Okay guys. I'm updating this story a bunch of times within the next few days as I want to try to complete this before the show returns. Please bear with me.

FOUR WEEKS LATER…

"Olivia stared out of her binoculars as she sat in the car, impatiently waiting for Amanda to come back from the coffee run. Rollins, one of Olivia's detectives, only walked a couple blocks to get their coffees; but during a stakeout, a couple of minutes always felt like a ridiculously long time.

The brunette couldn't help but worry about the blonde. But worrying came with the territory. She was the lieutenant now. She couldn't keep herself from constantly watch too closely over pretty much everyone in her squad. It was as if she were a parent to all of them now and with that came an overbearing responsibility she didn't realize she would be burdened with. She wondered if this was how her own captain had felt all of these years and was beginning to think that all of the grief she gave him would come back to her twice as hard with Amanda.

Her squad had been keeping more than an eye on the Grotega brothers for two weeks now. They couldn't prove that they were involved with trafficking underage girls from El Salvador, Guatemala, and Honduras and prostituting them in the states. Not being able to do this was taking a toll on all of them, especially since the last girl that they murdered was only 14 years old and she was murdered under their watch. Olivia and the rest of the squad were restless. They were doing everything in their power to make sure these brothers were caught.

The brunette gazed at the white house with the Catholic statue of the virgin Guadalupe, sitting up on the front lawn. And around the house, there was a metal wire fence standing fully upright. The white paint on the house was clearly chipping off and the rust was beginning to show underneath but from far it looked like every other house in the neighborhood. It always amazed her how normal the homes of these people always were. No one would ever guess what was actually happening there behind closed doors.

Amanda finally knocked on the window beside the car. The sudden sound startled Detective Benson as she moved her eyes away from the binoculars. She pressed the button to unlock the doors and watched as Amanda got in the passenger seat.

"Glad you made it back," Olivia said. "I was beginning to think you took off with my lunch money."

Amanda made a not so impressed face. "Well, I didn't think I could get to Vegas with a whole 2 bucks."

"Thank you," the brunette said as she took the coffee and croissant from Amanda. "Fin and Nick are coming for the second shift.

Amanda stared back at the house and it upset her that no one had come out yet. "How long are we going to be able to keep this up?" she asked her lieutenant.

"However long it takes," Olivia answered her simply.

But those kind of answers didn't make Amanda feel any more relieved about the situation. She wanted to take action. She wanted to run in there and grab the Grotega brothers and bring them in now. They had been tracking them for over 2 weeks now and they still didn't have enough on them to arrest either one of them.

"What if we just take in Victor Grotega? He's the younger one and he's the one with a record," Amanda pointed out as if Olivia didn't know already. "I bet if we bring him in and put enough pressure on him, we can get a confession on something they've done."

"We can't," Olivia answered. "We don't know what we could be risking if we go down that road."

Amanda couldn't hold her words back anymore. "I'm sorry, Liv, but hasn't being hesitant with this case already cost us Lucila's life? Shouldn't we be doing everything we should to catch these guys before they hurt anyone else? I can't help but feel like we're just sitting out here and doing nothing when we should be busting in there and putting a stop to their business."

Olivia sighed. The truth was that she understood exactly what Amanda was feeling but Amanda was new to the squad. She was still acting from the gut rather than thinking all the possibilities through all the way. "Amanda, the best way to make sure that we get all of these girls is to make sure we have the evidence we need to hold them. There's no evidence that ties either of them to the murder and given Lucila's testimony, there are other girls that need our help. If we take in Victor, all that does is give Will enough time to try and get rid of them and we need to know where they're keeping the kids. We're going to need that information from Victor and Will."

Olivia straightened up from her seat when she saw a car begin to pull right in front of the Grotega's home.

"Look," the brunette pointed as both women placed the binoculars over their eyes to get a better view of what was going on. They watched closely as a young tan skinned man open the driver's seat door and get out of his car. He walked over to the other side of the vehicle and open the other door.

Callie got out of the car slowly. Olivia glanced at her and couldn't help but notice that she seemed miserable.

Amanda spoke first, "I think we got something here."

"Hold on," Olivia warned her, to keep from getting the rookie to open the car door with her gun raised.

"Liv, that girl no more than 17."

Olivia agreed, "It's too risky, Amanda. There's a possibility she's eighteen or even older. There's no way of knowing. If we act now and she is an adult, then we're going to blow our cover. And besides, she's not exactly their type. They go after girls from other countries, ages 10 to 15. She's white and looks older. It doesn't make sense."

"So we don't check it out check it out?" Amanda asked her.

"I'm not saying that. I'm saying we need to tread with caution. We need more information. The license plate number," she pointed to the car. "Take a picture and have Fin run it in to the plate recognition database and see if we get a hit."