Daddy
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Rating: T
Author's Note: This fic came to me in a dream…it played out as an SVU episode, so at the insistence of a friend, I decided to write it out.
Audrey Sinclair stepped off the elevator into her penthouse apartment, set the bag of groceries in her arms on the kitchen counter, and called for her 15-year-old daughter.
"Lauren? Lauren?" she said as she checked each room. She reached her daughter's bedroom. Sheer terror swept over her as she caught sight of her only child, sprawled naked on her bed, covered in bruises, blood and other fluids. She felt for a pulse and found one, and she was breathing, but unconscious. Audrey took out her cell phone and tried to dial 911. Her hands were trembling so badly, it took her three tries to make the call.
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Mercy General Hospital
Manhattan, New York
September 14
Detectives Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler walked down the familiar hall of Mercy Hospital, looking for the doctor who had treated Lauren Sinclair.
"Dr. Higgins, I'm Det. Benson from Special Victims Unit. How is she?" Det. Benson asked, upon spotting the doctor at the nurse's station.
"This girl was really put through the wringer. She was raped, sodomized, orally sodomized, and beaten until she stopped moving. I ran a full rape kit on her. She has a concussion, but the rest of her injuries are surprisingly minor." Dr. Cynthia Higgins reported.
"Can we talk to her?" Stabler asked.
"Of course, she's in room 211."
Elliot and Olivia found the room they were looking for and stepped inside. Lauren was sitting up in the hospital bed. Audrey was seated next to her, holding her hand.
"Lauren, Mrs. Sinclair, I'm Detective Benson from the Special Victims Unit. I'd like to talk to Lauren about what happened last night." Audrey kissed her daughter on the forehead.
"I'll go grab a cup of coffee. Honey, tell the detectives what happened. I'll be back soon." Audrey stood and started for the door. She paused, and said in a very low voice to Olivia, "please, take care of my daughter." Without waiting for a response, she left the room. Olivia and Elliot took chairs on either side of Lauren's bed.
"Lauren, can you tell me what happened last night?" Olivia asked. Lauren put her head back on the pillow and started to cry.
"I can't, Detective…I just can't…"
"Were you raped, Lauren?" Olivia asked. She nodded yes and sobbed.
"I don't know how many of them there were…I passed out pretty early. I wish I could tell you more, but I just don't remember it at all." she said.
"Has anyone tried to hurt you before?" Olivia asked.
"No, never! I have a great life." Lauren replied.
"Can you think of anyone who would want to hurt you? A boyfriend, relative…anyone you know?"
"No…no one."
"Has anyone been following you recently?"
"No, I'm sorry Detective, I just can't help you. I didn't see them, and no one in my life has threatened me in any way."
"Ok. Get some rest, and here's my card. If you think of anything, I want you to call me right away, anytime, ok?" Lauren took Olivia's card and promised to contact her if she remembered anything. Olivia and Elliot left the room as Audrey entered.
"She's lying." Elliot said to Olivia. "She knows who raped her."
"I know, but we're going to have to figure out some way to get her to talk. Maybe Warner will be able to get a hit off of the rape kit." Olivia replied.
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Office of Dr. Melinda Warner
Manhattan, New York
September 15
"What've you got for us, Melinda?" Stabler asked.
"So far, I've found 4 different DNA samples in the rape kit, not including your victim's." Warner said.
"She was gang raped." Olivia stated. Warner nodded.
"They were all Caucasian, judging by the genetic markers, and none of them are in the system. I'm sorry, but without anything to compare it to, I can't help you find your perp."
"Thanks, Melinda. Let us know if you find anything else." Stabler said.
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NYPD Crime Lab
Manhattan, New York
September 15
"We managed to lift some pretty clear prints at the crime scene." Jenkins told Benson and Stabler.
"Any hits?" Olivia asked.
"You're not going to believe this, but yes. We got hits on all of them. They all work for the same stock brokerage uptown, Jamison, Thompson & Sinclair. They were all printed when they became stockbrokers." He handed Olivia the printout of the matches.
"Henry Jamison, Victor Thompson, James Thorngrove, and Robert Sinclair. Let's go pick them up." Olivia said. "Thanks, Jenkins. This is a big help."
XxXxX
Interrogation Room
Manhattan Special Victims Unit
September 15
"Mr. Sinclair, we were you last night?" Olivia asked.
"I was at my office. Working."
"Can anyone corroborate that?" she pressed.
"No, I was alone."
"So, you didn't rape your daughter." Olivia said.
"What! Of course not! And how dare you accuse me of such a thing!"
"Good, then you won't mind giving us a DNA sample so we can clear this all up." she said.
"Actually, I do mind. I need to get back to my daughter."
"You know, refusing a test that would clear your name, that doesn't look good." Stabler said.
"Am I under arrest? Because if I'm not, I'd like to go home now." Olivia took the cup of water from in front of him.
"As soon as we find out whether or not the DNA on this cup matches one of the 4 samples we found in your daughter." Olivia said as she and Stabler left the room.
Several hours later, Olivia's desk phone rang.
"Benson."
"You've got a match, Olivia. Robert Sinclair's DNA was found inside Lauren Sinclair." Warner replied.
"Her own father raped her?"
"Robert Sinclair raped Lauren, but he's not her father. They share no common alleles."
"Ok, thanks, Melinda." Olivia hung up the phone and looked at Stabler.
"Lauren Sinclair was raped by Robert Sinclair, but DNA says he's not her biological father." Stabler furrowed his brow.
"Then, who is?" Stabler asked.
"I think we need to talk to Audrey Sinclair and find out." Olivia said.
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