A/N: SVU doesn't belong to me, this is an original idea. All the characters belong to Dick Wolf other than the ones I have made up. This is my first story, I hope you all enjoy it. This has been reformatted so the quality is better and the mistakes have been rectified. I wrote this on notepad, so the punctuation disappeared when I loaded it to fanfic. Hopefully, it should all be fixed now. Thank you for reading, Please review.
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Rose Langly sat in the dingy apartment owned by a well known NYC pimp, Wesley Jacobs. Sat on the edge of the bed, Rose held her knees close to her chest. The Fire escape window was open, as always, a get away and an in. Rose looked out the window a tall, Caucasian man wearing ripped jeans, and a baseball shirt entered the window. He barely acknowledged her as he ran through the apartment, dumping a bag of stolen clothes at her knees.
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"Olivia Benson, SVU, what've we got?"
"Hooker in the tub." the officer on scene replied blankly.
Olivia raised an eyebrow at him, she hated someone being referred to as a label rather than a person.
"How'd you know she's a street worker?" she replied following the uniformed officer in to the building and up the stairs.
"Take a look for yourself." he sneered as he stood by the bathroom door.
Olivia walked in cautiously, the tub was full, and there in it lay a lifeless body of a young girl, no more than fifteen years old. Elliot Stabler had arrived at the scene, and had joined Olivia in the bath room.
"She's a kid." stated Elliot. Olivia nodded her head in agreement, the body of Lisa Talgette was left in a provocative pose, her mouth open, hand resting on her lips. Her right leg crossed over the left. "She looks like a pinup girl, not a hooker." Elliot observed.
Frowning, Olivia tilted her head slightly, "She's fully dressed, even has her underwear on." she paused slightly, "This isn't a nice place for a kid to be, what do you think she was doing here?"
Elliot looked at Liv with sorrowful eyes and shrugged slightly. "I've got no idea."
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Dr. Melinda Warner was standing next to the body of Lisa Talgette when Olivia and Elliot entered the morgue, she looked up from her manilla folder and let out a sigh.
"Got a cause of death for us Doc?" asked Elliot.
"Heart attack." she replied laying down the folder on a near by table.
"Heart attack." Olivia repeated "She's just a kid."
Melinda looked at Olivia then down at the lifeless body that was Lisa. "I found a cocktail of drugs in her system, combined the way they were, the drugs would have given the impression of death. There was no water in her lungs, she was placed in the tub after she died."
Olivia interrupted "How long would she have been alive with the drugs in her system?"
"With this combination of drugs in her system, I would say roughly twenty four hours."
Olivia looked at Elliot, "So Lisa was alive for twenty four hours in a drug induced coma."
Elliot chipped in "And given someone helped her she could have survived."
Melinda nodded, "Her body was shutting down organ by organ, her heart couldn't cope with the stress."
"Then she had a heart attack." Olivia whispered, almost to herself.
Olivia sat at her desk looking at the tox report and ME's report, when Munch approached her desk, "I've got something for you, that kid in the tub, was fifteen year old Lisa Talgette, from Italy, she's been missing since May last year."
Olivia took the sheet from Munch and read it. "So what was she doing here?" came the distant voice of Elliot.
Munch shrugged, "Parents say she'd never run away, was a straight A student, choir girl. She wanted to be pop star." with that he left back out the squad room doors.
Elliot walked over to Olivia with a coffee for her, he placed it down looking over the files. "Where do we start?"
"CSU has combed the whole crime scene, hopefully they'll have something for us." Olivia paused "El, whose going to tell her family?"
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Olivia and Elliot entered the Crime Scene badging their way through the crowd of police and now ever growing population of on lookers and building residents. Walking up the flight of stairs Elliot strayed off to talk to a member of the CSU whilst Olivia went back to the bathroom. She stared blankly at the scene, before vacating towards the main bedroom. She noticed how breezy it was, her eyes shot straight to the fire escape. Applying her latex gloves she leant out of the open window to see the dank alley below.
"No prints on the window, but we have got a lot on the fire escape, we're getting them run through the system as we speak." said the lead CSU investigator.
