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Unacceptable

The critical 12 hour line was now a dot in the distance. 48 hours later and Elliot was still waiting for Olivia to wake up. The others had been in, but unlike Elliot they had gone home, showered, slept, ate. They had also brought flowers and get-well cards and stuffed bears in to decorate Olivia's lonely room.

Munch had grabbed a blanket off one of the beds in the cribs. It was his way of helping her feel more at home. Like the rest of them, she slept most nights of the week in the cribs. He knew he'd find the blanket comforting.

Elliot knew he looked rough. His face was unshaven and unwashed. He had splashed water over it once or twice on various trips to the bathroom but that was about it. He had drunk more cups of coffee than his body could take and his hands were shaking. He felt like he could stay awake for days.

He looked up as he heard a knock on the door. To his surprise Kathy stood there, in her work uniform. "Hey," she practically mouthed to him.

He just looked at her before turning back to Olivia. "How's she doing?" she asked as she walked in.

"She won't wake up." he said, his voice weak and tired.

"She will." Kathy said encouragingly, looking over at the woman who had long ago taken her husbands heart. "The kids were asking about her. They tried calling your place a bunch of times. I told them you were probably sleeping here."

"I wanna be here when she wakes up."

"You should be." Kathy said with a nod. She looked at Elliot for a while. She'd always hated seeing him look heartbroken. She walked over to him and kissed him on the head. It didn't mean anything, it was just for support. She placed a carrier bag in his lap. "She'll kick your ass when she finds out you've not ate anything." Kathy said with a smile before she walked out.

Elliot smiled at her and watched her leave before he took a look in the bag. On the top were a pack of sandwiches and a bottle of fruit juice. Underneath was a shirt that he recognized as his own. He guessed he must have left it at the house when he left. There was also a razor and his brand of shaving foam, a bar of soap and a face cloth.

He could take a hint. He guessed he really should tidy himself up for when Olivia woke up. He would probably scare the shit out of her looking like this.

- - - - - -

When he got back from the bathroom, shaven, washed and shirt changed, he found Casey standing in Olivia's room. She was fixing some flowers into a vase and chatting away to Olivia like she was awake. "I like the little one with the curly hair, I don't know his name I just know that if I lived next door to the Jonas brothers then I would certainly want to get invited to their Christmas parties. I wonder if they like the older woman? I think I still got it." she said before turning around and smiling at her friend.

Her jaw dropped when she saw Elliot standing there. "How long have you been standing there?" she asked sheepishly.

"You like the little one with curly hair." Elliot said.

"Okay, so what? Just don't tell anyone." she said as she grabbed her purse and walked over to the door. "See you later Liv" she said looking back before she left.

Elliot knew enough about the Jonas brothers to know that all three of his daughters thought they were "hot" and that he wasn't allowed to say anything bad at all about them or make any jokes about their songs.

He dropped his bag onto the floor in the corner of the room, then went and sat back down in the chair.

He began rolling his head from side to side, trying to get rid of the knots in his neck that sleeping in the chair had left him with. Realizing it wasn't going to work he leant forward and took hold of Olivia's hand, resting his elbows on the bed as he held it, gently rubbing it, trying to warm it up.

He almost let go of it as he felt her squeeze his. He looked down at her hand waiting for it to happen again, it did. He looked up at her face. Her eyes were open. "Liv, Liv, honey it's me, its Elliot." he said before he gently let go of her hand and jumped up and ran over to the door. "Somebody help!" he yelled.

Two nurses heard him and quickly ran over to him, by the time they got into the room he was already back by Olivia, holding her hand once again. However her eyes were closed again now.

"She squeezed my hand, and her eyes were open." he told the nurses, one of which he remembered, the African American woman.

She heard him but didn't reply to him. She took Olivia's other hand. The other nurse used her torch to check Olivia's eyes. Olivia moved her head away, trying to escape from the harsh light.

"Olivia sweetheart can you talk to me?" the nurse said. "What's your last name sweetie?"

"Benson…" Olivia mumbled.

"Good girl. Honey, were gonna sit you up now." she said as she and the other nurse fixed the pillows behind her and gently propped her up. Olivia pulled her hand out of Elliot's and rubbed her eye, wincing at the pain it caused. The swelling had gone down but they were black and very sore still. Slowly, she forced her eyes open, the light hurt them but she needed to know what was going on around her.

Elliot looked at her, smiling, finally she was awake.

- - - - - -

The nurses had done all the checks necessary and had left. Elliot had asked them to call the others and let them know that Olivia was awake. He sat in the chair wanting to say something but not sure what to say.

"How long have I been out?" Olivia asked him after a long awkward silence. Her throat was still sore and her voice still raspy.

