Chapter 1

Noah doesn't exist in this story

Trigger Warning for mentions of sexual assault - about to the same level as the show.

Hopefully, I am able to spend more time writing now as my school is closed for an indefinite amount of time. This story already has the next 2 chapters written and that will be posted within a week.

"She's this way," the teacher said leading the two detectives towards a door near the back of the classroom. She gently opened the door and stepping inside gesturing for the detectives to follow her. Amanda Rollins has seen a lot of terrible things in her life but this job never got easier only harder. This was one of the times it got harder. Much harder.

The girl uncomfortably sat in a hard plastic school chair. Her long brown hair hiding most of her face from view. Her body hunched into her hoodie. Of the little of her face that was exposed was black and blue covered in bruises. Olivia Benson stifled a gasp at the sight of the girl. Both Amanda and Olivia walked towards the girl. They sat on the other side of the table from her, her teacher walking around the table to sit beside her.

"Hi, I'm Sargent Benson and this is one of my detectives, Detective Rollins," Olivia started trying to make the girl as comfortable as possible.

"I'm Alina," the girl, Alina whispered her eyes fixated on a spot behind the detectives.

"Okay, Alina can you tell me what happened?" Amanda gently asked. Alina looked to her teacher for reassurance.

"I...I think I was..I was r-r-raped," Alina gasped watching the detectives carefully for their reaction.

"Oh honey, it's okay just breathe," Olivia soothed as Alina's breath started to quicken.

"I-I can't...can't."

"Just focus on my breathing okay? In and out, in and out, just follow me. You're doing great. In for three, 1, 2, 3, out for three, 1, 2, 3."

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"She needs to go to a hospital, have her parents been informed?" Amanda asked the teacher while Olivia was calming Alina down.

"No, her mother passed a few years ago and from what I have gathered her home life isn't great." The teacher responded looking at her student with worry.

"Okay, I'll take her, if she's okay with it."

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"Alina, honey you need to go to the hospital," Olivia gently whispered to Alina as not to frighten her. When Alina didn't respond Olivia gently tried again, "Alina, can I take you to the hospital?" She nodded pain shooting through her whole body. Olivia stood and gently took the girl's hand guiding her to standing. It was now that the two detectives could see the greater extent of her injuries. She held one hand protectively to her chest, her entire face black and blue. Amanda and Olivia exchanged a look saying, let's get these guys.

Olivia gently rested her hand on Alina's shoulder guiding her out of the room, the teacher in front of them. They made a quick stop at Alina's locker for her backpack and jacket before leaving the school for the hospital ER. Alina sat in the back of the car after being helped in by Amanda. She stared out the window watching the streets pass her by.

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Alina sat silently on the hospital bed after her rape kit and examination. Olivia was in the room waiting with her for the doctor to come back.

"Sargent, Alina, the results of the rape kit it conclusive of rape with multiple males. Your wrist is fractured and will need to be cast before you can leave." The doctor told Alina and Olivia. Alina silently nodded her consent to get her arm cast, quickly picking out bright orange for her cast.

Olivia stayed by her side as her arm was cast and comforted her as the doctor pressed the bones back into place, her heartbreaking at the pain the girl in front of her was suffering.

Once the cast had cured and the doctor had maneuvered it into a black sling the pair left. Olivia buckled Alina into the front seat before getting into the car herself.

"Alina," Olivia started breaking her out of her thoughts.

"What?"

"Do you know who did this to you?" Olivia asked. Alina nodded and Olivia continued, " Can you tell me who?" This time she shook her head.

"Why? Did they threaten you?"

"No not me, if it was me it wouldn't matter."

"Then who?"

"Can't tell."

"Why can't you tell me?"

"They will hurt hi-" Alina cut herself off mid-word.

"Okay, what if I ask you yes or no questions. Just nod or shake your head?"

"Okay."

"Do you know who did this to you?" Alina nodded, her eyes drifting about the room.

"Are they your classmates?" Once again she nodded.

"Is this the first time they have harmed you?" Alina sat thinking about how to answer the question. She shook her head.

"How many times?" Olivia asked gently.

"Two, once when I was protecting a friend and then today. But I asked for it."

"Honey, you didn't ask to be assaulted or raped." Thick tears started to fall from Alina's eyes. Her body curled in upon itself. Olivia slowly reached over the table setting her hand on her shoulder. Her eyes darkening when she flinched.

How could anyone do this to her, she doesn't care about herself self only her friend?

Just before Olivia pulled away she felt Alina relax into her touch. Reluctantly Olivia pulled away as they pulled up to the precinct. She unbuckled Alina's seat belt and gently led her into the precinct and up the stairs. She led her through the chaos of the precinct and into her office. Together they sat on Olivia's couch facing each other.

"Alina, I need to know who hurt you so I can arrest them and send them to jail."

"There were four of them, they were hurting my friend," Alina started.

"Okay, who is your friend that they were hurting?"

"Jason, he's smaller than them and they take advantage of him. They push him and steal his stuff. The first time they hurt me it was because because I was protecting him. They were punching him. I stopped them, told them if they wanted a punching bag to use me."

"You are brave and fearless. You are kind. You didn't ask for this, and they will be punished," Olivia said with conviction in her voice.

"Not by the school, I got Jason to tell them after the first time I found out about it, they did nothing. One of the boys is the principal's son." Alina retorted anger evident in her voice.

"Did they know about the first assault?"

"Yes. After the first assault, I came inside the school and one of my teachers asked me why I had a bloody nose and swollen eye. I told her everything." Alina looked away, fearing she had said too much. Most adults never liked it when she spoke out. Or at all.

"Where is my daughter!" A man yelled as he barged through the precinct doors. Olivia watched carefully as a well-crafted mask fell upon Alina's features. Olivia and Alina watched from inside the office as Fin stood up and talked to the man. After a short conversation Fin led the man to the office lightly rapping his knuckles against the door.

"Come in," Olivia said, her face not betraying any emotion as her eyes carefully watched the man. The man's eyes darted to Alina and then to her.

"This is Alina's father, Gordon, he is here to take her home," Fin broke the silence filling the room.

"Alina and I were almost finished, we will need about five more minutes to finish her statement," Olivia spoke calmly.

"No, I am taking my daughter home with me, now!" Gordon reached for Alina causing her to whimper in pain as he applied pressure to some of her bruises.

"Here's my card, call me okay?" Olivia said handing her card to Alina, who immediately put it in her pocket. She nodded and followed her father as he dragged her out of the precinct.

"I don't like that man," Fin said, Olivia, nodded in agreement before speaking. "Her teacher said that she was under the impression that her family life wasn't the best and after that, I'm inclined to believe her."