Chapter 2 – A face that fits.
Precinct
Olivia was beginning to get frustrated, the girl kept on being so vague and the picture was still blank, she should have let Amy do this bit to get back at her for calling her Benson, but no she'd gotten back at her by insisting that she go to pick up the psychological profile as it was Huang that was doing it. The girl had originally said that she'd gotten a good look at the guy, but now she was saying she hadn't seen his face. Olivia wanted to bang not only her own head but also the girls head against the wall in order to knock some sense into it. Just as Olivia was about to give up and suggest a break the girl began to remember and a picture was formed.
"His face was sort of round, really round." The girl managed to say as Olivia's head neared the wall. "He sort of had curtains but he's not young, I'd say in his 50's."
"What about his eyes?" Olivia asked hopefully.
"Blue, pale blue, I'd recognise those eyes anywhere and they were sunk deep into his face but they were blue." The girl then went on to describe the mans nose and mouth and slowly but surely a picture was formed.
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"No name but we've got a match on a case from a few years ago, looks like the guy's a habitual offender and he's slipped up for the second time. Amy gotten back from Huang yet?" Elliot asked walking over to where Olivia was sat working at her desk.
"Yeah, she said that the guy's got a thing for tattoos and markings, visible ones and he's been doing it for years. Likely to have started out on women with blemishes, you know a mole on their face, a visible birthmark. She's going through past cases to see if anything turns up, and we've also gotten a picture of the guy, I'm going to see if the other victims recognise him, want to join me?" Olivia replied not looking up from her notes.
"It's either that or help Amy sift through millions of files; she's good at that type of thing so I wouldn't want to disturb her." Elliot answered passing Olivia her coat as she stood up.
"I figured you'd say as much." Olivia smiled zipping up her coat.
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House of Brittany Hempstead
"That's definitely him, the eyes are spot on." The woman in her twenties told the two detectives who were investigating her attack.
"We were wondering if you have any tattoos that were visible on the night you were assaulted." Olivia said to the woman who was sat across from her.
"I've got one on my shoulder and the shirt I was wearing showed it, do you think that my tattoo is why I was assaulted?" Brittany asked slightly alarmed.
"It's just an angle we're investigating, is there anything else that you've remembered since we last spoke to you?" Elliot asked knowing that they needed all the information they could get.
"No sorry, I can barely remember anything it all happened so fast, I'm just glad that someone showed up when they did, I keep thinking that he could have raped me or even killed. You think it's him doing all these other rapes and attacks don't you?" She asked looking the female detective square in the eye, Olivia nodded in response. "Well I really do hope you catch the guy before he rapes anyone else, I was lucky I doubt all his victims will be."
"Rest assured we'll keep you informed." Elliot told her as he and Olivia made their way to the door.
"Thanks."
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Precinct
"Amy's still trudging her way through a mountain of files, she should be done by the time she's 30, or maybe Cragen's age. How did it go with the girl and the picture?" Fin asked as Olivia and Elliot returned to the office.
"Positive picture, exactly how she remembers him, but as of yet we've nothing on the system." Olivia replied at same time Cragen emerged from his office.
"I think someone should go and give Amy a hand, the Sergeant downstairs just called and told me that she's started talking to herself, actually she's singing, although it's not bothering him at the moment he says she hasn't had a break and looks like she could do with a rest." He said, immediately the guys all looked at Olivia.
"Why me?" She asked holding her hands up.
"First you got her to do the task in the first place, second you're chummy with her and third you're a woman so you can deal with crazy women because lets face it you are one." Much said ducking behind Fin as he said it because Olivia threw a stapler at him before storming off.
"Must be PMS." Fin observed with a chuckle as Olivia stormed off in the direction of the records room glad that the stapler had missed.
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"Amy?" Olivia asked walking into the room, she could hear the younger woman's singing but she couldn't see her.
"Over here behind the mountain. What's up?" Amy asked as Olivia reached her, Amy looked tired and was nursing several paper cuts.
"I've come to give you a hand, we're still waiting for a hit on the picture but Brittany says it's the guy who attacked her. You turned up anything yet?" Olivia asked pulling up the chair next to Amy and picking up a file glad that the younger woman had been given this task instead of her.
"Something from a few years ago, no real mo, the photographs have revealed a few tattoos, I've made a pile of the ones that I've come across thus far. There are a few from even further back but nothing solid, there were no names of suspects, no possible connections between the victims either, the locations different each time. I'm thinking the guy keeps leaving the area for various reasons, maybe the police got close. I'll double back through them when I've finished my current mountain." Amy nodded gesturing to the pile next to her, Olivia put down the pile that she was flicking through and looked Amy square in the eye.
"Food first I'm starving, forget about the files for one moment I want to know about you and Jack and why you're not begging him to stay in New York." Olivia replied standing up dragging Amy by the arm towards the door.
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Diner
"So?" Olivia asked as their food arrived.
"We tried the long distance thing years ago and it didn't work, we don't want to end up hating one another, first and foremost Jack and I are friends." Amy replied knowing that she had no choice but to tell Olivia everything.
"But you weren't sleeping with him last time were you? I mean you both have time off, Boston is only a few hours away on a plane, and you're so perfect for one another, you're practically a married couple as is." Olivia smiled watching Amy cringe at the last part.
"I know but you know what our job's like and he'll be working longer hours I don't want us to be so exhausted when we see one another that all we do is sleep things are best left as they are and before you suggest me transferring the answer's no I'm fine where I am at the minute moving isn't an option for me and I'm not going to ask him to stay this is the opportunity he's been waiting for since he started working for his father." Amy rambled breathlessly.
"Well you've just covered all my bases in a few seconds; you know taking a breath when you speak would help you." Olivia replied with a smirk. "But still I bet it will be strange in the apartment without him." Olivia loved the penthouse that Amy lived in with her two friends, she would have loved to be able to live in a place like that but for the moment it was only a dream.
"I moved out two days ago, Leo is moving his girlfriend in, I don't want to be the third wheel when Jack goes. But I don't want to get into it." Amy said with a sigh and Olivia decided not to press the matter, in their few months of friendship Olivia had discovered that the young brunette sat opposite could clam up and take weeks to open up again, and Amy on a lockdown was not very nice to work with.
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Precinct
After eating the two women made their way back to the precinct, they'd just made it into the lab when Elliot came up to them carrying a poster with the perp's face on it. Amy took one look at the picture before quickly covering her mouth with her hand and running off in the direction of the bathroom.
"What's that all about?" Elliot asked worriedly.
"I'll go and see if she's ok." Olivia replied hurrying after Amy.
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"Amy you ok?" Olivia asked hearing Amy throw up repeatedly in one of the stalls. After a few moments a very pale looking Amy emerged.
"I don't feel too well I'm going home." She replied pushing past the older women who sensed something was seriously wrong, before Olivia could say anything in protest or to try and get a reason Amy was gone.
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The rest of the afternoon Olivia and Elliot tired calling her but there was no response. Fin had commented on how fast she'd ran despite being told that she was sick. The team were all somewhat worried and they had no idea what was the matter with her.
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