Chapter 5:
Crime Lab
One Police Plaza
April 19, 2006
"I'd say that would be your best bet," Warner said to Elliot and Olivia at the crime lab after confronting her about the cop theory. "But it isn't positive. Neither the gun nor the bullets are special. If it is a cop, probably won't be a detective though."
"Why's that?" Elliot asked.
"Judging by John's wound."
"It was that bad of a shot?" Olivia asked.
"Barely missed his heart. But I guarantee you it wasn't on purpose. He missed because he can't aim."
"And a detective needs to know how to shoot to kill," Olivia offered.
"Exactly."
"Ok, now answer my question," Elliot started. "If we find the gun, you'll be able to match it to the bullet?" Warner smiled at that.
"Without breaking a sweat.
Meanwhile back at the SVU squad room, Cameron and Fin were shortening their search of M.O.'s. "Ok, here's one," Cameron started staring at her computer screen. "Used police style gun. Girl was eight years old." She started to lift her body in enthusiasm, hoping against hope she finally found her perp. Her shoulders slunk back down. "Died in Sing-Sing two years ago." She looked over her computer at Fin. "Have any better luck?"
"The perp's into internet porn. He started taking pictures of Lisa and posting them on a website." Cameron circled around the two desks towards her temporary partner.
"Anyway to trace the modem?"
"The tech guys already tried. They sent the site to me. No luck, this guy knows what he's doing."
"Ok what about location? Where they could be based on scenery." Cameron looked at the screen and realized that was a stupid question. The scenery was pitch black. That meant one thing. They could be anywhere. "That looks like a "no" to me." She sighed. "How the hell are we supposed to find this guy?"
"Hey listen to this. 'She's a pretty little thing isn't she?'"
"I don't need to know his perverted fantasies Fin." Cameron interrupted.
"Let me finish. 'She's a pretty little thing isn't she? Normally I don't go so young. A nice fifteen year old hooker are my favorites. Don't get me wrong I haven't given up on them, but it's nice to have consistency in life.'" he looked up. Cameron was shocked at what she just heard. Fin was just as equally shocked but he didn't show it on his face.
"So, he likes hookers does he?"
"I got a plan if your interested."
"If it'll catch the son of a bitch then I'm always interested."
"Call Elliot, we're going to need help on this one."
A young looking girl wearing a lot of make-up, trying to make herself look older, but only succeeding in making herself look younger, stood on a street corner wearing a mini black leather skirt and red leather halter under a brown fur coat. It was Cameron Holiday, undercover as a prostitute to catch the perp that shot John. Fin stood across the street in a telephone booth watching her intently.
"The perp hasn't shown yet."
"Keep watching," Cragen said from his car about a block away. Olivia sat in the passenger seat.
"Where did she get that? God she looks just like a prostitute."
"That's the idea." Cragen put his wrist to his mouth. "You got anything Elliot?"
"No," Elliot responded. He was in a shop behind Cameron acting like he was washing windows. So far they had been out for an hour and the perp didn't show. "Maybe we should rethink this. This is pretty dangerous. What if it is the guy?"
"Better a prepared cop than an innocent girl," Cragen responded.
"Guys, my feet are starting to hurt. How do we know he'll even show up tonight?"Cameron complained. At that moment, a young man of about twenty-one showed up. He looked Cameron up and down before finally approaching her.
"Hey girl," he said. He pushed his sandy blond hair off his forehead.
"Hey yourself." She responded in a flirtatious manner. She checked him out with her eyes as she gave him her best sexy smirk.
"He's got a gun," Elliot said peering through his window.
"What caliber?" Asked Olivia.
"Looks like a twenty-two to me."
"Looks like we got our guy." She looked over at Cragen. He put his hand up to stop her from leaving the car.
"We're not sure yet, he could just be a pervert. Twenty-two's a pretty popular caliber."
"How much?" The boy asked Cameron.
"Ooh, I'm sensing you don't like foreplay."
"I like to get down to business."
