Note: Well, since I'm stuck home with a torn ligament in my knee because of
dance class, I figured I'd add some more to my ficcage. Thanks so much you
guys for your wonderful comments and support. You've really helped me
develop this story. I realize that the last chapter ended abruptly, but I
figured a good old-fashioned SVU twist was necessary to keep it
interesting, so here we go. I've been reading fics most of the day as well,
trying to gets some good ideas and some useful tips based on others
writings, and I've come up with a lot. So I give this chapter credit to all
of the fics I've probably ever read, and there's no way I could list them
all, so to all the writers out there, thank you. And thanks so much to Liz,
my muse. You've given me some great ideas, and I actually started on
another fic, thanks to you! This chapter was primarily based on the songs
"I wasn't prepared" by Eisley and "She" by Live, including the video made
by SidleSmile that Liz somehow found (man, how do you find all this cool
stuff?! Haha.) So thanks much and enjoy everyone! Doink-doink! 3 Amanda
Olivia rushed out of the car and into the hospital before Elliot was even fully parked, and ran down the hall to Tessa's room. There were three guards in front of the doorway, and Olivia could see the coroner lifting Tessa's body, which was already in a body bag, onto a stretcher to remove her. "I'm sorry Olivia," ME Warner said to as she gently patted Olivia's shoulder.
"Can I see her?" Olivia needed verification. She needed to see what was done to the poor girl before the morgue cleaned her up. Warner nodded and slowly unzipped the body bag. The pale face of Tessa Wallace was all she saw. The cut on her forehead, the bluish lips, and the thin, long line across her neck. One clean swipe. Olivia could almost see it in her mind. Son of a Bitch. Olivia moved a stray strand of brown hair from the young girls face. Tears began to well in her eyes, but she blinked them back, and zipped up the bag. As the ME escorted the body away, Elliot came up behind her. "You okay?" he said gently, though he knew the answer.
"No... not really." Olivia stared back at him. "I'm gonna get that bastard. She didn't deserve this."
"They never do..." Elliot trailed off.
"Yeah."
"Well," Elliot started, "Munch and Fin are on their way to Sandra Freeman's house to talk to her, and Cragen wants us to talk to her family. They arrived home from Maui early this morning... We'll get him."
Olivia knew this would be the hardest part, telling her parents. Telling her parents that their lovely 15 year-old daughter was raped and killed by some sicko, and she couldn't stop it. "Let's go then," she said bluntly. She just wanted to get his part over with. They left the hospital and drove to Olivia's apartment building.
"Jana, Rob... I'm so sorry." Olivia sighed. She hated having to tell her neighbors this.
"My baby.... My poor baby!" Jana Wallace cried out, finally breaking down into her husbands arms. "Why?! Why did someone do this to her?! She was just a child!"
"Your daughter told Detective Benson that she was at her friend Sandra's house?" Elliot stated.
"Umm... Yes," gulped out Rob. "She was working on a science project. They were lab partners. I thought Jake would have picked her up..."
"We need to speak to him as well."
"Uh... sure, yeah. Of course. He's at work right now though."
"And where would that be?" Elliot asked. "He works at Caferton Window Company. They replace and fix windows for city buildings." Jana politely told the detectives.
Olivia and Elliot looked at each other. Maybe the glue-substance had to do something with Jake. It hadn't really crossed Olivia's mind that Jake could be involved, but she didn't know him too well. And he was home when Tessa rang her. They would just have to see...
"Well, the substance wasn't exactly glue, it's more like a bi-product," the CSU tech told Munch and Fin. "Used mostly in window fixtures and window framing. You're looking for someone who worked around this stuff, because it was all over her and the crime scene. Both of them."
"What about the sheet metal, any prints?" Fin asked optimistically.
"Only a partial, but it's a good one. Unfortunately your perp wasn't in CODIS, so no luck there, and same goes for the semen found in the girl at the time of the rape. We also did find more blood, not your victims. Most likely your perps. And the DNA from the blood and semen matched, so there's no question."
"Thanks," Munch replied as they walked out of the lab to go interview Sandra.
Once at Caferton Window Company, Olivia knew the perp had to have at least worked here. The entire building seemed to be covered in the smell of glue. Elliot came just behind her, as he was finishing up his phone conversation. "Yeah, thanks Munch."
"What'd they find out," Olivia asked, almost impatiently. They were running out of time. She just hoped it was some good news for a change.
