A/N: Ok, in my little world, Alex isn't gone. She never went into witness protection…just thought you should know for later chapters.
Chapter One
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Olivia Benson entered the station in a huff, she was late, for the sole reason of over sleeping, and she cursed herself for it. She prided herself on never being late, and to be late for such a typical reason was absurd. Elliot looked up from his desk when she plopped down in her chair. He store at her for a little while, trying to figure out what was wrong, and she became irritated. "What?"
"You ok Liv?"
She sighed, "yes, I'm fine. I just overslept is all, can we not make a big deal out of it?" She snapped at him.
He threw his hands up in defense, "sure. Fine. Whatever. I was just asking a simple question, I'll try not to do it again."
She sighed again, "I'm sorry Elliot. It just hasn't been my morning."
"That I can see." He went back to doing whatever he was doing before she made her noisy entrance. Which ended out to be paperwork.
Olivia was about to herself start of paperwork but Cragen came out of his office and looked directly at her and her partner. "Benson, Stabler, my office. Now."
They both nodded simultaneously and got up from their desks. Olivia made it to the office first, Elliot right behind her. She sat down in a chair and crossed her legs waiting for whatever Cragen was about to throw at them, weather it be a new case, or yelling.
He sat at his seat for a moment, building up the anticipation, and then spoke. "21 year old college student was found this morning, unconscious and severely beaten. A rape kit produced no fluids but there were signs of forced entry. She's currently at St. Catherine's, CSU is at the scene as we speak. I want you to go talk to the girl."
Elliot nodded and stood up, Olivia followed suit. Then they took off for St. Catherine's.
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St. Catherine's
Olivia slammed the car door a little to loudly and jumped slightly at the resounding noise. She took off her sunglasses and ran a hand through her short hair. She and Elliot walked up to the hospital and she asked the nurse which room their victim was in, the nurse directed them to room 231. The rode the elevator up to floor 2 in silence. When they reached their destination Olivia told Elliot to wait outside the room for a second, most rape victims didn't really appreciate the presence of a man after their rape. She had been working on SVU for long enough to know this, and so had Elliot. He nodded and sat down in one of the uncomfortable blue hospital chairs.
She sent a small smile as a silent thank you and opened the door of the hospital room. The victim, Nicole Henderson, was lightly dozing in her hospital bed when she entered, and woke up instantly at the sound of the opening door. She eased up when she saw Olivia.
"Nicole? I'm Detective Benson, I'm here to ask you a few questions if you feel up to it."
Nicole nodded slowly, "sure. Ask away, I'm not sure how much help I'll be though."
Olivia sat down in a chair next to the bed, "can you tell me what you remember about last night?"
"Well, I went to work. I work at a small bar just down the street from my apartment, O'Brian's. I got hit on by a few guys, not to mention 2 women." She shuddered, "I came back home and started on my thesis for psychology. I'm doing it on schizophrenia. At around 1 I saved my work and went to bed. I guess I forgot to lock my window, because I clearly remember locking my front door. I woke up sometime during the course of the night to find somebody on top of me…" she trailed off, "I tried to push the person off but he was stronger than I was…he…" a single tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly, "he raped me. It was dark…I couldn't see his face, and he must have hit me with something because I blacked out."
"I know this is insensitive, but I have to ask it. Did you say no?"
Nicole store at her for a moment, "of course I said no. I screamed it at the top of my lungs."
Olivia nodded, "is that all you remember?"
"Yes. That's all."
"Do you have any idea of who would do this to you?"
Nicole shook her head, "none. Unless it was some drunk who followed me home. Other than that my past relationships have always ended on good notes, and I don't know anybody who would do something like this."
Olivia stood up and nodded once more, "thank you Nicole. If you don't mind I have to be going now. I'll come by again. I promise."
Nicole nodded, "have my parents been contacted? Do you know?"
"I think they have, I'm not positive though. I'll make sure to find out though, and if they haven't I'll get somebody to do that. Is there anything that I can do for you?"
"Yeah. Find the bastard who did this to me."
"Don't worry. We will."
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Elliot was on the verge of falling asleep in the uncomfortable chair when Olivia came out of the room. His eye's flew open and he was instantly awake. "Did you get anything useful?"
"Other than it could've been any drunk at the bar in which she works. No. But, she did have a minor concussion due to a bump on the head, so he must have knocked her out. Maybe we should get to the scene."
Elliot nodded and he and his partner made their way to his car. They drove to Nicole's apartment complex in silence and when they got there CSU was still combing the scene. Elliot walked up to a woman and asked her if they had found anything yet.
"We've got two prints on the window, but they probably belong to our vic. No semen or hairs, a partial shoeprint in the flowerbed dirt, but not to much we can do about that. All in all, the perp didn't leave much behind, this is going to be a hard one."
Elliot sighed and nodded, "thanks." He said as he walked into apartment 12. He walked around the kitchen/dining room and living room before going into the bathroom. After finding nothing of value concerning the case he made his way into the bedroom. The dark blue comforter was in a crumpled heap on the floor and the sheets were torn slightly. He grimaced at the bloodstains on the bed and couldn't help thinking this could be somebody that he loved. His wife, daughters, Olivia.
Well, maybe not loved, cared for greatly, not loved. He couldn't love Olivia, he was married, he loved his wife.
"El?" Olivia called from the other side of the room, "are you ok?"
He looked up at her, "yeah. I'm just thinking."
She nodded, "well, the Captain just called, he wants us at the precinct."
He sighed and left the room. They once again rode in silence.
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a/n: Please tell me how I'm doing. This is my first SVU fic, as I've said before, and I'm a little iffy on some things, I haven't been watching for very long! I really appreciate feedback.
