Chapter 2: Trying to Make Sense

"How's Liv," Munch asked when he saw Elliot enter Olivia's apartment; the site of the crime scene.

"How do you think she is?" Elliot said with more force than he intended. "Where are we on Olivia's case?"

Munch walked Elliot through the apartment and through some likely scenarios. "Olivia got off work at 12:15 AM. It's over a forty-five minute commute to her apartment so by the time she would have gotten home would have been close to 1 AM. It's dark, she's tired, she turns on the side table lamp. Heads to her bedroom to change. Makes her way from the bedroom to the restroom."

By then Munch and Elliot made their way into the restroom, being careful with an area that was marked off. He had seen bad crime scenes before but this one was different. It was personal. There were some blood splatters on the mirror which dripped down into the sink.

Munch motioned Elliot to another part of the restroom. "Looks like the perp hid in the shower. We did manage to get some footprints though they're smudged so it's doubtful we'll get any prints. I'm thinking as Olivia came in here to wash up the perp caught her by surprise. She tries to fight back." Munch moved to a position and placed Elliot in front of him.

Elliot started to catch on. "As she's fighting back she head buts him," Elliot said moving his head back. Munch imitated the second person's head going back. "Causing the second blood splatter along the wall. We're looking at a guy maybe 6 foot to 6 feet 3 inches."

The two slowly started to walk out of the room. "They struggle more," said Munch. "The perp is too strong and Liv doesn't have her gun. By now he's got her pinned to the floor. He doesn't need a weapon because he feels his strength is enough, he's over confident. Once he's…" Munch couldn't even use the words he wanted to say. "She's weak, helpless."

"Alone," Elliot added.

"So he leaves her there and takes off as if nothing happened."

"Were there any fluids?"

"The guys are swabbing the area now."

"And what about a condom or a wrapper, did he use one?"

"So far nothing's turned up. What did Olivia tell you?"

"Nothing we didn't talk about it."

"El…"

"I know Munch, I know but I couldn't bring myself to question her."

"Well we need to fast."

"Yeah. I'll go by the hospital. She's probably asleep but I'll get her statement."

"No," said Munch. "Why don't you let me do it? You're too close to this Elliot. I'll ask her the tough questions and then when we get our perp you can nail his sorry ass."

Elliot just nodded.