But at least Fin gets to throw Sean around a little at the job site. Sean freaks when he finds out about the semen, and goes pale when he finds out it's his own. He says that after Eric started drinking (to cope), Dana blamed him, and his marriage went to hell. "Don't tell me you never self-served," he says to Fin. "Not in my son's shirt," says Fin. Fucking SERIOUSLY. Sean says the hamper was just in the bathroom, and the shirt was on top of the hamper. Yeah. Still. You know what else is in a bathroom? TOILET PAPER.

So what's Elliot doing? Kicking down Jake Berlin's door. In case anyone's surprised.

Back at the station, Munch has recognized the blonde girl; it's Elizabeth Stabler, who's now fifteen. He tells Cragen about it, as well as Elliot suddenly having to run an errand. I love, love Cragen going into "oh, SHIT" mode: grabbing his gun from the top drawer of his desk and ordering Munch to move his ass.

The detectives show up at Berlin's apartment, where he's bloody and lying on the floor, which Elliot futilely trying to gain access to the website so he can delete his daughter's picture. "This doesn't look good, El," says Olivia. Cragen orders Jake to remove the picture (which he does, with extra-special on-screen deletion notifications and dramatic picture dissolving). And Jake wants to press charges.

That's not happening, but a royally pissed Cragen takes Elliot's gun and badge, and suspends him without pay "until Berlin's bruises heal. And yours, too." Cragen wants Elliot, "you selfish son of a bitch" to think about the three good detectives who have put their careers on the line because he went off half-cocked. Elliot leaves Cragen's office, looks at the other detectives looking at him, and leaves without saying anything. Are you guys still on to watch the Giants on Sunday?