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(A few minutes later)
"Sorry I'm late, Fin," Olivia walked over to where Fin was standing by the nurse's station and looked around, "What did I miss?"
"Rape vic. 19. Name is Catherine Rose Hemmingsworth. Caucasian. Black hair. Green eyes. 5'4. About 120 lbs. The girl is small, she could barely fight off her attacker. Didn't stand a chance," Fin looked up from the chart he was reading from and looked at Olivia, "Damn, Liv. Did you sleep at all? You look like shi-"
She gave him a look and he stopped talking. She shook her head and looked around.
"So where is Catherine?"
"Hemmingsworth? Just got out of surgery. You can see her. Room 304," a nurse informed them. Olivia mouthed a thank you and walked towards the room with Fin following close behind.
"Catherine?" Olivia looked at the girl on the bed, "My name is Sergeant Benson and this is Detective Tutuola. Would you like to tell us what happened to you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," She looked away, "Nothing happened. And my name is Charlie. "
"I wouldn't call a black eye, broken jaw, and bruised ribs nothing," Fin replied gently.
"We are here to help you, sweetie," Olivia bent down in front of the bed, "But we can only help you if you tell us what happened."
Charlie looked at Olivia and frowned, "You don't understand. I don't know what happened to me. I don't remember."
Fin looked at Olivia before turning back to the frightened girl, "Have you been looked at yet?"
"I mean, a nurse came in and tested me…why?" Charlie's bottom lip quivered, "She said that I had been….been…."
"It's okay sweetie. You don't have to talk about it right now," Olivia patted her leg reassuringly.
"That's the thing! I don't know what I'm supposed to be talking about!" she cried, tears streaming down her face, "The nurse said there was evidence I was raped but I don't know how or when or why or who!" she let out a sob.
"It's okay, Charlie," Olivia said quietly and patted her hand, "You need to rest up. We will be outside the door if you need us."
Charlie nodded her head and Olivia and Fin walked out. Olivia looked at Fin and frowned.
"I don't like where this is heading. How can someone not remember the worse night that ever happened to them?"'
"I don't know, Liv," Fin frowned, "I mean. I know that people push things out of their memories because they would rather forget than relive that night. But this was called in not even five hours ago. She should remember something."
"Are you the detectives on this case?" a young nurse walked over to them and nodded towards Charlie's door. Olivia nodded.
"When we examined Catherine, we noticed there was vaginal tearing and bruising around her throat. When we examined her further, we found a gash about two centimeters deep on her head."
"Is that what could be causing her amnesia?" Fin frowned.
"Yes, it is quite possible. What Ms. Hemmingsworth endured was…horrible. She can go home after four days here. During that time the doctors and nurses will keep a constant check on her."
"Thank you. We will need the rape kit results as soon as possible," Olivia looked at Fin.
"Oh, someone already picked that up from your precinct," the nurse looked down at the chart.
"What? Who?" Olivia looked at her confused.
"Detective Rollins," the nurse read off the chart and looked at Olivia, "Came by about an hour ago."
"That's weird. Usually Rollins knows the officer on scene takes the evidence. Maybe she wanted to do you a favor," Fin looked at Olivia. Olivia stopped and stared at Fin.
"It's not Detective Rollins who picked it up," when Fin gave her a confused look, Olivia turned back to the nurse, "What did Detective Rollins look like?"
"Uh… about 5'9. Pretty strong. Blue eyes. Brown hair. Smelled like aftershave."
"Who the hell is that?" Fin frowned.
"It's not Detective Rollins because she's on vacation for another two days in Florida. That may be our perp." Olivia frowned and looked down at her phone. Brian had called.
"So," Fin frowned, "We are back to square one?"
"Can't catch a perp with no evidence. And with no memory of her attack, there's nothing we have to go on."
Olivia and Fin walked back into Charlie's room. Charlie's eyes were closed and she was snoring softly. Fin motioned for Olivia to walk back out with him. Once in the hall, Fin turned towards Olivia.
"Let's go back to the precinct. We can run this by the rest of the squad and see their thoughts on it." Olivia nodded and they walked out to their separate cars.
