Alex had insisted on meeting Kurt at a hole in the wall restaurant. Outside and around the corner Elliot, Munch and Fin sat in an unmarked van, perched by the listening devices. Alex had insisted on wearing a wire, and Elliot had finally relented and agreed to help her with the less than legal eavesdropping operation.

Alex had arrived early and was seated facing the door. Moss made his way to her table and sat down, unsure of what she wanted to talk about. The waiter approached to take their order and scurried away when Alex informed him that they wouldn't be ordering and to please leave them alone. She also assured him a very good tip if he did so.

Kurt gave Alex a palm's up gesture and shrugged. "What do you want?" She slid a piece of paper across the table to him. He picked it up and read it and then laughed. "You can't be serious?"

"As a heart attack."

Kurt picked the paper up and summarized what was written on it. "In return for my signing away all rights to my child, Olivia will stipulate to paternity, agree to a limited number of visitations each year, at her discretion of course, and I will allow you to adopt my son." He chuckled. "Oh, and I agree to make a sperm deposit at a cryobank of her choosing for any potential future children she or you may wish to have?" He laughed again. "And why would I agree to any of this? And why the hell would I agree to donate sperm to the cause?"

Alex ran her tongue over her teeth. "Let me start with the latter and then we'll get to the former. I would not choose to have your tainted, demon seed impregnate me, but I do want to have a child and I want that child to be biologically linked to my wife's child. Laws are changing regarding gay marriage, but I'm not taking any chances. Blood is always thicker than water and should something ever happen to either or both of us, well." She shrugged. "As for the former…well, here's why you are going to do this." She reached into her briefcase and pulled out several more documents, handing them to Kurt.

She smiled as his face grew pale. "Seems your book is more fiction than non-fiction. A hell of a lot more."

"…She…she lied to me then. I had no idea."

Alex smiled and went in for the kill. "Oh but you did." She pulled out a photo and handed it to him. "Your 'child prostitute' is really a 22 year old illegal immigrant you had an affair with two years ago. She told you the horror stories of her cousin who died in the sex trade, but she herself was never a prostitute." Alex pushed her glasses up her nose. "She is however the probable cause of the bacterial vaginosis you gave Liv."

In the van three men all squirmed and made faces at her comment. "Bastard." Elliot looked at Fin and Munch and by silent agreement it was understood they would never bring the topic up to Olivia.

"You think you can blackmail me?"

Alex cocked her head. "Blackmail? No, never. That's illegal. I am giving you a choice; do as I have so nicely asked or this affidavit finds it's way to your book editor's desk, the Times and FOX News. They hate liberals you know. Your reputation as a journalist will be ruined and your career as editor here at the Ledger will cease to exist. You'll make Jason Blair, Stephen Glass and James Frey look like kindergartners." She smiled at him.

"And if I do as you ask? What assurances do I have?"

"You don't really." She considered what she'd said. "Actually, that's not true. You have my love for Olivia. If it were up to me I'd rat you out and make it so you couldn't even get a job with the National Enquirer, banish you to some god-fore-saken corner of the universe and terminate any and all parental rights. However, I love my wife more than anything and I understand and respect her need for the baby to know his biology and have some sort of relationship with his father. I won't begrudge her that."

"You can't expect me to just have a piece of myself out there walking around have nothing to do with him?"

"I'll send you pictures every six months."

"But…"

Alex Cabot had had enough. She stood up, leaned over the table and grabbed Kurt Moss' shirt. "Listen you piece of shit; you blackmailed a young, impressionable Asian girl into going along with your scheme, chasing literary glory, in exchange for helping her get her green card. You made the most beautiful woman in the world self conscious about a scar she has on her breast that saved her life and then tried to subject her to golden showers, bareback anal sex and a toe fetish. Do you really think you deserve a child?"

"Hey!" He tried to get up but she pushed him back down. "I only tried to help CiCi and her family. I have connections that could help her. That story is real, just not the way I wrote it exactly."

"Save it."

Now angry he tried for one last parting shot. "Enjoy sex with her because I never did! The best night we had was the night we made a baby."

Alex came back to the table and got down in his face. "That baby exists because of me. My kiss sent her running to you. Think about that." Angry with herself for stooping to his level she pulled the wire out of her blouse in front of Moss. "I hope you got all of that guys." She glanced down at Moss. "I'll send the papers over first thing tomorrow and you will call and tell Olivia of your decision. I won't have her going into deliver this baby with the threat of a paternity test over her head." She caught a glimpse of the waiter and growled at Moss, "And tip the waiter."

She stormed out of the restaurant and made her way to the van. She opened the door to find three very irate men waiting for her. She moved Munch out of the way and sat down next to him, trying to calm down.

"Asshole."

Elliot motioned with his eyes for Fin and Munch to leave them alone and they exited the van.

"We got him Alex. You done good as we like to say in the police biz."

She gave him a small smile. "Elliot…about what you heard there at the end…"

He held up a hand and shook his head. "I never heard anything and neither did the guys." She smiled at him and he looked away and then back, unsure of how to ask what he wanted to ask. "What…what scar Alex?"

Alex debated revealing something so personal. "Elliot…she's fine and in no danger. She took care of herself and didn't want anybody to know and that asshole used it against her to make her feel less than she is. She didn't keep you in the dark because of a lack of trust, it was just very, very personal." Seeing that he still looked a little hurt at being left out she added, "Elliot it's a woman thing, ok?"

"Oh. Ok."

They sat staring at each other for a moment before he reached for Alex.

"I love her and thank you for loving her the way she needs to be loved. Deserves to be loved." He swallowed hard. "I accept you and your place in her life."

She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"I have a wife waiting on me at home. Thank you. And thank the guys for me."