"Couple of days." he told her.

She just scoffed, "Great."

"How are you feeling?" he asked her.

"Like I got hit by a bus." she said as she tried to push herself up in the bed.

Elliot quickly stood up to help her, gently taking hold of her arm, but she quickly shrugged him off and did it herself.

Elliot backed away. He recognized the response. He slowly sat back down in the chair and looked at her. He noticed the bruising on her neck, two perfect hand prints and then he noticed the rings of bruising around her wrists.

"Do you remember what happened?" he asked her hesitantly.

She nodded her head a little, "Hugh came to my building. He drugged me."

Elliot nodded but it wasn't what he meant. "I mean do you remember what happened in the basement?" he asked her sensitively.

The way she silently stared at nothing in the corner of the room told him that she did. "He beat the shit out of me." she confessed.

"Liv, the nurses did a rape exam when you got here. They found semen inside of you."

Olivia shook her head and licked her dry trembling lips, "Then they did it wrong, Elliot. I wasn't raped." she argued defensively, pulling the blanket she recognized from the cribs tightly around her.

"Liv, they didn't do it wrong." Elliot said firmly.

"Elliot, I wasn't raped." she almost yelled at him as tears began to sting her eyes.

"Olivia," he began.

"I would remember if I was raped…I wasn't raped." she said, sounding more like she was trying to convince herself than convince him. She stared at him, hating the way he was looking back at her, like he knew she was wrong. "I wasn't raped." she said again.

Elliot just looked at her. He hated arguing with her about it. He had to wonder if she really didn't remember or if she didn't know for whatever reason.

- - - - - - -

It hadn't taken long for the rest of the guys to show up. Casey had come back and Huang and Melinda had shown up to offer their support too.

"Either, she can't remember or she doesn't want to remember." Elliot told them as they lingered in the corridors.

"Elliot, you know how traumatic it is for rape victims. Denial makes it easier for them to cope. Olivia's been though a hell that we can't even begin to imagine yet." Huang said, "Her head is probably so confused and stressed out right now that she really may not remember the rape."

"You said that she told you Hugh had drugged her, the rape could have occurred whilst she was unconscious." Casey suggested.

"I'm going to try and talk to her when she gets out. See if she'll open up about what really happened. I think counseling is her best bet right now." Huang said determinedly.

"The hospital sent over a copy of the DNA results the collected from the semen collected during her rape exam. They match the DNA we got from the semen sample from Olivia's bed. I think this guy probably stalked her before he took her."

"Maybe he raped her before he abducted her."

"Maybes and possibilities aren't going to help us determine what went on. We need answers from Olivia." Cragen said.

"Excuse me, hey excuse me!" a nurse shouted to them all as she ran up to them. "You're all here with the lady cop, she's trying to leave. We can't convince her to stay. We've tried everything."

They all ran past the nurse and to where Olivia's room was. Elliot and Fin reached there first.

"Olivia, what are you doing?" Elliot asked as he watched her get to her feet and shuffle her way across the room with the blanket from the cribs wrapped around her.

"I'm not staying here." she told them as they all now gathered in the doorway.

"Liv, you've not long woke up. You've had surgery. You need to stay…" Cragen began.

"Don't tell me what I need!" she yelled. "None of you… Just leave alone. I'm not staying here and that's final."

"Olivia you have to be here so the Doctors and nurses can keep an eye on you." Elliot said, trying not to make it sound like an order.

"I don't want to be here. I just want to go home." she said, sounding weak and pathetic.

"Okay, look, everyone out." Melinda said, pushing all the guys out but pulling Casey into the room. "She doesn't need this stress right now." Melinda said as she closed the door over.

The guys all just backed out leaving the three ladies alone.

- - - - - -

A little while later Casey walked out. She found the guys all sitting waiting. "How is she?" Cragen asked.

"She's sleeping. A nurse just came in and gave her a sedative so she should sleep for a while. It keeps her in here at least."

"Did she tell you anything?" Huang asked.

Casey just shook her head, "Nothing. She kept asking about Drew and Bella but she wouldn't talk about what happened in the basement."

"She's hoping not talking about it will make it go away." Huang said.

"I guess it comes down to the old tell the lie enough and make it become true thing then?" Munch thought out loud.

"I really think for whatever reason she doesn't remember it." Huang informed them.

"When can we question Hugh?" Elliot asked.

"Officers are taking him back to the precinct as we speak." Cragen told him.

"Munch, you and Melinda stay here with Liv?" Elliot said before he began walking off.

"Where are you going?" Munch shouted to him.

"To get this bastard!" Elliot yelled back to him.

TBC

Next chapter Elliot gets to interrogate Hugh. Get ready for some Hugh having his ass kicked.

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