"I finally feel like things are going to get back to normal." Olivia admitted to her therapist, Dr. Lindstrom, while she sat across from him in his plush office.

Olivia had started to see Dr. Lindstrom less and less as she got further out from the trial and everything with Lewis. But then everything with Brian happened; she knew that she needed the support of a professional again in order to get through it all. And she felt comfortable with Dr. Lindstrom, he knew what she needed and helped her more than she ever thought a shrink could.

"That's good, Olivia." Dr. Lindstrom. "But you said they're still getting there, what else do you need to happen for you to be completely back to normal?"

Liv sighed and gave thought to her answer, before replying. "I think I need this whole case to be over. It's like with Lewis, I need some closure and the justice system doing its job is my idea of closure. Although, I'm not sure that's going to happen very easily."

"What have you heard about the trial?" The therapist asked his patient.

"Not much yet." Olivia answered him honestly. She had already explained to Dr. Lindstrom what had happened with the charges Jack Sutton was facing.

The sick man, who was so much like Lewis it sent a chill down Liv's spine to just think about, had acted just as his predecessor. He was able to get himself separate trials in the jurisdictions where he committed the crimes. While it was the one-six that had worked the case, not all the crimes happened in Manhattan and he used it as an upper hand when it came time for his trial. So now the Manhattan trial would take place last, leaving Olivia waiting and worrying for who knows how long until she heard the results of the other trials.

Liv continued. "We should hear soon. The jury from the first case was deliberating yesterday afternoon, but as of this morning there was no decision made yet."

"Does it worry you that it's taking this long?"

And as much as Olivia hated to admit it, of course it worried her; she could even say it terrified her. She knew what Lewis had been capable of, not just when he was alone with a woman, but also when it came to the New York court system. The last thing she wanted or needed on top of all the other horrible happening in the recent weeks was for another sadistic, disgusting man to get himself off and free from prosecution. Liv honestly didn't know that she would be able to handle it if it happened; what more could she be put through?

But just when she had some hope left, she entered the squad room that afternoon after seeing Dr. Lindstrom and she could tell something was off.

Typically everyone was at their own desk, in their own space, but today they were gathered around, huddled near Fin's desk. Nick, Amanda, and Barba, all stood around while Fin sat central in the conversation they were all having with each other.

Olivia knew right away why Barba was there. "They came to a decision?"

Everyone turned to look at Liv as she walked towards them. They had been so preoccupied that no one noticed her enter the squad room.

Barba spoke to her first. "Yes. They did, about an hour ago."

"Is someone going to tell me what it is then?" Liv asked, although she wasn't sure she actually wanted an answer.

"Uhh… Why don't we go into your office and discuss it?" Barba suggested, heading towards Olivia's office door before he could get a response.

Liv followed him, throwing a glance at her detectives on her way in, but they all had on their most stoic expressions and she could read nothing from them.

Once they were both in the office, Barba shut the door. "Maybe you should take a seat?"

Olivia knew what he meant by that. He was apprehensive about giving the on edge, pregnant sergeant the bad news he knew he could not avoid. And Liv saw that; Barba wasn't a cop, trained to show nothing, and although he usually kept his emotions in check, he wasn't quite able to hide the defeat.

"Please just tell me." Olivia told him.

Barba let out a sigh and took another deep breath before giving her an answer. "Sutton's lawyer brought up whatever inconsistencies she could possibly make up and it seemed to have been enough to create some reasonable doubt with the jurors."

"So…" Olivia wasn't ready for the next words out of Barba's mouth.

"They didn't convict." He finally admitted to her. "He got off."

Liv's face dropped and a look of pure disbelief washed over her features. She wanted to cry and scream all at the same time. How was this all happening again? Sutton was not innocent and now here he was violating Olivia and the rest of his victims again.

"Olivia, I know this is hard…" Rafael tried.

But Olivia cut him off quickly. "Is there really any point to any of this? Why are we trying so hard to put this guy away, when we know that he's going to be another William Lewis and get himself off?"

Rafael Barba was at a loss for words. He wanted nothing more than to tell Olivia that he would do his job and that it would all be worth it when Sutton was sitting in jail charged with the maximum of twenty five years to life, but he didn't know if he could do that. He had been on the case with Olivia and the other detectives since the beginning of the Lewis tragedy and he knew how that turned out, he couldn't promise the sergeant, who was too smart to believe him, that everything would turn out like it should. Sometimes the justice system failed, even for the people who held it together.

"Olivia, you have to know that I will do everything in my power to put this guy in the place he belongs for a very long time." He tried to reassure her.

"I just… I don't…" Olivia couldn't even form a sentence. Her emotions were all over the place.

She had done it before. She had done it all before with Lewis and she never wanted to go through it again with the same outcome. She'd been put through it all before and nothing good came out of it. She just didn't know if she could keep herself together long enough to get through the trial and testify.

They stood for a while in silence, but Barba watched Olivia's demeanor changed. The color drained from her face and she looked clammy.

Barba walked up to her, placing a hand on her shoulder, while he looked into her eyes. "Olivia, are you feeling okay?"

She took a few quick, short breaths, before she responded. "I'm going to be sick."

And with those words, she rushed out of her office and through the squad room, past her detective who watched her worriedly. She slammed through the bathroom door and barely made it to the first stall, before she lost the little bit of breakfast she had eaten that morning.

With her stomach empty and her breath short and weak, Liv leaned her body against the cold metal of the stall, trying to calm herself down. She tried to take a few deep breaths, but they were shaky and didn't help her much. And soon instead of improving her breathing, it just became worse as she began to sob, the emotions she had tried so hard to hide, no longer in check.

And then she felt it, a small jab to her abdomen, a kick from her son or daughter. Her hand instantly moved to the spot. "I'm so sorry." Olivia apologized to her unborn baby.

At this point, Olivia felt like her child was all she had left and she knew that she had to keep herself together for the tiny, human being that she would be responsible for, but even that seemed hard. She felt so guilty for bringing an innocent being into a situation that seemed so desperate.

It was hard to be alone, it was hard to be violated by someone when she had already been through so much, and it was hard to hold on to any hope when she knew that the justice system she trusted had failed her again. And Olivia just wasn't sure what she was going to do. She knew that her child needed her, but to hold herself together any longer when everything seemed to be falling apart, felt like it might be impossible.