Chapter One
~**~**~**~
Olivia Benson entered the station in a huff, she was late, for the sole reason of over sleeping, and she cursed herself for it. She prided herself on never being late, and to be late for such a typical reason was absurd. Elliot looked up from his desk when she plopped down in her chair. He store at her for a little while, trying to figure out what was wrong, and she became irritated. "What?"
"You ok Liv?"
She sighed, "yes, I'm fine. I just overslept is all, can we not make a big deal out of it?" She snapped at him.
He threw his hands up in defense, "sure. Fine. Whatever. I was just asking a simple question, I'll try not to do it again."
She sighed again, "I'm sorry Elliot. It just hasn't been my morning."
"That I can see." He went back to doing whatever he was doing before she made her noisy entrance. Which ended out to be paperwork.
Olivia was about to herself start of paperwork but Cragen came out of his office and looked directly at her and her partner. "Benson, Stabler, my office. Now."
They both nodded simultaneously and got up from their desks. Olivia made it to the office first, Elliot right behind her. She sat down in a chair and crossed her legs waiting for whatever Cragen was about to throw at them, weather it be a new case, or yelling.
He sat at his seat for a moment, building up the anticipation, and then spoke. "21 year old college student was found this morning, unconscious and severely beaten. A rape kit produced no fluids but there were signs of forced entry. She's currently at St. Catherine's, CSU is at the scene as we speak. I want you to go talk to the girl."
Elliot nodded and stood up, Olivia followed suit. Then they took off for St. Catherine's.
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St. Catherine's
Olivia slammed the car door a little to loudly and jumped slightly at the resounding noise. She took off her sunglasses and ran a hand through her short hair. She and Elliot walked up to the hospital and she asked the nurse which room their victim was in, the nurse directed them to room 231. The rode the elevator up to floor 2 in silence. When they reached their destination Olivia told Elliot to wait outside the room for a second, most rape victims didn't really appreciate the presence of a man after their rape. She had been working on SVU for long enough to know this, and so had Elliot. He nodded and sat down in one of the uncomfortable blue hospital chairs.
She sent a small smile as a silent thank you and opened the door of the hospital room. The victim, Nicole Henderson, was lightly dozing in her hospital bed when she entered, and woke up instantly at the sound of the opening door. She eased up when she saw Olivia.
"Nicole? I'm Detective Benson, I'm here to ask you a few questions if you feel up to it."
Nicole nodded slowly, "sure. Ask away, I'm not sure how much help I'll be though."
Olivia sat down in a chair next to the bed, "can you tell me what you remember about last night?"
"Well, I went to work. I work at a small bar just down the street from my apartment, O'Brian's. I got hit on by a few guys, not to mention 2 women." She shuddered, "I came back home and started on my thesis for psychology. I'm doing it on schizophrenia. At around 1 I saved my work and went to bed. I guess I forgot to lock my window, because I clearly remember locking my front door. I woke up sometime during the course of the night to find somebody on top of me…" she trailed off, "I tried to push the person off but he was stronger than I was…he…" a single tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly, "he raped me. It was dark…I couldn't see his face, and he must have hit me with something because I blacked out."
"I know this is insensitive, but I have to ask it. Did you say no?"
Nicole store at her for a moment, "of course I said no. I screamed it at the top of my lungs."
Olivia nodded, "is that all you remember?"
"Yes. That's all."
"Do you have any idea of who would do this to you?"
Nicole shook her head, "none. Unless it was some drunk who followed me home. Other than that my past relationships have always ended on good notes, and I don't know anybody who would do something like this."
Olivia stood up and nodded once more, "thank you Nicole. If you don't mind I have to be going now. I'll come by again. I promise."
Nicole nodded, "have my parents been contacted? Do you know?"
"I think they have, I'm not positive though. I'll make sure to find out though, and if they haven't I'll get somebody to do that. Is there anything that I can do for you?"
"Yeah. Find the bastard who did this to me."
"Don't worry. We will."
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Elliot was on the verge of falling asleep in the uncomfortable chair when Olivia came out of the room. His eye's flew open and he was instantly awake. "Did you get anything useful?"
"Other than it could've been any drunk at the bar in which she works. No. But, she did have a minor concussion due to a bump on the head, so he must have knocked her out. Maybe we should get to the scene."
Elliot nodded and he and his partner made their way to his car. They drove to Nicole's apartment complex in silence and when they got there CSU was still combing the scene. Elliot walked up to a woman and asked her if they had found anything yet.
"We've got two prints on the window, but they probably belong to our vic. No semen or hairs, a partial shoeprint in the flowerbed dirt, but not to much we can do about that. All in all, the perp didn't leave much behind, this is going to be a hard one."
Elliot sighed and nodded, "thanks." He said as he walked into apartment 12. He walked around the kitchen/dining room and living room before going into the bathroom. After finding nothing of value concerning the case he made his way into the bedroom. The dark blue comforter was in a crumpled heap on the floor and the sheets were torn slightly. He grimaced at the bloodstains on the bed and couldn't help thinking this could be somebody that he loved. His wife, daughters, Olivia.
Well, maybe not loved, cared for greatly, not loved. He couldn't love Olivia, he was married, he loved his wife.
"El?" Olivia called from the other side of the room, "are you ok?"
He looked up at her, "yeah. I'm just thinking."
She nodded, "well, the Captain just called, he wants us at the precinct."
He sighed and left the room. They once again rode in silence.
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a/n: Please tell me how I'm doing. This is my first SVU fic, as I've said before, and I'm a little iffy on some things, I haven't been watching for very long! I really appreciate feedback.