Hello Everyone! So this is my first Law and Order SVU fic and I really could use all the feedback you will give me!
Disclaimer: I do not, and unfortunately never will, own any rights to Law and Order SVU.
Rating: M (for later chapters)
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The burning in her lungs increased as she rounded another corner, getting that much closer to her goal. She soon had blocked out all sounds that surrounded her, the only sound that she heard was the constant pounding of her own shoes on the rough pavement. She was so close, just a few more feet and she would have him.
The sharp turn the man took did not hinder her quick movement, but took her yet to another street.
Alright that's it! With one final burst in of energy she leapt forward and tackled the running man. Both bodies skidded a crossed the cement.
"Ahh! Get off me you stupid bitch!" The now angry man demanded as the weight of the woman was pressed against his back.
"Shut up." She spat as she reached behind her back and pulled out the steel handcuffs and easily closed them around the mans wrist. "Evan Randle, you are under arrest for the rape and murder of Stephanie Walker, you have the right to remain silent anything you say may be used against you in the court of law, you have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you, do you understand your rights?"
"Bite me!"
"I will take that as a 'yes'". She said as she stood with the struggling man in custody. Just then an unmarked brown car pulled up next to the scene.
"Well, looks like you have everything under control here Detective Benson." A tall, muscular man said as he stepped out of the car, with a shit eating grin on his face.
"No thanks to you Detective Stabler." Olivia joked as she handed off the struggling man to her partner, who walked the guy to the car and shoved him in the back seat. He turned back to Olivia who was brushing the grime off her, and examining her now ripped pants. "Damn it, these were my favorite pants."
Elliot just chuckled, "I think you'll live." Olivia looked up at his blue eyes and smiled, he could be such a smart ass…and she loved him for it. "Here, why don't you drive, might calm you down." He said tossing her the car keys knowing full and well that driving actually did calm his partner down. Elliot had been Olivia's partner for over ten years, he knew everything about her, even the things she would rather forget. Elliot Stabler was all man, short brown hair, muscular built, tall…pretty much every straight girls wet dream.
Olivia raised her arm to catch the offered keys and immediately screamed out in pain.
"Ahh, son of a bitch!" She yelled as she quickly dropped her arm.
"Liv?" Elliot said as he rushed over to his partner. Her teeth were clenched and her eyes closed. "I think that football tackle did more damage than ripping your pants." Olivia was taking deep breaths trying to calm down. "Alright come on we are heading to the hospital."
"No I'm fine, just a bruise." Olivia argued. The last thing she wanted to do was go to the hospital. Elliot gently rubbed his partners shoulder and once again she cringed and pain.
"Bruise my ass, Liv we are going to the hospital."
"No Elliot I'm fine. Look we have to get Randle processed, if it gets worse I'll go I promise." She said as she brushed passed Elliot and headed towards the car. Of course she had absolutely no intention on going anywhere near a doctor, and Elliot knew that.
Stubborn woman. "Olivia."
"Elliot I'm not going and that's final."
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"I can't believe you drug me in here." Olivia complained for about the tenth time while sitting on a hospital bed waiting for some two bit doctor to come in to poke and prod her.
"Will you stop complaining." Elliot said from the seat in the corner as he thumbed through an old magazine.
"Why, when I wouldn't even be here if you hadn't threatened to rat me out to the captain." She shot him an accusing eye at him.
"It worked didn't it?" He said not looking up from the magazine.
Olivia rolled her eyes, "All I know is some old, balding man in a stupid white coat is going to waltz in here with a know it all grin, and going to put me in a dumb ass cast and tell me that I need to be on desk duty…I hate doctors."
"Me too." A feminine voice rang out. "And I don't know about the whole old thing but I can guarantee that I still have all my hair." Olivia's eyes seemed to have a mind of their own as they traveled down the woman's body that was now standing in the doorway of her hospital room. The doctor had thick cooper colored hair that was pulled back into a messy bun that reveled her long slender neck. She was shorter than the detective, but thin, and from what Olivia could gage, in great shape.
