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Rodney Turner.

A 32 year old security computer technician.

Turner was not only the lone technician who's whereabouts could not be accounted for the previous morning but he also rubbed all three detectives the wrong way.

Shortly after bringing Turner up the squad room Elliot called Olivia.

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"I don't know Elliot…", Olivia sighed, "I'm not sure she can handle it."

"You've gotta talk to her, Liv", Elliot replied. "I wish there was another way but…"

Now it was Elliot's turn to sigh.

"We got the rape kit back, Liv", Elliot said. "It was positive for fluids. Now we've got DNA and a suspect but no way to link the two. The only way we're going to get Turner's DNA is with a court order and the only way we're going to get a court order is if Casey can pick him out of a lineup."

"I hear what you're saying, El, and I know you're right it's just…", Olivia lowered her voice, "I've never seen her like this before, El. It's like she's shutting down."

Both detectives were silent for a moment before Elliot spoke again.

"Munch and Fin have Turner in interrogation now. Now that we've got him we're going to have to charge him or let him go and this guy… now that he knows we're on to him if we let him go I'm not sure we'll be able to find him again."

Elliot paused, "Try and talk to her, Liv… if you really think she can't handle it then we'll try to figure something else out…"

Olivia sighed. She knew there'd be nothing left to figure out. Elliot was right. Once Munch and Fin cut him loose this guy would bolt and they wouldn't likely get another chance at him.

Olivia silently weighed the pros and cons of sheltering Casey but at the same time letting a potential rapist back on the street. Under any other circumstances there wouldn't be any question as to what had to be done. But now… after the hospital and the interview and the nightmares… Olivia seriously questioned whether or not Casey could handle having to see her attacker again.

"Liv?"

Olivia jumped slightly as Elliot's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"What? Sorry, I'm still here.", she replied. "I'll talk to her, El… but it has to be her decision. If she says no we scrap the whole thing, deal?"

"Ok", Elliot conceded and then paused before continuing, "listen, Liv, I think we all want what's best for Casey here. I don't want to hurt her any more than you do…"

"I know, El. Let me talk to her and I'll call you back and let you know what she says.", Olivia replied before saying goodbye and hanging up her phone.

Making her way back to the living room Olivia saw that Casey was still in pretty much the same position that she had left her in.

Olivia dreaded what she was about to do. She knew the Casey sitting in front of her was a traumatized victim but she also knew that the old Casey was still in there somewhere.

That's actually what had her concerned at the moment.

She knew that despite whatever the young attorney was going through, the old Casey would force herself to do the lineup.

Olivia just had this horrible feeling that Casey wasn't ready….