A/N: Sorry it took me so long to post this chapter, but after a not so good report card, I need some hard-core studying time.

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Olivia pressed the record button on the tape recorder that was sitting on the table between the two chairs she and Casey were currently occupying. "Report #102 filed by the state of New York in regard to the kidnapping, rape and assault of minor Mackenzie Johnson. All attempts to locate and contact the mother and/or legal age sister have been unsuccessful. Except for a three month-old sister, there is no other next of kin and no father is known or on record. As of two o'clock this afternoon, her attorney Serena Southerlyn has been given temporary guardianship over the minor by Judge Gregory Shelland and will act as her guardian until a family member is successfully contacted. Present are the minor, Mackenzie Johnson, Serena Southerlyn, Assistant District Attorney Casey Novak and Detective Olivia Benson."

She opened her notepad and looked to Serena for permission to begin. Serena looked to Mackenzie who nodded. She then turned back to Olivia and gave her silent permission to begin the questioning. 'All right, easy stuff first.' She thought to herself. "Okay Mackenzie, can you state your full name, age and birthday for the record?"

"Mackenzie Paige Johnson, sixteen, June 22, 1989."

"Where do you go to school?"

"McKenna Academy. It's a private, year-round boarding school for girls in Canada." Serena noticed her tense up a bit, so she patted her knee to let her know that someone was there for her.

Olivia noticed this too and decided to ask a few completely irrelevant questions just to make her feel a little more comfortable before she brought up the completely relevant questions. "You like school?"

Mackenzie looked a little confused. "Yeah I guess so."

"What kind of classes did you take last year?"

'Random.' She thought."My everyday classes?" Olivia nodded. "Well, beside my regular English, math, science, history and languages classes-I had drama, show choir and I took tennis and dance instead of gym."

"What about after school?"

"Depending on the day-I had drama club, mock trial or horseback riding."

"Sounds like you were pretty busy."

"Well when you spend fifty weeks a year at this place, you find stuff to do with your free time."

Casey cleared her throat. 'Yeah, yeah, I get it.' Olivia thought. "So you only spend two weeks at home?"

"Yeah, usually Christmas break and then one week during the summer. But this year-I mean the last school year-I went home during April vacation because the sophomores always take a summer trip somewhere and I wouldn't have been able to make it home."

Olivia nodded and Casey again cleared her throat, but this time she added in a few coughs to get her point across. "Would you get on with it?" She whispered so that only Olivia could hear her. Olivia glared at her. "I'm working on it." She whispered right back. 'This isn't working.' She turned the tape recorder off, excused herself and pulled Casey out into the hallway. "Casey you can't be in there."

"But Huang said-"

"No. Huang said that there should be two people in there that she trusts and feels comfortable with. Serena seems to have connected with Mackenzie. I can't have you in there rushing my questions. If you haven't noticed, Mackenzie tensed up on the second question and I was only asking her those questions to put her at ease before I had to start asking about what happened. No one can imagine how hard this is for her and you interrupting just makes the situation worse." With that, she turned and went back into the room.

"Sorry about that." She sat back down and took a deep breath. 'Okay, lets just get through these questions and then we'll see how it goes.' She turned the tape recorder back on and continued as if nothing had happened. "So what made you switch your week in the summer with April vacation? Why not February vacation?"

"Originally I wasn't going to go home at all. It was actually my mother's idea not to. She said that the extra time would be great for some extra-credit work and maybe I could squeeze in a few horse shows or tennis matches."

"What made her change her mind?"

"She said that she had something to tell us-my sister and I." She corrected.

"What?"

"She had a baby…See you would think that this would be something that a mother would tell her kids before she actually had the baby, but no…not out mother. When she met us at the airport, she had the baby with her. That was the first we heard of her."

"Maybe she wanted to surprise you?" It was more of a statement that a question.

"With a baby?..No, our mother couldn't pull off surprising us with a notebook. She couldn't have had the baby for more than a day or maybe two at the most."

Olivia tried to remain professional. "You don't think the baby's hers?"