"Oh, and I do have the typical white lab coat too." The doctor joked as a bright smile spread across her face. "I'm Doctor Hall." She said as she reached out a hand towards Elliot.
"Elliot Stabler." He introduced himself as he shook hands with the good doctor. "And the blushing one over there is Olivia Benson."
"Nice to meet you." Doctor Hall said as she thumbed through her clip board and gave the detective a bright smile. "So what seems to be the problem?"
"She thought doing the superman dive would be fun." Elliot said, "Hurt her shoulder."
Olivia switched her gaze from the woman slipping on gloves to her partner, "Do you think my speech was damaged as well, I can answer my own questions." Elliot was about to respond when his phone let out a shrill ring.
"Stabler…Yeah… do not let her bully you into thinking she's fine." Elliot warned, pointing to Dr. Hall as he stepped out of the room to take his call. Dr. Hall just smirked as the brown eyed woman on the table rolled her eyes.
"Your boyfriend seems to know you rather well." She commented as she felt the injured shoulder. To her surprise Olivia let out a laugh, and Hall couldn't help but noticed how gorgeous the woman looked.
"Well he does know me, but he is not my boyfriend." Olivia commented, as the closeness of the doctor was doing strange things to her pulse. Ok what the hell is up with that?
Dr. Hall looked ion both of the detective's ears, and proceeded to take her blood pressure and check her reflexes.
"Take your shirt off."
"What?" Olivia asked with a very surprised look on her face.
Hall smirked, "Your shirt, I need better access to your shoulder."
"Oh." the detective said somewhat dumbly. She reached down to the hem of her shirt and attempted to lift her shirt over her head but was stopped when she felt the pain rip through her shoulder.
"Here let me help." Hall said as she stepped forward and ever so gently lifted the detectives shirt above her head careful not to move her shoulder to much. Once the shirt was off and placed to the side, Dr. Hall looked back at her patient and was rather impressed with the toned stomach her patient possessed.
She went behind the detective to get a better look. "So he's not your boyfriend, husband then?"
Olivia was temporarily distracted by the warm hands that creased her shoulder. Get a grip Benson. "Um, no not my husband, my partner."
Hall pressed on a particular sensitive spot and Olivia flinched slightly. "Partner?"
"Um yeah, I'm a Detective." Olivia explained as her doctor once again came to face her.
"Really, so that would explain the whole, what did you partner call it, super man dive." Hall asked; Olivia nodded. "So did you at least catch the guy?"
Olivia grinned knowing that Randle will soon be enjoying his new home inside a cell. "Yeah, we got him."
Hall smiled. "Well Detective, I would say that you have injured your upper lateral on you forearm."
"I did what?" Olivia asked thoroughly confused.
Hall chuckled, "You dislocated your shoulder."
"Oh, wasn't that just easier to say?"
"No not really." She smiled and Olivia couldn't help but notice the doctors bright green eyes, and how absolutely gorgeous they were.
"So what can you do about that, please don't tell me I have to have surgery." Olivia groaned at the mere thought of being out of commission for that long.
"No nothing like that, actually the procedure we take is quite simple," Hall said as she got closer to Olivia, her face only a few inches away from the very nervous detective. Olivia felt her breath hitch in her throat, what is this woman doing to me? "The only question is Detective Benson is can you handle it?"
"I-I think I can." And with that she felt a violent tug on her arm and then a rough shove back, and a loud 'pop' was heard. "Shit!" She gasped as she immediately felt the pain but just as fast it came it went away. She looked momentarily stunned as she could now move her shoulder without so much as a flinch.
Dr. Hall smirked and backed up from her patient and grabbed her clip board and started to scribble. "Alright Detective Benson, I'm going to prescribe you with some pain pills that you can take right before you go to bed to help with the throbbing that will come."
For once Olivia did not argue about taking the pills, she still was too much on awe. Hall ripped a piece of paper and handed it to Olivia. "Give this to the nurse just outside and she will get you all squared away."
"Um, thanks." Olivia said as she reached for her shirt and proceeded to pull it over her head.
"Anytime." She smiled and walked out the door Olivia following her with her eyes every step of the way.
