Chapter 2
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Detective Olivia Benson sighed as she sat in the chair in front of her superiors desk. This had to be something big if he took them out of the middle of an investigation.
The Captain looked at them for a split-second before he spoke up, "have you found anything useful?"
"The girl doesn't remember much. But I'm thinking I might go by the hospital later and see if I can get a description of the man, no matter how vague it may be. See if maybe she heard him say something, but that's not very likely considering she had a pretty nasty bump on her forehead from where he hit her with something. Nicole says she was screaming, now we haven't gotten to talk with her neighbors yet to see if they heard anything. But I suppose we can do that later as well." Olivia states.
Elliot listens to what she said and then adds his own input, "not much was turned up at the scene, two fingerprints on the window that most likely belonged to our vic, and a partial footprint that doesn't help unless we have a shoe to match it to."
Cragen nodded, "we think we might have another victim."
"So soon?"
He nodded, "the only things we have to go by are circumstantial, mainly the description of the victim. Brunette, hazel eyes, not very tall, college student who worked at a bar. In fact, this vic and our last vic, Nicole, are in the same psychology class. I've got Munch and Fin at the scene, while the evidence from your other case is being processed I want you two to go down to the hospital. Maybe this girl will have more information."
Olivia nodded, "which hospital is she at?"
"The same one, St. Catherine's."
"What's her name?" Elliot asked.
"Rebecca Hopkins."
Both detectives nodded and stood up. They walked outside and Olivia went to her car and took out her keys. She noticed Elliot wasn't behind her and she turned around, "what?" She asked staring him straight in the face. Confused.
He shook his head and put his keys into his pocket, walking away from his car to the passengers side of hers he replied, "nothing."
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St. Catherine's
Olivia was about to tell Elliot to wait outside the room once again when he cut her off, "Liv, I've got to go in too. They have male doctors you know, they have to deal with being around males sometime or another."
She sighed and nodded her head, "you're right." She pushed the door open and they walked into the room. Rebecca was asleep and Olivia placed a hand on her shoulder to wake her. She jolted forward from the contact and store at Olivia and Elliot for a second, she tensed up and held the covers close to her.
"Who are you?"
"I'm detective Benson, this is my partner detective Stabler. We're here to ask you a few questions, do you think you can answer them?"
She eased up, "I'll try."
"Can you tell us what you did last night, before coming home?" Elliot asked.
She nodded, "I had a late Trig class, then I went to work until the bar closed at 2. I got home around 2:45."
"And was there anything strange about work?" Olivia asked.
She shook her head, "no more than usual. A few drunks hit on me, a few bought me drinks, which I declined. I'm not that much of a drinker, I try to limit myself to one when working. I can't get drunk on the job." She thinks for a second, "but. Now that you mention it, there was this one guy who was very persistent about buying me a drink. I don't remember which kind, but after a while of his pushing the bouncer threw him out. He was gone when I got off work."
Elliot nodded, "and what about home? Was there anything strange about your apartment when you came home?"
She shakes her head, "no. Nothing."
"Did you leave any windows unlocked?"
"Well, yeah. But I live on the second floor."
Olivia nods, "alright. Can you tell us what happened?"
She's silent for a second before she starts, "I fell asleep once I came home, didn't even bother changing. I woke up sometime during the middle of the night, somebody was on top of me taking of my shirt. I screamed at the person to get off and tried to push, or hit, or something. Nothing worked. Sometime during the course of the…act, he hit me with something, hard and heavy. I passed out and that's the last thing that I remember."
"Do you think you can give us a description of the man?"
"Uh…it was dark, I couldn't see his face, but his eyes were blue. That I saw. He was taller than me, but I'm not sure by how much. He wasn't heavy, but he wasn't light. That's about all I call tell you physical wise. But, I do remember that he smelt like a new car, which I thought was strange."
