Liv sat back in her chair and sighed. She took a sip of the coffee she'd just made. "Hey Liv, you doin okay?" Amanda asked. "Oh I'm fine 'Manda"

"How did it go with Barba and Izzy?"

"It was tough" Olivia conceded "it started off so well. Izzy was doing great, then she started saying she didn't want to tell people what had happened because it was naughty and God would be angry at her."

"Poor thing." Amanda said feelingly. They all felt for the little girl.

"We tried to explain that it wasn't her fault and she did what she had to do because she had no choice. We taught her the word rape and what it meant. Barba asked her how many times she had been raped and she had a flashback I think. She yelled STOP and closed her eyes and put her hands over her ears. She started crying and saying something in Polish. She was seriously distressed. I tried to get to her but when I touched her she flinched. I tried to get her to open her eyes and to talk to me in English or Russian because I couldn't understand her. In the end she just said I was raped lots. Can we stop now I'm scared." Olivia finished.

"Will she be able to testify?" Amanda asked.

"I'm not sure. Barba wants her to. She's the only one that speaks English and it's more emotive for the jury hearing it out of the mouth of babes rather than through a translator. I'm going to get her to talk to a psychiatrist. I'm not gonna let her do it if it's unhealthy for her." Olivia sighed. "Ola's struggling." Amanda admitted, "i think she should see someone too. She'shaving nightmares and flashbacks to yesterday but seeing Izzy rather than Ruslana."

"It was horrendous. I keep on thinking, what if I'd said something different. If I'd waited for hostage negotiation.."

"Liv, come on, you know you can't think like that."

"I know Amanda but it hits harder when it's a kid. I mean she was 5." Olivia sighed.

Fin came in "Am I interrupting?" He asked.

"No, not at all. How did it go with the parents?" Liv asked. "Dad seems to get it, the mums a bit more upset and confused but she's agreed to be led by Izzy." Fin told them.

"I can understand why she's upset." Amanda mused. "It makes sense that Izzy feels uncomfortable about her dad because of what's happened but to Marta it doesn't make sense why Izzy feels uncomfortable around her too."

"I think Izzy just feels more comfortable around Ola because she's been around a lot of young girls and teens. Plus Ola has never asked any questions or had any expectations of her. Ola is really good with kids, Noah really liked her too. Plus she was here first. She made Izzy feel safe and still does now." Olivia explained her view.

Izzy and Ola were playing a game of "frustration" waiting for their parents to be done. As they left the precinct the detectives were back at their desks. "Amanda who's that photo." Izzy asked pointing at a picture of Amanda, her daughter and her dog. "Oh, thats my favourite photo. Me, my baby Jessie and my dog Frannie-Mae."

"You have a dog?" Izzy asked excited. "It's very cute. Can I meet it?"

"If it's okay with your mom and dad, when I walk her later I can come by your hotel?"

"Please proszę?" Izzy begged her parents. "If Amanda is sure she doesn't mind?" Marta smiled remembering her conversation with Fin about being more happy around Izzy and letting her lead the relationship. "Say about 5.30?" Amanda smiled. "I can text Ola when I'm outside."

"Yay. See you and the dog later." Izzy smiled.

"See you later honey." Amanda smiled. It was a little unprofessional but she knew both herself and Olivia found Izabela and her family complicated but charming.

All three sisters were exhausted. So were their parents. They were all snugged in bed- except their father who was sat in a desk chair- watching a kids movie. At exactly 5.30 Ola got a text from Amanda telling her that she was outside. Ola sighed, she was so comfy in bed. "I'll take her down, if that's okay with you Iza?"

"Okay mama."

"Hey doggie." Izzy said scratching Frannie's ears, earning a happy lick from the dog. Her mother cleared her throat behind her daughter. "Sorry Hi Amanda."

"Oh that's okay. Frannies much more interesting than me." Amanda laughed. "Would you and your mama like to come walk in the park with me and Frankie?" Amanda asked Izzy.

"Yes!" Izabela smiled spiritedly

"Look Iza I'm sorry but I'm very jet lagged. Maybe another day." Her mother said exhaustedly.

"But I go with Amanda?" Izabela asked her mother.

"I'm not sure.." Her mother mused. She'd just found her daughter and didn't want to loose her again. "She can come with me. I am a police officer. Or I can ask Ola or Anna to come with us? Amanda smiled as Frannie and Izabela were becoming fast friends. "Urm okay." Marta said and exchanged phone numbers with Amanda. Amanda and Izabela wandered into the park, with Izzy holding Frannie's leash "I be very careful and not let go." Izabela smiled proudly. "Yes good girl." Amanda smiled back even though she knew that even if the leash was dropped Frannie wouldn't run off. "This is nice park." Izzy mused. Amanda looked at the girl who should have spent the last few years running around and playing in parks like this instead of locked underground, starved and abused. They found a large patch of grass. "I've got a ball. Do you wanna play fetch with Frannie?" Amanda asked. "How do I play?" Izzy asked. "All you have to do it throw the ball and say Frannie fetch and she'll bring it back. Look." Amanda threw the tennis ball. "Frannie fetch." The dog bounded over to the where the ball had fallen and back towards Amanda "give" Amanda said sternly and the dog dropped the ball. "Do you want to have a go?" Amanda asked Izzy.

