A/N: I starting writing this like soo long ago and I just randomly started again. I hope you like it!! Please review so I can see if I still can write reasonably well… oh, and this will be EO.

(Olivia's POV)

I have this strange urge to find him. I haven't for almost eight years, but this case is bringing me back to it. There was this pre-teen named Timmy. He should have just been named Olivia Benson because we are basically the same person. We both had abusive mothers, bad childhoods, and last but not least, we both were products of rape. Even though he's only twelve, he's done a lot to find his 'father', but hasn't met his goal. Neither have I. I've checked the report, went over all the evidence, listened to her statement over and over again. I've tried everything, but have gotten no where. Even Munch tried to help, but he came up short too. After that, I just gave up. I kept thinking that it's impossible to find him. Then we get Timmy's case. I was just so amazed by how much this kid wants to know the truth about his father, just like how I wanted to. Anyways, I would really like to find my mother rapist A.K.A. my father. I just don't know what else to do though. Like I said before I tried everything. Well, I thought I tried everything…

I look up to see Fin standing beside my desk. His expression is hard to read. It's a mix of happiness and empathy.

"What's up, Fin," I ask as I lean back in my chair. He takes a deep breath.

"I was visiting my mom and one of her friends, Lilly. Lilly went to NYU back in the '60s. She was really good friends with an English major, Serena Benson."

"What," was all I managed to say. He remained silent for a couple moments.

"She was with her right before she was raped, but ran away."

"Why didn't my mother say they were together in her report," I asked myself out loud.

"Maybe she forgot they were together. If you wanna talk to her yourself, here's her address." He walked away and I just sat there motionless.

After work, I drive to this lady's house. When I pull up, I see a fairly old woman sitting in a wicker chair on her porch. I walk up towards the house.

"Hi, I'm Detective Benson. I'm a friend of Fin Tutuola."

"Oh yes, take a seat. He told me about you. I went to school with your mother. It's a shame she passed away."

"Yeah. Fin said you told him you were with her the night she was attacked."

"Yes. He almost hit me to but I managed to get away. I wanted to help her but…"

"Did you see the guy?"

"Yes. I saw him earlier that day coming out of a good friend of mine's dorm. Leslie Potter."

"Do you have any idea where I can find Leslie?" I asked hopefully. I want this so bad. I need this so bad, I think to myself.

"Oh dear. It's been awhile since I've talked to her. I'm sorry. We lost touch after graduation." I thank her for her time and leave quickly. I speed back to the precinct to find some kind of info on this Leslie Potter.

Elliot's there when I arrive. He watches me as I jog, almost run, into the squadroom and take a seat at my computer, typing away.

"Whatcha doing?" he asks almost instantly. I'm not usually this excited about finding rapists or murders.

"Just getting some information for a case," I answer, not taking my eyes off the screen.

"Oh, what case? We don't have any open right now." I can feel his eyes on me, seaching my expressions for some answers.

"Just some personal business," I say finally looking up at him. He can sense my annoyance with him. He knows what I'm talking about though.

I go back to searching on my computer. There's no Leslie Potters' fitting age requirements in New York. I try a nationwide search. There's only a few. The first one: Leslie Potter, 55, lives in Tampa Bay, Florida. Not her. She's too young. The second one: Leslie Miller (married to Jesse Miller), 79, lives in Nashville, Tennesee. She's too old. And the last one: Leslie Frank (married to Peter Frank), 63, lives in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Right name, right age. That could be her. I need to talk to Leslie Frank.

Well, looks like I'll be heading to Wisconsin…

A/N: Some EOness next chapter. Please review. That'd make me extremely happy!! Woohoo!