"Of course."
"So, how much?"
"Seventy bucks an hour."
"What!" He shouted. Cameron acted like she was worried someone would come around.
"Yo, keep it down!"
"Seventy! That's too much!" He started to walk away.
"Fine. Go, but I guarantee you won't find anyone better than me." She smirked. The guy stopped. Then he turned back towards Cameron. Quickly, he ran over, grabbed Cameron and dragged her into the alley nearby. "Hey what the hell are you doing!" she said as he dragged her further.
"Guys, we gotta get in there!" Fin shouted. He left his telephone booth, Elliot ran round to the back of the shop and left through the rear door. When he got outside he couldn't see Cameron or the guy anywhere.
Then he heard a scream.
He ran as fast as he could towards the scream, the others followed.
The guy was on top of Cameron, pinning her down. She was starting to cry as she struggled to get free. "Please!" She pleaded. "Please let me go! Please." Her attacker just laughed.
"So, your worth seventy huh? Let's see about that." Cameron screamed again as her attacker started to unzip his pants.
In one quick motion Cameron grabbed the gun behind her attacker's back and put the barrel on his temple. He stopped moving. She smiled.
"Keep going. See what happens." Elliot came barreling towards the guy. He grabbed him by his shirt collar and thrust him backwards with ease. Elliot pushed him so the guy's face was shoved into the nearby building.
"Ow, you bastard you broke my nose!"
"You'll be lucky if that's all I break." Elliot, Fin, and Cragen came running over. Cameron stood up and put the gun to her side.
"You alright?" Fin asked her across the alley.
"Fine!" she answered.
"Your in a lot of trouble Mr. Heslocki," Olivia said, circling around the guy who tried to rape Cameron back at the station house in an interrogation room. "Rape is a very serious crime."
"It wasn't rape! She was willing!" Heslocki yelled.
"Come on," Elliot said mockingly. "Even you can't believe that!"
"She's a whore! She's always willing!"
"When a woman says no, and your pinning her down so you don't have to pay for it, that's rape!" Olivia yelled, getting in Heslocki's face.
"And besides, she wasn't a prostitute. She's a cop." Elliot said eerily calm. Heslocki was horrified.
"A cop? Your bluffing! Why would a cop be hanging out on a street corner?"
"To catch you," Olivia said. She smiled slightly at Heslocki as he sat there confused. She tossed a picture of Lisa Larkman at him. He looked down disgusted. It was one of the pictures from Lisa's website.
"What is this?" He looked at Olivia, then Elliot. "Why are you showing me this?"
"This little girl was kidnaped and now she's being used in kiddie porn!" Liv yelled.
"What does this have to do with me? I don't know her!"
"Oh I'm sure you do. And once you tell me and my partner we might be able to set up a deal. If your lucky."she smiled.
"I'm telling you I don't know her!"
"You're a liar!" Elliot screamed, he stood up and got directly in the perp's face. "You kidnaped her, shot a cop and now your making kiddie porn with her!"
"That's disgusting! I'm telling you I didn't kidnap her! I'm not even in to kids!"
"And tonight?" Liv said.
"I thought she was like sixteen!"
"So either way you're a pedophile!" Said Olivia loudly.
"No, I'm not!"
"No, you just wanted to have sex with a sixteen year old?" Elliot yelled.
"It's not illegal! I'm seventeen!" He started to blush. Olivia and Elliot backed away. "She was hot." He looked up to the two detectives for something. Neither knew what. He sighed and began to speak again. "Look, all my friends lost their virginity, and none of the girls at school would have sex with me, they thought I would talk about them to all of my friends. Because my friends did that to them. So my buddy Mike told me that I should just get a hooker! And he told me to go to that corner, 'cause it always had the hottest chicks. And I got there, and Mike was right. She was hot. But when she told me seventy bucks an hour I lost it!"
"But you still wanted to lose your virginity!" Elliot yelled.
"Yeah!"
