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It had taken the doctors an hour to calm Calvin down and another hour to get him relaxed enough to continue giving Dean his statement. Between Calvin taking long pauses and deep breaths to steady him and save himself the embarrassment of reliving his abuse and Dean pressing him for every minute detail, nearly eight hours had passed and they were just now reaching the end of his statement.

After Olivia had pulled herself together after hearing Calvin's harsh words she had watched eagerly from outside the window, only taking one quick three minute break to go to the bathroom, reminding herself that bursting in there and telling them to stop wouldn't help anything.

As she listened to him tell his story of rape and abuse she felt an insufferable rage build inside her she never knew existed within her. Never before had she hated a group of people as much as she hated the monsters that had hurt Calvin. Every one of them deserved to die a slow painful death while feeling the same degree of pain they inflected on him.

If she wasn't one hundred percent sure she would get caught and leave Calvin on his own when she went to jail, she would be lying if she said she didn't want anything more than to pull the trigger while her gun was pressed up against both of their heads…

"And then we ran down the stairs."

Calvin's voice brought Olivia out of her murderous fantasy and she ran a hand through her disheveled hair, telling herself that thinking like that was the worst thing she could be doing right now. She sighed as she crossed her arms and continued to watch the two…

Dean nodded as he continued to write down Calvin's statement. "What happened next?"

"I saw what was going on outside. The guy… the guy that… that hurt me had his gun at Elliot's head and was bringing him inside." Calvin blushed and looked down at the ground while tears filled his eyes. "I panicked. I sort of like froze up. I would have gotten caught if Olivia didn't drag me underneath the stairs."

"What happened next?" Dean asked as he wrote down the information in his little black book which was nearly filled to the brim.

"She started piling all these blankets on top of me and told me to stay hidden. I started to get a little like tired and dizzy. The last thing I remembered was Will yelling at the guy about finding me and I fell asleep and woke up in the ambulance."

Dean nodded as he finished writing his notes and flipped the book closed with a sigh. "Okay, that's it for now. You did really well, Calvin. This'll help a lot of people."

Calvin shrugged as he cast his eyes to the blanket. He didn't care about helping anyone else. He was just glad it was over.

"The doctor will be in in a few minutes to start the physical exam alright?"

Calvin tensed up but after a long while he finally nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes. Dean offered him a kind smile before he got up from his seat and started to head out of the room.

"Agent Porter?" Calvin called out faintly as Dean's hand grazed the door handle.

"What is it, Calvin?" Dean asked as he turned back towards him.

Calvin took a shuddering breath that did nothing to help ease his fears as he looked over at him. "You'll… you'll find Javier's mom right? You'll make sure she knows what happened?"

Dean opened his mouth for a moment before he shut it. He swallowed hard before he gave a forced smile. "Try to get some rest before the Doctor gets in okay?"

Knowing the true meaning behind his answer Calvin shut his eyes as more tears leaked out and he leaned against the bed and began to cry.

Without another word Dean left the depressing room, shutting the door behind him.

He didn't even get a chance to turn around before Olivia rounded on him. "Why the hell didn't you tell him you would find her?" she demanded.

Dean sighed as he turned towards her. "Because I'm not gonna lie to the kid."

"You're FBI!" she snarled. "It's your job to find people!"

"Olivia I got enough to deal with regarding the living victims then I do about a kid who was kidnapped a long time ago."

"He died trying to save my son and you're treating him like a piece of trash!"

"He's one of the other hundred nameless kids this group murdered. He's not special, Olivia, and I don't have the time or resources trying to track down his parents. I'm sorry."

"You son of a bitch," she snapped fiercely. "You couldn't give two shits about some murdered kid no one is gonna miss! The only thing you care about is stealing the glory you're gonna get for solving the case of the little white kid whose mother is a cop!"

Dean glared at her but she held her ground. She heard the way Calvin spoke about Javier and she knew how important he was to him. He had helped her son as best as he could and had gotten killed for it. She wasn't about to let him go without making sure Calvin's hero's last wishes weren't granted.

"Even when I try to help you always think I'm the bad guy," he spat bitterly. "Whatever, Olivia. You can go waste your time trying to find this kids parents. I, on the other hand, am gonna go interrogate some of the men who raped and tortured the boy you call your son."

Olivia glared as he stormed past her, slamming deliberately into her shoulder as he passed. Olivia glowered furiously at him and she had half a mind to walk after him but right now comforting Calvin was more important than winning an argument she would never win anyway.

She would deal with Javier's mother when she could. She wouldn't let Calvin or the boy who had been a hero to him down…

Olivia shook her head as she walked into the room, greeting him with a soft smile. Calvin wiped his eyes furiously as he looked down at the blanket, a glaring blush rising to his skin.

"Hey, Sweetie," she told him as she went over and sat beside him. "How you doing?"

Calvin narrowed his eyes in confusion as he turned towards her. "Why are you here?"

"What do you mean?"

Calvin shrugged as he cast his gaze towards the blanket again. "When I was freaking out I… I was mean to you. I thought you hated me and didn't wanna talk to me again."

