Introduction:

Full Summary: SVU witnesses a traumatic event. Everyone has a counseling session with the precinct's therapist. The event really takes a tole on everyone…especially Olivia. Benson gets caught in a trap of depression, among other things...small situations involving some self mutilation. See warning. Who will be there to help her out of it? Love Triangle: Elliot, Olivia, Fin. (more E/O…occasional hints and scenes of O/F.) Okay crappy summary but I can guarantee that the story wont be crappy!

Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my second Fanfic. My first one was called, "Painful Love." (still working on it). Please R&R: I will accept flames, constructive criticisms, and wonderful compliments! Lol. Okay, I hope you guys really enjoy this one.

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Disclaimer: -I do not own any of these characters accept: the 'extras' in my story
-I do own the plot of this story
-I do not own any songs and/or poems within this story unless specified.
-I don't own the show Law & Order: SVU. If I did, this story wouldn't be here, it'd be turned into a show!

A Small Warning: This story contains course language and sexual references. It may not be suitable for all viewers. Parental Guidance Suggested. Lol…..I thought that would be an acceptable warning. So yeah. course lingo, sexual references, depression and some self mutilation. Please, if you are a cutter, former cutter or in the process of recovering, take this warning into consideration. If you are a cutter and are needing help, please talk to some one who you can trust! If you don't feel comfortable with talking to family or friends, (although I'm not sure of the numbers), there are hotlines that you can call such as Kids Help Phone and Teen Youth Line among others.

Tortured Tears

Chapter One

Disclaimer: See Introdiction

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Thank you to my reviewers. Lol I was surprised to see that people actual reviewed to tell me that they couldn't wait to read the story! Okay folks, here it is! Hope you all enjoy it!

"Benson. Stabler. 320 west 48th street. Apartment 114. Too much to explain. Just get a move on it," Cragen demanded as he walked out of his office. Elliot started to get up but stopped when he noticed that Olivia hadn't moved. She was sitting, staring blankly at the Captain but was startled but a loud, "NOW!" and quickly walked towards the front doors of the precinct, grabbing her jacket on the way.

She climbed into Elliot's car and sat quietly as he drove hurriedly to the address they were given. They were almost there when Elliot couldn't stand the silence. "Liv? You okay? You seem…distant."

"Hm? Oh yeah sorry. It's just weird that's all. I had this dream last night. Cragen gave us this address and told you and me to meet him there without giving us an explanation. When we got there, he lead us into an apartment on the first floor. All I remember after that is seeing blood and watching you get sick to your stomach. That's when I woke up."

"I'm sure that it's only a coincidence. Don't worry about it." Elliot turned to look at Olivia. He could tell that she wasn't convinced by his opinion. "If you want, I'll go in first and then come get you once I find out what's going on…" Olivia agreed and stayed in the car while she watched her partner walk up the steps to an old looking apartment building. The twinkling stars and the full moon caught her eye. She hadn't seen a cloudless night in quite some time. It seemed like hours had gone by before Elliot returned to the vehicle but when he did, Olivia didn't like what she saw. His shoes were drenched in blood, his face was white as a ghost and she could smell a hint of vomit among his breath. She was the first to speak. "No. No way Elliot. This can't be happening." Elliot sighed and nodded his head. "You have to come see for yourself. But I'll prepare you for what's coming…It's a woman, about 25 and a child around 5 or 6. We're assuming that the child is her son. It hasn't been confirmed that either were raped but it's a good possibility. They were found lying just a few feet away from the door. The manager saw blood seeping underneath the door and called the cops. Come on, I'll take you up there." Liv nodded and the both of them walked into the apartment building. It wasn't too hard to find the right apartment considering there were police officers coming in and out, not to mention all the blood that could be seen on the ground. Stabler and Benson made their way down the hall. Nothing could prepare Olivia for what she was about to see. Keeping her eyes focused on the wall ahead of her, she stepped around the pools of blood, into the apartment, over the two bodies and turned around. It took her a minute before she was able to look down at the victims. It was lucky Elliot was standing behind her because when she did look down she nearly collapsed and had to be held up by her partner. The deceased woman's face was sliced up so badly that there was hardly any skin left. Her eyes were wide open and one of the eyeballs was ripped out of her face. Her mouth was open, as if she were screaming only moments before she died. I hate how the dead can still show emotion, though Elliot, still holding his partner. The women had been shot twice in the thigh and stab several times but it was the strangulation that really killed her. A blue rope was still tied tightly around her neck, cutting into her flesh. Lying beside the woman was a young boy who couldn't be a day older than 6. His face only had a few cuts and scrapes but the rest of his body was bruised severely. Although his body was black, blue and purple, his face seemed to make him look so…peaceful.

Elliot and Olivia were turned away from the crime scene, facing the kitchen. "You okay Liv?" Her voice was scratchy but still understandable.

"What killed the boy?"

"Being beaten by the big bad bully. Come on, can you stand up on your own?" He received a small nod and slowly let go of the other detective who propped herself up against the wall. Her partner decided to check the other rooms of the apartment. Olivia managed to regain her composure and began talking to some one from Forensics when Elliot called to her from one of the bedrooms. Olivia's footsteps were fast, quickly leading her to the room. When she walked in, she saw Elliot kneeling on the ground facing the closet. He seemed to be whispering something. She also noticed something that confused her: the room was immaculate. Bed was made, clothes were hung, nothing was out of place.

"What is it Elliot?" He motioned for her to come over and when she did, her eyes met with a pair of bright blue ones. But these eyes weren't those of her partner's, but those of a small girl, sitting on the ground among the cluster of shoes and jackets. Her wavy blonde hair and fair skin made her look angelic. Scrunching up her tiny nose, she gave a small snivel and a single tear rolled down her cheek. There was some blood on her hands and her left leg. Leaving Olivia to talk to the young child, Elliot returned to the crime scene.

"Hi. My name is Olivia Benson and I'm a detective. Can you tell me what your name is?" she asked in a hushed tone. The girl mumbled something that the detective couldn't understand. "Sorry?"

"I'm not aloud to tell you."

"Why not?"

"I'm not aloud to talk to people I don't know."

"Well you know what? It's okay to tell me because I'm a police officer and I promise that I won't let anything bad happen to you. So do you think that you could tell me your name sweetheart?"

"Tracy," The young child answered.

"Okay Tracy. How old are you?"

"I'm 4," she said, holding up the right number of fingers. "How old are you?" The detective gave a small smile and whispered her age into the girl's ear. "But don't tell anybody else. They'll just think that I'm old." Olivia stood up and outstretched her hand. "You need to come with me okay? We're going to the precinct where I work." She was surprised when Tracy shook her head. "It's okay, Tracy."

"My leg hurts really bad. Can you carry me?" Olivia nodded and scooped up the girl. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I want you to close your eyes until we get outside okay?"

"Okay." Closing her eyes, Tracy buried her head into Olivia's shoulder. The two of them walked down the hall and were just about out the front door when Tracy took a peek to see what she was missing. The sound of muffled screams scared Olivia and everyone else in the room so much that half the people drew their guns. Olivia quickly realized that the screams were coming from Tracy when her shoulder became damp with salty tears and the child in her arms was shaking.

Sorry. That's it for now. I'm about to start working on chapter two. Although, I think I'm staying with my dad until Saturday night or Sunday which means that I wont have access to a computer. My birthday is also on Saturday (I'll be 14!) so I'll be pretty busy. I will hopefully have chapter two up by…Tuesday evening? Thanks for your patience!