Revenge
Summary: The squad investigates a rape case, involving a sixteen year old guy, who blames his ruined social life on his ex-girlfriends and, for revenge, makes plans to punish them all. E/O and C/C.
Disclaimer: Dick Wolf owns Law & Order: SVU. TeenQueen661© owns the plot of this story.
Chapter 1: The First Victim
Becky's
Manhattan, New York
Monday, March 6
Two students, Brian and Danielle, approached their favourite fast food joint, not too far from their high school.
"It's about time," Danielle said. "I thought lunch would never come."
"Tell me about it," Brian replied, as they stopped just outside of the restaurant. "It's hard to concentrate on your test when you have an empty stomach."
"How did that go anyway?" Danielle asked, referring to Brian's math test.
"Epic fail," Brian muttered. "You know math is not my thing, babe."
"I'm not tutoring you again," Danielle said. "Last time I came over to help you with chemistry, our books lay forgotten on the floor and we didn't leave your room for three hours."
"You know that I'm interested in you more than school," Brian replied, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend.
"Speaking of school, we better get some lunch and return to school before we're marked late," Danielle said, worriedly.
"Forget being late," Brian said, once his eyes drifted to the alley next to Becky's. "Take a look at this."
Concerned, Danielle peered into the dark alley and spotted the body of a brunette teenage girl laying spread out on the ground. Her short, dark hair was messed up and her panties were pulled down from underneath her blue jean skirt. There were bruises on her wrists and a few shallow cuts on her legs.
"Oh, god," Danielle gasped, shocked.
"I'm calling for help," Brian reassured his girlfriend, as he pulled out his cell phone from inside his jeans pocket.
1-6 Precinct, Special Victims Unit Squadroom
Manhattan, New York
Monday, March 6
After getting the victim's statement at the hospital, Detective Olivia Benson and her partner Detective Elliot Stabler returned to the precinct. Upon entering the squad room, Olivia's loud voice alerted Detectives John Munch, Fin Tutuola, and Chester Lake, as well as Captain Don Cragen about their presence.
"Hey, we got a case," Olivia announced, throwing her jacket onto her chair.
"Okay, what's going on?" Fin asked, listening attentively.
"Tara Southcott, sixteen year old student at Wellesley High School," Olivia read from the folder that she was carrying. "She was found raped in an alley next to a fast food joint, not too far from the school."
"She was identified by the student card found in her coat pocket," Elliot added.
"Who found her?" Munch asked.
"Two students who left the school during their lunch break to eat at the fast food joint," Elliot explained.
"She must have went there for lunch too before she was attacked," Fin concluded.
"Do those two students know her?" Cragen asked.
"They attend the same school as her, but don't know her," Olivia answered.
"Does the victim know her attacker?" Cragen asked.
"She said he was about five foot nine, fit, but that was it," Olivia answered. "She said he wore a ski mask the entire time."
"The rape kit came back negative," Elliot added.
"Okay, Munch, go with Fin and talk to the parents," Cragen ordered. "Find out if there is anyone that would want to target the victim."
Munch nodded, drinking the rest of the murky, brown crap that he called coffee. He placed the empty coffee cup on his desk, grabbed his coat, and left the squad room with Fin.
Cragen turned to Chester, who was sitting at his desk, and ordered, "Lake, manage the tip lines. If you get any information, let me know at once."
"Will do, Cap," Chester replied, going through some files on his desk.
"Now, is there anyone that would want to hurt Tara?" Cragen asked, turning his attention back to Olivia and Elliot.
"Maybe Tara had an ex-boyfriend or something," Olivia suggested. "The guy probably couldn't handle the breakup or something like that."
"There's got to be someone who knows about her personal life," Cragen said, turning to Elliot. "Does she have any friends that we can contact?"
"We got her cell phone records," Elliot answered. "We discovered that their were many calls and text messages made to a girl named Arielle Gardner."
"Okay, Olivia, go with Elliot and interview Arielle," Cragen ordered. "See if she knows anything."
Wellesley High Schoolyard
Manhattan, New York
Monday, March 6
Upon their arrival at the school, Olivia and Elliot noticed that many students were in the hallways, trying to get to their next classes.
"Damn, there are so many kids," Elliot muttered, impatiently. "How are we supposed to find Arielle in this crowd?"
"We'll find her, El," Olivia reassured her partner. "Someone here has to know who she is."
"Let's find the office," Elliot suggested. "Maybe someone can look up her schedule in the school system and find out what class she will be in next."
Before they could start looking for the office, the detectives heard someone bid Arielle goodbye, before leaving. Olivia and Elliot made their way over to Arielle, who was at her locker, rummaging for her books. She wore a fitted, red, spaghetti-strap top under a black, short-sleeve crop top. She also wore tight, blue jean skirt, and black high heels. Her long, dark, wavy hair went down to her mid-back.
"Arielle?" Olivia asked, getting the teenage girl's attention. "Arielle Gardner?"
"That's me," Arielle replied, strapping her heavy green backpack onto her back. "May I help you?"
"I'm Detective Benson," Olivia introduced, before gesturing to Elliot. "And this is my partner Detective Stabler."
"What can I do for you, detectives?" Arielle asked, politely.