"Oh and Detective." Hall said just as she was about to leave. Olivia looked up as she straightened her shirt back into place, and saw Hall retreat back to her side and neatly secured a sling around her neck. "You need to be off that shoulder for a few days…I think you referred to as 'desk duty'". And without another word the doctor left leaving a very frustrated detective.
I hate doctors.
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Much to the detectives surprise a few days wasn't as bad as she had predicted. Mostly because there weren't any new cases hitting their desks, just paperwork after paper work.
"I swear to god I've read the same sentence three times in a row and I still have no idea what it says." Elliot broke the silence and rubbed his eyes to force the pain away.
"Try doing nothing but this for five days in a row and then we will have something to talk about." Olivia commented without looking up from her desk.
"It's one more day Liv, and it's not like anything interesting is happening anyway." Elliot grinned as he stretched his arms over his head.
Olivia snapped her head up, "Hey, don't say that you'll just jinx it." And just as she was finishing her sentence the creaking of the Captain's door was heard.
"Stabler, just got a call, women beaten and raped, she was found in Central Park." Cregan reported.
"I'm on it Captain." Elliot responded thankful to be getting out of his chair. Olivia watched her partner with jealous eyes. She jumped up from her chair and turned towards Cregan.
"Captain,"
"Save it Olivia, you are still on desk duty for one more day." He said with authority dripping from his voice.
But Olivia was sick of being cooped up and she wasn't going to give up that easily. "But sir, don't you think that it's just better for me to go and get myself familiar with the case considering I will have a clean bill of health tomorrow, and no doubt be working this case." Sometimes Olivia surprised herself how well she could argue. Damn I should have been a lawyer.
Her CO said nothing at first, and the detective could tell he was trying to come up with some sort of reason for her not to go through with this. Olivia Benson was one of his best detectives, there was no question about that, it was just that sometimes she was such a child; always wanting to get back out and play. "Fine. But anything goes down that does not include interviewing you let Elliot and one of the uniforms take care of it, understand…Olivia?"
But the brown haired detective had her coat half way on and was following Elliot out the door. "You got in Cap!" She yelled over her shoulder.
That woman is going to be the death of me.
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The ride to the crime scene consisted of a comfortable silence between the two veteran partners. Despite their excitement of being out of the office, knowing what drew them out was what they dreaded. Both mentally prepared themselves for the what they were about to witness.
Elliot pulled the old unmarked car up next to a patrol car and put in park. Once outside the car the bitter cold wind hit Olivia's face making her breath catch in her throat. "Detectives." A uniform patrolmen walked up to them holding the rains of beautiful dark brown horse. "Name's Mack, found the young girl about an hour ago." Mack shook both Olivia's and Elliot's hands.
"Nice to meet you, what can you give us?" Olivia asked the rather dashing cop.
"I was making my rounds this morning when a stray dog came running up towards me, nearly spooked the horse. Anyway, I jumped down and noticed the mutt had a bloody hand bag in between its teeth. It takes off towards the bushes and I follow after it, and that's when I found her." He told the detectives without so much as a hitch in his voice. "Pants and panties pulled down, and a nasty head wound."
"Did you get a name, an id?" Elliot asked following his partner towards the bushes.
"Yeah, id in the hand bag the mutt had, belonged to one Lilly Jones, address says she lives on the upper west side." Mac answered professionally. He had the up most respect for what Olivia and Elliot dealt with day in and day out, and he wanted to help out as best he could. When they reached the crime scene Olivia kneeled down and let her eyes roam over the brush. The first thing she noticed that there was a lot of blood, mostly all pooled at one location.
"Doesn't look like she put up much of a fight, all the blood is coagulated in this one spot." Olivia said aloud.
"Maybe he had a weapon, that would make her stay still for this bastard." Elliot commented as he took out his notepad and began scribbling. Olivia continued to scan the scene very carefully, years on the job had trained the middle age detective to take in even the smallest details. Broken branches and upturned gravel leading back to the road, lead Olivia to believe that the victim was dragged behind these bushes, probably out for an early run, she thought. She stood up and carefully and then turned towards her partner, "El, there is no way someone could hide behind these bushes and have enough cover to successfully hide from the victim."
