Volleyball Drama

A/N: I only on the non recognizable SVU characters. The recognizable ones aren't mine, they belong to Dick Wolf and NBC…

PREVIOUSLY:

Coach Hill glances at the clock and says, "Hey honey, it's 6:20. I'll stay here for ten more minutes and then I need to start getting dressed, I'll have Robert make breakfast when Bradley gets up, then you can relax and watch some TV, or whatever and we'll need to leave here by eleven it we need to be there by noon."

Becca tries so hard to smile but it doesn't happen, and then she yawns.

"Honey, why don't you lay back down while I get in the shower and I'll come get you when breakfast is ready."

"Okay." the teen yawns as Shelby gets up and helps Becca back under the covers.

Shelby puts her hand on Becca's shoulder and gently rubs it, "Shhh, shhh, shhh, everything's going to be okay." she says to the teen, who is now silently crying.

Becca's eyes slowly close and Shelby takes her hand off her shoulder and turns to leave the room, but looks back to be sure she's truly sleeping and walks out, leaving the door cracked behind her.

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16th PRECINCT
MANHATTAN, NEW YORK
6:30am.

Cragen walks out of his office because he sees the two detectives that he sent home the night before are back at work.

"Good morning guys." the man says.

"Hey Don." Elliot and Olivia reply at the same time.

Cragen realizes the strain in Olivia's voice and becomes concerned, "Liv are you okay?" he asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired." she answers the man, not looking away from her computer.

"Are you sure? You know Becca and Shelby Hill are coming at noon." he tells her.

"I know that. I'm the one that told them to. I'm just worried about what her mother's going to do." she replies, still looking at her computer screen.

Cragen looks at Elliot who just shrugs his shoulders and tells her, "Let me know if you want to talk. I'm in my office."

"Okay." she replies, trying to get him to go away.

John waits until the man walks back into his office before he tells Olivia his good news, "Hey guys, I think I found a possible rapist."

"Who?" Elliot asks.

"His name's Jackson Hightower." John replies as Olivia's eyes widen.

Elliot can see the tears pooling in his partner's eyes and walks over to her desk, "Liv honey, you're not okay. What's wrong?"

"Don't talk to me like that in front of them." she snaps.

"I'm sorry Liv. I'm just worried about you. Talk to me." he replies.

Before she can say anything Casey Novak walks in the squad room. Olivia hears the sound of her heels hitting the tile floor, gets up and walks to the crib.

The red headed attorney looks at Elliot and then turns her head to the woman quickly walking toward the crib.

"What's wrong with Olivia?" she asks.

John is spinning around in his chair, "You can't even say hello?"

"Don't be rude man. Somethin's obviously wrong with Liv. She normally doesn't act like that." Fin interjects.

"Sorry." John replies.

"I heard you guys caught a new case last night and that John found a suspect. So I figured that I needed to see what this was all about." the woman tells them.

John beams in pride as she says this and Fin glares at him to stop.

"Yeah. 16 year old Rebecca Stevens was raped last night after returning to school after winning the high school volleyball state championship. Her coach and boyfriend found her in the parking lot after the guy sped off and called us. They went to the hospital and then the girl's mother showed up. Rebecca expressed a fear of going home to her mother so Olivia and I let her go home with the coach. They're supposed to be here at noon." Elliot tells the woman.

"Okay. I think I watched that game on TV last night, if I'm thinking right, she's the setter for Manhattan." Casey replies.

"You're right." Elliot tells her.

Casey can hear light sobs coming from the crib and quietly says, "Olivia."

Elliot looks in the direction of the crib and nods, "I don't know if she'll talk to me. You go."

Casey puts her briefcase down on Olivia's desk and makes her way over to the crib.

When she gets there the door is closed so she looks in to find the brunette detective curled up in the corner hiding her head in her knees.

Casey gently knocks on the door but gets no answer in response, "Olivia. It's Casey, let me in."

She still receives no response from Olivia so she opens the door herself and quietly walks in.

"Go away." Olivia says with out looking up.

