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Chapter One
"Benson, Stabler, there's a case waiting for you on your desk's." Captain Cragen announced as he came out of his office to find his top four detectives filing in the door
for another busy day in Special Victims. "Munch, Fin, you've got the same one on yours. This is going to be a long one people, prepare yourselves."
Olivia watched Cragen walk over to the large white board where all the information was held for larger cases, like this one apparently, and he taped a picture up. The
photo was of an infant, maybe three months old, blood soaked the bottom half of the tiny body.
Her breath got caught in her throat.
"Jane Doe, three months old." He paused as he put up two more pictures beside it. The first picture was of a woman, the mother, she had a gunshot wound to her
temple, and the second was of a man, with a matching gunshot wound to his. "Mary and Joshua Lewis, matching gunshot wounds to the head. Their daughter," he
pointed to the photo of the bloody infant. "her name is unknown, she has no living relatives."
"Captain, that baby is alive?" Elliot asked the question that no one else had voiced, but all were thinking it.
Cragen solemnly nodded, "this baby, believe it or not, was raped." He took a deep breath and continued, "the perp came into the Lewis home at approximately four-
thirty in the morning. He went to the bedroom of Mary and Joshua Lewis and shot them both in their sleep. He then moved to the nursery, as far as the doctors can tell he
cut the baby with a knife until he was able to fit himself inside her, finished, and fled the scene."
Olivia covered her mouth in shock.
"The paperboy noticed the baby crying when he dropped off the paper and assumed something was wrong and phoned the police." Cragen took a step back from the
board, "I want this bastard behind bars. Munch and Fin, try to find anything about this family. Stabler and Benson, you two head to the scene and see if you can get
anything from the neighbors."
As soon as the Captain shut the door to his office, all four detectives turned to look at each other, all with the same look of shock on their faces. Olivia walked closer to
the board that held the photos, "how the hell can someone rape a three month old baby."
"How the hell can a baby survive that much trauma?" Elliot countered.
Fin was the first to make the move to his desk. "Well, you heard the Captain, let's find that bastard."
Munch followed Fin's lead and was the second to jump into action. Elliot grabbed his jacket and the keys for his and Olivia's squad car. "Come on Liv, let's head out."
She didn't move.
"Liv, are you okay?" Elliot tapped her on the shoulder.
Olivia whirled around and grabbed her jacket from her desk chair. "Let's go." Her tone spoke volumes, she was upset and she wasn't going to admit it in front of the
whole Unit.
Once they were in the squad car and on their way to the scene Olivia opened up to her partner of two years. "El, how could someone do that?" She was starting to get
choked up and she hated it, she never wanted Elliot to think that she couldn't handle the job. "Why would someone do that?"
Elliot gave her a sympathetic look, "Liv, the important thing is that the baby is still alive." He paused a moment taking a quick glance at his partner to make sure she
was listening. "We will never know, or understand why these monsters do what they do."
Olivia knew Elliot was right, but it still bothered her, it always would.
They pulled up to the scene and exited the vehicle in unison. Elliot led the way, partly to get the whole thing over with so they could get to finding the guy, but mostly
because he knew Olivia was having a rough time with this case and he wanted to shield her from it as much as possible. As he entered the house and made his way
towards the stairs leading to the second floor, the smell of blood was clearly in the air. Olivia was close behind him and together they walked up the stairs and down to
the master bedroom. There was blood on the bed where the husband and wife had laid, but other than that, there was no other sign of disturbance.
Next, the two walked to the nursery. Elliot heard Olivia take in a deep breath as they looked at the horrifying scene before them. Unlike the parent's room, the blood was
everywhere it seemed, the crib, the floor, the walls, and even on random toys that were scattered on the floor.
"El, I can't do this. I need to get out." Elliot turned around to see his partner jogging down the stairs and out the front door.
Olivia made it to the squad car, before she was finally able to take a full breath. It had been a long time since one of her cases bothered her this much. The cases that
involved little children were rough enough, but an infant, that was a killer. For years she had wanted to me a mother, but she knew with a job like this one, it would never
happen. The cases that involved children were hard, because whenever she had to talk to them, or help them get past things, all she wanted to do was take them home
with her and keep them safe.
Elliot came walking towards the car, "You okay Liv?"
She nodded and threw on a professional smile, "yeah I'm fine, just a bit shaken up that's all."
"Good. Well we didn't find any information about relatives, or any friends for that matter. It seems like they just moved here. They have no connections whatsoever."
Elliot said with raised eyebrows and then continued, "and that means that the baby will be put into the system if she survives."
Olivia shook her head, "I can't imagine. Just think, that poor baby will never know her real parents." She was about to lose control of her emotions so she quickly
asked, "where are we going next?"
"The hospital, the Captain wants us to check up on the baby." He said in a solemn voice.
As she got in the car and buckled her seat belt, Olivia couldn't help but to feel sick to her stomach. The poor baby girl that they were about to visit, was a result of a
rape, before she could even realize what life was her life had already been taken away from her. So as she rested her head back on the car seat, Olivia shot up a prayer
to God that He would help the baby to live, and that she would be put into the best home, with the greatest family in the world.
