Sorry it's been a while since I've updated. I'm not a fan of forcing the writing process, at least when I'm not required to do so. I'll try and keep a more regular writing schedule from now on!

McCoy's Residence

10 pm

Fin and Munch pulled up to the house.

"Nice place," Fin said, as he stepped out of the car.

Munch looked at him. "I've seen better," he replied dryly.

A CSU technician walked out of the house, carrying two bags.

"Is that it?" Munch asked as they approached him.

"Just about, I'm afraid," the man replied. "The woman had pretty much cleaned the entire place by the time we got here. We've gone through and collected what little hadn't been destroyed."

"Great," Fin said sarcastically. "Know where we can find her?"

He nodded. "Yeah, she's in the first room on the right when you walk in. One of those sitting rooms or whatever."

The detectives walked in the house and into the sitting room. Seated in a chair was a thin woman, quietly crying.

"Oh, you must be the detectives," said Lisa, wiping away her tears and standing up. "I'm Lisa McCoy, how can I help you?"

"Tell us what happened," Munch said, motioning for her to sit down again.

"I don't know what happened, I don't know!" rushed out of the woman's mouth as she sat down. "I came home and the front door was partially open. I called out for Skylar and I heard a small noise from her room. I ran up the stairs and found her lying on her bed with a blank expression on her face, completely naked. I called 911 and had my husband meet her at the hospital."

"Why did you stay here and start cleaning?" Munch asked.

"I…" Lisa started, wringing her hands, "I needed to do something. I dislike hospitals and her room was such a mess… I thought I was helping her. If she got home and saw her room was still trashed, it would only make her more upset."

"Did you clean everything?" Munch continued as Fin sighed.

"I cleaned her room… washed her sheets and the clothes she was wearing."

"Did you give those to any of the people here?" She nodded. "Did you clean off the staircase railing, doorknobs…?" She shook her head.

Munch paused for a second. "Ma'am, do you know anybody who would want to hurt Skylar? Maybe a jealous ex?"

Lisa shook her head. "She gets along with everyone. I can't see why anybody she knows would do this to her."

The detectives stood up again. "Thanks for your help," Munch said before they left.

As they walked back to the car, " 'Thanks for your help?' " Fin said. "What help? She likely destroyed all of the evidence."

"Maybe not. They would have dusted for fingerprints everywhere, and she said she didn't clean the doorknobs and railing, we might get lucky," Munch disagreed.

Mercy Hospital
3 am

"Ok Skylar, we're all done here," said the trauma nurse.

Skylar did not respond. Her eyes were screwed shut, and her hand had a death grip on Olivia's.

It had been a long rape kit. Skylar stopped it several times, but always decided to go through with it.

"You did great Skylar," Olivia said quietly, using her other hand to pat Skylar's.

She stayed silent as the trauma nurse left with the kit, finally letting of Olivia's hand.

"So… what happens next?" Skylar asked.

"Well, if you want, you can tell us what happened, or Detective Stabler and I can come back in the morning," Olivia replied, aware that Skylar would want to wait a few hours before reliving everything.

"I think… I think I'd rather wait," she said, looking down at the flimsy gown she wore.

"Okay sweetie, its fine."

The trauma nurse came back in with a small cup and a bottle of water. "These are emergency contraception pills and antibiotics. The emergency contraception will prevent pregnancy, and the antibiotics will treat any STIs."

Skylar took the cup and looked down at the pills. "Do I have to take them?"

"Nope, it is your choice," the trauma nurse said, looking down at the girl.

"You might regret not taking them in a few months though," Olivia added.

Skylar took the water and quickly downed them.

"A nurse will come take you back to your room in a couple of minutes, I'll wait with you until she's here," said the nurse.

"I've got to go now, I'll be back in the morning," Olivia said, and then walked out of the room.

Elliot was waiting for her down the hall.

"How is she?" he asked.

"Shocked. I don't think she's processed it all yet," Olivia replied.

"And…?" he prompted, knowing she was holding something back.

"I don't think this is the first time something like this has happened, though I could be wrong," she let out.

Elliot looked at her. "You're usually not wrong, you know."

"I wouldn't mind being wrong this time, El."