Chapter 1

She couldn't believe it:

"How did she get into this situation? How could he do this to her? How could she let herself get drugged?"

She felt the darkness coming, she tried to fight it, but she felt herself slipping down the wall. Right before she felt her eyes get shut she saw his face, she saw him coming towards her, reaching out his hands to grab her. When her eyes were already closed she felt his hands on her skin pulling her into his arms and lifting her up.

The last thought which was entering her brain was – I can't believe he is going to rape me and I'm not able to fight it.

Then the darkness embraced her.

9 hours earlier.

Olivia was sitting at her desk. Elliot was in the interrogation room with this sick perp who was getting of by raping women and torture them. She went into the interrogation with Elliot, but the guy didn't respond to anything they said. He was only starring at her, with a mean smile on his face. Not at both of them, no, he was starring at her.

They both tried to get him talk, but as longer they were in the room with him as more he seemed to be far away.

After a while he closed his eyes and when she looked at her partner and met his eyes she knew he thought the same, the guy was getting off, probably by thinking how it would be to rape and torture her.

She saw the anger crawling up in Elliot and knew he would explode any minute. He can't handle when perps are coming up to her, even when it's only in there thoughts.

Right in the moment when she prepared herself to stop Elliot, to blow their only chance to get a confession from the guy, Huang opened the door and requested them out of the room.

He told them that the only chance to get the guy talk, is without Olivia and Elliot has to pretend that he understands the pleasure of rape and torture.

Now Olivia was sitting at her desk waiting for Elliot, she felt useless and she was pissed that this prick was not letting her do her job. There was a huge amount of paperwork waiting for her, but she was not in the mood to fight her way through it.

From the corner of her eye she saw Trevor Langan walking through the door. She couldn't believe it, there were already enough pricks around her for one day, there was no need for another one.

As far as she knew, the perp didn't ask for a lawyer yet, so she decided to start a conversation with Langan to keep him out of the interrogation.

Stepping towards him to say hello, he looked at her and started to smile. He said in a very charming and smooth tone: "Hello Detective Benson, you're exactly the person I'm looking for."

She was shocked by the tone and that she was the one that he was here for. But she tried to keep the surprise for herself and smiled back at him.

"So what can I do for you?" She asked really curious what he wanted from her.

He sat down on the chair next to her desk, she didn't know what to think of that, cause she didn't invite him to sit down, but she also kind of liked his self-confidence, so she sat at her place at the desk and kept looking at him.

"I need your help Detective." He started the conversation by getting right to the point she liked that.

"What do you need my help for?"

He looked down at his lap for a minute before he answered and she could swear his voice got a little quieter.

"I think the wife of a client of mine does need help. I already tried to talk to her, but he is always around her and it's almost impossible to talk to her alone."

Trevor Langan one of the most annoying lawyers she knows, is asking her to help a woman. Normally he would be the guy helping the abusing husband to go back home to his wife in a minute.

She must have looked at him disbelievingly cause he started to defend himself:

"I know you think I'm a prick, who sends the shit you collected home to their families to start all over again. But I defended you too and got you out of jail last year." He was smiling at her. "Don't you think everyone has the right to be defended at court?"

Anger was crawling up her stomach she was leaning in to him.

"My partner got me out of jail, by getting the evidence that I was fooled. You did almost nothing," she whispered roughly.

He leaned back in his chair, he seemed tired and he started to rub his hands over his face. "Okay!Look, there is a woman and I think her husband is beating her and I don't know what I can do, I really need your help."

Olivia thought of Mia, the women who was killed by her husband, after Langan helped him to get out of jail.

"I know, maybe that's the reason why I'm here, do you really think I don't feel the guilt for the death of this woman on my shoulders?" He suddenly said out of the blue and for a second she thought he can read her mind.

And when she looked into his eyes she saw it, he really felt bad about Mia's death.

"Okay, so what do you want me to do? I have to talk to her before I can do anything against her husband."

He started smiling again. "Yeah, I know." And she could swear his smile was wolfish.

"I meet this client for dinner tonight and he invited me with a guest, I pick you up at 8."

Before she could respond to that, Elliot stepped to the desk. Langan stood up and greeted him.

Elliot's asking view burned her skin, she tried to avoid his gaze.

She nodded at Langan and he left quickly, maybe he was afraid she would start to talk to Elliot about the whole thing. And right when she ended this thought, Elliot was asking curiously what Langan was doing here.

"He wanted to talk to me about my case, there are still some things to handle in court."

Elliot looked at her disbelievingly. "What, it's more than a year since that?" She regretted lying at him and didn't know why she was lying at him in the first place.

"Did you get a confession?" Now it was at him to feel uncomfortable he nodded and tried to pretend that there was laying something really important on his desk.

Relieved that she was not longer the one who felt weird she smiled at him. But she already lost the battle with Langan and so she didn't want to let Elliot get off so easily.

So she sat down leaned back in her chair and started teasing Elliot. "Come on, what were you two talking about?" It was a great feeling to see how Elliot tried to get out of the conversation and she enjoyed it.

"Ah, he is a stupid asshole. He confessed the rapes and the torture and he didn't ask for a lawyer. So we get him of the streets."

"Oh, come on El, give me a little more, you know I hate when this sickos are so addicted to there stuff that they aren't even able to be in the same room with a women, without thinking of raping and torture her. How did you get him?"

She knew exactly what Elliot had to do, to get the guy.

Pretending that he was thinking himself how it would be, to rape and to over power her, to force her to have sex with him. Even before Huang pulled them out of the interrogation, she knew this guy would only confess by sharing his sick thoughts with someone who understands him.

