Disclaimer: The characters in this story are the property of Dick Wolfe and NBC.
A/N: I do appreciate constructive feedback if you've got any to offer. If you think it's terrible please feel free to let me know and I'll stop.
Alex sat on the ground in horror gripping Casey's hand and trying desperately to make eye contact with Olivia to give her… something! Support? She didn't know what.
A few minutes ago she was walking down the street with her friends, laughing, and having probably one of the best nights of her life and now she was sitting on the pavement of a damp alley watching a monster holding a gun to her friend's head and getting ready to do god knows what.
She watched as the man grazed the back on his hand along the detective's cheek and down her neck pausing above her breast. He was staring intently at her waiting for a reaction but Alex knew Olivia wasn't about to give him one. Olivia was much to proud to beg or cry and instead kept her gaze fixed on a spot on the brick wall above Alex and Casey's heads. It broke Alex's heart to know that the main reason Olivia wasn't resisting was to protect the two attorneys.
Olivia eyes showed no emotion as his hand tugged at her blouse until the top buttons popped off and he was able to slip his hand inside her shirt and roughly grope her breast.
"I see you're awfully quiet now, baby", he whispered letting his lips linger over her ear, "I know you like it."
Alex and Casey both had tears in their eyes as they watched the man try to elicit a response from Olivia and knowing that she would never give him the satisfaction.
"Don't worry, baby", he continued as he flicked his tongue over her earlobe, "I'll make you scream…"
He pulled his hand away from her breast and slid it down over the fabric of her shirt before slipping it up under the hem and rubbing her abdomen.
"A slutty bitch like yourself…", he whispered through a crooked smile, "I bet you're already wet aren't you?"
It was when he slipped his hand into the front of her pants that Casey finally broke and spoke out.
"Please stop!"
The man looked over at Casey and laughed bitterly as he slid his hand farther into her pants.
Still looking at Casey he whispered into Olivia's ear, "Seems your friend red over there wants us to stop. If you want to stop I can go back to her instead…"
Olivia kept staring stoically at the wall.
"What's it going to be Olivia baby?", he taunted as he pushed them both half a step closer to the ADAs, "Do you want me to stop?"
"No.", she whispered hollowly.
"What was that baby?", he prodded laughing to himself and drinking in the horrified look on the other women's faces, "Tell me you don't want me to stop."
"I don't want you to stop.", the brunette replied quietly with no emotion.
"Good. I was hoping you'd stay that.", he said and quickly twisted his hand.
Casey and Alex both watched helplessly as Olivia's whole body jolted while letting out an agonizing yelp and both women knew he just entered her.
"Liv… honey…", Alex's voice trailed off as tears streamed down her cheeks.
She could hear Casey quietly sobbing next to her as Olivia's face contorted but managed to bite back another scream.
Thinking furiously for something she could do to put an end to this horror Alex suddenly noticed that her purse had fallen directly behind her. While the stranger seemed focused on Olivia, Alex slowly moved her hands behind her back and slipped her cell phone out of her purse. Her hands still out of site she flipped the phone open and dialed 911 careful to shut off the volume on the phone so as to not alert the attacker. Silently counting to 20 in her head and hoping that was enough time for someone on the other end to pick up she began taping out the Morse code for SOS on the keypad. Unsure if anyone was on the line and unsure if they'd even be able to trace the location of the phone, Alex continued pressing the same pattern while continuing to watch the scene unfold in front of her.
"That feels good doesn't it baby?"
Although obviously in pain it seemed Olivia had returned to her stoic state which only seemed to anger her attacker.
"Fine.", he exclaimed, "If you don't want to appreciate my generosity then it's my turn."
The man backed away from Olivia slightly and held the gun point blank at her forehead as he forced her down on her knees.
Undoing his buckle and pulling his warped erection from his pants he, without any warning, rammed his erection into the brunette's mouth.
Olivia started gagging and choking immediately and tried to pull back but the man used his free hand to grab a fist full of her hair to keep her in place while he thrust himself repeatedly into her face.
Casey started to protest again but stopped when she saw Olivia put up her hand. Even while her friend was being brutally attacked by this psychopath the young attorney was stunned that she was still more concerned about her friends than herself.
A few minutes that seemed like hours later the man pulled himself back, released his grip on Olivia's hair, and with his free hand ejaculated all over Olivia's face and chest.
After buckling his pants he squatted down to where Olivia was kneeling, grabbed her crotch, and whispered, "I hope that was as good for you as it was for me Olivia".
The man then turned around and took off down the alley.
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"Olivia!", Casey exclaimed wiping the tears from her eyes as she jumped up and rushed toward the detective.
In what seemed to be a state of shock, Olivia's tired body had collapsed and she was now curled up in a tight ball on the pavement.
As Casey hurried to the older woman's side, Alex pulled out her cell phone again and redialed 911 to make sure that if the police did get her message and were sending help that they were also sending an ambulance.
Casey knelt down beside the detective and tried to place a palm on the side of the older woman's head but pulled back immediately when Olivia jerked away.
Instead Casey kept her movements slow and carefully laid down on her side on the pavement facing the traumatized woman.
"God… Liv…", she whispered to herself having never before seen such fear and vulnerability in the woman she wasn't afraid to admit that she always admired and somewhat idolized.
Careful not to touch her friend she simply laid on the ground as close as possible to try to offer some comfort.
"Liv?… It's over, sweetheart.", she whispered reassuringly, "Alex is calling for help. Just stay with me, honey."
Covering her hand with her sleeve, Casey slowly moved her hand toward the brunette's face.
"Shhhh… it's okay, honey.", she whispered as she gently tried to wipe the semen off her friend's face.
"It's just me, sweetheart.", she continued as she felt the detective pull away again, "Shhh.. he's gone, honey. It's just me… I'm not going to hurt you…"
Though she had only partially managed to wipe the older woman's face she sensed her friend's fear when she touched her.
"Okay honey…", she said softly while pulling her hand back, "I'm not going to touch you, okay?… I'm just going to stay right here with you until help comes… I won't leave you…"
Hanging up the phone, Alex looked over and saw Olivia and Casey lying side by side on the pavement. Even from where she was standing she could see Olivia's body shaking and could see Casey's lips moving trying to comfort her. Standing there watching her best friend lay on the ground broken and knowing the horrors her friend had endured to protect her and Casey, Alex was suddenly overcome with an overwhelming urge to vomit.
Running back a few yards toward the brick wall, Alex's body quickly purged itself of the expensive dinner her friends had bought her only hours before.
As Alex stood up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand she heard sirens in the distance. After taking a quick glance at Casey and Olivia, Alex ran down to the end of the alley to flag down the paramedics.