DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN L&O SVU OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS OR PLOTLINES, JUST MY OWN.
Ok so I forgot about Brian Cassidy but I kinda want him in this so I'm going to scribble him in but keep Fin in too, somehow it will work. I hope.
Anyhow, I kinda said Olivia was raped 6 weeks or so after Harper's rape, well it was 6 months before they found Cleary so that changes things because she knew it was Clearly.
A/N: There is NO romance in this story just E/O friendship
Olivia made it to the bottom of the stairs before she stopped. Don had already left the bullpen to go and help her mother which she was more than grateful for but she knew she had to speak with Huang. The problem was she felt like there was something else she needed to do before talking to the shrink, she couldn't make her way up the stairs.
A hand on her lower back made her swing her fist around and it collided with the cheek of the person she'd touched.
"Brian!" She gasped her hands flying to cover her mouth.
"I'm good." He said getting to his feet.
He wasn't as fine as he said he was. His lip had already swollen and had a nice thick bleeding cut.
"I'm… I'm…" She stuttered but she couldn't even begin to put together a coherent sentence so she shook her head before running off for the exit of the squad room.
Elliot who had been getting ready to having to take Olivia's statement saw Brian sat at his desk with an ice pack to his lip. He didn't feel sorry for the guy as he'd been a bit of an ass with Olivia since she slept with him and told him she didn't want to pursue anything further.
"What happened to your lip Cassidy?" Elliot asked as she slipped into his desk chair.
"I scared Benson..." Cassidy sighed.
"What?" Elliot yelled.
"Not on purpose!" Cassidy yelled back and Elliot relaxed just enough to show he wasn't about to hit Cassidy.
"Well?" he said wanting an explanation.
"She came out of Cragen's office, watched him leave and then walked to the stairs like she was going to go up them and then she froze so I went up to her and I put my hand on her back and she freaked and punched me… I didn't mean to upset her."
"You never touch a rape victim from behind." Elliot reminded him.
"I know! I just find it hard to see Benson as a victim and I forgot, like it slipped my mind I just saw her frozen and wondered what was wrong." Cassidy explained further with an exasperated sigh.
"Just… be weary yeah, we don't know how to manage when the vics one of our own, it's completely different." Elliot said calmly. "Where did she go?"
"I don't know, she just ran off." Cassidy sighed.
"You let her go? Cassidy her rapist is still out there and he knows who she is!" Elliot yelled grabbing his phone to call her.
"I never meant… I mean I didn't… why don't we pick up Cleary?" Cassidy asked, he was very troubled by this case.
"We can't without Olivia's statement." He said after slamming down his phone. "Now I'm going to find her."
"Please Harper, I know you don't want to talk to me as a cop but it's not why I'm here!" Olivia yelled through the door, she couldn't forget how Harper had freaked last time she'd been there and as soon as Harper had opened the door and seen Olivia she's slammed it shut.
"Go away!" She heard coming from behind the door and Olivia sighed heavily.
"Please! Harper! He raped me too!" Olivia yelled with tears stinging her eyes.
The door opened and a very sorry looking Harper looked Olivia up and down and took in the bruised and cut cheeks, the tear filled eyes and the completely shattered Detective.
"Come in." Harper said opening the door wider for Olivia to enter.
Olivia followed Harper through to the kitchen where the large picture of Kenneth Cleary's mug shot adjourned the wall.
She swallowed hard and her eyes looked straight into the eyes of the man that took something so precious from her.
"Why don't you go sit in the living room Detective?" Harper asked guessing that the last thing Olivia needed to see was a large picture of Cleary, she'd had time to get over her rape, Olivia's must have happened recently for the bruises to be so fresh.
"No it's fine." Olivia said finally taking her eyes from the picture to look at Harper who was pouring two glasses of wine. "And please, off the clock it's Olivia." She added.
"Here Olivia, I guess you need this." Harper said handing over the wine.
Olivia knew she was officially on the clock having refused to take time off and that she shouldn't be drinking on the job, especially considering her Mom but she didn't care, a glass of wine was exactly what she needed and she took the glass with a grateful smile.
"Thanks." She said weakly.
"When did it happen?" Harper asked.
"Last night." Olivia said after taking a long sip of her wine. "I haven't even given my statement yet, but he'll go down for this Harper, I know it was him for definite."
"But did you see his face?" Harper asked having looked so much into rape cases she was practically an expert.
"No I heard his voice, and I recognised him, I'll have to do a formal voice ID once I've given my statement and the people I work with pick him up." Olivia said. "I just needed to talk to…" Olivia was interrupted by the shrill ring of her phone. "Sorry."
Harper sipped her wine while Olivia retrieved her phone from her pocket, looked at the caller ID and then rejected the call.
"Your partner? Stabler right?" Harper asked.
"Yeah." Olivia nodded. "Last person I want to talk to right now." She said with a slight chuckle.
"You can ask me anything Olivia, I'll be honest with you." Harper said softly and Olivia nodded and finished the rest of her glass of wine.
Knowing what Olivia was going through Harper filled it up again with a reassuring smile and Olivia took another small sip before she looked at Harper.
"How did you do it?" She asked in a near whisper.
"Do what?" Harper replied, she wished she didn't have to ask because she knew it was tearing Olivia up to be in such a vulnerable position, just as it had her nearly seven months before.
"Tell us what happened in so much detail?" Olivia asked.
"Pretend I was talking about someone else, or a dream or something."
"Dissociate." Olivia said nodding a little. "I did that when he was… when he was raping me, pretended it was happening to someone else, it was like I was just watching it happen in some way." Olivia sighed heavily.
"I did too." Harper told her reassuringly. "Olivia, you're a sex crimes cop, you know what happens, you just need to remind yourself that you're strong enough to face it."
"Yeah." Olivia replied just as her phone rang again and she knew he wouldn't go away unless she answered it. "Benson." She snapped into the phone. "Harper Anderson's… fine… see you in ten."
"Ok?" Harper asked.
"Yeah my partners coming to pick me up." Olivia said. "I have to go give my statement so that they can pick up Cleary."
"Ok… will you call me?" Harper asked.
Olivia looked at the woman who had obviously come leaps and bounds since her assault and still saw some vulnerability there.
"I will." Olivia replied.
"Thank you." Harper nodded, she was very grateful that Olivia trusted her enough to come and talk to her about her own assault, she knew that Olivia had a lot more questions, and a long way to go but she hoped that she could help the Detective do it.
