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Cragen appeared from his office with that look on his face.

"This can't be good," Munch commented seeing Cragen. The other detectives looked toward their captain.

"395 Broadway, three teen girls tied up and beaten."

The detectives didn't need anything more, they were all on their way out the door.

~*~*~*~ "What have we got?" Elliot asked Dr. Warner when he and Olivia arrived.

"Two dead, one in the hospital," Dr. Warner replied.

"We got the hospital," Olivia said to Munch and Fin.

~*~*~*~ The victim, Amanda Casey, was still unconscious at the hospital when Olivia and Elliot arrived.

"She's got broken bones in her arm and leg. Loads of bruises too," the doctor informed the detectives.

"Rape kit?" Olivia asked.

"Definitely intercourse, we have fluids."

"Let us know when it's back," Elliot said as he and Olivia turned to leave. They headed back to the station. Fin and Munch were also on their way there.

They all assembled in the office and Cragen joined them.

"So what have we got?" Cragen asked.

"Three victims, two dead and one still out in the hospital," Elliot replied.

"Two killed were raped and beaten," Munch added.

Elliot shifted uncomfortably in his chair, enough to earn a glance from Olivia.

"When the kits come back compare the DNA and make sure it's the same perp for all three," Cragen said.

When the kits were compared the DNA matched on all three. At least they were only looking for one perp. Amanda was still out in the hospital so they decided to call it a night. Elliot stayed at his desk staring at the case file, looking like he was trying to will the perp off the paper.

"You ok?" Olivia asked.

"Just trying to figure out why someone would do this to three innocent girls."

"Come on Elliot, it's not going to jump out at you. Let's get some dinner, my treat."

"You're right, but I don't feel like dinner."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'll take a rain check."

"Sure. You sure you're ok?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"You seem kind of out of it."

"I'm fine. I promise."

"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow."

~*~*~*~*~ 1 Week Later

The SVU team had solved the crime of the three girls. The day before had been spent handling a lot of paperwork. Today was turning out to be the same. Even Cragen knew it was slow, he gave Elliot the morning off for "personal reasons." Elliot came walking in at about 12:30.

"You look like hell," Olivia commented quickly when Elliot walked in.

"Thanks," he replied, lacking his normally sarcastic demeanor.

He sat down at his desk and opened a folder.

"You okay Elliot?" Olivia asked.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Ok, but you know-"

"I know."

Olivia went back to the file she had been working on. Two hours passed and Elliot hadn't said a word. Olivia kept glancing in his direction. Fin and Munch had headed out for lunch, leaving Elliot and Olivia alone in the office.

"If I agree to talk later will you stop looking at me?" Elliot finally said.

"I just want to help you Elliot."

"I'll take you up on your dinner offer, but I have one request."

"What's that?"

"We get take out and go to your place."

"If that's what you want."

"I don't want to talk in public."

"Take out it is."

Elliot gave her a slight smile and went back to his file.

Soon enough it was quitting time and Olivia and Elliot headed out.

"So what do you want to eat?" Olivia asked.

"Chinese is good."

"We'll go to my place and order."

They arrived at Olivia's apartment. She unlocked the door and led Elliot in. They decided on dinner and Olivia went to get the phone to order. Elliot was sitting on the couch. After Olivia ordered she joined him on couch.

"You sure you're ready to talk?" Olivia asked, knowing he didn't like to be pushed into talking.

"Yeah. I just don't know where to start."

"Why did you need the morning off?"

"I needed time to think."

"About?"

"My divorce."

"Divorce?"