Elliot had finished talking and made his way back over to Olivia. The walls were grey and lacking colour. The floor boards were thick with dirt and grime. The only hint of colour still left in this room was a pair of old curtains that once held a pattern but now dulled with age.
"What you thinking Liv?"
"I think whoever did this, got in and out using the fire escape, it leads straight in to the alley, no one would have seen him, he drugged her, then put her in the tub and left her there. He had to come back, it took twenty four hours for her to die, who waits that long?"
"He waited because he had to pose her body." Elliot replied as they simultaneously filled in the blanks.
"So this guy has the time to clear any evidence and waits for her to die. He knows no one will look for her here, he knows he has all the time he needs." she paused frustrated with the situation. "We've got nothing."
Elliot looked at Olivia "Let's wait for the prints to come back, you never know, he might've got sloppy."
A cynical Olivia looked at him with one brow raised. "I just don't get why a kid would come here, or how she got herself in this position."
"Something happened, she didn't come here for a vacation, that's for sure." Elliot said.
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Casey Novak sat at Olivia's desk reading through the case files waiting for the partners to arrive. She spun around as she heard their voices, standing up she greeted them.
"What're you doing back here?" asked Elliot, a small smile resting on his lips.
"Well, I heard you've got a case and thought I'd come down, I'm prosecuting." Casey smiled half heartedly given the situation.
"It's a shame we can't get you in here on a nicer note." exclaimed Olivia who was happy to see her long term friend.
Casey nodded in agreement "I see you haven't got a lot on this perp."
Olivia looked at her "We've got nothing, he had a twenty four hour window to get rid of any evidence, I."
She was interrupted as Fin walked briskly through the squad room doors, "CSU have got three matches in the database for your prints. Daniel Marks, thirty one, owned and lived in the apartment until two weeks ago, but now rents it out. The vic's prints and this is the home run, Wesley Jacobs, NYC's top dog Pimp."
Olivia and Elliot shared a glance of hope for the first time in the investigation.
"Me and Munch will pick up Marks, you gonna' grab Jacobs?" Fin said feeling the adrenaline run through him.
"Let's pick him up." Olivia said whilst picking up her jacket and throwing it on. Elliot promptly followed.
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Olivia and Elliot pulled up outside a block of apartments that were owned by Wesley Jacobs, each as dingy as the last. Wesley was leaving the building, Olivia and Elliot got out of the crown and waited for him to get close enough. They pounced on him, arresting him for the murder and abduction of Lisa Talgette. Although both Olivia and Elliot knew it wouldn't stick without a confession.
When they arrived back at the station, Wesley was put in an interview room, waiting to be questioned. He sat with a smug smile fixed on his lips. Olivia walked in first followed by Elliot.
"You ain't got nothing on me." smirked Wesley.
"How well do you know Lisa Talgette?" asked Elliot.
Wesley shrugged "Don't know who you're talking 'bout."
"Well your fingerprints say you do, we found them at the crime scene where Lisa's body was found, how do you explain that?" Olivia asked.
Wesley shrugged again "Someone put 'em there, you ain't gonna pin nothin' on me."
"You expect us to believe someone is framing you?" Elliot frowned and spun a chair around to sit on it, he leant his arms on the back of the chair.
"You ain't got nothin' on me, so you gotta let me go, you know it and I know it."
Olivia and Elliot shared a glance from across the room, clarifying that Wesley was indeed right, they had nothing. There was a knock on the door, Fin opened it, "I need a minute."
Neither Olivia or Elliot hesitated or asked if it could wait, Wesley wasn't talking. Fin looked at both of them, "Daniel Marks has rented out the apartment for the past two weeks, he's been on a business trip to London, he rented it out to a guy matching Jacobs' description, says he paid in cash, no ID was taken, no deposit. Just handed over the keys."
"Thanks Fin." Olivia said, then turning her attention back to Elliot, they both walked back in to the interrogation room. "We've got a witness that places you in the building and the exact apartment Lisa Talgette was murdered in, we've got your finger prints at the scene, you're going away for this, you feel like talking now?" Olivia said both hands on the table as she bent over slightly looking directly in to Wesley's eyes.
"I've been there," he paused "A colleague lived there for a couple weeks."
"You always use the fire escape to get in?" asked Elliot skeptically.
"It's just how I roll, detective."