Chapter 1: The Struggle.

Trent McGovern was out partying hard with a few of his friends. They didn't notice him stumbling away from the bar they were at. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he did know he felt like he was going to throw up, so he headed down an alleyway.

Two figures were heading towards him, when they got closer he noticed they were girls and couldn't be much older than 15 or 16. He wondered what they were doing out so late. So he approached them.

"Hey, you girls shhoulld proobaably be in bed at this time" He slurred. " What's it to you, you freak?" the girl with brown wavy hair snapped. "I was jjjust saaayiing it is gettin' pretty late foor young things like yourselves too be out". "Whatever!" the girl said and pushed past him. As the second girl went to pass he grabbed onto her. " Get off of me!" she yelled. The other girl just stood there. " JANELLE HELP!" she screamed. Janelle looked around the alley. " Come on baby, yoou knoow you lovve me okay" he grabbed onto the girl and pushed her up against a brick wall. The girl was frantically kicking and screaming, he slapped her across the face. She tasted the metalic taste of blood in her mouth. Everything went black. Janelle was still looking around the alley then she saw it, next to an old grey dumpster lay a gun, she wasn't thinking. She picked it up and aimed it at the man. " GET OFF HER OR I WILL SHOOT YOU, YOU PEDO!" Janelle yelled. The man continued to hold onto the there was a loud bang.

Everything was still.

"CLAIRE! CLAIRE SNAP OUT OF IT! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE! " Janelle screamed as she looked at Claire laying on the ground.

" Wh.. what did.. you do?" Claire asked slowly looking to Janelles hand.

" I.. i... didn't mean to pull the trigger it just. Oh my god! He's dead." the 9mm slide out of Janelles hand and dropped to the ground.

Trent McGovern lay dead on the ground, blood slowly puddling around his body. '' What are we going to do Claire?" Janelle asked her eyes unblinking as she staired at the lifeless body. " The cops they will... they will find out it was us. We have to go now.. before they come" She said as she grabbed Claires arm. "Come on we have to go! Now!" Janelle yelled at Claire. Claire stood there staring at the body. Sirens sounded in the distance. " We have to go, now!" Janelle screamed "COME ON!" and ran to the mouth of the alley, she turned around "My mom can't find out, i'm sorry Claire" with that she ran. Claire didn't say a word, she just stood there.

( OPENING THEME )

Elliot Stabler sat at his desk when Det. Olivia Benson jogged over. "We've got a case." she said handing him his jacket.

"What happened?" Stabler asked a police officer. " Neighbors heard screams coming from this alley. Then they heard a gun shot so they rang 911. When we got here the guy was dead, gun shot wound to the head. The girl over there," he said pointing to a girl who was being looked at by a medic. " Was found standing next to the body, she hasn't said a word. Bruising on her face, her shirt is torn, we think attempted rape." "Okay, thanks" Det. Benson said as she walked over to the girl. As Olivia came over to the medic the women told her " Hi Detective. She has a split lip, some bruising, and scratches, nothing to severe." at that she lent in closer to Det Benson and whispered " She has bruising on her legs i'm thinking she may have been raped" "Thank you" Olivia turned towards the girl and said " Hi my name is Olivia, could you tell me what happened here sweetey?" The girl didn't even look up. Benson went to touch the girls shoulder, the girl flinched, Olivia pulled back "It's okay. I work with the police, i won't hurt you okay. I just need to know your name that's all." The girl didn't make any sign that she had heard what Olivia had said.

"You talk to the girl?'' Stabler asked as Benson approached. " Yeah, to no avail. She was pretty shaken up didn't even look at me. Find out anything?" She asked as they headed back towards their squad car. " Not much, only that there was someone else in that alley that shot the guy. He has been I.D as a Trent McGovern. Smelt like beer, probably drunk, thought he would try it on with a young girl."