A/N: So this is my first fic and I hope it's okay. I've had this idea bugging me for a while and I finally wrote it down. I have a pretty good idea where this is going, but I am always open to suggestions . There is a bit that's a little bit graphic and I've rated the fic M for safety but, let's be honest, you all watch SVU so it should be okay, either way I've marked it so you can avoid it if you want. So, yeah, thanks for giving this fic a shot
Disclaimer: If I owned SVU would I be writing fanfics or awesome episodes? Think about it.
Olivia pulled up to the apartment building with a knot in her stomach. One raped and murdered, another raped and seriously injured, Olivia prayed to God the girl would make it through. She climbed the stairs to apartment 4B, the paramedics had already left leaving CSU to scour the room for any indication of the perp.
A crime had clearly been committed in the apartment. Along the hallway entering the apartment the furniture was knocked out of place. The living room was in complete disarray. The originally cream carpet was stained with a large pool of blood in the centre of which lay a woman, lifeless. She had light brown hair to her shoulders and dark green eyes. From her abdomen protruded a pocket knife, causing the scene to appear even more grotesque. Her right hand appeared to be reaching to the end of the couch beside her as if to pull herself away.
Olivia walked a few steps to the breakfast bar that over looked the living room. Behind the bar lay another pool of blood, this one more irregular, not as if it had bled out of a lifeless body, but as if someone had been struggling, moving. Looking at the bench on her left, Olivia noticed the phone off the hook. "Hey guys, take a picture of this will you?" she called as two crime scene techs rushed over to do so.
Elliot and Melinda made their way to Olivia. "I would say that the cause of death is the stab wound but there is also a possibility that she may have been asphyxiated, I'll let you know more when I get back to the lab." Melinda informed them both. As she turned to leave they both muttered thanks and turned to each other.
Olivia's eyebrows furrowed looking at the scene. "What are you thinking?" Elliot asked studying her face for some clue into her thoughts.
"I'm not sure, well not until I get the witness statement, but run through this with me." Elliot followed her to the door. "Okay, so he enters through the front door, there's no forced entry so someone let him in," she began.
"It must have been the mother, because she was attacked first," Elliot interjected.
"Right," Olivia continued, "So the mother opens the door and backs up the hallway, she trips, or he pushes her down, rapes her then kills her. The daughter hearing the noise comes out from the study behind the breakfast bar sees the attacker and goes for the phone he pulls her away and rapes her. She fights back, gets something out of the open draw and hits him with it."
"Crime scene hasn't found anything yet, he must have taken it with him."
"Or, she threw it. See what's wrong with the blood pattern Elliot?"
Elliot walked around the stain, "This bit, right here," he said pointing at one of the edges, "It's like she's slammed her arm down."
"Exactly, which means," Olivia trailed off as she peered at the crack under the breakfast bar, "Whatever it was it's under there." She grabbed a pair of tongs from the draw and manoeuvred until she found what she was looking for, "Aha!" she exclaimed as she withdrew a small carrot peeler with small scrapes of skin in it, "And now we have his DNA."
"Her name is Melanie Daniels, 16." Olivia told the nurse.
"Yes of course she's just down here, she's not awake yet but the medication should wear off soon"
"Thank you"
Olivia walked into the room and looked at the girl on the bed. Her long, dark brown hair surrounded her face and body, almost reaching her waist. Her skin though pale in sickness seemed as though it was usually tan. Her eyes flickered open revealing a deep green.
"Hey sweetie, I'm Detective Olivia Benson, how are you feeling?" Olivia asked as the young girl in front of her regained consciousness.
The girl's eyes shot open as soon as she heard the voice, her wide eyes surveyed the room for a brief moment until she asked, "W-where am I?"
Olivia had expected the uncertainty, "You're at the hospital. You were severely injured. Do you remember anything about the night it happened?"
The girl nodded and shielded emotion replied, "My mother's dead isn't she?"
Olivia nodded fighting back tears for the girl: she hated this part, "I know this is hard, but I need you to tell me everything you remember about that night." (So yeah, this next bit is a little graphic sorry, just skip to the next bold bit if you'd rather avoid it.)
She nodded again, swallowing her fears she took a deep breath and started, "I was in the study doing assignments when I heard a knock on the door. Mum answered it and was talking to the man, next thing she says is, 'now come on I've done everything,' he said something about taking what was his and I heard her scream. He covered her mouth but not soon enough. I ran out of the study and froze in the doorway. I couldn't think, I just stood there. When h-he stabbed my mother I snapped and ran for the phone, but before I could reach it he pulls me down to the ground. I kicked him as hard as I could and tried to get away, he grabbed my thighs, licked his lips and muttered something. I screamed for him to stop, but he f-forced my legs open with his knees and…" she started shaking.
"He raped you." Olivia finished
"Yes. He, um he told me that if I was good to him, he would let me live, he told me to lick me off of him. I almost threw up at the thought. I turned my head away, but he grabbed my cheek. That's when I grabbed something, a carrot peeler I think, and I just swung it at him. He jumped back and yelled, then he pulled out a knife and, that's the last thing I remember." (It ends here )
"Honey, he stabbed you, but he missed your organs, the paramedics arrived just in time. You're going to be sore for a while. But you'll be fine."
Melanie gave a wry smile, "Well that's something at least." They sat in silence for a moment, "Um, Detective Benson?"
"Call me Olivia."
"Olivia, what day is it?"
"It's Wednesday, you were out for three days, the hospital should release you on Friday."
Melanie's voice was laced with sarcasm, "Great, just in time for the French test."
Olivia grinned for a moment. Her face returned to its usual gentle seriousness when she spoke again, "We still need to find a next of kin for you."
"Um, yeah good luck. I don't know who my father is and my mother is an only child and her parents passed away a while ago."
"I'm so sorry."
"Don't be, alone is not new for me," her eyes widened again, "Does this mean I'll have to go into foster care? Oh please no."
"Hold on calm down, if we don't find a next of kin then eventually, yes, you will have to go into foster care, however we can keep you in our custody and you can stay at the precinct while we are looking."
Melanie thought for a moment, "So what you're saying is give you someone to look for… Okay, well my mother had this friend, Leyla, I never knew her last name, but she treated me the same way mum did."
Olivia smiled, the girl was smart, "Okay , we'll look for Leyla, in the mean time you can stay in the precinct. I have to go now but I'll be back to talk to you later."
Melanie nodded, a faint smile on her lips, "Thank you."
A/N I have the next chapter typed and ready to go. Should I continue with the story, I promise it does get more interesting, but anyway let me know.