Of course, I just own my characters, I don't own the usual SVU cast...

A friend

He couldn't stop thinking on this case. A guy was suspected to be a rapist. A woman declared it out loud. She wasn't a liar, she was abused, but not by the man she was sure of. After long days of hard work and researches they were still interviewing the guy, trying to obtain his confession. Yes, he had sex with the victim that night. Yes, he met her at a bar, offered to get her home, but she invited him inside for a last drink and one thing led to another they had sex. It was consensual. He was aware of aids, and pregnancy matters, he used a condom. He claimed he wasn't a rapist, but none of the two detectives believed him. Hours passed and a woman came in the office.
*flashback*
Lady: Excuse me, does anyone know about Conor Patterson ?
Munch: Detective Munch. May I ask you who you are?
Lady: Gillian Stiles, his best friend. Where's he?
Munch: In a place where he's having troubles with two colleagues, why?
Gillian: I saw his picture in the medias, I heard about the rape case. He's innocent. I don't know the woman who accused him, and I'm sorry for her, but I know he's innocent.
Munch: How do you know that?
Gillian: I know him. He's my best friend. I'd give anything I have to prove he's innocent.
Munch: Well, that won't be enough.
Gillian: Please, let me talk to your colleagues. I came from San Francisco to help him. Please.
She didn't seem to be nervous, just tired but calm.
Munch: Ok...please take a seat, I'll ask them to come.
Gillian: Thanks. She sat near his desk.
After few minutes Munch came back with Elliot and Olivia.
Olivia: Mrs Stiles ?
Gillian: Call me Gillian. I have enough "Mrs Stiles" at work.
Olivia: Detective Olivia Benson, my partner, Elliot Stabler.
Gillian: I'd like to say nice to meet you but...that's not exactly ideal circumstances. How's Conor?
Elliot: Not really in a mood to confess a thing.
Gillian: Well, like I said to your colleague, he's innocent. He didn't rape this woman. I'm sure of that and ... I don't want to be rude but if you had done your job properly you would have realized it. The rapist of this woman is still walking free outside.
Olivia: How's that you're sure of his innocence?
Gillian: I'm his best friend. I know it could sound childish but he really is. We had been through a lot of things together, and ... I know him. I really know him.
Olivia: Men are not always like we think they are, Gillian.
Gillian: I know that. But... If you had a best friend like mine, I know you would say the same thing. Excuse me Detective Benson, but is there man you fully trust?
Olivia didn't answer.
Elliot: I'm sorry Gillian, everything's against him.
Gillian: Why? Because he did what any man on earth would have done? He saw a beautiful woman, tall, athletic, dark brown hair, he offered her a drink in a bar, and ... they slept together. It happens everyday. He has a lot of respect for women. Did the woman say she received a bunch of flowers ? He is used to do that. And he leaves a note with.
Elliot: How do you know that?
Gillian: I told, he's my best friend, I know him. I would never have wanted another father for my kids.
Olivia: Excuse me?
Gillian: If you have a moment, I can tell you a lot about us. I can tell how, when we met, what we've been through, everything. Everything you can verify of course. I want to help him.
Elliot and Olivia looked at each other.
Elliot: Ok, come this way.
They entered a room, Olivia and Gillian sat while Elliot stood, his back against the wall.
Gillian: Ok, tell us.
Gillian: We were in high school together. I was in the average, had friends, nothing extraordinary. He was hanging with others boys, with his team players. He used to play baseball. We met at high school and knew each other but not a lot. We haven't seen each other for a while, we didn't go to the same university. I met someone when I was still a student. I was feeling confident with him. He was the great guy, you know... the kind who's wanted by a lot of girls, but he chose me. After some months he turned to be...violent. I had to hide my bruises. I became sad, shy... The other girls said I was a shame for him, I should have shown my happiness to the world for being with such a great guy. One day I realized I was late. I bought secretly a pregnancy test, did it. it was positive. That night he was celebrating a birthday of a friend of his at a bar. I had to tell him. The next morning he had to leave for a team players week and I couldn't wait. I went to the bar. He was drunk, of course. I asked him if I could talk to him, I told him I had something important to say. He humiliated me in front of everyone, but I insisted. He came out, on the sidewalk with me, and I told him I was pregnant. He shouted. He gripped my arm so hard I thought he would break it. He pushed against a wall in a small alley and began to yell at me. I couldn't speak. He began to beat me. I trid to push him away, but he was stronger. I ran but he caught me again, we fall on the floor, he was on top of me and was still beating me.
She paused.
Olivia: Do you need some water?
Gillian: No, thank you.
she breather heavily.
Gillian: I could taste blood in my throat. I know my lips were in blood, my face were hurting a lot. A guy shouted from the other side of the street. I don't remember the exact words, but I knew it was against my boyfriend. He ran across the street, I heard the sound of a car braking, the guy came to my boyfriend and... he knocked him out. The lady in the car exited and yelled at this guy because he scared her to death running in front of her car. He told her to shut up and to help him to carry me to hospital. This guy is my Conor. From this day we could not stay one day without having news from each other. I spent a week at hospital. He visited me every day. He brought me magazines, candies, he took good care of me, you have no idea, and I won't give details because it is a part of our story, and that's...That's precious for me. He helped me in my new life. He supported me when I broke up with my boyfriend. He was there to help me during the exams, I was there for his. We discovered we had a lot of common things, and well... he was the brother I never had, I was the sister he never had. He has siblings, but we were more close together than he ever had been with his own siblings. He taught me a lot of things about men, and it drove him crazy I could not find a good guy. I taught him a lot about girls. For example that....whatever a girl can say, we all like receiving flowers after the first night.
Olivia smiled
Gillian: So I guess you agree too, detective.
Elliot: What's the baby thing between you?
Gillian: Five years ago I told him I'd like to have a family. My parents were both dead. No siblings, I really felt alone. I wanted to have a child and I told him. He understood. More than I ever expected. One night I came back home. He had my keys. I opened the door and I saw the table was dressed, candles, flowers. He came form the kitchen with an apron and a hat like cookers and that made me laugh. He is sooo bad at cooking! He never gave up and always tried, but...never worked. He told me to shower, to relax, he was just warming things he bought.
He ordered my favorite meals. After dinner he took my hand and told me straight in the eyes: "Gy, I know you want to have kids. I know you'll never find a man as perfect as I am...ok ok ... just a good guy would have been alright but....if you want, I can be the father of your kids". I was surprised. He told me he didn't want to sleep with me, he said he would offer me his sperm if I wanted. And I said yes. I knew he wasn't adult enough to be a father. He would be a cool uncle, but not a good father. he wanted to be, but...not enough adult yet to be a father full time. I got pregnant thanks to him. And I am a mother of the two most wonderful girls in the world!
Elliot: You had twins?
Gillian: Nope. The first one is four and the second is two. He's the father of both. I'm still single but I'm lucky enough to work from home. I can take care of my girls all the day long and work at home. The day I was accepted at my new job I was happy and sad by the same time. I had to leave NY for San Francisco. He told me he would find a way to move there. It was three months ago. See, we can't be separated or both our lives are a mess.
Olivia: Gillian, I can understand you...
Gillian: Do you? Do you have a Conor in your life?
Olivia took few seconds to answer. Elliot cleared his throat.
Elliot: Gilllian, your words won't be enough. Everything's against him.
Gillian: Let me talk to him
Olivia: We can't, sorry.
Gillian: Just let me one minute with him. He knows me, he trusts me, if there is anything he's hiding, I'll see it! Please!