(Disclaimer is in part one. I can't seem to load these up as chapters so they 're all separate sorry.)
Little Girl Lost 3
12:02 P. M.
Special Victims Unit
8 people sat it utter silence around a table. They had just viewed 32 minutes of horrible brutality being visited upon a 5-year-old girl. Olivia sat closest to the TV with Elliot next to her. Munch, Fin, and Cragen were on his other side. Across from Cragen was George Huang. Their FBI profiler and flanking him, getting closer to the TV were, Bill Miles, who would digitize the tape and Scotty Rose, the composite artist. It was Scotty that finally broke the silence.
" I think I'm going to through up." He stated simply. Cragen cleared his throat. "I think we could all use a break we'll met back here in 15 minutes." Scotty stood up shakily and Bill reached a hand out to steady him. " Come on I'll walk with ya. Make sure you don't hurl in front of any pretty girls." Scotty offered him a weak smile in thanks. The others started to file out of the room. Munch turned to look back at Elliot and Olivia who were still sitting. " You guys coming?" " No. Were OK here." Elliot said as he leaned back in his chair. As he did Munch noticed that while both he and Olivia had had their right hands on the table writing notes. They were holding each other's left hands, their fingers intertwined. He made a mental note to talk to Elliot about it, but now was not the time. He quietly exited closing the door behind him.
The moment the door closed A sob broke from Olivia's chest and tears fell down her face. While still holding hands Elliot turned to face her and brought his right hand to her cheek his thumb brushing tears away. He leaned in and gently kissed the side of her face. He meant it as a comforting gesture that was what he had always done with his wife or kids, but this felt different for some reason. He felt a sudden surge of desire and pulled back quickly and looked into Olivia's eyes. What he saw there took his breath away. Her eyes had taken on a smoky hue to them. She was hungry, for him! Voices at the door broke their contact and they pulled apart quickly, even letting go of each other's hands. They both missed the contact instantly. The others started to file back in. Olivia stood up and approached the VCR she had meant to rewind the tape but where she was not think to clearly she had hit eject instead. It spit the tape out at her she pushed it back in but it ejected again on it's own this time. " Piece of crap!" she mumbled to herself. She took the tape all the way out of the VCR and stopped short. " Elliot, OH GOD, " Elliot heard her heart break in her voice in despair and defeat and stood. " What?!" She turned to face him the plastic window of the tape visible to him. He didn't understand at first." You can record more than 32 minuets on these things!" He finally saw what she had seen the window on the tape showed only an inch of tape being viewed there was a lot more to go. He closed his eyes at the thought. How much had this girl gone threw? And how much more could they? HE opened his eyes to find Olivia staring at him. While the others were talking aloud discussing the implications of Olivia's discovery, They were silent though the looks that past between them spoke volumes. " We'll do whatever it takes to find this girl and help her, no matter what."
8:17 P. M.
Special Victims Unit Squad Room
Elliot and Olivia sat at their desks typing furiously. Olivia had been right there had been more on that tape. A lot more and it had only gotten worse. 7 hours and 22 minute all together. It had been the same girl throughout the tape only older in each segment. It played like a " look how my daughter has grown up " series or "The Best Of " That's what it was A Best Of Series. Everything they had seen had been copied from another tape or tapes, Bill the Video Tech; had said so. He had taken it to the LAB for processing and said he would give us a report sometime tomorrow afternoon. Scotty the artist hadn't had the stomach to watch the rest. He had come back in during a final seen and froze the image to do a composite. It was amazing how well it had come out. He had really captured her especially her eyes. They immedently sent her photo out to all the precient in all 5 bourghs. He had been on the phone to DHS and the area hospitals and everyone else he could think of to see if she had come to their attention. There was no way, with what she had been through, that she didn't end up in a hospital or State Custody at some point. He slammed the phone down in frustration. " Thank you. You've been absolutely no help at all!" He yelled. "You know when you get like this your ears turn red it's so adorable." She glanced up from typing long enough to give him a supportive smile. " So I gather you had no luck." "No." He sighed with exasperation. " You know that if they let this girl slip through the cracks all they care about now is covering their own asses. Somebody, somewhere must know this girl!" "You're right." "Which part?" "Both. Someone does know her and maybe people are too worried about protecting themselves to care, but I bet if they saw that tape there would be no way people could turn their backs on her or us." She picked up the phone and dialed Bill Miles. The machine in the LAB picked up she listened for a moment then spoke. " This message is for Bill Miles, this is Olivia Benson of the SVU. I'm calling in regards to the videotape your digitizing for us. Can we get least a half a dozen extra copies as soon as possible? We have some agency's dragging their feet and I think a look at a minute or two will light a fire under them. I appreciate it. Thank you." She hung up the phone and smiled a wicked grin. " I think tomorrow we should take our newly digitized horror show on a tour of our more uncoroperative agency's." " Oh ya!"