Running From the Past
Summary: Shedding some light on Olivia's past is a hard task, but when a case involves a rape victim who's from her past, it gets a bit more complicated. Suddenly, Elliot finds that the world isn't just black and white, and that sometimes, there's nothing you can do about criminals no matter how much you may want to.
Chapter one: A Past That Haunts
John Adams stood in the New York's central park starring at the sky above him. The stars shun as bright as the moon they surrounded. His hands were in his jacket, it was fall of 2004 that night, and the weather was perfect. It wasn't to hot, wasn't too cold. He figured it would be a nice night for a walk.
Soon after he drifted into his thoughts he heard a scream. The voice sounded female and as if it was by instincts he ran, fast as he could. Something told him that he wasn't going to like what he saw, and by the sight that graced him with its presence he was told that his gut feeling was right.
Someone, something was holding a girl who looked young. He couldn't tell how young because it was too dark to see most things. John shined his flashlight at the perpetrator. He growled like a dog who was hunting for its food. John attacked the man holding the young girl. The man ran, with out putting up a fight and John didn't even bother to go after the man, instead he grabbed his cell phone and dialed nine one, one. While explaining what happened John ran to the girl to check for her pulse. She was still breathing, that was about the only good sign. Her clothes were ripped, bruises were all over her stomach. She seemed no older than sixteen or seventeen. He sat there and waited while the operator told him she was sending someone there and to hold on for a few more minutes. He nodded, forgetting that the person on the other line couldn't see. He corrected his mistakes.
"Is anything happening now?" the operator asked trying to keep John calm. She heard a whimper of pain and then someone calling out a name.
The girl lay helplessly in Johns Arms, the only sign of life was her slight whimpering and the one time she called a name;
"Buffy…" It was almost a whine.
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Detectives Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler got out of the car. Both detectives were tense, bracing themselves for anything to happen. It'd been a long time since one of the victims were alive, but this wasn't necessarily a good thing.
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Elliot and Olivia entered the patient's hospital room. Elliot felt immediate anger towards the person who did this to a young girl who had yet to be identified. He wasn't really ready for this yet, but then again, you could never be ready for this type of thing. Beside Elliot, Olivia stood still not making a single movement. Her entire body was even more tense than it usually was in a situation like this. Her skin seemed paler when he looked at her, she looked as if she were going throw up.
Olivia stared at the girl who was currently in a coma. She was young, 16 years old. She knew this girl, but she hadn't seen her since she was a toddler.
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Olivia had been quite during the ride bad to the station. They'd found out a lot about the girls situation. It seemed that she had been beaten- that one was obvious- and raped nearly to death. Another thing, it seemed that she had also been tortured for weeks, possibly over a month with all the damage she's got.
Now that he thought about it, Elliot found he couldn't really blame Olivia for reacting the way she was. It was only natural. Now the two were sitting in the station waiting for captain Creagan to come in.
"Alright people, we gotta work hard and fast. I want to catch this creep, so we gotta start on leads, first things first, do we have any idea who the victim is?" everyone shook their heads. Creagan sighed, "What do we have on the case?" he asked looking at the five people exactly.
"Summers!" Olivia shouted suddenly. Everyone stared at her blankly waiting for her to explain. Olivia sighed, "Dawn Summers. That's her name." She said quieter this time. Everyone stared at her with a sympathetic look, it always hurt when it was someone you knew, it was every cops worst nightmare, yet they had to wonder, just what were Olivia Bensons connection to Dawn Summers?
A/N: Sorry about the shortness! But I am foacusing on my other stories, so this wont be updated for a while. I just wanted to get this off my head, and Yeah I know, I suck, cliffy on first chappy! Haha, well its sort of a cliffy. I guess, any who, this idea just came up in my head and I had to write it down, so here it is, the first chapter of "Running From The Past". So how exactly DOES Olivia know the Summers family? Does she know about the supernatural stuff? And What happened to Dawn! Leave a review, and keep your eye out because after I finish my other two main stories you may see the next chapter of this story! Depending on weather you leave your reviews or not! So tell me, good bad? Can I make it better? How?