"So you pull her into the alley, where you planned on raping her, and then shooting her so she couldn't rat on you!"
"No!" He looked horrified, "You think I was going to kill her?"
"You had a gun! And that's down in the lab right now, and when those results come back, we'll pin you for Lisa Larkman's kidnaping!"
"I'm telling you I didn't kidnap her!" Olivia stood up straight. Elliot sat down across from Heslocki, covered his mouth, with a grim look on his face.
"We'll see about that," said Olivia, and with that the two detectives left the room. Outside Fin came towards them holding a folder. Elliot and Olivia headed towards their desks. "That the lab report?" she sat down. Fin nodded.
"Please tell me he's our perp."
"Didn't match. He didn't kidnap Lisa."
"Damn," Liv rubbed at her eyes. She was tired. But she didn't want to be. She had to catch the man who shot her colleague.
The others felt the same as her. Too tired to get any work done. And too stubborn to go home. Finally Fin couldn't stand it. "Hey guys, I'm going to head home. I'll see you tomorrow." He put his leather jacket on.
"Are you sure?" Olivia asked.
"Yeah, I want to stop by and see Ken tonight. See if he wants to go to a movie or something."
"Alright." And with that he left. Olivia looked towards Elliot. He got up and put his coat on. Olivia stood shocked. "Elliot, don't tell me your leaving too!"
"I'm heading upstairs to get a couple hours of sleep."
"Elliot we need to find her!"
"And we will. But we can't do anything if we're too tired to focus. You should think about getting some sleep too." He looked at her with concerned eyes. Olivia was on the verge of crying.
"I can't. Not when I know that Lisa isn't." Elliot nodded. He walked off towards the dormitory upstairs. Olivia stood for a moment doing nothing. She couldn't believe how easily everyone gave up on Lisa. She could see why. Things weren't the same since Munch was shot. They lost someone important. Someone who meant so much to them. He wasn't just their colleague he was their friend. John Munch went into her mother's file to try and find her rapist to give Olivia something about where she comes from. He tried. Just because he was Munch, its what he did. He helped you out, he made jokes. He was.
Munch.
She looked over and saw Cameron pouring herself a cup of coffee. Suddenly it finally hit her what happened that night. She was almost raped!
"Hey," she said after she walked towards the other woman.
"Hey," Cameron looked up. "You don't look very happy. I take it the gun didn't match."
"No, it didn't. We can charge him with assault if you-"
"No, the kid didn't do anything." Cameron poured about seven teaspoons of sugar into her coffee.
"Hey listen, if you ever need to talk."
"Oh god, not again," Cameron said exasperated. She started to chuckle. "Fin, Cragen and Elliot already gave me that speech tonight. I hear it one more time, I'll scream."
"Cameron, you were almost raped tonight." There, she said. Cameron, however, looked like she was going to start laughing.
"No I wasn't."
"Cameron-"
"You guys had my back, I know you wouldn't have let anything happen. And even if you weren't there it wouldn't have made a difference. I was in control of that situation the entire time! I screamed to get him to think that he was in control." Olivia was confused. Cameron just continued to smile. "You don't have to worry about me Liv, I'm fine." She turned back towards her coffee to pour in some creamer. Olivia nodded.
"Listen, I'm going to go home for a while to get a change of clothes and shower. You going to stay here?"
"Yeah, why not? I guess I can do the whole "Cop Thing"." Liv nodded again.
"Ok, I'll only be gone about an hour."
"Provided the streets aren't backed up."
"Yeah. See ya."
"Bye" Olivia left. Cameron finished fixing her coffee. She looked around to see if anyone was around and wiped a single tear off her cheek.
Hey! Finally right? Yeah yeah yeah I know I know. But I couldn't help it! It was homecoming weekend! And our team came out victorious thanks for asking. 31- 6! That was a sexy game! Lol, ok um give me feedback people! I need feedback! I want to know if you think I should finish! If you don't...TOUGH SHIT I'M GOING TO ANYWAYS! Lol. Alright, see ya!