"Well, they have a partial, and the glue is a special kind of window framework glue. Not to mention both the semen and the of type of blood are the same." Elliot knew Olivia was processing in her mind the re-enactment of it all.
"So, our guy worked with windows, and probably has a nice cut on his hand. This shouldn't be too hard, considering they all work with windows and they all deal with glass... great."
"Don't get discouraged," Elliot said softly as he squeezed her shoulder. She smiled at him, and they went over to talk to Jake. Sure, enough, a bandage was covering Jake's right hand, and he didn't seem to be doing much with it.
"Jake," Olivia called. "We need you to come down to the precinct with us, will that be alright?"
"I didn't do anything wrong!" He exclaimed, almost immediately. Then realizing what he said, sobered up and replied, "Um, sure, let me just stamp out." Five minutes later, they were on there way to the station house.
"I had NOTHING to do with her rape!" shouted Jake, who felt falsely accused.
"Then how is it that we found the glue bi-product used by the company you work for all over the crime scene? Care to explain?" Elliot was really ticked off at this guy. He was either really cocky or really stupid.
"I told you, I DON'T know! I wouldn't do that! That's sick!"
"Then come we found the same substance all around Tessa's bed at the hospital after we found hr dead? Come on, she was cute, she was around you all the time-" "NO! Stop it!!!"
"This can end here. Just give us a DNA sample." Olivia tried to reason.
"No! I want a lawyer!!" There was a light rapping on the one-way mirror, and Olivia began to walk out, but not before she heard Elliot say, "Not a wise choice, bud." Dammit, he's got to be careful. We cannot lose this.
"Well, we don't need his consent for a DNA sample, he's still 17. His parents agreed to it, so get it from him. Elliot smirked at Olivia. "How cynical." The both re-entered the room, and got the DNA sample.
Fin and Munch turned up a bunch of nothing from Sandra, other than Tessa had a crush on some co-worker of her brother's. Arriving at the precinct, Munch and Fin went to their respective desks, and were about to sit down as Elliot and Olivia cam out of the interrogation room. "Well, we got a DNA sample from the brother. Did you come up with anything?"
"Not really," Fin stated. "We did learn that Tessa was crushing over some cat that works with Jake."
Olivia and Elliot, once again, looked at each other, and simultaneously thought the same thing Oh no, this isn't over with. "What was his name?" Olivia queried.
Looking over his notes Munch spit out "Frank Leeman, some college dropout."
"Just what we need, more twists." Elliot shook his head.
"And the twists just keeping coming," Cragen stated, and the detectives looked up at him. "DNA was not a match to Jake Wallace, so I hope you have another suspect in mind?"
Olivia sighed. "Of course." They both grabbed their coats and were out the door to go track down the mysterious Frank Leeman.
Olivia rushed out of the car and into the hospital before Elliot was even fully parked, and ran down the hall to Tessa's room. There were three guards in front of the doorway, and Olivia could see the coroner lifting Tessa's body, which was already in a body bag, onto a stretcher to remove her. "I'm sorry Olivia," ME Warner said to as she gently patted Olivia's shoulder.
"Can I see her?" Olivia needed verification. She needed to see what was done to the poor girl before the morgue cleaned her up. Warner nodded and slowly unzipped the body bag. The pale face of Tessa Wallace was all she saw. The cut on her forehead, the bluish lips, and the thin, long line across her neck. One clean swipe. Olivia could almost see it in her mind. Son of a Bitch. Olivia moved a stray strand of brown hair from the young girls face. Tears began to well in her eyes, but she blinked them back, and zipped up the bag. As the ME escorted the body away, Elliot came up behind her. "You okay?" he said gently, though he knew the answer.
"No... not really." Olivia stared back at him. "I'm gonna get that bastard. She didn't deserve this."
"They never do..." Elliot trailed off.
"Yeah."
"Well," Elliot started, "Munch and Fin are on their way to Sandra Freeman's house to talk to her, and Cragen wants us to talk to her family. They arrived home from Maui early this morning... We'll get him."
Olivia knew this would be the hardest part, telling her parents. Telling her parents that their lovely 15 year-old daughter was raped and killed by some sicko, and she couldn't stop it. "Let's go then," she said bluntly. She just wanted to get his part over with. They left the hospital and drove to Olivia's apartment building.
"Jana, Rob... I'm so sorry." Olivia sighed. She hated having to tell her neighbors this.
"My baby.... My poor baby!" Jana Wallace cried out, finally breaking down into her husbands arms. "Why?! Why did someone do this to her?! She was just a child!"
