Her Own Rape
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Apartment of
Olivia Benson
120th and Broadway
Monday, February 19
3:20 AM
"Stupid bitch! Detective." The man yelled laughing as he ran out of the apartment.
Olivia sat up in her bed with all of her strength. She reached for the phone and dialed 911.
"911 dispatcher. What is your emergency?"
"I was just raped," she cried out.
"Where are you miss?"
120th and Broadway, apartment 2F," she said trying to stay calm to give the dispatcher her information.
3: 35 AM
Elliot and Fin pulled up in the Sudan to find police and an ambulance already there. They looked at the apartment building and knew that Olivia lived there. They went up to find the door to Olivia's apartment open and police were going in and coming out.
"You sex crimes?" A large officer said meeting Fin and Elliot at the top of the stairs.
"Yeah. What happened?" Elliot said on the verge of tears and having a lump in his throat.
"One of your own. Raped. Beaten."
"She's still alive?" Fin asked looking worriedly into the officer's eyes.
"Yeah. She wanted to wait for you before they took her in the ambulance. She won't really talk to anyone."
They rushed into the apartment and found Olivia sitting on the couch sobbing.
Elliot rushed over to her and wrapped his arms around her. She returned the hug and began to cry on his shoulder.
"I'm here sweetie," he said soothingly rubbing her back.
Fin stood in front of them, stiff. He just stared at her blankly as a tear streamed down his face.
Olivia looked up at him and he went over to her and hugged her close.
"I'm so sorry baby. I'm sorry this happened to you," he said softly in her ear.
Just then Casey, Don, and John rushed in and saw Olivia on the couch. Casey went over to her and laid a hand on her shoulder. Elliot and Fin walked over to Don and John. Casey hugged Olivia gently as they both cried.
They all walked out to the ambulance.
"I'll ride with her," Elliot said to Don.
Don nodded as he got into Fin's car.
Olivia lied on the gurney and the E.M.T.s put her in the ambulance. Elliot followed them in. He took Olivia's hand and bent down to kiss her cheek.
"Why me El?" She said beginning to cry again.
"Do you remember the first piece of advice I gave you?" He said remembering the cab driver from their first big case together.
"I know. We don't get to pick the vic. Even if it is us," she said wiping a tear away.
"Do you want me to take your statement now or later?" He asked knowing that it was probably bad time to be asking, especially knowing Olivia.
She looked up at him. She looked into his big, blue eyes. She squeezed his hand gently. "I'm tired El. Can we do it at the hospital later?"
Yeah. Sure honey," he said stroking her hair with his other hand as she still was gripping his one hand as she fell asleep.
Mercy General Hospital
Exam Room #2
4:15 AM
Elliot sat by Olivia's side, holding her hand as the doctor did a rape kit.
"Ok sweetie. We'll get this to the lab," the doctor said gently.
She began to cry again and Elliot held her in his arms. He kissed the top of her head. The others walked in and Casey began to cry in Fin's arms. She couldn't stand to see her best friend like that.
Tuesday, February 20
Olivia had spent the whole day and night at the hospital and Elliot never left her side the whole time.
"He was a little taller than you with brown hair and green eyes," she said looking into his eyes.
"Ok. Did he have any distinct features?"
"He kind of looked familiar. He had a beard though and that was unusual," she said closing her eyes to picture the man.
"Who did he look like to you?"
"Trevor Langan," she said with a puzzled look.
"I never liked him," he said scowling and shaking his head.