-He started touching me again, and then he...put his fingers in me. He kept pushing them in and out. He made me...feel...I-I really hated it...but my body just...I couldn't help it." Casey seemed to get redder by the second.

Olivia stared at her for a moment, and then gasped as she suddenly realized what Casey was trying to say. Casey feels guilty because her body reacted to him. She thinks that means she wanted it.

Casey was sobbing once again, and hiding her face in her hands. Olivia pulled Casey's hands away from her face and looked her in the eyes. "Casey, your body responded based on biology, not consent. I know you didn't want him to do that to you. You know that too, you know you didn't "like" that at all."

Casey did know that, in the back of her mind that truth was there; but hearing another person believe it made her feel so much better. She took a few deep breaths and rubbed her belly.

"Casey, when did this happen?" Olivia questioned gently.

"The day I got disbarred, "Casey said quietly, "He-He'd been sober for six years but he showed up at my place in the middle of the night totally wasted. I was lonely and upset. I never should have let him in."

"You had no reason not to trust him, "Olivia replied, "Are you sure you didn't tell anyone about this at the time?"

Casey started to get choked up again. "I-I tried. I called my sister two days later..." She trailed off unable to contain the fresh wave of tears. "Sh-Sh-She wouldn't even listen to me!"

Olivia shook her head in disbelief.

Casey kept talking. "Sh-She just started screaming at me. She called me a whore and she told me to stay out of her life. Then she hung up and never spoke to me again." She tried hard to stop crying, but the memory was just too painful.

"That's why you were afraid to tell Chester," Olivia surmised, "you thought he would react the same way?"

Casey nodded tearfully and Olivia pulled her friend into a tight hug that she gratefully accepted. "That is never gonna happen, okay? He loves you so much Casey. Right now all he wants to do is be here for you."

All Casey wanted was for Chester to hold her and tell her he still loves her; that this won't change the way he feels about her. Now she believed there was a chance of that happening, but she was still terrified of the alternative.

"Will you tell him for me?" she asked, still in her friend's arms, "Please? I'm...scared."

"Sure I will," Olivia answered. She gently pulled Casey back upright and gave her a reassuring smile. "But then you're going to talk to him. Deal?"

"Deal." Casey replied, wiping her eyes. She watched Olivia get up and start walking towards the door and she began to feel very, very nervous.

"Olivia!" she called, wanting to stop her.

Olivia looked back and smiled at her again. "It's going to be okay, I promise."

Meanwhile...

Alex and George were sitting in the upstairs lounge. George was listening intently to Alex's story. Eli was in Alex's lap dozing with his head on her shoulder.

"So that's when Ted showed up. He called Elliot and Elliot freaked; just like I thought he would," Alex finished with a sigh, "Why is he doing this to me George?"

"The stalker or Elliot?" George asked shrewdly.

"What do you mean?" Alex asked, confused, "I've been talking about the stalker this whole time."

"Well it seems to me that you're more worried about Elliot's reaction than what actually happened to you."

Alex blinked a few times and thought about what he said. "I'm not. I just hate that he makes such a big deal out of everything."

"I think that's because he loves you. And right now, what you're going through, is a very big deal."

"I know that. I just want to have a normal life. I don't want to think about this every minute of the day, but it's all he wants to talk about."

George watched her silently for a moment before pulling a question out of left field. "When did you tell him you were pregnant?"

Alex was taken aback. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"It's just a question."

"Well, it's none of your business. I didn't come here for you to shrink me George, I came here so you could tell me why this creep won't leave me alone!" She started to raise her voice but caught herself. She looked down at Eli to see if she had woken him up but he didn't move.

"Please just drop it okay?" Alex whispered.

"Okay," George replied evenly, he decided to change the subject for the time being, "Well it seems to me that whoever's been watching you is seeking revenge."

"Revenge?"

"He's trying to scare you. He wants you to be afraid. He wants you to feel unsafe."

"Well mission accomplished."

"He obviously he attacked you because he was enraged. But it's more about him losing control. He had you where he wanted you and you moving made him think you weren't scared of him anymore. And you left his comfort zone."

"So what do I do now!?" Alex had to stop herself from yelling again. "He found me! He destroyed Elliot's apartment! What does he want now?"

"Can you think of any reason someone might want to get back at you?"

"I'm a prosecutor George, there's about a million reasons."

"Right but, I think this is more personal. Whoever this is feels personally victimized by you. They feel you owe them something."

"Well, I don't know what to tell you. I don't have any personal enemies. I don't have very many personal friends either, to tell you the truth." Alex began to think about her friend Jenna in D.C. and wondered if she should call her. "I've been told I'm a little 'frosty' until you get to know me."

George chuckled at this. "Well I think you just try really hard to stay in control of everything, even when it's impossible."