"Ok," Olivia said, "that helps us out." She hands her one of her cards, "if you remember anything else, call. Anytime, be it 2 in the afternoon or 4 in the morning."
Rebecca smiles sadly, "thank you."
Elliot and Olivia stand up and walk out of the hospital room. They make their way to room 231, where Nicole was. They rode the elevator down one floor and walked to the room. Olivia knocked on the door and then opened it when Nicole called from the other side.
"Nicole?" She said as she entered the room, "this is detective Stabler, my partner. We need to ask you a few more questions."
She nods, "go ahead."
"Can you tell us anything about the man in particular? Did you see his eye color, was he tall or short, did he smell a certain way?" Elliot asks.
She thinks for a moment, "I think his eyes were blue, but they could have been hazel." She searches her brain, "no…they were blue, definitely blue. I'm not sure how tall he was, but he had to have been taller than I was, he was strong, and oddly enough, he smelt like a new car. That brand new leather smell."
Olivia nods, "and, was there anything different about your apartment when you came home?"
"If there was I didn't notice it. Like I said before, I'm pretty sure I left my window open. If he got in anyway it was through the window. The ironic thing is I use to love that I lived on the first floor, now I wish I didn't. In fact, I think I'm going to move, get out of that apartment complex entirely, if it's not secure enough to keep prowlers out then I don't think I want to live there."
"Alright. Thank you Nicole, that will help us a lot." Elliot says.
Olivia hands Nicole her card, "if you remember anything, don't hesitate to call."
She takes the card, "I won't."
They walk out of the hospital room and down to Olivia's car. "Well, at least we have a description now."
Elliot nods, "it's a start."
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a/n: Ok, so next chapter. Tell me how I'm doing, please! You know, the funniest thing just happened, I'm watching the x-files (my other obsession) and Munch is in the particular episode I'm on. And I'm not talking just the actor who plays him, it's actually Munch, ironic no? But, he's not on SVU, he's on homicide. Still, I thought it was strange. Anyway, please, please, review!
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Detective Olivia Benson sighed as she sat in the chair in front of her superiors desk. This had to be something big if he took them out of the middle of an investigation.
The Captain looked at them for a split-second before he spoke up, "have you found anything useful?"
"The girl doesn't remember much. But I'm thinking I might go by the hospital later and see if I can get a description of the man, no matter how vague it may be. See if maybe she heard him say something, but that's not very likely considering she had a pretty nasty bump on her forehead from where he hit her with something. Nicole says she was screaming, now we haven't gotten to talk with her neighbors yet to see if they heard anything. But I suppose we can do that later as well." Olivia states.
Elliot listens to what she said and then adds his own input, "not much was turned up at the scene, two fingerprints on the window that most likely belonged to our vic, and a partial footprint that doesn't help unless we have a shoe to match it to."
Cragen nodded, "we think we might have another victim."
"So soon?"
He nodded, "the only things we have to go by are circumstantial, mainly the description of the victim. Brunette, hazel eyes, not very tall, college student who worked at a bar. In fact, this vic and our last vic, Nicole, are in the same psychology class. I've got Munch and Fin at the scene, while the evidence from your other case is being processed I want you two to go down to the hospital. Maybe this girl will have more information."
Olivia nodded, "which hospital is she at?"
"The same one, St. Catherine's."
"What's her name?" Elliot asked.
"Rebecca Hopkins."
Both detectives nodded and stood up. They walked outside and Olivia went to her car and took out her keys. She noticed Elliot wasn't behind her and she turned around, "what?" She asked staring him straight in the face. Confused.
He shook his head and put his keys into his pocket, walking away from his car to the passengers side of hers he replied, "nothing."
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St. Catherine's
Olivia was about to tell Elliot to wait outside the room once again when he cut her off, "Liv, I've got to go in too. They have male doctors you know, they have to deal with being around males sometime or another."
