"Olivia..."

"OLIVIA!"

My mind was hazy and my head sore.

I couldn't see anything but a mix of blurry colours.

I groaned as I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry Liv' the ambulance is on its way."

...

Blaring sirens made my head throb.

I felt the movement of people around me and I could hear their whispers.

My mind was hazy and all messed up like a jigsaw puzzle where the pieces were all wrong.

...

My head throbbed with pain as my eyes opened to see nothing but bright light.

After a few blinks they adjusted and I could see a sleeping Cragen in the corner.

A hospital room.

I'd been here so many times before.

But I couldn't for the life of me remember why I was here this time.

I lifted up my arms and examined the yellow and purple bruises on them.

Probably just a fight with a perp.

Maybe I got knocked out.

I was so busy staring at my bruises that I didn't see Cragen wake up.

Within seconds he was at my bedside.

"What happened? I get shot again?" I laughed.

It was then that I saw Cragens worried face and my smile disappeared.

"What happened?"

Cragen reached for my hand and gave it a soft squeeze.

"You...Don't remember?" Cragen whispered as tears came to his eyes.

I stared at him uncomprehending and concerned.

"Olivia...you...you were...raped."

My eyes widened.

How did he find out?

What was the date?

"I'm so sorry I...I was going to tell you when it felt right..." I sobbed.

"Liv'...Liv' honey. So you do remember?"

"Of course I remember! I...It was in the alleyway near my apartment. It happened as I was walking home from work."

Cragen looked at me confused.

"No honey It happened at the precinct. I found you on the locker room floor."

Now I was confused.

It was then that a nurse walked in and asked to speak to Cragen.

When they walked out of the room she didn't close the door all the way.

I listened intently to what they were saying.

"I have some good news. We didn't find any semen or spermicide so either the perp couldn't get it up or she was only sexually assaulted."

"Only!" Cragen said infuriated.

"Keep your voice down! I do have some bad news though. The bruises on her arms are fresh but some of the bruises on her thighs and the ones on her stomach are at least a few weeks old and she's shown signs of vaginal tearing where the scars are still trying to heal themselves."

"What are you saying?" Cragen choked.

"I'm saying this has happened before."