Sorry, I took so long to update. First my laptop crashed, so I had to figure out how to update using my Droid phone. Eventually, I found a way, but writing on my phone takes longer than with my laptop. Then my phone started acting up. And it took me several weeks to get it fixed. But anyway, here's the latest chapter. Enjoy! :)

Location: Mercy General Hospital.

"Liv, calm down," Elliot insisted. "Why don't you have a seat?"
He watched as his partner paced up and down the waiting room. Then around in circles, and back up and down again and again.
"I can't," Olivia shook her head nervously. She was too worried about Calvin to sit still. "I don't know why, but I feel like this is somehow my fault."
"How could you even think that?" he asked, astonished. "You didn't hurt him."
"I know," she sighed heavily, still pacing. "But I should've known...I should've sensed something was wrong."
"There was now way you could've known," he said in a comforting tone.
Elliot motioned for her to sit down, but she refused. However, Olivia did stop pacing and looked her partner in the eyes.
"He emails me from time to time," she confessed to Elliot. "Whenever he can get away from his grandparents. Vivian filled their heads with lies about me They won't let me see Calvin. But he stays in touch with me. I should've known then something was suspicious."
Elliot furrowed his brows. "Has he ever mentioned a trip to New York in any of his emails?"
Reluctantly, she sat down next to him and thought back, trying to remember Calvin's emails.
"No," answered Olivia. But then she quickly changed her answer as another thought crossed her mind. "Maybe he did, but I haven't checked my email in over a week. I've been so busy. I should've made time to check it."
"Listen to me, Liv," Elliot put an arm around her. "Stop beating yourself up. None of this is your fault. There's nothing you can do to change it, but you can focus on helping him. Was there any hint in his emails about the abuse? Anything at all?"
Olivia inhaled, then exhaled deeply as she focused her mind on Calvin's emails once again. She tried to remember anything she may have overlooked, but she couldn't get the images from the hotel room out of her head. She kept seeing his bloody face and battered body. The thought of his unconscious, expressionless face sent shivers down her spine. She could feel tears stinging her eyes, but she brushed them away.
"I don't know," Olivia whimpered, unable to stop the tears from falling down her cheeks. "I can't think straight. I'm sorry, El."
"It's okay," he held her in his arms as she cried on his shoulder. "I'm sorry too. You've got enough on your mind right now. I shouldn't even have asked you. We'll figure this out later when we get back to squad room."
"Why couldn't he tell me?" she sobbed. "I could've helped him. I could've gotten him out of there somehow."
Elliot searched his mind for an answer. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, the doctor emerged from the operating room. Olivia and Elliot stood up as a female doctor walked over to them.
"How's Calvin?" Olivia asked anxiously, wiping the tears from her face.
"He's stable," the doctor explained. "His CAT scan showed no abnormalities but there was significant swelling in his brain. We also took some x-rays. His left arm is broken in four places. We set his arm and treated his cuts and bruises. Also, his body shows signs of long term abuse. He has bruises that are days, possibly weeks old and scars that may be even older."
"Will he be okay?" Olivia inquired.
"He's in coma," replied the doctor.
"I don't understand," Olivia's worries intensified. "The paramedic said he was breathing and responding to painful stimuli. What happened?"
"Please let me finish," the doctor spoke in a gentle, calming tone. "He's in a medically induced coma due to the swelling in his brain. The swelling should go down within a few days and he should wake by then. It'll take some time, but we expect him to make a full recovery."
"When can we see him?" Olivia questioned.
"As soon as we get him settled into the ICU," the doctor answered. "Which should be momentarily."
"Will you call us if anything changes," Olivia handed her business card to the doctor.
"Of course," the doctor nodded.
Olivia thanked the doctor then turned to Elliot as the doctor went on her way.
"He'll be okay, Liv," Elliot assured her. "There's not much we can do for him now. So why don't you go home. You need to rest. I'll be at the precinct if you need me. And I'll call you if we get any leads."
"Thanks," she told him. "But I won't be sleeping much tonight."
"I should've figured that," he understood how she felt. "Why don't you come down to the precinct with me then?"
"Okay," Olivia agreed reluctantly.

Location: SVU Squad Room.

