The next morning, the doctor showed Olivia how to change the dressing over her stitches, and gave her discharge instructions before she left with Elliot. Elliot wanted to take Olivia home but she insisted on going to work. Elliot agreed knowing he would be there to keep an eye on her.

Overall it was a relatively slow day at the office. Cragen put Olivia and Elliot on desk duty. Fin and Munch continued following the evidence in Olivia's case. Elliot offered to take Olivia home, and even stay with her if she wanted. He wanted to make sure she felt safe. She turned him down. She insisted he go ahead and head home, telling him she had some more paperwork she wanted to finish up. She promised to have a patrol car take her home. Elliot reluctantly agreed and headed out.

Olivia had no intention of going home. It wasn't safe. Not when she didn't know who had attacked her. She didn't want anyone fussing over her though, so she decided to stay at the precinct. She felt safe there. After everyone left she headed into the crib to try to get some sleep.

The week dragged on slowly. Olivia continued spending nights in the crib. Elliot was getting restless sitting at his desk and was ready to get back out in the field but he knew if he did that Olivia would be right behind him and he didn't think she was ready yet. Fin and Munch weren't having much luck tracking down the perp who had attacked Olivia. None of the fingerprints they found led anywhere, and without a license plate they were having a lot of trouble finding the vehicle Olivia's neighbor had seen, but there were still a few more leads to run down and they weren't going to give up till they got justice for Olivia. Elliot helped with the case from the office.

Late Thursday night Elliot headed back to the squad room to pick up his cell phone which he had forgotten. He was a little surprised to find Olivia's desk light on. Thinking she probably just forgot to turn it off he went over to turn it off for her but he saw her jacket still on her chair and her purse under her desk. "Liv?" he called out. He went and knocked on the women's restroom door and called her name again, then he went to check the crib. He saw Olivia sleeping on one of the bottom bunks. He went over and sat down next to her and put his hand on her back. She sat straight up, breathing in a panic, and reaching for her gun.

"Liv, Liv, it's just me."

"Elliot.. wh-what are you doing here?" Olivia asked as she rubbed her eyes.

"I left my cell phone here... Liv, why are you sleeping here? What's going on?" Elliot asked, brushing Olivia's hair out of her face.

"I uh, I... it was late when I got done with my work, so I decided just to sleep here tonight. I'm fine El," Olivia tried to play it down.

"Liv? How long has this been going on? Have you been back to your apartment since"

"Yah!" Olivia cut him off, "Of course, I'm fine Elliot. Really."

Elliot didn't really believe she was fine, but it was late, and he didn't want to get into it with her. He insisted on sleeping there too.