"You think there were two perps, one doing the deed and the other for lookout duty?" Elliot asked trying to gage his partners thoughts.
"Yeah, that, or it was someone she knew, the guy was hanging around when she came up to him and then blitzed her." Both scenarios of the crime were equally plausible, the only way to narrow it down was to interview the victim. "Can you make sure all evidence gets processed ASAP?" Olivia directed her question towards Mac.
"Of course, I'll have CSU comb through this place." He answered.
"Good, come on El, you and I need to go talk to our Vic."
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The hustle and bustle of the ER reminded Olivia a lot of how the squad room could get from time to time, people going every which way and as fast as they possibly can. "Excuse me, can you please tell me where we could find Lilly Jones?" Olivia asked the nurse seated behind the desk.
"Why, you a family member?" The clearly stressed out nurse spat back, she had a phone pressed to her ear, a dozen different folders scattered around her computer and a few in her hands, and barley any room to maneuver with people constantly walking by.
"Not exactly, we're…"
"Well I am sorry, if you are not family I cannot let you tell you where she is." She interrupted Olivia without so much as looking up at her. Elliot decided to intervene before the situation got out of hand.
"Listen, Joanna, is it?" Elliot asked as he read off her id badge dangling from her neck. The nurse finally looked up and was met with one of Elliot Stabler's famous toothy smiles. "I know you are extremely busy, and I do want to thank you for all the work you do, you do most of the blunt work around here I'm sure, and I'm you feel a little under appreciated."
"That's an understatement." Joanna said bitterly.
"Well, I think you are doing an amazing job." Olivia could actually see the nurse's deep blush crawling up her cheeks. Oh give me a break. Olivia thought as she had to suppress herself from rolling her eyes. "Listen Joanna, I'm Detective Stabler, and my partner and I really need to see Miss Jones so we can catch the person responsible for hurting her. Do you think you could help us out?" The nurse smiled and gave Elliot toothy grin, and typed a few things into the computer.
"She's in room 614 Detective."
"Thank you so much Joanna." Elliot said before following Olivia down the hall.
"What?" He asked innocently after her caught the look his partner was giving him.
"You just love to do that don't you?"
"Do what?" He said with a sideways grin. Before Olivia could respond they had made it to the room they were looking for and was just about to enter when the door opened and a women walked out running straight into Olivia.
"Umph!" Olivia quickly grabbed the women in front of her to keep both of them from ending up on the floor.
"Oh excuse me I- why Detective Benson, Detective Stabler funny meeting you here."
"Dr. Hall." Olivia nodded as she released the doctor's shoulders and gently smiled.
"I would say funny meeting you here as well but considering you work here…" Elliot said letting his sentence go unfinished. Olivia shook her head, she loved the man like a brother, but sometimes he could be unbelievable. Dr. Hall did not seem to mind however as she just smiled and shook her head and turned her gaze back to Olivia.
"So what brings two of New York's finest to Mercy West Hospital?" Hall asked, "If I am not mistaken Detective Benson, your check-up isn't until tomorrow."
"Yes that's true. Actually we are here on business. We wanted to interview Lilly Jones." Olivia responded, while silently taking in the women in front of her.
"Oh I see." Hall nodded and instantly dropped the small grin that was on her face. "Unfortunately the nurse that was scheduled to perform the rape kit has gone MIA, and I was just about to do it myself."
"Mind if I tag along?" Olivia asked, she was a little upset that the rape kit has been put off this long and she wanted to get the interview as quickly as possible. Dr. Hall looked a little hesitant at the request. "Look, if Miss Jones feels uncomfortable with me in the room, I will be happy to wait." Olivia compromised.
"Deal." Hall said as she disappeared into the room.
"I'll just be in the waiting room." Elliot told his partner as she followed the doctor.
As the detective entered the room her eyes instantly fall onto the small, fragile women lying in the hospital bed, her blond hair stuck out under the bandage that was secured around her head and her wrist was supported by a clean white cast.