"We're from the Manhattan Special Victims Unit and we would like to ask you a couple of questions," Elliot said.
"About what?" Arielle asked, curiously.
"How well do you know Tara Southcott?" Olivia asked.
"Oh, she moved here from Sioux Falls, South Dakota around January of last year," Arielle explained. "We became best friends pretty quickly."
"Do you talk to each other often?" Elliot asked.
"Only in the halls, during lunch, and outside of school," Arielle explained. "Unlike her, I'm taking mostly advanced classes, so we don't have an opportunity to talk much. We do have Spanish class together, though."
"Is she seeing someone currently?" Olivia asked, scribbling down the information that they were getting.
"No, she likes the single life," Arielle answered. "Forgive me if I seem rude, but is Tara in trouble or something?"
"She was raped during lunch," Olivia explained. "She was found in an alley next to a fast food joint."
Arielle's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "That explains why she wasn't in Spanish class. Who could have done this to her?"
"That's what we're trying to find out," Elliot asked. "Do you know if she has any ex-boyfriends?"
"She has had two since starting school here," Arielle replied, taking a deep breath to calm down.
"Could we have their names, please?" Olivia asked, politely.
"Anthony Carlson and Andrew Erwin," Arielle answered, as she closed her locker and locked it. "I have biology class next and I'd hate to be late. Is there anything else that you need to know?"
"Do you know where we could find the boys?" Olivia asked.
"Andrew is out of town for a state basketball tournament," Arielle replied, in thought. "Anthony has a spare period now, which is normally spent practising his guitar. Check the band room, room one-thirty-six."
Wellesley High School's Band Room
Manhattan, New York
Monday, March 6
"Yeah, I know Tara," Anthony answered, when Elliot asked his if he knew her. "She's my ex."
"How long did you two date?" Olivia asked.
"We dated around March of last year," Anthony answered, as he replaced the broken string on his guitar with a new one. "We went out for about a week and then she dumped me."
"What was the reason for ending the relationship?" Elliot asked.
"She didn't say," Anthony replied. "It's okay, though. We're still friends and I think that it's better that way."
"Where were you during lunch today?" Olivia asked, her notepad and pen in her hands.
"I missed my science test yesterday because of a doctor's appointment," Anthony explained. "I spent lunch time taking the test."
"Do you know anyone who could confirm that?" Elliot asked.
"Yeah, my science teacher, Mr. Nanson was supervising me," Anthony answered. "Am I in trouble or something?"
"No," Olivia reassured the student. "Do you know where we can find him?"
"Room 207 upstairs," Anthony replied. "Right next to one of the school's many water fountains."
1-6 Precinct, Special Victims Unit Squadroom
Manhattan, New York
Monday, March 6
"So, what did you find out?" Cragen asked, once Olivia and Elliot entered the squad room.
"Arielle said that Tara has two ex-boyfriends," Olivia answered. "Anthony Carlson and Andrew Erwin."
"Do they have alibis?" Cragen asked.
"Anthony's science teacher confirmed that Anthony was taking a test at the time of the incident," Elliot explained. "Arielle said that Andrew is out of town for a school basketball tournament."
"Well, until Andrew gets back, we've got nothing," Cragen said, sighing.
"What did you get from Tara's parents?" Elliot asked, turning to Fin.
"They told us that Tara was a good student and had a lot of friends," Fin answered, flipping through his notepad.
"Strangely, we asked if Tara dated anyone, but they said she never dated anybody," Munch added.
"Tara must have kept her social life from her parents," Olivia said.
"Probably," Fin said. "Judging by their appearance and behaviour, they seem like strict parents that don't allow their daughter to breathe unless they said so."
"Well, until we get a lead, it's desk duty for you all," Cragen said, heading for his office.
Olivia and Elliot took their seats at their desks that faced each other and rummaged through their incomplete paperwork.
Just then, Chester made his way downstairs from the cribs. He was wearing a dark, buttoned shirt underneath his black leather jacket. He also had on black shoes and matching black slacks that were kept in place with a shiny, new belt.
Fin looked up from his computer, noticed Chester, and wolf-whistled. "I think you're a little overdressed for work, Lake."
Olivia looked up at Chester and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, where are you off to?"
"Nowhere important," Chester replied, stopping at the doors. "Just going to run a few errands."
"Normal people don't dress formally to run errands," Olivia said, rolling her eyes. "You got to be dressed up for something."
Chester ignored her, opened the doors and exited the squad room, in complete silence.
"I wonder why he gets to leave early and we're stuck here on desk duty," Fin complained.
"We're detectives, you'd think that we'd be able to figure out what Lake is up to," Olivia said, grabbing a file from atop her desk.
"Well, whatever he's doing, he's most likely going to make it up to Cragen for lost work time," Elliot said.
While Munch began ranting about another conspiracy of his, Fin tried to shut him up. Olivia took this moment to send a seductive glance at Elliot.
"Your place, tonight?" she whispered, so the others wouldn't hear her.
"You bet," Elliot whispered back, flashing her his shit-eating grin, before returning to completing his paperwork.
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Next chapter: The rapist targets his second victim and an unwanted person from the past phones the precinct, looking for Elliot.
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