"Come on Liv. It's just me. I want to help you but if you won't talk, I can't." Casey calmly tells the woman.

The brunette detective picks her head up from her knees but doesn't say anything. Casey walks toward her and kneels down.

"What's wrong honey?" Casey asks, concerned.

"I… I can't." Olivia replies.

"Yes you can. We're all here to help you." Casey calmly says.

"No. Case, you don't get it. I can't."

"What don't I get? It's going to be okay. Just talk to me." the red headed attorney tells her.

"It… it has to do with this case. I can't." Olivia mutters.

"Honey, did someone hurt you?" Casey calmly asks.

"N.. no. The girl was afraid of her mother. And I don't want her to go through what I did when I was her age." Olivia answers.

"Like what?"

Olivia stands up and sits down on one of the beds and Casey sits down besides her.

"The girl's coach told me that two years ago the mother beat the girl after her boyfriend attacked her and threatened her not to make charges." the brunette tells the ADA.

Casey sighs and says, "Was it reported?"

"No. The girl was too scared and talked her coach into staying with her for a few days until her mother could calm down. It was almost two months before she went back home."

"I'm sorry Liv. I'll do everything I can to help her." Casey replies.

"When I was a junior in high school, my boyfriend hurt me. I told my mother and she beat me, but I wasn't like Rebecca, I didn't have someone to run away to. I just had to deal with it. I finally told my English teacher and she made him leave me alone, but my mom still went after me every night that year." Olivia tells the ADA.

Casey hugs the detective as the tears flow freely from her eyes, "Why didn't you tell your teacher about your mom too?"

"I was scared."

"It's all okay now Liv. No one's going to hurt you. We'll protect you." Casey reassures the detective.

"Don't tell the guys." Olivia mumbles with her face still in the ADA's shoulder.

"I'll let you tell them when you're ready. Let's calm down and get back to work." Casey calmly says.

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SHELBY HILL'S HOUSE
MANHATTAN, NEW YORK
7:20am.

Becca can no longer sleep because last night's events keep haunting her dreams. She sits up in bed and turns on her cell phone. She sees five missed calls from Jennifer, Michelle, Brittany, Kelsey, and Brandy. She doesn't want to call anyone but her sister.

She doesn't want her sister to hear the anger and fear in her voice so she texts her instead, "Britt it's Becca, I'm sorry I missed your call last night, I was busy."

"It's okay girl. I saw that you won so I thought maybe you were out celebrating with friends."

"I have something I need to tell you."

"What is it sis?"

"Last night after the game, I.. was raped at school. Coach Hill and Danny found me. They called the police and took me to the hospital. Mom went nuts. I'm at Coaches house right now." Becca hesitantly sends the text message and anxiously waits for her sister to reply. But instead she hears her phone begin to ring.

"Britt…" the teen answers the phone.

"I'm so sorry Becca, I wish I could be there for you right now. But I can't leave school." Brittany replies.

"I'm fine. I don't know how long I'm gonna be here though. Remember my freshman year? I had to stay here for almost two months before mom would get a grip." Becca tells her sister.

"Yeah. I do. How are you going to get your stuff this time? Because I kept bringing it to school so you could leave it in coach's office to bring to her house but I'm not home anymore." Brittany states.

"Crap. I haven't thought about that yet."

"Don't worry Becca. Shelby will think of something. She always does." Brittany reassures her younger sister.

"Hopefully. We have to go talk to the detectives at noon and I look like crap. I showered earlier this morning at like 1:45 when we got home but I just pulled my wet hair up in a bun and it's all messed up now. I may go wash it again. And I have this big nasty cut on my forehead." Becca explains to her sister.

"Okay honey. I'll let you go. Tell Shelby I said hi. Everything's going to be fine." Brittany tells her little sister.

"Bye Britt."

"Bye Becca." the older sister says and hangs up the phone.

Becca throws the phone to the end of the bed and lays back down, sighs loudly, and lets her tears run freely onto the pillow.

A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait. I've been busy and I kinda don't know where I want to go with this. If you have any ideas please let me know! Don't worry I'm working on my other stories too. Review Time!!!!