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Emily had really enjoyed her road trip with Carisi. The awkwardness she expected to be there wasn't and instead she had fun hearing about his sisters, his nieces, and his large Italian family. Who could forget that he's catholic too. It had been a tiny bit awkward how he went on and on about little Jessi and Amanda but they were important to him and she could tell.

She knew that what happened in that hotel room was nothing more than him being a good person and comforting a person who had been through so much. Still, Emily couldn't help but notice just how comforting his arms had been around her and how easily she'd been able to fall asleep with him beside her.

Just as they pulled up to Olivia's apartment building she got a feeling of dread. A man that looked a lot like her rapist was hanging by the street sign down the block. At first she didn't notice him, but he put a cigarette out and flipped a hood up right as she made eye contact with him.

Carisi was about to get out of the car when he caught a glimpse of Emily sitting rigid in her seat, her eyes locked on the man walking away.

"Emily?" Carisi said, looking from her to the man who had picked up his pace.

"It's- That's him…" was all she could say before Carisi was halfway down the block chasing him. Ten minutes later he returned out of breath.

"I lost him." He said, coughing with the chilly morning air shocking his airways.

"It's ok." She said shakily, tears forming in her brown eyes.

"No it's not," Carisi said, "I should have caught the bastard. Let me get you up to Liv's apartment and I'll call everyone in for a manhunt."

Emily didn't even object. She climbed out of the truck and walked to the building and they took the elevator to Olivia's floor. Emily had texted her as they were pulling onto their street so Olivia was already standing in the doorway with a smile on her face.

Somber faces and tears in Emily's eyes caused her smile to fade into concern.

"What happened?" Olivia asked as Emily started to break down. She wrapped Emily in her arms as she looked at Carisi.

"He was here." Carisi said angrily, "I-I ran after him , but he made so many turns and slipped right through my fingers. I aneed to call Fin and Amanda."

Emily began shaking and Olivia wished so much that she could end her sisters nightmare soon. She knew the pain and anxiety wouldn't resolve just from putting that man in prison but she could at least give her justice so she could focus on healing.

Olivia walked Emily into her apartment and Carisi went to take the truck to the storage unit Fin had offered to Emily to use. He even hired men to unpack the truck for her once they got to New York. Emily could see why Olivia called him one of her best friends.

Emily sat on the couch, her body felt so heavy. Her stomach was churning just thinking that he was so close to her. Then a horrible possibility entered her head. What if he came back? A wave of nausea hit her and she ran to the kitchen and emptied her lunch into the sink. Luckily Noah wasn't home from his play date yet. Olivia instinctively grabbed a towel and got it wet and handed it to Emily as she gathered her sister's hair into a ponytail and slid the band she had kept on her wrist around Emily's brunette locks.

It felt natural for Olivia to put it up because it felt just like her own hair. She rubbed Emily's back as she walked her again to the couch. After she made sure she was ok, she grabbed the new small garbage can she had bought her and put a bag in it for her to use, just in case.

She walked back to the kitchen and got her a glass of water whether she liked it or not. She was not going to have her passing out on her watch again. Just as Olivia sat the glass on the coffee table, a knock fell on her door. Emily's face went completely pale as she threw up once again into the small garbage can Olivia had given her. Olivia grabbed her handgun and made her way to the door, much like she had the morning Emily had arrived to her apartment. Olivia sighed with relief when she saw an antsy Amanda on the other side through the peephole.

"It's not him," Olivia said to Emily for reassurance as she opened the door to let Amanda in. Emily sighed with relief.

Amanda rushed in as soon as the door was open enough.

"Is she o-Are you ok?" Amanda said her hand stretched out towards Emily. Emily gave a weak nod of her head as she sat the garbage can down.

"What now?" Emily asked them both, her voice scratchy and raw from vomiting.

"I'm going to call Lucy and make sure that she and Noah are safe and stay away for now," Olivia said, bringing her phone to her ear and walking in the other room.

Amanda hadn't really talked to Emily much and she knew she and Olivia were identical, but she wasn't prepared for just how identical. Her hair, her eyes, hell even the clothes she wore were identical to Liv's.

"You doin' ok?" Amanda asked, knowing damn well she wasn't.

"As well as I can be, I guess," Emily said, still pale as a ghost, numb. Amanda had remembered seeing Patton for the first time after he'd assaulted her and she still got nauseous thinking about him. Amanda sat next to Emily, knowing better than to touch her, and just sat with her as silent tears fell from her red, swollen eyes