I own no one but my own people

A/N So you may have heard on the news there was an attack on Bagram the other day. I'm fine, everyone in my unit is fine, and no American Soldiers were killed. 6 American Soldiers were injured, 3 Afghan Soldiers were killed, and 6 Afghan Civilians were killed in a separate attack, 3 of them being under the age of 16, so this chapter goes out to the 6 Americans in hopes that they get back on their feet and get to see their families back home soon and the 9 Afghans who lost their lives.

"Ian!" David cried happily as he clapped his cousin on the back, embracing him as if he were his brother instead of cousin. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Ian shrugged as he pulled away from David, beaming at his younger cousin. "I think the better question is what are you doing here? Doesn't Olivia Benson live here?"

David nodded. "Yeah."

"So again, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Me and Olivia are dating," David told him as he moved out of the way to let Ian into the apartment, shutting the door behind him. "Going on four months now."

As hard as he struggled, a smirk played on Ian's handsome features. "Congratulations, man. Do you love her or is this sort of a casual type thing?"

"I'm serious about her."

Ian shook his head as he chuckled, clapping David on the shoulder. "That's… that's great man."

David looked at him curiously. "You okay?"

"Yeah, man," Ian said struggling, and failing, to hide his grin. "Everything's perfect." David still seemed unconvinced as Ian cleared his throat. "So anyway, is Olivia here? I need to speak to her about something."

David's face fell as he shook his head. "No she's out. She… she's not here right now."

Ian narrowed his eyes as he crossed his arms across her chest. "She okay?"

David sighed as he raked a hand through his thick hair. "No. She's… I-... I mean I probably shouldn't say anything."

"David," Ian began firmly but not unkind, "I'm a cop. If one of my own is in trouble then I need to know. You can trust me."

"No I know. I just… It's not my place."

Ian nodded. "I understand."

David gave Ian a strong clap on the shoulder. "Thanks. So what are you doing here anyway?" David asked again as he made his way over to the fridge to see if there was anything in there to make a half way decent breakfast.

"Someone found a car abandoned on the side of the road, ran the plates, belonged to an Olivia Benson at this address just figured I'd stop by and check up on her and tell her we have her car."

"A phone call would have worked. You didn't need to stop by."

"Car reeked of booze so I just wanted to make sure she got home safely."

David nodded. "Yeah she got an award from the Mayor so we had a few drinks but she seemed pretty level headed when she left."

Ian nodded, gauging David's expression carefully. "Wow. Tonight must have been a hell of a good night for her then."

"It was," muttered David as he grabbed a carton of eggs and set them down a tad bit too harshly.

Ian sighed as he went up to David and turned him around to face him. "David, you're my best friend. You always have been. What's going on with you?"

David sighed as he sat down at the table with Ian following, looking, what David believed, was legitimately concerned. There was a long silence between them before David finally spoke. "You have to promise me that you'll never repeat a word of this. To anyone. Her Captain is already taking care of it."

"I promise, man. What's going on?"

"Olivia was attacked last night."

"Jesus," Ian breathed feigning shock. "Is she okay? I mean did they just beat her up or…?"

David shook his head. "They hurt her. Bad."

"Bad as in…?"

"Bad as in… as in they raped her."

Ian's eyes widened with true to God shock. He thought for sure she would have been smart enough to keep silent. That's why he had come over to her house for. Along with getting another screw out of it, he was going to reassure her that his threat wasn't idle.

But now it seems she had taken his words lightly, not thinking that he wouldn't follow through on what he had promised. That if she told a soul of what happened that he would kill her. He had made good on his threats before but Olivia was a whole other ballgame with new rules.

She wasn't some junkie whore he could say overdosed. She was cop in very good standing, not unlike himself, and to top it off she was dating his cousin. No, he had to think of something special for her. She would have to be handled delicately…

Ian held back the smirk as his face twisted in horror. "Oh my God," he breathed. "Is she okay?"

"I don't know," David admitted. "Physically there wasn't a mark on her but it hurt her to walk. Emotionally and mentally? They really screwed her up." David's eyes narrowed in disgust. "I swear to God when I find the sons of bitches who hurt her I'll kill them."

"So did she give any kind of clue or evidence or said anything about who did it?" asked Ian, once again watching David's every move perfectly.

"Not one. I mean she went with her Captain to the hospital so maybe she told him but she didn't tell me anything about them."

Ian let out a quiet side of relief as he nodded. "Wow. I'm sorry, man. It sounds like you really care about her."

"More than anything."

Ian gave him a soft smile before he nodded. "Hey look, if there's anything I can do-."

"No, I think she'll be okay. Just keep it between us okay? She's really embarrassed about what happened."

"Without a doubt," said Ian with a straight face.

David offered him a short lived smile before he turned back to the fridge. "You want something to eat? I'm not much of a cook but I think I can handle scrambled eggs."

"You forget I've had your cooking," Ian said with a laugh. "Scrambled eggs aren't supposed to be crunchy."

"It was one time and I was eight."

"Better safe than sorry."

"Whatever."

The two cousins grinned at one another before Ian straightened out his cap. "I'm actually just about to meet some of the guys over at Jays Diner for breakfast. Smoking hot waitress gives us free muffins every morning."

"Good to know," David said with a laugh. "Want me to walk you out?"

"Nah, I'm fine. Thanks though." Once more the two embraced clapping one another on the back. "Don't be a stranger," said Ian as they pulled away. "I'll stop by later on before my shift so we can catch up."

"I don't think Olivia is gonna be very guest friendly for a while," David admitted. "And I'm gonna stay with her until she orders me away so maybe in like two weeks we can go out and get a beer or something?"

"That'd be fine. Plus I'm just dying to meet this chick. I think she'd really like me."

"I'm sure she will," agreed David with a smile as they walked to the front door. David opened the door for him but before he left Ian reached into his pocket and pulled out two cards. "Give one to Olivia and the other is for you so you don't have an excuse not to call me," he instructed as he handed David the two contact cards.

"Fine but why do you want me to give one to Olivia?"

"Usually I'd impound the car but after the night she had, I'm willing to just park it in my garage and drive it over to her when she gets back from the hospital."

"That's really nice of you," David said with another smile. "I really appreciate that."

Ian shrugged. "Just looking out for a fellow cop. See ya, David."

With a tip of his hat, Ian walked out the apartment, a sly conniving smirk playing on his lips as he walked away.

He was gonna have a lot of fun with her before she died…

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