"Yeah, well I'm not in control of anything anymore. I feel like I'm just standing around, waiting for things to happen."

There was a brief silence where Alex became lost in thought and George simply watched her.

Alex spoke first. "George, can I ask you a question, about Eli?"

"Sure."

"Okay, well his mom...left him 2 months ago. She just dropped him off with all his stuff and said she was 'moving on with her life', and we haven't heard from her since."

George frowned. "That must have been extremely hard for him."

Alex reached up and cradled Eli's head against her chest. "It was...he was so upset. He didn't want to go to school for weeks, and he cried all the time. But, this morning when he woke up, he called me 'mama' and he hasn't let go of me since. I mean, is that at all normal?"

George sat back in his chair. "Well, I wouldn't say it's typical, but it happens. Eli has essentially suffered the death of a parent. He's bonded with you in the wake of that traumatic experience."

Alex nodded. "I get that. But I don't know what to do now. I mean, how do I help him?"

"Well that all depends on how permanent you intend to be in his life." George said. Alex didn't say anything so George continued. "He is probably going to be more affectionate now, he'll keep calling you mom if you let him. If you're willing to assume that role then I suggest you just keep doing what you're doing. Take care of him, tell him you love him, and make him feel secure."

Alex tried to put on a smile. She desperately wanted Elliot in that moment. She wanted to see him, she wanted to talk to him, and she wanted to be in his arms. "Are we done here?" she asked.

George smiled back at her. "For now, but I'm always here if you want to talk."

"Thanks," Alex replied. She then wrapped her arms around Eli and walked with him down the stairs into the bull pen. She found Elliot pacing in front of his desk and walked over to him.

"Hey El," she said softly. Elliot snapped himself out of his thoughts when he saw her in front of him.

"Hey sweetie, how'd it go?" he asked.

Alex shrugged. "Fine I guess." She then lifted Eli off her shoulder and handed him over to Elliot. Elliot took him with a confused look on his face.

"Can we talk?" she asked softly, "in private?"

"Sure" Elliot took her hand and led her across the room toward another set of stairs and up to the cribs. When they got there, he laid his sleeping son down on one of the bunk beds and then turned to look at Alex who was quickly losing her composure. He put his arms around his fiancé and she unraveled the rest of the way.

"It's okay Lexy," he said, "everything's going to be fine."

"What if it's not?" Alex said, pulling away from him. "Maybe-Maybe I shouldn't have come back here! Maybe I should go back to D.C."

"Baby, how can you say that? I love you, I love you being here." Elliot was thoroughly taken aback.

Alex pulled away from him further. "I know, I know but Eli, he's-he's traumatized. And now he's attached to me! He needs a mom that's going to be here for him, not one whose life is in danger! What if something happens to me! What if whoever this is gets me one day! I don't want...I don't want Eli to be hurt again!" Alex was trembling and way past the point of being able to control her volume. "I just feel like I've made things worse for the both of you. This guy, he's not gonna stop until...until he gets what he wants. I don't want you or Eli getting hurt because of me!"

Elliot closed the distance between them and pulled her back into his embrace. "Okay, okay, just calm down baby, take a breath."

"I'm sorry El," she murmured to his chest, clinging to him once more.

"Lexy listen to me okay," Elliot said earnestly, "I am hopelessly, desperately, head-over-hells in love with you. We are going to be married sometime soon. Your problems are my problems. What you're dealing with, I'm dealing with. We are in this together. Eli, he's part of the package and he loves you too. We're your family now Lexy, whether you like it or not. We're your family and you're not going anywhere without us. And you know what else? I am not letting this guy hurt you. If I have to be with you every second of every day, I promise you I will protect you. You have to trust me, okay?"

Alex was profoundly calmed by his words. He always knew how to make her feel like the safest place in the world was wrapped in his arms. "I do trust you El, I really do! God, I love you!" She kissed him. It was gentle but passionate, and she found herself smiling for real for the first time that day.

"There's just one thing though," she said coyly.

"Oh?"

"We can't get married too soon. I have to get rid of this belly first. So I'm thinking at least six months after the twins are born, maybe a year tops."

"A year!" Elliot feigned disappointment.

"Tops! I promise. I wanna look pretty for you." Alex flashed her eyes at him flirtatiously and he gave her another sweet kiss before he reached down to feel her baby bump.

"You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen, even with the belly," he said honestly, "And you're going to be a great mom. To the twins and to Eli."

"I sure hope so."

Olivia walked out of Casey's room and pressed her back up against the door as she closed it. More of her own tears fell as she thought about what she had to tell Chester, that Casey had been raped by her own brother-in-law. Things like that weren't supposed to happen to people she cared about.

