Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order: SVU or its characters; they belong to Dick Wolf.I do however own the small minor characters that do not appear on the show. I do not wish to make a profit off this fic, just some happy readers :)

A/N: Okay, this is my first fic, so do go easy. I know my summary sucked but hey, i tried. I will post the rest ASAP whether or not anyone reads. Do keep in mind that i don't know much about college and all its procedures, butI am once again, still trying. Also, although i love SVU, I don't know everything about the show, so i am probably going to tweak the show just a bit. Sorry if that upsets any of you die hard fans. Review if you want, please don't be mean, but construct criticism is welcome. Enjoy!

CHAPTER ONE:

"What do we have here?"

Olivia Benson approached the crime scene and glanced around casually. From the looks of it, Special Victims Unit had been on the scene at least 15 minutes. She ducked under the yellow tape closing off the alley and looked for a victim.

"Detective," M.E. Melinda Warner, the medical examiner on the scene, called to Olivia. Her long, straight, black hair was pulled back and she wore rubber gloves and a white lab coat.

"Here." She pointed down to the body, which was still being photographed and examined. Olivia walked over and flinched. The body was beaten to a bloody pulp and laid face down in the alleyway. Her clothes were tattered and ripped in some places. It belonged to a blonde-haired girl who looked no older than nineteen.

"From what I can tell, your victim was raped and beaten. However she probably died from asphyxiation," said Warner, pointing out the bruises and imprints on the victim's neck. "To add to that," Warner continued, "she suffered some trauma to the head, and has a couple broken ribs." She pointed to the girl's rib area which was swollen and purple with bruises. "She also had a broken wrist, and there was blood under the nails. We took some samples and sent them to the lab. I'm thinking this one defiantly fought back with a lot of force. Your perp must be really strong or heavyweight 'cuz she would've fought off you're average Joe in a heartbeat."

Olivia sighed. This was not an easy job and from the looks of it, this would be a difficult case. Putting away rapists and child molesters wasn't a stroll in the park. She looked back down at the body, dreading informing her parents of the tragedy.

"Do we have an I.D. on the body?"

"Stephanie Walker, age twenty, student at St. Francis College, probably has been dead about 7-8 hours. Gives you a time of death at around midnight or one," stated the M.E as she packed up her belongings and equipment. "I'm headed to the lab, if you have any more questions; you know where to find me."

As Melinda walked away, Olivia squatted to get one last look at the victim. She sighed once again and shook her head. How could anyone do such a deed to a girl who was barely an adult?

X X X

"Stephanie Walker, twenty years old, sophomore at St.Francis College in Brooklyn." Olivia explained to her partner, Elliot Stabler, her co-workers, Detectives John Munch and Odafin, or Fin, Tutuola, and her boss, Captain Don Cragen, as she hung up a picture of the victim on a white board. "Found beaten and raped in an alleyway. She fought back but wasn't successful. There was trauma to the head, ribs, and right wrist." She continued while hanging up pictures of the dead girl's injuries. "Best bet was he whacked her head and she went unconscious and he proceeded to rape her. She woke up, tried to fight him off, he broke her ribs and crushed her wrist trying to keep her down. There was some blood under the fingernails; it's at the lab now."

"Any leads on a Perp?" asked Cragen still looking at the board.

"Not yet, but Warner is doing more tests on the body as we speak," replied Munch.

"Is there anything that stands out about this girl? Like a tattoo, a piercing, a deformity, a race or background; anything that could give us some insight about our criminal?" Cragen asked with a little bit of firmness in his voice.

"Nope. Our victim is a white female with blonde hair and a clean record so far," stated Fin looking through a file.

Cragen rubbed his forehead and sighed. "Munch, Fin; I want you to head over to the school. Talk to the principle, teachers, even a roommate; get any information about this girl. See if you can find out who was with her last and where she was." The two detectives nodded. "Benson, Stabler; head over to the parent's house. Inform them of the death and see if they know anything. "

With that Olivia grabbed her jacket and walked out the door. She got in her car and waited for Elliot.

Already the two hadn't been off to a good start this morning. She knew he was still upset about his divorce but he was making it worse by keeping it all in. If he wanted to tell her she would be more than happy to listen. But still, he shrugged off the issue each time it was brought up. If he didn't want to talk about it, it was fine, but seeing her partner and best friend so uptight and distressed was really starting to get to her. She would just have to make him talk about it sooner or later. Sooner sounded better to her and she decided then and there that it would have to be tonight.

She broke out of her train of thought as Elliot open the car door and sat down in the passenger's seat. He slammed the door shut and pulled on his seatbelt without a word and an angry look on his face.

This was not what she had in mind for an early Tuesday morning.