"Are you kidding?" Mackenzie stared at her in disbelief. "I know the baby's not hers. First of all, I would have known. She called at least once a week and I'd seen her at Christmas, not even three months before Emma was born. Now, I know that some people don't get that big when they're pregnant, but at six months along…" She left the rest for Olivia to fill in.

Olivia figured that they had stayed away from the topic long enough. There were two rapists running around free as well a woman who kidnapped a former Assistant District Attorney's daughter fourteen years ago and who knows who's baby two to three months ago. As much as she wished that she didn't have to, Olivia knew that then only way to catch any of them was through Mackenzie's testimony. She's the link. "What happened Kenzie?"

Mackenzie looked out the window at the rain falling over the pond and took a deep breath. This wasn't going to be easy. "Alright, ummm…I guess it pretty much all started the day I got home. With the new baby and everything, I got to thinking about me as a baby. We have this cupboard above the TV in the den that's full of photo albums. I was looking through my baby book and saw that all of my pictures started when I was about two. Then I looked through Courtney's and hers all started way before she was born. There were ultra sounds, baby shower pictures, a shower invitation and even her birth certificate and hospital bracelet…but there was nothing like that for me." She looked down and started fiddling around with her cast. "So I asked mom if I could see my birth certificate..and that's when she decided to take us into the city.

I don't know what she did all day, but she left us alone in the hotel the whole time. The third day we were there, I got tired of doing nothing, so I made up some lame excuse about going shopping and I left."

"You had no intention of going shopping did you?" Olivia asked.

"No I didn't. Once while Courtney was out taking a walk with Emma, I looked up the nearest Center for Missing and Exploited Children and the day I was supposed to be shopping, I went there. I told them that I thought that I was kidnapped and they asked me a few questions. Like my name-obviously-how old I was, when I thought I was kidnapped and a bunch of other questions. Then I gave them my cell phone number so that my mom wouldn't find out.

Now I didn't want anyone to suspect anything, so when I left I went and did some actual shopping. Then on my way back to the hotel, I got a call from the guy I had talked to at the center. He said that he needed me to come down again. So I did, and they took some blood for DNA and…I don't know the point of taking my prints was, but they did that too. He also asked me some other questions. Since it was getting late, I went to get some film developed and just as I was about to get into the cab to go back to the hotel, my cell rang again. This time it was the head of the center that called. So, I went down again."

After a minute of Mackenzie not elaborating, Olivia figured that they were getting close. "What happened when you got there?"

A single tear rolled down Mackenzie's cheek. "I didn't." Serena got off the bed and went around to the other side. She sat behind Mackenzie so that she could lean on her. She hoped that it would relax her a bit just to know that someone was there. "Um…well I got into the cab and before I could tell the guy where to go, I remember a sharp pain on the back of my head. Then I guess I passed out."

'That would explain the contusion and the concussion.' Olivia thought. "When did you wake up?"

"I don't know exactly. But it had to be a few hours later because before I got into the cab the sun was just starting to set and when I woke up the moon was up."

"Where were you when you woke up?"

Mackenzie tried to remember-to piece everything back together-but the anesthesia was making it difficult. Olivia noticed and let her take her time answering the question. "Umm… I think I was in warehouse. There were boxes and crates everywhere. There was only a little bit of light shining in through the windows from the moon, so I couldn't see much."

Olivia decided to let her tell her story. "Go on."

Mackenzie nodded and continued. "A few minutes later, four guys came in. Three of them pinned me to the ground, and the other injected me with something…I tried to get up, but I couldn't move and I tried to scream, but I couldn't even open my mouth…Then, the guy who held my legs down picked me up and carried me into one of the other rooms…I think we went into the third room from the left."

She thought for a minute. "Yes, it was the third door from the left. It looked like an office or something. The guy put me down on the couch and then the guy who gave me the shot came in, so he left…Then he just sort of stood there for a few minutes, but once he was done standing there, he went over to the desk and got something out. I figured that it was a pair of keys because I could hear them jingle and after he got them out, he used them to open the door behind the desk.

