Three men bust in through both doors. They're wearing ski masks. Jenny grips the knife tighter.
"Get out. The police are on their way!" Jenny yelled at them.
"That's not gonna happen, gorgeous," one of them said. Her heart sunk to her stomach.
"H-how?"
"Put down the knife, Babe," he said. "Where's that kid, by the way?"
Jenny didn't answer. He walked towards her. She tried to stab him, but he grabbed her arm.
"Mistake," he said. He twisted her wrist. The knife dropped to the ground. He grabbed her head with his free hand and shoved it into a wall. He let go and she fell to the ground. He turned to other two guys. "Grab her." They hesitated. "Now!"
They picked her up and pulled her into her bedroom. She started to regain focus.
"Here's how it's gonna go," her rapist said, walking into the room. "You fight back, you get a cut." He was holding the knife from before. "Tie her to the bed."
Noah ran down the sidewalk. He saw the police station a few blocks away. He started running towards it.
Jenny screamed. He was raping her. She has cuts on her face.
"Screaming is fighting back," he told her. "Cut her again."
One of the other guys cut her cheek. Her rapist looked down at her.
"Next scream, your throat will be what's cut," he told her.
Tears were streaming down her face.
"How is Ryan doing?" Rollins asked Fin.
"He's doing okay," he said. "Clark says he misses Jennifer."
"I could imagine," she said. "He's in love with her."
Noah ran into the room. He stopped, panting, with tears in his eyes.
"Noah?" Rollins asked. She hurried to him. He didn't speak a word, just a frightened look on his face. "What's wrong?"
Olivia was in interview one with Clark.
"Sydney Tate," she said. "She picked you out of the line up!"
"I don't know why she did that," the guy said. "I never raped her!"
"The evidence says otherwise," she said.
There was a knock on the door. Rollins slightly opened the door.
"Olivia," she said. "We have a situation."
"I'm in an interrogation," Olivia said.
"It's Noah."
Olivia hurried into the office room. She ran to him. He immediately hugged her.
"Why are you here?" She asked him. "Where's Jenn?" She looked at him and saw the terrified look in his eyes.
"Some people broke in," he finally spoke. "Jenn told me to climb down the fire escape and run here. She twisted her ankle, so she couldn't come with me."
"Stay here," she told him.
"Pl-please stop," Jennifer cried out.
"What?" He taunted her. "Do you not want to be like your mom, bastard?"
He smiled evilly at her.
"H-how?"
He finished and put his clothes back on. He grabbed by her jaw.
"Now, I'll mark my territory," he said. He took a cigarette out of his pocket. He lit it. He pressed it to one of her tied arms.
She screamed.
Rollins, Clark, and Olivia heard the scream and rushed into the apartment.
"What did I say?" Jenny's rapist questioned her. He punched her, knocking her out.
"Police!" Clark yelled.
"Remember, you're her only as her sister, not as an officer," Rollins reminded Olivia. "Don't go in until we say so."
"Slit her throat!" Her rapist said, as he rushed out the window.
The one holding the knife put it to her throat. Rollins shot him. The other one lifted his hands up.
"Don't shoot!" He said. "I surrender!"
Clark walked in and handcuffed him and led him out of the room.
Rollins took in the condition that Jennifer was in.
"We need a bus," she said into her radio. She put a blanket over her and untied the ropes.
She left the room and saw Olivia walking to the room.
"You shouldn't go in there," she told her.
Olivia walked into the room and saw Jennifer. She ran to her bed.
"Jenny!" She said with tears welling up in her eyes. She took in the scene- the cuts and bruises on her face, the tear stains, her cut up clothes on the floor next to the bed, Jenny unconscious from the blow to her head. "Please be okay, please."
She felt for a pulse and was relieved when she found one.