Author's Note: I know that it has been a few weeks since I updated When Love Comes Knocking, and I'm not abandoning it, but I had this idea and just had to get it down. I plan on getting a fairly decent start on this story and get it going and then I will alternate story updates. This story kind of came from a discussion I was having with someone on Elliot's siblings and how many he had and where he was in the order. As always if you see any grammar errors or spelling mistakes, don't hesitate to point it out to me.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, if i did, SVU would be on HBO and between the cases Elliot and Olivia would be getting it on.

It was like any other day at SVU. Olivia was sitting in her office doing paperwork; waiting for a call to come in. Amanda and Fin were working on a case of their own, fairly open and shut. Nick was in court testifying, and Carisi was studying for one of his exams for law school.

Hours passed and nothing came in, and frankly Olivia was happy. That meant that nothing bad was happening. She was looking forward to getting home to Noah, and let Lucy leave for the night. It was almost 7:30 p.m. and for Olivia that was leaving the precinct early.

Just as she was getting ready to walk out of the office, the phone rang. Olivia knew it was too good to be true. She walked over to her phone and answered it.

The person on the other end informed her that she had a rape in the Meatpacking District, and the victim was being transported to Bellevue. She got the specifics of where the crime scene was and ended the phone call.

Olivia walked out of her office. Fin and Amanda were out questioning a witness for their case. Nick was the only one in the bullpen.

"Nick, we have a rape in the Meatpacking District. I have to go talk to the victim at Bellevue, I need you to go to the crime scene, and canvas. See what we can get and if anyone saw anything."

She handed him the slip with the address of the crime scene

"You got it, Sarge." Nick confirmed.

Olivia drove to Bellevue. When she got there, she went to the nurse and asked about her victim.

"She's behind curtain number three, her name's Megan Christensen. She's 55 years old, came in with minor injuries besides the rape, a few defensive wounds, but all in all, she's not too banged up."

Olivia walked behind the curtain, and saw her victim laying on the gurney, shaking.

Megan didn't look like she was 55 years old, she looked to be around her mid-forties. She looked like she was about 5'6", brown hair, and blue eyes. She was in hospital issued scrubs.

"Hi Megan, I'm Sergeant Benson, and I'm with Manhattan Special Victims Unit. Can you tell me what happened?" Olivia asked softly, so not to startle Megan.

"I was walking from the subway to my hotel. I grew up in New York, so I thought I could handle myself. I came back to the city for a family gathering. It was only five or so blocks away from the subway, I figured that it would be ok to walk. I was about a block from my hotel when someone grabbed me from behind, and pulled me into an alley. It was dark out, so I didn't see anyone behind me. He was covering my mouth, so I couldn't scream."

At this point Megan was in tears, she couldn't keep going.

"Hey, hey, Megan. Its ok, you can stop there for now. Now I would like for you to do a rape kit, that way we can collect any evidence that he might have left on you. Would you be willing to do that?"

Megan nodded.

"Anything you need," Megan stated "Can you be there with me?"

"Of course, if that you make you more comfortable, then I will be there with you."

The exam took about three hours to complete. In that time, Olivia was able to get the rest of Megan's statement. She went into detail, cried, and when it was all finally over Megan hugged Olivia.

"Megan, do you have someone coming to pick you up?" Olivia questioned, she didn't want to Megan to have to be alone again.

"Yeah, my brother is on his way. He should be here soon."

"If you need anything please don't be afraid to call me" Olivia handed Megan her card and put her cell phone number on the back.

When Megan looked at Olivia's card, her eyes got wide.

"Wait, your name is Olivia Benson, and you're with the Manhattan Special Victims Unit?" Megan asked, as though it had just hit her who this was.

"Yes, that's me." Olivia answered a bit confused.

"I can't believe I didn't put it together sooner." Megan muttered, but loud enough for Olivia to hear.

"Put what together? Have we met before?" Olivia could have sworn she had never met this woman before.

"No, but you know my brother. Pretty well actually."

All of a sudden Olivia thought that she was dealing with one of her perp's sisters. She feared for the worst to happen.

"Your brother? Who is your brother?" Olivia was racking her brain, trying to figure out which one would be her brother.

Just as Megan was about to open her mouth and answer, when her brother rushed down the hall.

"Megan!" Both women's head snapped to the sound of the voice. Megan for the obvious reasons. Olivia on the other hand had just heard a voice that she hadn't heard in four years. She would know that voice anywhere. She still heard it many times in her sleep.

It belonged to none other than Elliot Stabler.

She hadn't heard from Elliot in 4 years, and now his sister happened to be raped in her jurisdiction. What were the odds?

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Please review so I know if you like the story. I would love to hear your thoughts.