"Miss Jones, this is Detective Benson, she wants to ask you a few questions while I finish examining you, is that ok with you?" Hall asked calmly, and with much more concern in her voice than Olivia normally heard from doctors, usually they sounded cold. Lilly looked towards Olivia, and apparently decided that Olivia meant no harm and slowly shook her head. After getting the affirmative nod, Olivia cautiously stepped towards the bed, as Hall fastened medical gloves to her hands.
"Miss Jones can you tell me what happened?"
Taking a shaky breath, Lilly began her story. "I-I woke up around 5:30 am to go for a run through the park, I do every morning around that time…the park is usually relatively deserted around that time."
"Ok just lay back and relax." Hall said briefly interrupting Lilly, as she began her examination.
While keeping her dark blue eyes glued to the ceiling Lilly continued. "I had just finished the first mile when I came to the curve in the in the side walk. I remember running by a vacant bench and then a sharp pain on the back of my head." Lilly shut her eyes as Hall made a few uncomfortable movements.
Olivia remained silent, knowing how important it was to get this type of thing off your chest. After a moment of silence Lilly began once again. "The next thing I remember was waking up on my back, m-my pants were down and when I looked down I saw a man standing above me, h-he was pulling up his own pants…he said, "Thank you." I-I knew then what had happened." The dark blue eyes began to cloud over with tears threatening to fall. Instinctively, Olivia grasped the women's hand and squeezed it for support.
"After that, I heard a dog bark and the man ran off, that's when the officer found me." Lilly finally finished.
"Ok Miss Jones we are all done, you did great." Hall said as she stood, but for some reason could not take her eyes off the detective.
"If you say so." Jones said bitterly as she sat up on the exam table.
"Hey now." Olivia said, "You did exactly what you were supposed to do…you survived." The brown haired detective said sternly, looking deep into Jones' eyes forcing her to see the seriousness in her words.
The troubled women slowly nodded. "Ok then. Here is my card, and my cell number is on the back." Olivia said pulling a small card from her pocket, "and my cell number is on the back…call me anytime, day or night." Olivia explained. Jones' gave her a small smile.
"Alright, take care of yourself." And with that Olivia walked out of the room and shut the door. She leaned up against the wall and let out a small sigh. It never gets any easier.
The sound of the wooden door creaking opened snapped Olivia out of her state of mind. "Well, I believe this belongs to you Detective." Dr. Hall said as she handed Olivia the evidence bag.
"Thanks, I'll have to get this to the lab." Olivia said taking the bag. "Well I guess I should be going."
"Um Detective, since you are already here, would you want me to check that shoulder of yours so you don't have to come back tomorrow?" Dr. Hall suggested.
"Sure, why not." Olivia agreed as she followed Dr. Hall into an empty exam room.
"Just go ahead and take your shirt off and have a seat." Olivia set her jacket and the bad on a near by chair as she reached for the hem of her shirt and easily swung it over her head. Once again Dr. Hall found her eyes roaming up and down the toned body of the New York Detective. Hall shook her head once she realized once again she was staring. For crying out loud, a little professionalism please. She scolded herself as she walked behind Olivia and began to feel the strong shoulder.
"Can I tell you something?" Hall asked after a few moments of silence.
"Sure." Olivia answered.
"The way you handled that in there, the way you connected with Miss Jones…it was incredible." Olivia had heard that compliment many times before from various types of people, but for some reason, hearing it from the good doctor hit deeper than she had expected…especially when I don't even know this woman.
So Olivia said the most honest thing she could think of. "Thank you." Hall nodded and went back to her work. She gently rubbed the shoulder in checking every possible muscle. At one time, the doctors small hands made contact with a very sensitive spot.
"Oh, sorry did that hurt?" Hall asked.
"No, no just tickles." Olivia said with a genuine smile. Hall let off a small grin herself.
"Well Detective, I think you are as good as new." Hall said ripping off her gloves and throwing them away.
"Thank god." Olivia said reaching for her shirt and evidence.
"Well, I guess I won't be seeing you around here anymore Detective." Hall said while opening the door.
"I guess not. It was nice meeting you Dr, Hall." Olivia said reaching out to shake the woman's hand.
"Likewise Detective Benson."
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