What did she even regret. Yes, he is her partner, and she'd waited twelve years to be with him like that.

"Is something wrong Liv?"

"No, everything is fine," she added with a sleepy grin.

He knew something was bothered her... was it him? Was it the case. Lost in his own thoughts, he came back to reality. Olivia had laid her head on his chest, her bare breasts pushed against his ribs, he felt her soft breaths rise and fall, he breathed in her scent... he was so happy with her. She's his partner. He thought about how could he have let himself fuck her.

The thoughts raced on through his mind. She probably wondered the same thing. When he realized they both wanted it bad, and it was done and over, he breathed a sigh of relief, and Olivia scooted closer as his body relaxed. She was closing the space between them, she had closed her eyes, and fallen straight asleep without another word. He looked down at her sleeping soundly "Fuck." He whispered, realizing he didn't bring clothes for work the next day. He decided he would just wake up earlier, and he pushed the thoughts away, then fell asleep.

When he stirred awake, he kicked a leg out of the blanket, and came to the realization he wasn't home. He was in Olivia's bed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. His eyes shot to the nightstand and lying there was a note:

Hey, El, I didn't want to wake you. I went for breakfast. I hoped you'd wake up in my bed again... soo I bought you some clothes. I figured it would be easier than rushing home after a... uh... late night; )

-Liv

He chuckled to himself as he rolled out of bed. She hoped he would wake up in her bed again... he liked the sound of that. He walked to the bathroom looking around the room to find the clothes when he got to the door he took another look. A pair of dress pants, a button up shirt, and a tie were neatly folded at the bottom of the bed. He stretched, threw on the clothes, and walked back to the bathroom. He laughed when he noticed the unopened tooth brush. "Olivia, you never miss a thing" and with that he brushed his teeth. Olivia was walking through the door as he walked into the kitchen. A foot was holding the door, she had a bag in her mouth, keys in one hand, and a drink carrier in the other. She managed a half smile with her teeth clenched on the bag. He grabbed the coffees and orange juice from the carrier and closed the door behind her. She opened her mouth and let the bag drop onto the counter.

"How was your morning?"

"I've just been thinking about this case. Do you think Kaitlyn will be ready to talk? Oh and thanks for the clothes" He winked and flashed her a smile.

She sighed and walked to the table going on talking about what could happen, but Elliot was mesmerized by her beauty. Her brown curls fell on her shoulders. She rarely ever wore her hair natural. He couldn't place why not, he loved it. She wasn't wearing much make-up. He played the routine look in his head: dark red lipstick, nude eyeshadow, and mascara. As she was talking she flipped her hair behind her and moved her hands to emphasize her words. He hadn't heard a word she said. He sat there smiling like an idiot until he realized she was waiting on him to reply, he nodded.

"Yeah, let's just hope we can get something from her."

Olivia cocked her head to the side and gave him an agreeing look. She stood up and he followed. Simultaneously they grabbed their jackets and coffees. Elliot and Olivia walked to work together occasionally, so, today wouldn't shock anyone. When they walked through the precinct doors she gave Elliot a now or never look and walked towards the stairs to talk to Kaitlyn and her mother.

"Hello Mrs. Simmons... Sorry about the inconvenience last night. We don't normally run a bed and breakfast" Olivia was laughing to lighten the mood.

"You brought my Katie to me, that's all that matters to me."

"Yes, but not under the best circumstances. I'm sorry to tell you your daughter has been working for a group of men who have killed many women so far. The number is still climbing and she doesn't want to give us any details. If she could give us something to work with we could work out a deal." Olivia clicked her pen, sat it down, and leaned back to wait for a response.

"Well, Detective Benson, you'll have to give us protection. Katie tells me she knows what these men are capable of and won't talk without your word to keep us protected."

Olivia sighed and looked behind her to discover whose footprints were echoing behind her.

"Elliot... Any idea where Alex is? We're gonna need her"

Elliot knew that look... Olivia was pissed off.

Elliot reached for his phone, without hesitation and called Alex Cabot.

"Hey, Alex, sorry to bother you. I know you have court today, but is there any chance you could come by here. It's kind of crucial to our case." Elliot paced as he spoke.

After a long pause that Olivia thought was never going to end Elliot spoke again, "Yeah, that'll be fine. I'll buy lunch and you can eat as we discuss what's going on. I appreciate you taking the time."

Another long pause and Olivia exhaled and started to open her mouth to speak to Katie's mom, but she was distracted by Elliot saying her name.

"Olivia is talking to the victim's mom right now. We will get all the paperwork done. You'll just need to bring that guy from the FBI, and we can sort everything out. Thanks again."

"I'm going to give you some forms and I'll need them all filled out. An officer will escort you to your home. We will need birth certificates, driver's licenses, social security cards, and anything else with your name on it."

Olivia turned away, and she headed toward a uniformed officer to ask him to drive Kaitlyn and her mom home. She didn't trust them to come back on their own. That wasn't a risk she was willing to take.

The two officers drove them home to find the place destroyed. Papers were laid all over the floor. The mahogany hardwood floors weren't even visible, the glass was busted out of the windows, and spray painted on the wall in black was the image of a girl who looked just like Kaitlyn, but covering her body was a black knife. Katie cried, the officers called for Elliot and Olivia after they taped the house as a crime scene, and escorted Katie and her mom to the marked car outside.

Elliot and Olivia walked in first. Olivia asked questions during the walk.

"Did you guys touch anything?"
"Did you see anyone flee the crime scene?"
"Have you checked the area for anyone looking suspicious or like the sketch?"

"Uhm... No. No. No."

Elliot started to do the talking after that "Go patrol the area and patrol on-foot the woods in the back. It's probably a dirty pleasure to see us memorized by their work."

The uniformed officers left Olivia, Elliot, and CSU to do their job. No fingerprints but the note they found beside the drawing was written by someone right handed, it read "You think this is a piece of work? Wait until you find her body." Olivia's breath hitched and she breathed out sharply. They ran out of the house and followed the marked police car just in case. Kaitlyn had known what she was talking about, and Olivia felt awful for making a scene when they had asked for protection. She should've known what these men were capable of. She'd been to every crime scene.

*I've made y'all wait long enough for a new chapter! Sorry, I worked a little harder and I have edited it more times than I'd like to admit. It's still not perfect*