"Yes please" Izzy smiled as Amanda handed her the ball. "Frannie Fetch" she threw the ball as hard as she could and Frannie rocketed towards it and bounded back and dropped it by Izzy's feet. She giggled and threw the ball again. This time she chased Frannie. Amanda smiled watching them run around and play. She couldn't wait for when her daughter would be doing the same in a year or so. Amanda let Izzy play for about 10 minutes, then called her back. Worried about her health because she was so underweight "C'mon Izzy. Let's walk some more, you must be tired out."

"I am a bit." Izzy conceded. They walked along amicably for a while talking about the weather and how cute Frannie was. After a while Izzy looked up sheepishly "Amanda?"

"Yes honey." Amanda realised that it looked like Izzy wanted to talk so she sat down on a bench and Izzy sat next to her Frannie hopped up between them. Usually Amanda wouldn't let Frannie up on the bench but let it slide. "Amanda can I ask you something?" Izzy asked

"Of course you can."

"Do you know what rape mean?"

"Yes, honey, I do. Do you understand what it means"

"I not sure. Olivia told me that it mean that when somebody has sex when they not want to." Izzy tried to explain.

"Yes that's right." Amanda nodded.

"Olivia say that if I say no then, if somebody has sex with me then it rape and rape not allowed. But Mr D and his friends had sex with me but I not want to but I not say no. Because one time I say not and he beat me with his belt again. So I not sure if it rape or not because o not say no or stop." Izabela said anxiously.

"Izabela listen to me. You were 8,9 and 10. You weren't old enough to say yes anyway we call that statutory rape. Plus if you only let it happen because someone would hurt you otherwise then it's rape. If you made any move to show that I didn't want it then it's rape."

"Olivia ask me how many times I was raped but I loosed count." Izzy said concentrating on petting Frannie and not looking up.

"So it was more than once?" Amanda asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know about how many times? A ball park figure?"

"I not sure." Izzy finally looked at Amanda.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Amanda smiled at her but Izzy wasn't done "sometime 1 time sometime 10 times. We go'd to the hotel and I would pray please only 1 time this night. But usually it was more than 1 time." Izabela continued back petting Frannie. "Some of men were nice. They ask me my name and call me it. They ask me what language I speaked and I telled them Russian and they learn some words. Some men were mean. They hit me or slap me or push me. But I no like any of them. They all rape me." Izzy's eyes filled with tears. "I just wanted it to stop. I pray I would stop. And now it still happen in my head. When I talk to Olivia and Rafa in the scary big room I got scared and thinked I was there but then Olivia helped me. I though it would all be over. But it's not." Izzy's tears began to spill.

"Izzy honey, you had a flashback. It's scary but it's just your mind playing tricks on you."

"Why my mind not like me?" Izzy asked innocently "it will get better Izabela. I promise you." Amanda assured her, "but you were raped lots of times every day?" Amanda wanted to clarify. Making a mental note of everything Izzy said knowing she'd have to ring Liv and make notes of this conversation as soon as Izzy was back at the hotel. "Not every day but lots of days" Izzy told her.

"More than half of the days?"

"Yes, I think" Izzy hiccuped.

"Thanks for telling me. It's okay. You're okay" Amanda told Izzy.

"NO. NO I NOT." Izzy yelled.

"Izzy that's not what I meant." Amanda soothed.

"IT NOT OKAY! IT BAD AND NAUGHTY. I WISH EVERYONE STOP TELLING ME IT OKAY." Izabela started hitting at herself in the head so Amanda grabbed her into a hug, restraining her arms against her body. "Let go of me." Izzy hissed struggling against Amanda. "Not until you calm down honey. I'm not going to let you hurt yourself." Amanda said calmly. Gripping Izzy tightly. "Sweetie, is everything okay do I need to call the police?" A woman came over and spoke to Izzy. "Do you know this lady?"

"Amanda is the police." Izzy said angrily.

"Amanda Rollins NYPD SVU." Amanda said relaxing her grip on Izzy very slightly to point to her badge on her belt. "Special victims unit?" The woman asked. "Yes, Izabela and I decided we would come to the park to talk and walk me dog. But sometimes the things we have to talk about within SVU are hard and have some big emotions attached." Amanda explained to the woman at the same time Izzy's anger broke to sobbing and Amanda changed her grip on the child to a comforting hug rather than restraint. "I'm so sorry, I just wanted to check what was going on here." The woman said. "Don't be sorry. My job would be a lot less busy if more people checked out on things that they thought looked off." Amanda smiled at the woman then turned her attention to Izzy. "Izzy, listen to me, look at me honey. What happed to you was NOT your fault. It was bad and naughty, but you are NOT bad or naughty. I know that Mr D and his friends told you that you were a bad girl and hurt you. But that's not true. It's NOT your fault!" Amanda told Izzy.

"That's what Liv said too." Izzy replied.

"Do you trust me and Liv?"

"Yes."

"So will you try your best to believe us?"

"I try." Izabela gave Amanda a watery smile.

"Shall we walk Frannie back to your hotel?" Amanda asked. "Can I hold her leash again?" Izabela asked and Amanda nodded and Frannie barked in agreement.