Daddy
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Rating: T
Author's Note: This fic came to me in a dream…it played out as an SVU episode, so at the insistence of a friend, I decided to write it out.
Squad Room
Manhattan Special Victims Unit
September 17
Olivia stood over the coffee station debating whether she wanted tea or coffee when she heard a voice behind her.
"Detective Benson?" She turned to see Lauren Sinclair. "My dad didn't come home last night. Do you have any idea where he is?"
"Lauren, we arrested all four men who raped you, including your father. None of them can hurt you again." Olivia replied.
"You WHAT? You put my father in jail? You BITCH!" Lauren held up her right hand and slapped Olivia across the face. Hard. Munch jumped up from his chair and grabbed Lauren to hold her back. Lauren fought back and broke down into tears. Olivia waved her hand at Munch to signal him to let her go, and she threw her arms around Olivia.
"I'm sorry. I am…it's just that I want to see my father."
"I can't let you do that, Lauren. We found his DNA in your rape kit. We know that he raped you." Lauren cried harder.
"You…you don't understand. My dad didn't rape me. I wanted to sleep with him." Olivia was stunned.
"Why don't we go upstairs and talk about this?" Olivia took Lauren to the couch in the loft area above the main workspace. "Ok, Lauren, tell me about this relationship. When did it start?"
"When I was twelve. He kept telling me how pretty I was, and how much he loved me. And one day, he just kissed me, romantically."
"What did you do?"
"I kissed him back. I liked it. We ended up having sex for the first time in my bed that night. But, I wanted to do it. I've always wanted to do it. I love him, Detective, and he's never hurt me."
"Lauren, what you are describing is rape."
"No, it wasn't. I told you I wanted to do it."
"Honey, you were too young to be able to give consent, which makes it rape. What he did to you was wrong."
"But, he loved me."
"He allowed his friends to rape you, and he raped you, too. That's not love, Lauren. That's control."
"He wanted me to have sex with them. He said it would make him very happy, so I did it. I didn't want to, but they wouldn't let me leave." Lauren started to cry again.
"Ok, sweetheart, it's going to be ok." Elliot came up the stairs.
"Liv? Audrey Sinclair is here, looking for her daughter."
"Send her up." Elliot disappeared and a minute later Audrey came to join them. She spotted her daughter cradled in Olivia's arms. She sat on the other side of Lauren and reached out to brush a strand of hair from her eyes.
"Lauren, honey? What's wrong?" Lauren immediately let go of Olivia and crawled into her mother's arms.
"Oh, Mom…"
"What, honey, what is it? Please, tell me." Lauren only cried harder.
"Mrs. Sinclair, your daughter just confessed that her father has been raping her since she was twelve." Olivia said, as gently as she could.
"WHAT? That bastard! Lauren, listen to me, listen. I will make sure that he never, ever touches you again. Oh, honey…why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't know how. And I didn't know it was rape until I talked to Detective Benson." Lauren said through her tears.
"Detective, is there any way we can get a restraining order? I want that man as far away from my daughter as possible."
"We'll get started on it right away. Come on, I'll drive you two home." Olivia said.
XxXxX
New York Courthouse
Arraignment Hearing
September 17
"Docket Pending 3452, People of New York vs. Henry Jamison, Victor Thompson, James Thorngrove, and Robert Sinclair. One count each, rape in the first degree; one count each, assault." read the court officer.
"How do you plead?" Judge Petrovsky asked.
"Not guilty, your honor." answered each one.
"I'll hear the People on bail."
"Remand, your honor." ADA Cabot responded.
"R.O.R. would be more appropriate. Each of my clients are upstanding citizens with significant ties to the community." countered Patrice LaRue.
"These men gang raped a 15-year-old girl and beat her until she was unconscious. Each of them has access to a substantial amount of money and should be considered a flight risk. Robert Sinclair also happens to be the victim's father."
"Bail is set at 1,000,000 for each defendant." Petrovsky ruled.
"Then the People request an order of protection." Cabot said.
"Granted. None of the defendants are to come within 500 feet of Lauren Sinclair, her apartment, or her school. That includes you, Mr. Sinclair." The gavel banged.
XxXxX
Squad Room
Manhattan Special Victims Unit
September 18
Olivia's phone rang, and she picked it up.
"Benson…right…we'll be right there." She hung up and looked at Elliot.
"We have to go. Robert Sinclair was just murdered."
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