She walked almost dazedly down the hallway toward the waiting area and thought feverishly about the best way to tell him. When she saw him he was sitting with head in his hands, fisting his own hair. She decided there was no best way to say this, she just had to do it. She walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder, his head shot up immediately.

"Olivia! What happened! Did she talk to you!?"

Olivia nodded and sat down next to him. Chester gripped the edge of his chair and looked her in the eyes expectantly.

"Well, what did she say?"

She looked at him for a moment and willed herself to form words. "Chester, I'm so sorry, but you were right. Her brother-in-law...he raped her."

Chester's gaze fell instantly. Olivia watched his face slowly morph into anguish. He started shaking his head. "No."

"Chester.."

"NO!" Chester shouted. Then he shot up from his chair with such force that his chair toppled backward with a bang. He stalked off down the hallway muttering to himself and Olivia hung her head in defeat, wondering whether or not she should follow him.

When she looked up she saw that Casey had been watching them through the window in her room and the look on her face made Olivia get up and chase after Chester as fast as she could.

"Chester!," she called, "Chester come back!" As she jogged after him her mind was racing. She saw him walk away, she must be devastated. I can't let him leave.

Olivia was soon out of breath, being 8 months pregnant, and couldn't find him. She stopped at the nurses station to ask if anyone had seen where he went and a nurse pointed her toward the stairwell. She walked over, fully prepared to tackle him down a flight of stairs, but when she opened the door he was sitting right on the top stair, sobbing. He didn't want anyone to see him cry.

Olivia walked over slowly and sat next to him on the stair, his head was leaning back against the wall and his eyes were closed. She waited for him to notice her.

"How could I let this happen to my baby?" he croaked, not opening his eyes, "I'm supposed to protect her, to-to keep her safe."

"You were in jail," Olivia answered softly, "It was the day she got disbarred; you had just gotten arrested, there was nothing you could have done."

"I could've been there. I could've kept my ass out of jail. I was so stupid." Chester dragged his arm across his face to try to staunch his tears and rapped his head against the wall behind him saying 'stupid' over and over.

"Chester, you can still be there for her okay, it's not too late," Olivia stressed, "She needs you now more than ever."

Chester took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes. He looked at Olivia with a mixture of sadness and frustration. "Why didn't she tell me Liv? All this time, she never said anything. I could've helped her."

Olivia shifted a little closer to him on the stair. "She was afraid that...you wouldn't believe he raped her, that you'd even blame her for it."

"I would never-why would she think that?"

"Because she already blamed herself. I think-I think she felt like she cheated on you, by not being able to stop him."

Chester took another breath and shook his head. "My poor baby. I've got to talk to her." He started to get up but then stopped to help Olivia.

"Thank you so much Liv," he said gratefully, "I really appreciate-"

"You don't have to thank me," Olivia interrupted, "Just go tell her you still love her."

Chester nodded, and then turned to re-enter the hallway. When he did so he saw his hysterical wife struggling with three nurses at the nurses station who were intent on not letting her past them.

"Please!" he heard her say, "Please let me go! I need to find my husband!"

"I'm sure he's gonna come back ma'am, now you really need to go back to your room. The doctor said you need to stay in bed."

"No, please! He's gonna leave, I have to stop him!" Casey tried to push past the nurses but one of them physically held her back. Casey whimpered at the contact.

"Casey it's okay! I'm right here!" Chester called as he hurried over to her. As soon as Casey saw him she burst into tears. Chester grabbed her and wrapped her in a tight hug. Casey wrapped her arms around his neck as she felt herself getting weak in the knees.

"I'm sorry!" she sobbed into his shoulder, "I never wanted him to touch me! Please, you have to forgive me!"

"No honey," Chester replied, "I'm sorry, for not being there. Don't you dare apologize. You did nothing wrong you hear me? Nothing. I love you so much." He pressed a kiss into her hair and held her even tighter, not caring who was watching. "I love you so, so much."

In that moment, Casey was completely elated. He knows. He knows and he's holding me. He knows and he still loves me. That's incredible. She did not want to let go of him, not for one single second.

Chester had been lost in his thoughts, thoughts about how much he loved her, how he wanted to protect her from anything and everything that might hurt her, how he wished that didn't include her own damn family members. He slowly became aware, however, of her body. She was shaking and her belly with their precious babies in it was pressed against him. He remembered what her doctor had said about bed rest. He suddenly scooped her up bridal style and she looked at him surprised.

"You need to go lay down," he said, "you're supposed to be resting."

"Don't leave me," she replied, looking him in the eyes.

"I won't. Ever."

A/N: I feel pretty good about this one, I hope you guys do too! Shoot me a review and I'll give you a sneak peak into the next chapter! ;) xoxo