Olivia's heart fell heavily as his words sunk in. She felt a lump in her throat and she struggled to push words past it.

"Calvin," she spoke, her voice unable to get over a whisper. "Listen to me. I will NEVER hate you. No matter what you say or do to me. Okay I will always love you, no matter what."

Calvin shook his head as tears streamed down his face. "But I told you I- I hated you because you wouldn't let me play that stupid game and then I-! Wh- when I was freaking out-!"

"I don't care," she interrupted as her own tears fell from her eyes. "Truth be told until just now I forgot you even said that to me and like I said I don't care. You could say you hate me more than anyone else in this world a hundred times over and I still won't stop loving you."

"But when I was-!"

"You were experiencing something you never had before and I'm gonna try my hardest to make sure you don't experience again," Olivia explained. "You were… you were reliving it, Calvin. It happens all the time with…"

"With what?" asked Calvin as he sniffed and wiped at his tears with his sleeve.

Olivia closed her eyes and sighed as she spoke the one word she never wanted him to be called. "It happens all the time with survivors, Calvin. It's nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about."

"But I said-!"

"Sweetie, I know what you said," Olivia interrupted again. "And do not worry about it, do you understand? I don't care what you say to me or about me. I will NEVER hate you or abandon you or stop loving you. Do you understand me?"

She grudgingly left out how he had been right to ask where she was when he was being tortured. She should have been there instead of him. She should have made sure no harm ever came to him and she had failed. If anything it should be Olivia worrying that Calvin hated her right now.

Calvin let out a sob and nodded. Wordlessly Olivia reached over and hugged him as tight as she could, still being weary of the bruises and cuts on his back. He flinched for a moment before he broke down and hugged her back, resting his head on her shoulder, his sobs rocking both of their bodies.

"Its okay, Calvin," she whispered softly as she stroked his hair. "Everything's gonna be okay. I promise…"

They stayed this way for several minutes before there was a gentle knock on the door and Doctor Sean Talon entered, smiling kindly at the duo.

"How we doing, Calvin?" he asked as Olivia hesitantly let go of her embrace. Calvin wiped his eyes and looked down at the blanket, ignoring his eyes. Sean took another step closer and he curled up away from the doctor, pulling his knees to his chest.

"Calvin, it's alright," Sean assured him but never the less he stopped where he was already having heard about the incident with the IV stand.

Calvin ignored his words and instead rested his head on his knees and continued to ignore his eyes.

"I just came to ask rather you wanted a male or female to do your exam," Sean told him. "And remember it's not going to be a regular doctor's exam, Calvin."

Calvin sniffed as he muttered something unintelligible.

"What was that?" Sean asked as he took a step towards him. "I couldn't hear you."

"I said I don't know," Calvin mumbled still avoiding his eyes. "Can I think about it a little bit."

"Of course," Sean said a nod and gave him an understanding grin before he turned and left. Olivia placed her hand on his shoulder and felt his body begin shaking.

"Calvin?" she asked a bit franticly. "Calvin, you okay?"

"I'm fine," he told her, his voice trembling as much as his body was. "I'll be okay…"

"Honey, take some deep breaths," she told him. "Calm down okay. Just take some deep breaths…"

Calvin tried to follow her advice but could barely breathe normally much less do the deep soothing breaths Olivia was advising him to take.

Olivia looked at him for a moment before she reached over and pressed the page button. Moments later Sean walked back in.

He saw Calvin wavering and he rushed over to him. "Calvin, you okay?"

"I'm fine," Calvin insisted as he began shaking so much the bed began to rock as well.

Sean reached over and touched his shoulder and Calvin let out a cry of fright and scampered away from him. "Don't touch me!" Calvin protested his eyes wide with fright. "Please!"

Olivia swallowed hard as she stood up and walked over to Sean and gently led him away from the bed.

"He can't have the exam done," Olivia muttered softly so only the Doctor could hear. "He'll relive it during it and he's too unstable right now. It's too soon."

Sean shook his head at her words. "We need to collect the evidence before it becomes contaminated," he explained, something she knew more than well.

"He can't do it now," Olivia told him. "He's not strong enough."

Sean bit his lip as he turned towards Calvin who's shaking had gone down somewhat but it was still evident. He turned back towards Olivia who was silently pleading with him to listen to her.

He rubbed the back of his head and nodded. "We can put him under anastethia while we get the evidence. We can still get the evidence but he won't be awake for the exam."

Olivia gave him a soft smile. "Thank you," she told him faintly.

Sean smiled back at her and gave her a grin. "You're very welcome," he told her as he reached out and gave a gentle stroke to her arm before the two turned back to Calvin.

"Calvin, you're still gonna have the exam done," Sean explained as Olivia walked back over and sat by his side. "But we're gonna give you anastethia so you won't be awake during it okay?"

Calvin nodded in agreement before he turned towards Olivia. "Can… Can I still have a girl do it? Just… I don't want a guy touching me…"

"Of course," Olivia said without any hesitation. "Whatever you want."

Calvin gave her the most miniscule amount of a timid smile that had even been flashed before and if she hadn't been watching carefully she would have missed it.

It was enough to make her whole week…

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