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"Liv, it's not your fault," said Elliot firmly, as the medical examiner bent down to examine the body. In the motel room, officers were swarming, gathering evidence and taking the sheets from the floor. Olivia bit her lip.

"I just can't believe this!" she whispered furiously. "I shouldn't have complained, wasted time." She turned away from him. "How did she do it?"

ME Warner looked up. "Overdose on Advil; looks like she took the whole bottle. Didn't take long to work through her system."

"Great," said Olivia. "Just great."

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"We find the next of kin yet?" asked Captain Cragen briskly the next morning.

Olivia looked up from the file she was reading and pulled her legal pad toward her. "Yeah," she said. "Officers said she cried for 'Abby' at one point. She had just stopped right before…" her voice trailed off.

"Anyone else?" asked Cragen.

"We found a listing for an Eric Wyczenski in New York," said Eliot. "We also found Maggie's wallet. She had pictures of some people in it."

"Okay," said Cragen. "Let's get this rape solved, people. Munch, Fin, you begin looking for this 'Abby' and see if you can track her down. Benson, Stabler, go pay a visit to-" he consulted the paper quickly "-Eric Wyczenski and see if you can get any information about Maggie or Abby."

"Aye, aye, Captain," said Munch, giving a fake salute.

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"Eric Wyczenski," said Elliot, knocking on a heavy wood door. "Police, open up, please."

There was a pause, and then the door opened to reveal a young man. His hair was rumpled, and his clothes disheveled. He leaned against the doorframe, surveying the two detectives in front of him.

"Are you Eric?" asked Olivia.

"Who wants to know?" The man had a deep voice.

"Detectives Benson and Stabler, SVU," said Olivia, as she and Elliot displayed their badges.

"Yeah," said the man. "I'm him – and I'm innocent."

"Eric, perhaps it's better is we talk inside," suggested Elliot.

Eric led the two detectives in the house. "What happened?" he asked worriedly.

Elliot cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, Eric, but your mother was found dead this morning in a motel room."

Eric just stared at him. Finally he sank down into a chair, still looking shocked. "I didn't even know she was in New York," he said softly.

"Your mother doesn't live here?" asked Olivia.

Eric shook his head. "She lives in Minnesota. How – how did this happen?"

"She committed suicide," said Olivia. "I'm very sorry for your loss.

Eric put his head in his hands. "Why are you here?" he asked, almost angrily. "If it's a suicide, then why are the sex cops involved. Unless…" his voice trailed off. "Oh God – she wasn't – she wasn't raped?"

"I'm sorry," said Elliot softly.

"Do you know anyone who would want to hurt your mother?" asked Olivia.

"No, no," said Eric, shaking his head. "Does my sister know?"

"Who's your sister?" asked Elliot.

"Why do you want to know my life?" yelled Eric. He stood up abruptly and crossed over away from the detectives. "Leave her alone!"

Olivia rose and walked over to him. "Eric, did your mother suffer from any sort of mental disorder?"

"Why do you say that?' shrieked Eric. "My mother was not a loony!"

"I didn't mean to upset you," she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I know how it can be to lose a parent-"

"You know nothing!" said Eric angrily. He brushed her hand off his shoulder rudely. "You can leave now."

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"Got anything yet?" asked Munch of his partner. They were sitting at their desks; nearly two hours had passed since Cragen had given them the assignment of locating Abby Wyczenski. Personally, Munch was starting to doubt Maggie's word that she had a daughter. They didn't even know if Abby was a daughter. It could have been a sister – or an aunt. They didn't even know if Maggie was sane!

"Nah," said Fin. "You?"

"Would I be asking if I did?" asked Munch in frustration.

Fin smirked and continued clicking. He paused as he found something. "Here-" he said, pointing to his screen. Munch came over for a better look. "That's something. Eight years ago, in Minnesota, an Abby Wyczenski married a Richard Lockhart. Think that's her?"

"They got pictures?" asked Munch curiously. He grabbed Maggie's wallet from his desk. "That's her," said Munch as he handed the photo over.

Fin glanced at the picture, and then back at the screen. "So is that."

It looked like they had just found their Abby 'Wyczenski' Lockhart.

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The familiar smell of the medical examiner's office filled their nostrils as Olivia and Elliot entered it. ME Warner gestured for them to come over. Olivia tried not to look at the severed hand of the cadaver to her left as she passed it.

"It was definitely a suicide," began Warner, as she grabbed the clipboard. "Any luck with the children?"

Elliot nodded. "We located the son, Eric, but no luck on any others as of yet."

"Anything interesting?" asked Olivia.

"Actually, yes," said Warner. "Maggie suffered from a mental disease called bipolar disorder."

"The dual personality one?" asked Elliot.

Warner nodded. "It explains the abstract changes on the phone, and probably the suicide as well. I'm guessing she was off her meds for awhile."

Olivia frowned. "Is this a genetic disorder?"

"Yes," answered Warner. "I wouldn't be at all surprised if Eric or another sibling also has the disease."

"Is it possible the rape was made up, then?" inquired Elliot worriedly.

"Oh no," said Warner sadly. "No, that definitely happened. Extensive bruising to the pelvic region and there was enough semen for a DNA sample, if you can get a match. Judging from the bruising, I'd say someone had a lot of rage against this woman."

Olivia and Elliot nodded gravely. Ring! Olivia fumbled in her pocket for her phone. "Cragen," she said to Elliot as she answered. "Benson…yes, Captain, we're with Warner right now…no, we talked to the brother – Eric…what, WHAT?" Elliot's eyes widened as he looked at his partner. Olivia's brow was furrowed in worry. "Okay, Captain, thanks." She hung up.

"What now?" asked Elliot?

"We have another victim."

Elliot cringed. "Rape victim?"

Olivia shook her head. "Eric Wyczenski is dead."