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A/N: I'm really, really, really sorry for the long delay in chapters. I promise that I will not do that again. I have been away most of the summer and I am just now getting back into things here at home. This chapter is kind-of short and probably not the best, but I promise that the next one will be better. Please forgive me for the delay and thank you to all those people who are still reading this. In particular thank you to zzzclairezzz and LawandOrderSVUqueen and knight122 who encouraged me to keep writing.

Olivia walked out of the interrogation room as white as a sheet and trembling. She looked up and noticed that everyone else was staring at her. Not being able to look at anybody right then she turned to walk away, wanting to be as far from the people she called her friends as possible. She couldn't handle seeing the disappointment she thought was in their eyes right now.

Elliot reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping her from walking away. Turning her around to look at him he asked, "Is there something you want to tell us Liv?"

Olivia shook her head and turned to leave but was stopped when she realized that Elliot had not let go of her arm.

"Olivia, did he rape you?"

Elliot had been worried about his partner the last few days, but he hadn't thought that anything bad had happened to her. Now that he thought that she had been raped his worry was higher than ever. He just wanted her to confirm or deny it so that he knew what to do. But, Olivia stayed silent, unable to say yes, but unwilling to lie to her partner.

"Olivia, may I please see you in my office?" The captain walked away, assuming that he would be followed.

"Elliot, you need to let go of my arm, or I can't follow him." Olivia said without looking up from the ground. Damn it. Olivia cursed her shaking voice. She would not let herself break down right now. She would have plenty of time to do that later. Right now she needed to convince everyone that she was alright, and a shaking voice was not going to help.

Elliot let go, allowing Olivia to follow Cragen into his office. Softly, she closed the door behind her when she entered, noticing that the blonds were already pulled shut.

"Olivia, what was Jerry Connors talking about?"

"Nothing." Olivia said, still staring at the floor.

"He said that he and his friends raped you. Is this true?"

Olivia didn't say anything.

Cragen sighed. "Olivia, sit down."

Once she had done so, the captain asked his question again.

"Did Jerry and his friends rape you Olivia?"

Olivia still did not reply. Her mind was half numb and half racing to find a way that she could answer the man she viewed as a father without lying to him.

"Olivia, if you don't answer me I can send someone in to question Jerry about it. He seemed pretty willing to talk." Cragen looked hard at Olivia. The color had not yet returned to her face. "Olivia, I can't help you if you don't talk to me."

Olivia shook her head, fighting the tears that she felt behind her eyes.

"Olivia, please, look at me."

Olivia looked up at Cragen and only saw compassion on his face, no disappointment. Immediately tears sprang from her eyes. Drawing her knees up to her chest, Olivia buried her face in them, no longer caring how she looked in front of her boss.

Cragen walked around his desk and held Olivia, softly whispering that everything would be alright. Neither of them knew how long they stayed like that, but eventually Olivia pulled herself away from Cragen's embrace.

"Olivia, you're going to need to tell someone about it sooner or later." Cragen wasn't sure if he wanted to hear what had happened to Olivia, but he knew that it would help her if she talked.

Olivia nodded her head. "I didn't know it was them. I…" She took a deep breath and started again. "I was walking to the door of my apartment and someone dragged me into an alley. I couldn't stop them. Then there were more of them. They… They raped me. I fought as hard as I could but I couldn't get away. I'm a cop, I investigate this sort of crime every day, and I still couldn't stop them. I'm useless."

"Olivia, you're not useless. What happened to you could've happened to anyone. Why don't you go home, rest, and take the rest of the week off. If you need to talk to anyone at anytime or if you just want me to come over, please call. I want to help you through this." Cragen looked at the women he thought of as his daughter and felt like crying himself. It hurt him to see her so broken.

"I don't want to go home. I don't want what happened to break me." Olivia took a deep breath and tried to gain back some of the control that she had lost, "Please, can we just pretend like this never happened?"

"Olivia, you know that I can't do that. I'm sorry, but I can't make this all go away. I will try and make this as easy as possible, however." Cragen sighed. "Olivia, go home. We can discuss this more when you're feeling a little calmer."

Olivia nodded, perfectly willing for once in her life to just do as she was told. All the fight had drained out of her body the second she heard what Jerry had to say. "Please, at least don't tell everyone what happened. I'll tell them tomorrow, I just need to think about what to say first."

Cragen nodded, but Olivia never saw, she was already walking out of the office and soon she was sprinting through the halls on the way to her car. He didn't have the chance to reinforce the fact that she had the entire week off. Taking a big breath, he walked out o his office, silently preparing himself for the questions he knew were soon to come.