Then he picked me up and brought me into the room. I think it was supposed to be used as a closet because it was really really small. There was barley enough room for the cot and chair that were in there." She paused for a moment. "He put me down on the bed and sat down in the chair and he just stared at me until whatever it was that he injected me with started to ware off."

The room was cold and smelled highly of alcohol and smoke. Mackenzie groaned as she gradually regained control of her body. But the man was quick. He knew that this girl, while close to 100lbs. less than him, could do some serious damage, so before she had full control of her body, he strapped her down to the cot.

"Okay" He began as he fastened the last strap. It may have been dark, but Mackenzie could see what he looked like perfectly. He was a good few inches taller than her, maybe 5'11" or 6". He had darker skin, black hair and could easily be picked out of a line up. "Lets get down to business."

"Lets not." Mackenzie retorted. She may have been hit over the head, kidnapped, drugged and currently strapped to a cot, but she refused to play the victim.

"Oohh testy. You remind me of someone."

"Like who? Your mother?"

He laughed, as he watched Mackenzie struggle against the straps. "No, yours." That stopped her. "Hit a nerve did I?" Mackenzie remained silent and stared blankly up at the ceiling. "I thought so." Then he turned serious. "Now, lets get down to business. What's your name?"

Mackenzie knew that he wanted something. If he didn't, she would already be dead. "Why should I tell you? I'll bet you already know."

"You would think that now wouldn't you. But you see, I know all about your real mother, but as for the woman who kidnapped you…I know nothing."

"You knew how to find me, so you obviously have to know something." She turned her head away from him. "So I'd bet that you know more that you're letting on."

He was getting very tired of this very fast. To be sure that Mackenzie realized this, he smacked her with the barrel of his gun in the same place she was hit before. "I have no problem with killing you. Now, what is your name?"

As much as she hated this guy, Mackenzie valued her life a hell of a lot more. "Mackenzie Johnson."

"Thank-you. Where do you live?" Mackenzie didn't answer.

The man withdrew a vial and a needle from his pocket. Mackenzie tried to move away, but she was trapped. "Okay, let me tell you how this is going to go. For every question that you don't answer or answer unsatisfactorily, I will inject you with this stuff. How long you are paralyzed depends on how much I give you. How much I give you depends on how much you piss me off…Got it?"

All Mackenzie could manage was a slight nod.

"Good. Now, where do you live?"

Serena handed Mackenzie another tissue. "It went on like that for the first few days, but then he started asking me about me mother. My real mother."

"Where is she?" He slammed his fists down mere inched from Mackenzie's head.

"I told you. I don't know. I don't even remember her."

"Okay, you don't want to cooperate and I'm getting tired of using this stuff every few hours, so.." He filled the syringe full of the drug and injected it into Mackenzie. "This should paralyze you for the rest of the day." He went over to the door and opened it. "And just to make sure that you're willing to talk the next time we meet.." A younger man came into the room and slowly made his way over to the cot. He stopped and whispered in Mackenzie's ear. "Lets see what your mother's girlfriend thinks about this."

Olivia was in shock. Did this guy rape Mackenzie simply because Olivia was with SVU? She seriously hoped not. That fact that she was raped was hard enough, but if it turned out that this guy did it to send a message to Olivia, she would never forgive herself.

Mackenzie took another tissue as Serena tried to calm her down. "Shhhh….It's okay….deep breath. They can't hurt you anymore."

This was killing Olivia. She didn't want to play detective right now, she wanted to play mommy. She wanted to hold Mackenzie, chase away her demons and make everything okay. But she was already treading on thin ice. If it wasn't for the fact that Mackenzie trusted her, she's be off the case. One false move and Cragen would make sure that she was.

Mackenzie tried clearing her throat, but only succeeded in sending herself into a full blown coughing fit. Olivia quickly turned the tape recorder off and called for the doctor, who came running with two nurses right behind. Much to their dismay, Olivia and Serena were sent out of the room and forced to join Cragen and Huang at the end of the hall.