"Hey Captain. Who is he?," Olivia asked curiously.

"John Doe. He's dead. A couple stumbled upon him on their daily stroll through Central Park. Gun shot through the head."
"So we still have no idea who he is? No ID on the body?"

"No. Now we have a murderer out there killing rapists, not that it's a bad thing, but it's against the law. We are going to edit his morgue photo and make it look like he's in a coma at St. Mark's hospital. We're putting the photo on the evening news. I need you and Elliot here to man the phones when the frenzy begins."

"No problem Cap," Elliot stated. Cragen left towards his office. "Hey Liv, I'm gonna go up to the crib and get some shut eye. Can you grab me in 30?"

"Yeah, of course." He headed to the crib.
Olivia sat at her desk and couldn't get the dream she had out of her head.

"Earth to Olivia," Fin teased.
Olivia was jolted out of her daydream. "Wha-What? What'd I miss?"
"Your phone's ringin'," Fin told her, pointing to the phone on her desk.

"Right. Detective Benson, SVU. Whoa, whoa. Slow down ma'am. What? Okay, what's his name? If you come down to the station I can take you to the hospital. See you then. Bye. Got a possible name for our John Doe."
"What's his name?"

"Jason Toliver. 28 years old. Married. I'm gonna go get El from the crib."

She tried prodding him awake easily and calmly, but it wasn't working. She used a more forceful approach.

"El, El. EL!"
He jumped up in shock, "WHAT! What Liv?" He said breathing heavily.
"We have a possible name for our rapist. The wife is on her way here now," Olivia said, confident he wouldn't go back to sleep. She started walking towards the door.
"What time is it?"
"About 5 15. You didn't get a full 30. Sorry."
"Nah it's fine. Guess it's karma for waking you up today."
She laughed. "Maybe."

The wife arrived at the squad room. "Detective Benson? I am Mallory Toliver. I told you my husband is Jason."
"Hi Mrs. Toliver. Please, have a seat," Olivia said pointint to the chair besides her desk.
Mallory started freaking out. "No! We have to get to the hospital. Jason's in a coma he needs me!"

Olivia hesitated, feeling horrible for having to tell her like this. "Mrs. Toliver, I am sorry to inform you, but we have reason to believe your husband was murdered today."
"What is this some kind of sick joke! WHY was he on the news then and everyone saying he's in a coma!" Her thoughts were everywhere.
Olivia's heart was tearing for this woman, but it had to be done. Olivia touched her arm gently, trying to coax her to go. "Mrs. Toliver, we're very sorry for what you've endured. Could you come with me to the morgue to get the possible ID your husband?"

Mallory hesitated, but knew she had to do it. "I-I guess."

Once at the morgue. ME Warner lifted up the sheet to show his face.
She started sobbing and leaned into Olivia. "Oh my god! That's Jason. What happened to him? Who did this to him?"
"We are still investigating. I am very sorry for your loss. Mrs. Toliver, is it okay if I ask you some questions about your husband?"

"I don't know, about what?," Mallory asked hesitantly.

"We have reason to believe he was involved in some crimes," Olivia said quietly.

"Oh, so because he made a few mistakes in his life your gonna blame him for it now?," Mallory said defensively.
Elliot and Olivia were both confused, so Elliot asked, "What do you mean? He doesn't have a record."

"He was a juvenile, he was a troublemaker, but he was charged at 13 with sexual misconduct of a 10 year old girl. They sentenced him to 100 hours of community service. The judge expunged his record after he completed it and didn't get in any other trouble. I've known him since we were 12. He told me about it because we were best friends."

"Did you notice any sudden changes in him?," Elliot asked, hoping to fill in some of the missing pieces of the puzzle.

"Yeah after his mom died. He got really happy and said he was free. I never got to deep into it with him."

Olivia was getting a bit flustered hearing that he was let off the hook so easy for his crime, but it made sense about the mom dying that he changed suddenly. "Okay, anything...sexual ever come up between you two?"

"What do you mean?" Mallory looked at her, confused.

"Did he ever try to...touch you, inappropriately before you two were together as a couple, or even before? Any unwanted advances?"

Mallory burst out crying again. "I can't! I can't betray him now!"

Elliot was always very sensitive to victims, and had to be in this line of work. He touched her arm gently and started speaking softly to her. Olivia watched in admiration. "Mallory, listen to me, anything that he did to you is not your fault, okay?"

She sobbed for another minute then started speaking. "I was only 15. I was still a virgin. I told him I wasn't ready for the next step. But he just sat there and said 'I don't care. This is what I want. I'm ready, so you should be too.' So we did it. I didn't want to, but he was holding onto me tightly and I was afraid of what he would do if I didn't or fought back."

Olivia was starting to get more natural with her questions. "Why did you stay with him for so long, and then get married to him?"

Mallory chuckled at the question, out of irony and of shame. "Because I really did love him, until he got angry. He was a completely different person. I would do anything I could to keep him pleased. I was afraid that if I left he would kill me. He threatened me once. It was after I had gotten home from an overnight trip for work. He thought I was cheating on him. He started hitting me and then...he raped me. After he said if I told he would kill me."

"Mallory, thank you for telling us. You did good," Olivia told her.
"What were the crimes you were talking about? That he was involved in?," Mallory asked.

"He raped 6 other women that we know of. Those that were reported, and you make 7 total down the east coast. We can't give you too many details because we are investigating but we will give you information as soon as we can," Elliot told her.

"My god. So if I had told somebody what he did to me...none of those women would have been hurt?" Mallory started crying again.

Olivia stopped her. "Mallory, listen to me, none of this is your fault. You survived. That's what matters. Here's my card. If you ever need anything give me a call. Day or night. And also, if you want I could get you the names of some good counselors if you're interested."

"I don't know. I can't do all of this again. I just wanna move on with my life," she said full of shame and guilt stinging within her.

"Mallory, victims who don't get help right away often suffer PTSD and hang onto this. You can't get over it, but you can learn to live with it. Okay? Please just promise me you will think about it?"

Elliot was amazed at Olivia's natural ability to calm victims down and connect with them.

"Yeah...I can do that. Thank you Detective Benson."
"Call me Olivia."
"Thanks, Olivia, and Detective Stabler. Can I go now?"
"Yes, we will call you with anything new we have or any other questions."
Mallory left the squadroom.

Elliot and Olivia felt like their job was done.
"Damn it woulda been nice to put that bastard in jail," Elliot said, starting to clench his fists.

"El, you and I both know he woulda only gotten 20 years or so. Yeah, it's justice, but what would have happened when he got out?"

"We catch the son of a bitch again."
"That is always an option, I suppose," Olivia said.

They went to their desks to finish paperwork on the case, with a sense of relief that another rapist was off the streets. But who killed the rapist?

!#$%^&*()

The rapist is dead! If you saw that coming, your psychic lol.
Some of you may remember the episode where they used the news to make it look like the victim was still alive. Idk what the name of it is, but yeah. I figured it was easier then dragging on a trial about 1 crime, and better to lead it into the investigation of another, in case you were wondering. Thanks to anyone whose reading/reviewing! :)