"Your daughter told Detective Benson that she was at her friend Sandra's house?" Elliot stated.
"Umm... Yes," gulped out Rob. "She was working on a science project. They were lab partners. I thought Jake would have picked her up..."
"We need to speak to him as well."
"Uh... sure, yeah. Of course. He's at work right now though."
"And where would that be?" Elliot asked. "He works at Caferton Window Company. They replace and fix windows for city buildings." Jana politely told the detectives.
Olivia and Elliot looked at each other. Maybe the glue-substance had to do something with Jake. It hadn't really crossed Olivia's mind that Jake could be involved, but she didn't know him too well. And he was home when Tessa rang her. They would just have to see...
"Well, the substance wasn't exactly glue, it's more like a bi-product," the CSU tech told Munch and Fin. "Used mostly in window fixtures and window framing. You're looking for someone who worked around this stuff, because it was all over her and the crime scene. Both of them."
"What about the sheet metal, any prints?" Fin asked optimistically.
"Only a partial, but it's a good one. Unfortunately your perp wasn't in CODIS, so no luck there, and same goes for the semen found in the girl at the time of the rape. We also did find more blood, not your victims. Most likely your perps. And the DNA from the blood and semen matched, so there's no question."
"Thanks," Munch replied as they walked out of the lab to go interview Sandra.
Once at Caferton Window Company, Olivia knew the perp had to have at least worked here. The entire building seemed to be covered in the smell of glue. Elliot came just behind her, as he was finishing up his phone conversation. "Yeah, thanks Munch."
"What'd they find out," Olivia asked, almost impatiently. They were running out of time. She just hoped it was some good news for a change.
"Well, they have a partial, and the glue is a special kind of window framework glue. Not to mention both the semen and the of type of blood are the same." Elliot knew Olivia was processing in her mind the re-enactment of it all.
"So, our guy worked with windows, and probably has a nice cut on his hand. This shouldn't be too hard, considering they all work with windows and they all deal with glass... great."
"Don't get discouraged," Elliot said softly as he squeezed her shoulder. She smiled at him, and they went over to talk to Jake. Sure, enough, a bandage was covering Jake's right hand, and he didn't seem to be doing much with it.
"Jake," Olivia called. "We need you to come down to the precinct with us, will that be alright?"
"I didn't do anything wrong!" He exclaimed, almost immediately. Then realizing what he said, sobered up and replied, "Um, sure, let me just stamp out." Five minutes later, they were on there way to the station house.
"I had NOTHING to do with her rape!" shouted Jake, who felt falsely accused.
"Then how is it that we found the glue bi-product used by the company you work for all over the crime scene? Care to explain?" Elliot was really ticked off at this guy. He was either really cocky or really stupid.
"I told you, I DON'T know! I wouldn't do that! That's sick!"
"Then come we found the same substance all around Tessa's bed at the hospital after we found hr dead? Come on, she was cute, she was around you all the time-" "NO! Stop it!!!"
"This can end here. Just give us a DNA sample." Olivia tried to reason.
"No! I want a lawyer!!" There was a light rapping on the one-way mirror, and Olivia began to walk out, but not before she heard Elliot say, "Not a wise choice, bud." Dammit, he's got to be careful. We cannot lose this.
"Well, we don't need his consent for a DNA sample, he's still 17. His parents agreed to it, so get it from him. Elliot smirked at Olivia. "How cynical." The both re-entered the room, and got the DNA sample.
Fin and Munch turned up a bunch of nothing from Sandra, other than Tessa had a crush on some co-worker of her brother's. Arriving at the precinct, Munch and Fin went to their respective desks, and were about to sit down as Elliot and Olivia cam out of the interrogation room. "Well, we got a DNA sample from the brother. Did you come up with anything?"
"Not really," Fin stated. "We did learn that Tessa was crushing over some cat that works with Jake."
Olivia and Elliot, once again, looked at each other, and simultaneously thought the same thing Oh no, this isn't over with. "What was his name?" Olivia queried.
Looking over his notes Munch spit out "Frank Leeman, some college dropout."
"Just what we need, more twists." Elliot shook his head.
"And the twists just keeping coming," Cragen stated, and the detectives looked up at him. "DNA was not a match to Jake Wallace, so I hope you have another suspect in mind?"
Olivia sighed. "Of course." They both grabbed their coats and were out the door to go track down the mysterious Frank Leeman.