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"Why am I the only one here who has a problem with this?" Stabler was asking as Alex stepped into the hallway. The thin guy was with him, along with Olivia and Detective Sledge. Stabler turned and scowled at her. "The only witchcraft at work here is how you got them to swallow this line of crap."

"Ease up, Elliot," Olivia said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I didn't swallow anything, I felt the incubus on his skin when I touched him. You know how I feel about rapists, okay, but one second longer, and I--" Anger flashed in her eyes. "--I would not have been accountable for my actions."

"You would have had sex with him?" Stabler asked, as if it were the foreign and repulsive thing he'd ever heard. Olivia laughed, a sharp, bitter bark.

"No, Elliot, I'd have thrown him down on the desk and f--" Her mouth snapped shut as Captain Cragen appeared beside Sledge.

"Please, don't stop on my account," he said dryly. No one spoke. "Anyway, it seems that the suicide from this morning is a closed case. ME found anti-psychotics in her system. Boyfriend says she had a history of picking up strangers, having intercourse with them, and then trying to kill herself out of guilt in the morning. Looks like she finally succeeded. DA won't go after Goren for this one; no one could prove it wasn't consensual. Have you nailed him for the others yet?" Alex and Olivia exchanged glances.

"We've hit a snag, Captain," Olivia said, leading him back down the hall to his office. Alex stepped into the observation room to see how Bobby was doing. He was sitting in the chair much as she had left him, but he'd finished removing the cuffs and was reading the file she'd left for him.

"He's lucky." Alex glanced over her shoulder. The thin man had followed her.

"I don't see how," she said bitterly. "It's killing him."

"I meant, he's lucky to have a partner like you." Alex blinked, surprised by the compliment, but then he continued. "I wasn't so lucky and got stuck with Detective Tutuola."

"Now, that's not very nice, John." An Hispanic man was stepping into the room, his mouth framed by a thin line of beard. He looked a little out of place, like he was on the wrong side of his shield.

"Come here," beckoned John, "I want you to meet Detective Alex Eames. Alex, this is Odafin Tutuola."

"I know who she is," Tutuola said with a scowl, but he crossed the room and shook her hand anyway. "Pleasure to meet you. And call me Fin. Everybody else does." He turned to watch Bobby. Alex looked up at John.

"John Munch?" she asked. He nodded. "I should have known. So, can I count on any help from you?"

"If you mean, do I believe your partner was cursed by a wicked witch?" He shrugged. "Sure, why not."

"Because it's insane, John," Fin said, scowling over his shoulder. "The man's a rapist. End of story." Munch laughed, a rough, caustic sound.

"Oh, come on, you've met one of my ex-wives. Don't tell me you don't believe in witches." Fin didn't respond. The door opened and Stabler, Sledge, Olivia, Dr. Huang and Cragen filed in. The Captain looked around at each before speaking.

"Not a word of this goes past us," he said finally. "If the press gets even a hint that we're entertaining this notion, let alone actively investigating it--" He rubbed a weary hand over his face. "Let's just say that meter-maids will have more authority than we will." He left without another word. Alex wandered over next to Sledge.

"You don�t have to stay,� she told him. �Stabler and Tutuola are... skeptical. I can�t say I blame them, and I wouldn't blame you, either, if you couldn�t believe me." He rubbed the side of his jaw, his eyes moving to the two-way mirror, finding Bobby. She wouldn't have been surprised to have him join the disbelievers; he and Bobby had nearly come to blows less than a week after his transfer in. He sighed.

"I once saw a Hopi medicine man turn himself into a coyote," he said quietly. "It's why I left Arizona. So, yeah, I can believe it. I don�t like it, but I believe it."

"Hey, Alex." She turned at the sound of Olivia's voice. Bobby had closed the file and left the chair. He was pacing again, his right arm held tight across his stomach, his big hand cupping the left elbow, his left hand curled into a loose fist and pressed against his lips. He started to gesture, to speak. Sledge, who was nearest the intercom box, flipped the switch.

�-- a relief,� he was saying, his strong voice thin and staticky through the box. �I mean, the prognosis isn�t... good, but better than the al... alternative, better than going crazy. At least, by morning this will all be... over.� Alex couldn�t contain the strangled gasp that echoed like a gunshot in the silent room. All eyes turned to her.

�What�s he talkin� about?� Fin asked.

�I suspect the others in there with you will want to know what I�m talking about,� he said with a hint of his old quirky smile. He couldn�t have heard Fin. �Let�s see, Detectives Benson and... and Stabler will be there. He wants to see me... hang, her too, probably, although... she did touch me, so you may have persuaded her to your side.

�Dr. Huang should... should be there. You�re good, by the way, Doctor. You nearly had me for a moment. You won�t believe -- Can�t. You can�t... believe, not something like this. It�s easier to believe I raped those women that to believe this.� Alex glanced back at Dr. Huang. He crossed his arms over his chest, but the schooled expression on his face never changed.

�Did I get then all, Eames? No, I forgot one,� Bobby continued, his gestures becoming noticeably more animated. �Detective Sledge. Your new partner. The brightest... smile Major Case has to offer. I�m sure you�d agree, wouldn�t you, Eames? Good looking guy like that, must be rough to have as a partner, having to look at that all day. Hmm, Alex?� Alex closed her eyes, as if she could will the pain out of his voice.

�It�s the curse; he doesn�t mean what he�s saying,� she said with a sigh, stepping up to the glass and pressing her palm flat against it. Bobby couldn�t see her, of course, but his pacing brought him closer, almost as if he could feel her. He kept his eyes downcast, avoiding his reflection. Seeing him like that made her hurt. She didn�t know what to do, so she focused on what she did know. �Typically, an incubus is a demon that feeds on the sexual energy of it�s victim,� she said. �Once the demon is sated, it becomes dormant, harmless until the need rises again. Bobby�s not a demon, he�s cursed, but the same need drives him, and if it�s not met, it will become agonizingly painful.� She watched the small lines around his eyes deepen, the color drain from his lips as he pressed them together. He was feeling it already. �Unless the curse is sated, he will be in pain until sunrise... and then he will die.�

�By morning it will all be over,� Fin repeated in his low, deadpan voice. �He�s given up.�

�He�s also distancing himself,� Dr. Huang said from behind them. �That�s why he insulted Detective Sledge, why he lashed out at Eames. He�s trying to make the ultimate separation less painful.�

�There had to be something we can do,� Olivia said. �We can�t just let him die.�

�Here�s an idea,� Munch said, leaning against the wall next to the mirror. �There�s some working girls down in lockup. For a �get out of jail free� card, they�d probably do just about anything.�

�Absolutely not,� Alex said, shooting him a dark look. He just shrugged and walked away. She leaned her forehead against the glass again. There had to be something they could do, besides throwing hookers at him.

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