"Tell me we've got something," Captain Donald Cragen called out as he emerged from his office.
He looked around the squad room for his detectives. John Munch and Odafin "Fin" Tutuola were sitting at their desks. Just beyond them at the media center, were Elliot and Olivia. All four of them hard at work.
"Talk to me," Cragen instructed them as he moved closer to them.
Munch spoke first. "The stolen credit the couple used at the hotel belonged to a Joshua Sorenson."
"And what do we know about him?" Cragen questioned. "Could he be involved?"
"I highly doubt it," Munch pulled up Sorenson's file on his computer. "He's a cop. And he's dead. It's a shame too. He had only been on the force for five years and he was newly married"
"How did he die?" Cragen demanded to know.
"A bullet wound in the gut," Munch answered. "He slowly bled to death. His body was found Saturday morning near his car on the side of the highway just outside of the city. His wallet and gun were gone, but he was ID'ed by his badge on his belt. The M.E. puts time of death between 10PM and 12AM the night before."
"That's the same night the card was used at the hotel," Cragen stated. "I'm betting Joshua had a encounter with Calvin and his grandparents that night and somehow got himself killed. But we're going to need more than the stolen credit card to tie them to the case. Who caught that case?"
"Homicide," replied Munch.
"Notify them," Cragen ordered. "Let them know what we found. And when CSU is done with the forensic evidence, have them send it over to Homicide. Speaking of CSU, have they called yet?"
"Just got off the phone with them," Fin spoke aloud.
"Please tell me it's good news," Cragen begged.
"Oh, it is," Fin assured him. "CSU found two blood types at the crime scene. One belonging to Calvin, and the other belonged to a female. I'm guessing it's the grandma. The DNA from the hairs found in the shower drain matched the female blood type. Also, there were two sets of fingerprints. They came back a match to George and Evelyn Drecker."
"That was quick," said Cragen, rather surprised. "I'm going to take a wild guess and say they're in the system for abuse."
"And that's only just one of the charges," Elliot chimed in.
"There's more?" Cragen turned his focus to Elliot and Olivia at the media center.
"Oh, yea," Elliot nodded. He clicked the mouse as files popped up on the monitor. "George has a long list of domestic abuse, drug, and drunken disorderly charges. Evelyn has drug and child abuse and neglect charges. She often sent her son, David, A.K.A. Calvin's father, to school in dirty clothes. Teachers also reported seeing cuts and bruises on David."
"And now the cycle of abuse is repeating itself," said Olivia in a somber tone. "But with Calvin, instead of David. How could Vivian do that to her own son? Didn't David ever tell her?"
"I don't know," Cragen shrugged. "Why don't you and Elliot pay him a visit and find out? Also, has TARU finished sifting through the hotel video footage? And what about the phone LUD's from their room?"
"Morales said he was on his way in," Fin responded. "He should be here soon. As for the LUD's, the only two calls in or out was to Cressley Falls Rehabilitation Center and a cell phone registered to Vivian Arliss."
"That would explain their trip to the city," Cragen guessed. "They were visiting Vivian in rehab. Any way to trace the cell phone?"
"I don't know," replied Fin. "I'll pass it on to Morales when he gets here."
"Which would be now," came a voice from behind them.
Everyone turned around to see Morales entering the squad room and walking toward them carrying a satchel over his shoulder.
"Sorry, I meant to get here sooner," Morales removed his laptop from his satchel. "Got stuck in traffic."
"What have you got for me?" Cragen said, getting down to business.
"Still images of your perps," Morales answered. He open several pictures on his laptop. "Here they are checking in on Friday night at 9:36PM. As you can see, Calvin is with them. And here they are again leaving at 7:22AM the next morning. No Calvin this time."
"They match the description the clerk gave us," Olivia said, studying the images.
"And the photos in their files," added Elliot.

"Plus," added Munch. "Their check in time coincides with Sorenson's time of death. His case file said it took him two to four hours to bleed out. It's possible they killed him before they checked in."
"Well, you all have your orders," announced Cragen. "Munch, notify Homicide. Liv and Elliot, go visit David Drecker. Morales, work on tracing that number. And Fin, go to rehab."
"What?" Fin was confused.
"Sorry, that came out wrong," Cragen corrected himself. "What I meant to say was go to Cressley Falls and have a chat with Vivian. Oh, and Liv? Can I see you in my office?"

"I'm coming," Olivia called as she stood up from her desk.
With that, everyone, except Elliot and Olivia, went to carry out their assigned tasks. Elliot waited in the squad room for Olivia. Meanwhile, she followed Cragen into his office.
"Shut the door," Cragen commanded. "Sit down."
Olivia did as she was told. "What's going on, Captain?"
"How's Calvin?" he asked.
"He's stable," she said as she proceeded to tell him all of the doctor's findings.
"And how are you doing?" Cragen questioned.
"I'm hanging in here," Olivia spoke truthfully. "I lost it at the crime scene, but I'm fine now. I can work this case. I have to. For Calvin."
"Elliot told me he emails you," Cragen stated.
"Yea," she confirmed. "He emailed me Friday, but I didn't read it until this morning. He said he was coming to the city to see his mom. And that he hoped his grandparents would let him come see me."
"Was that all?" Cragen inquired.
Olivia nodded. "His emails are always short." She explained about his grandparents' dislike for her. "I never saw any mention of abuse in his emails, but I'm going through them again."
"Good," Cragen commented. "We're going to need all the evidence we can find in order to help him. You know, Chief of D's actually ordered me to take you off this case, but I convinced him otherwise."
"Oh?" Olivia was curious. "How come?"
Cragen continued. "Knowing your previous history with Vivian and Calvin, he felt you were too close to the case. But I told him that I needed you. Calvin trusts you. And he's the only one who knows what happened to Officer Sorenson. If anybody can get through to him, it's you, Olivia."
"Thank you, Captain," Olivia said, gratefully. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this."
"You're welcome," Cragen nodded, appreciatively. "But if you ever feel like you can't handle it, you come to me. Okay?"
"I will," Olivia stood up to leave.
"And don't you worry," Cragen assured her. "We'll catch them. And I'm sure Calvin will be just fine.
"I know," Olivia forced a smile.

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