(I don't own these characters. I'm only borrowing .I'd ask for permission but I don't know whom to call. They belong to Dick Wolf, NBC, and ECT…)
Little Girl Lost
7:58 A.M.
Special Victims Unit Squad room
A young man walks into the squad room. He approaches a pair of detectives sitting at their desks. He clears his throat. "Excuse me.." Detectives Elliot Stabler and Olivia Benson turned their attention to the young man. "Can we help you?" Olivia asked as she stood up and pulled out a chair for him to sit in. "Yeah, my name is David…Ugh… can we talk some place more private." Elliot and Olivia shared a look. "We can talk in here." Elliot spoke as he gestured to one of the interrogation rooms.
David and the detectives took their seats at the table. Olivia produced a yellow tablet of paper to take notes as she usually did, her handwriting was more legible then Elliot's not to mention she took excellent shorthand, David set his backpack on the table in front of him and looked around nervously. "Can we get you something to eat or drink?" Elliot asked noticing his increasingly agitated state. "No. I can't keep anything down. I'm going home after this my mom will take care of me. I just need to tell you something." He was on the verge of tears now he pushed his chair back away from the table and dropped his head between his knees as a wave of nausea hit him." Oh God, I saw something…." He moaned as he spoke to the floor. Then he felt a reassuring hand on his shoulder and looked up to see Olivia standing before him with a cup of water. "Drink this you'll feel better." He was about to protest but she already had the cup to his mouth. He drank the cold water down gratefully. "Thanks. I needed that." he smiled reassuringly at her concerned look "Really I'm O.K. I'll feel even better when I get this off my chest." Olivia sat back down neat to her partner and took up her pen.
"I'm going to film school in the spring .I want to be a D. P. You know a Director of Photography, so I've been studying different styles and I'm looking at foreign films." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Reaching into his bag he retrieved a videocassette. It was plain looking there weren't any labels on it. It looked like a blank tape you would buy to record TV or home movies on. "I didn't notice that there weren't any labels until after I took it out. After I saw. " He paused to think on how to describe the contents of the tape without crying." It's A home movie, of a little girl. It starts out really cute you know she looking into the camera and she's singing "You Are My Sunshine. "Then it goes real bad, real fast this guy comes out of nowhere and takes her by her hair and he…" David bursts into tears " I can't say…I'm sorry." He whips his face with sleeve. "It's all right .You did very well." as Olivia spoke she reached across the table and squeezed his hand .He smiled and thank you. "How much of this tape did you see?" Elliot questioned. "Not much, once I saw what he was doing. I shut it off. Then I threw up." "You said you were studying to be a film student?" David nodded yes to Elliot question. "Is there anything you noticed that could help put a time, date or place stamp on this thing?" David thought for a moment .He tried to look past what was happening to the little girl in the movie. "The picture was grainy, like it was a copy of a copy. And her nightgown, which was the thing, my sister had the same exact one when she was a kid. It's that cartoon kids show where they hung out in a train. And. there was a moose. It's from the 80's.Ahhh… "The Get along Gang. "That's the one my sister used to make me watch that with her." He smiled for a moment at the memory. Then it faded. Tears sprung to his eyes again." They had the exact same nightgown." He said mostly to himself. Then looking up at the detectives he asked." Can I go now, I'd really like to go home to my mom's, check on my sister." "Of course. Can we get a number in case we need to contact you further?" Olivia asked as she walked him to the door. He wrote 2 phone numbers on the yellow tablet." That's my mom's where I'll be staying and my cell." "Thank you for coming in." David stooped short of leaving the room and faced here." If you find her, the little girl, will you let me know?" " Yes we will." "And if she needs anything, money, a safe place anything please let me know."" That's very kind of you and we'll keep you updated." She smiled at him reassuringly and he finally seemed at peace for the first time since walking into the squad room. He walked out of the precinct knowing he was leaving the little girl in good hands.
Olivia turned around to face her partner who was sitting on the table with the videotape in his hands. She crossed her arms across her chest and leaned against the doorframe and sighed. They looked at each other. Being partners for so long they could praticlly read each other's minds. And often thought alike. Today was one of those days. They both had the same thought echoing in their heads. This is going to be bad.