"Liv, what ever Langan told you, don't punish me for it."

Now she was pissed, it wasn't her day, first she lost the battle against Langan now she lost the battle against Elliot, which happened rarely.

8 hours earlier.

She decided that it's time to go home.

It was almost three and she knew this is the day to take some of the extra hours she collected. She looked at Elliot and informed him about her plan and he said that it shouldn't be a problem, their latest perp was already caught and all the other cases could wait one day longer.

She went into Cragens office and after assuring him that she wasn't sick, cause he couldn't believe that he don't have to force her to take free time, she left the precinct.

She went home took a long bath, read a book and was thinking about Langan and his plan to have dinner with a guy who beats his wife. How does he think is this dinner supposed to be, she can't ask the woman right away if her husband is gonna beat her when they leave. But she also knew that she would immediately know if she is an abused woman or not, she saw to many of them and knows the signs. The harassed eyes, the flinching when the husband speaks, the pain written over the whole body.

5hours earlier.

She was standing in front of her wardrobe, she imagined that Langan would be dressed nicely. He is always wearing expensive, very well fitting suits. When he is going out to have dinner with a client, she imagined, that he would look unbelievably good.

She took a short, but not too short well fitting black dress with a nice neckline and high heels. When she was standing in front of the mirror to check her outfit, she was satisfied, it looked sexy but not slutty and not to sexy that it would be inappropriate to wear it to a business dinner.

4 hours earlier.

At 8 o'clock sharp her doorbell was ringing and she wasn't surprised, she knew he would be right on time, he is this kind of guy.

She left her apartment to meet him on the street and took a sharp breath. He was standing in front of his Mercedes and she was right, he was wearing a very well fitting black suit, she suddenly had an image of Clark Kent in her head. She recognized before, that he is a very good looking man and she also recognized that he is very tall, which was always something she liked on man, cause she is tall too.

But now seeing him in his suit leaning against his Mercedes smiling at her, she felt getting nervous, which was new to her.

He stepped in front of her to say hello and opened the car door for her. When she was sitting at the passenger seat he circled the car to get to the driver seat. Wondering if he was thinking the same about her, she hoped instantly that he didn't saw her face when she stepped out of the building.

During the drive they were talking a little bit about their strategy, but it was only a 20minute drive so there wasn't a lot talking. Except that he told the guy that he would bring his girlfriend and that it would be better to call him Trevor, so that they don't get caught in the first 2minutes.

When they entered the house he introduced her to Timothy and Gwen Palmer. He told them that she is a colleague and she appreciated that he didn't degrade her and told them she was his secretary.

They had a nice dinner and after only ten minutes she was absolutely sure that this woman was beaten by her husband on a regular base.

1hour earlier.

She was thinking how and when she shall tell Langan about it, when she recognized that they were talking about her.

So she focused back on their conversation and couldn't believe what they were talking about. This guy was telling Langan how fucking gorgeous he finds her and that it must be a pleasure to sleep with her.

She was used to Elliot's reaction to any man who says that about her and she couldn't believe that Langan was sitting there saying nothing to that. She took a look at Gwen but she was only smiling a weary smile.

Right when she opened her mouth to respond to that, Langan leaned close to her, took her hand and said with a wolfish smile: "You wouldn't believe what kind of pleasure it is."

She was pissed and only an inch away from exposing the truth. But Langan blinked at her and she calm herself down.

20minutes earlier.

After dessert Timothy went to the house bar to make drinks for them and his wife apologized herself to the kitchen, she offered her help to get to talk with the women alone.

But they had only a few minutes in the kitchen and it was difficult to get her to talk in this kind of situation, to a stranger during a business dinner.

So she left and decided it would be the best to talk about everything with Langan first and they decide together what they do. Or even better she waits and talks with Elliot about it the next day and they discuss their options to make it an official SVU case.

10minutes earlier.

She went back to the living room, Langan gave her a Martini and they were sitting down on the couch. Trevor took place right next to her and Timothy on the opposite side so she was kind of trapped between them.

Suddenly Timothy was laying his hand on her knee and Langan put his arm around her and it hit her, she stared at the almost empty Martini glass in her hand and she already felt a warm tickling in her stomach. She stood up and apologized herself to the bathroom, she still couldn't believe that she was right, that can't be true. As a huge prick as Langan is, as a lawyer, he wouldn't bring her in a situation like this.

She went into the bathroom, but she already felt really weak and she knew this wouldn't come from only one Martini, she started panicking she searched her cell phone, but it was in her bag in the living room.

3minutes earlier.

She forgot to lock the bathroom door. And so Timothy came in, he smiled at her and stepped towards her, she stepped back and walked into the wall behind her. She felt dizzy and weak and she knew that there was something in her drink. He pinned her against the wall, and came really close and whispered: "Hell yeah, it's gonna be a huge pleasure for me to fuck you." She felt his hand on her wrist sliding down to her thigh pushing up her dress. She tried to remember what she could do in this kind of situation, but it was so hard to think at all.

She couldn't believe it:

"How did she get into this situation? How could he do this to her? How could she let herself get drugged?"

She felt the darkness coming, she tried to fight it, but she felt herself slipping down the wall. Right before she felt her eyes get shut she saw his face, she saw Trevor Langan in the door. He was coming towards her, reaching out his hands to grab her. When her eyes were already closed she felt his hands on her skin pulling her into his arms and lifting her up.

The last thought which was entering her brain was – I can't believe he is going to rape me and I'm not able to fight it.

Then the darkness embraced her.