She sighed and nodded her head, "you're right." She pushed the door open and they walked into the room. Rebecca was asleep and Olivia placed a hand on her shoulder to wake her. She jolted forward from the contact and store at Olivia and Elliot for a second, she tensed up and held the covers close to her.
"Who are you?"
"I'm detective Benson, this is my partner detective Stabler. We're here to ask you a few questions, do you think you can answer them?"
She eased up, "I'll try."
"Can you tell us what you did last night, before coming home?" Elliot asked.
She nodded, "I had a late Trig class, then I went to work until the bar closed at 2. I got home around 2:45."
"And was there anything strange about work?" Olivia asked.
She shook her head, "no more than usual. A few drunks hit on me, a few bought me drinks, which I declined. I'm not that much of a drinker, I try to limit myself to one when working. I can't get drunk on the job." She thinks for a second, "but. Now that you mention it, there was this one guy who was very persistent about buying me a drink. I don't remember which kind, but after a while of his pushing the bouncer threw him out. He was gone when I got off work."
Elliot nodded, "and what about home? Was there anything strange about your apartment when you came home?"
She shakes her head, "no. Nothing."
"Did you leave any windows unlocked?"
"Well, yeah. But I live on the second floor."
Olivia nods, "alright. Can you tell us what happened?"
She's silent for a second before she starts, "I fell asleep once I came home, didn't even bother changing. I woke up sometime during the middle of the night, somebody was on top of me taking of my shirt. I screamed at the person to get off and tried to push, or hit, or something. Nothing worked. Sometime during the course of the…act, he hit me with something, hard and heavy. I passed out and that's the last thing that I remember."
"Do you think you can give us a description of the man?"
"Uh…it was dark, I couldn't see his face, but his eyes were blue. That I saw. He was taller than me, but I'm not sure by how much. He wasn't heavy, but he wasn't light. That's about all I call tell you physical wise. But, I do remember that he smelt like a new car, which I thought was strange."
"Ok," Olivia said, "that helps us out." She hands her one of her cards, "if you remember anything else, call. Anytime, be it 2 in the afternoon or 4 in the morning."
Rebecca smiles sadly, "thank you."
Elliot and Olivia stand up and walk out of the hospital room. They make their way to room 231, where Nicole was. They rode the elevator down one floor and walked to the room. Olivia knocked on the door and then opened it when Nicole called from the other side.
"Nicole?" She said as she entered the room, "this is detective Stabler, my partner. We need to ask you a few more questions."
She nods, "go ahead."
"Can you tell us anything about the man in particular? Did you see his eye color, was he tall or short, did he smell a certain way?" Elliot asks.
She thinks for a moment, "I think his eyes were blue, but they could have been hazel." She searches her brain, "no…they were blue, definitely blue. I'm not sure how tall he was, but he had to have been taller than I was, he was strong, and oddly enough, he smelt like a new car. That brand new leather smell."
Olivia nods, "and, was there anything different about your apartment when you came home?"
"If there was I didn't notice it. Like I said before, I'm pretty sure I left my window open. If he got in anyway it was through the window. The ironic thing is I use to love that I lived on the first floor, now I wish I didn't. In fact, I think I'm going to move, get out of that apartment complex entirely, if it's not secure enough to keep prowlers out then I don't think I want to live there."
"Alright. Thank you Nicole, that will help us a lot." Elliot says.
Olivia hands Nicole her card, "if you remember anything, don't hesitate to call."
She takes the card, "I won't."
They walk out of the hospital room and down to Olivia's car. "Well, at least we have a description now."
Elliot nods, "it's a start."
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a/n: Ok, so next chapter. Tell me how I'm doing, please! You know, the funniest thing just happened, I'm watching the x-files (my other obsession) and Munch is in the particular episode I'm on. And I'm not talking just the actor who plays him, it's actually Munch, ironic no? But, he's not on SVU, he's on homicide. Still, I thought it was strange. Anyway, please, please, review!