This is set pre-season thirteen for SVU and pre-season twelve for CSI. Hope you enjoy! Please read cautiously if you're sensitive to this stuff! It does include rape.

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Catherine, Nick, Sara, and Greg arrived in New York for the conference. Dayshift and swing shift covered for them. Ecklie for some reason, wanted all of them to go together to this. They were given the entire week to be in New York for the four day conference.

The first night they arrived, and checked into their hotel. Then, they decided to go have some fun since the conference didn't start until the next day. They found a bar near to their hotel, close enough to walk because they knew they would all be drinking that night.

They all watched as Nick found some girl that he went dancing away with. Sara and Greg went dancing together because their favorite song came on, and Catherine was sitting alone at the bar. A guy sat next to her, and offered to buy her a drink. She turned him down, he wasn't her type. She ordered another drink, and watched Sara and Greg dancing while she waited for her drink. The song ended and they came back to the bar. Catherine took a sip from her drink. It tasted off so, she set it aside.

They were laughing and talking at he bar. Catherine suddenly had to use the restroom, and she excused herself. When she came out, the guy who had offered her a drink was standing there. She suddenly felt light-headed, and almost tripped, and the guy was there to catch her, but she managed to catch herself. "Woah, are you okay?" He asked as he helped her to stand.

"I'm fine. I just need to get back to my friends."

"You don't look to good, let me take you home. I'm Isaac by the way."

She knew it wasn't a good idea, but she wasn't thinking straight, and she knew she wouldn't make it walking all that way. She didn't say yes or no. He took it as a yes, and brought her to his car. Sara and Greg watched as she walked out with him. They thought she was going home with him for the night, and decided not to interfere.

Once Catherine was in his car, she told him the name of the hotel she was staying at, and he drove to there. He helped her out of the car, and took her inside. She was so out of it she didn't realize he never asked for a room number, and he opened the door without asking for a room card. He opened the door, and it wasn't her room.

She was too out of it to care, he helped her to the bed, and she was just glad to have a place to rest.

But this was no place to rest, when she started to doze off she was suddenly awoke by Isaac's hands all over her body. He started taking her shirt off. She didn't know what he was doing at first, but then he went for her jeans. "No, don't." She barely said above a whisper.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you honey." He kissed her, and she turned her head. He smirked at her defiance. He pulled her jeans the rest of the way off, and completely undressed himself. He flipped her on her stomach violently.

"Stop, don't." Catherine moaned.

Isaac didn't stop. He undid her bra, and slid down her panties. She didn't have the strength to fight him. She laid with her face in the pillow making it hard for her to breathe. He started roaming his fingers all around her body. She could feel him touching her, but the pillow was restricting her from talking. She locked her legs together knowing what would be coming next.

"Having fun yet?" He said, and flipped her back onto her back. He wanted to see her face the first time he entered her.

"No, stop."

He spread her legs without even struggling. She was too weak to keep them together. She braced herself for what was coming. But nothing could really prepare her for what she was about to endure. Isaac entered Catherine viciously causing her to let out a pitiful scream. The pain was unbearable. She tried to push him of, but it was no use. He was just laughing at her efforts. He tore into her several times before turning her back on her stomach.

Catherine could hardly breathe, but then she heard it. She heard other voices. There was someone else in the room, and she couldn't see him. Her face was buried in the pillow, but she could hear him. Then she heard another voice. How many people are in this room? She passed out, and had no idea how long she had been out, but when she woke up she was on her back. There was a new guy on top of her, laughing, and then he turned to the computer, and asked, "Any more requests?"

That's when she saw it. This was being live-streamed to hundreds of perverts all around the world. They were all cheering him along as he performed the request. She couldn't find the strength to speak, or try to ask for help. She passed out again. Only to wake up a few minutes later still in the same position.

Catherine woke up again once it all ended. The computer was gone, and so was Isaac, and whoever the other guy was. She thought maybe it all was a really bad dream, but when she looked at her exposed self, and saw all the bruises and bite marks, and the red on the sheets, she knew it was real. She grabbed a sheet to cover herself as she sat up. She looked at the clock, 7:12. Almost time to be at the conference. There was no way she could make it. She was in an incredible amount of pain, but she knew she had to find her purse, and call Sara.

How can I let Sara see me like this? I'm her boss. She didn't have any other plan though, and she found her purse on the ground, and called Sara.

"Hey Catherine. Where are you? The conference starts in two minutes."

"I can't make it. Sara, I need you to come back to the hotel, and not tell anybody." Her voice was scratchy and quiet, but also panicked.

"Is everything alright?"

"No, I'll explain when you get here. Please don't tell anyone. I'm in..." She looked at the pamphlet guide the hotel left on the night stand. It said room 213 on it. "room 213."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Sara assured, and hung up the phone, and ran to the car without telling anyone. She knew Catherine was in big trouble, she could tell by her voice.

When Catherine hung up the phone she sat on the bed and cried. Then, there was a knock at the door and she assumed it was Sara, but the person called out, "Room service!" The maid tried to open the door, but Catherine quickly latched the top. The maid was unable to open the door, and moved on to the next room.

Catherine sank by the door. Still only wearing the bed sheet to cover her. She couldn't stand to look at the clothes she had worn that night, and going in the bathroom to retrieve the robe would not only be extremely painful, but she would be forced to look at herself in the mirror. She was startled by a knock at the door. "Catherine!? It's Sara, are you in there!?"

Catherine managed to stand up, and she unlocked the top, and opened the door for Sara. She turned away when Sara walked in. She was too ashamed to look her in the eye. Sara closed the door behind her. She looked at her boss wearing only a bed sheet, and her exposed skin covered in bruises and bite marks. "Catherine, what happen?" She said with compassion. They sat on the couch, but Catherine couldn't sit for too long, it hurt her too much. Catherine tried to find the strength to talk to Sara, but couldn't seem to find it. Sara looked at the bed that was stained red, and back at Catherine. Red was starting to soak into the sheet she was wearing. "We need to get you to a hospital." She said before going in the bathroom to retrieve the robe. She handed it to her, and helped Catherine change into it. She got a good look at the damages, and her heart broke for Catherine. "Come on." She put her arm around her boss' shoulder.

"I can't go out like this."

"Let me call for help." Sara said and she called 911, and told them her friend had been assaulted. A few minutes later there was dozens of people around the hotel.

Catherine refused to talk to the paramedics or the police. Then, Olivia Benson and Nick Amaro arrived on the scene. Olivia went over to talk to Catherine.

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