Elliot tried to give her a reassuring smile... Her heart was beating ninety to nothing. She turned walking towards a building. It was a gray, concrete, abandoned building. There was about five crooked steps leading towards the door, she walked in and as soon as she did, she screamed. Elliot hadn't waited for the phone call. He ran in after her and she buried her head in his chest. On the wall written in what looked like blood "You didn't think I would give her up easy... Did you? I assume you're not alone, you cops can never be away from their partner. Here's your next clue..." Elliot picked up the card with his glove, it was a picture of a dead naked girl. The tattoo on her wrist said Jess. It couldn't be possible. Elliot took out his phone and took a picture of the photo, then called CSU. He sent Olivia to the car so she could pull herself together. CSU put up their police tape. Elliot walked out with his hands in his pocket, he opened his car door when he arrived at their unmarked car, and got in putting his face in his hands and rubbing his eyes. As he drove himself and Olivia to the precinct he tried to not focus on Olivia's now slowed down crying. He drove slowly. Elliot is the only person in the whole SVU squad who had seen her cry and that wasn't about to change. He loved the way she trusted him. He trusted her just as much. She took a sharp breath and exhaled. He smiled at her a little and said, "Coffee?" She nodded grateful he didn't bring up her being a total mess in front of him. When they got to the coffee shop she excused herself. She slammed through the bathroom doors to fix her make up. She chose a bad day for make up. As she was penciling on fresh eyeliner a woman walked out of the stall. Blonde hair, blue eyes, REALLY skinny... The girl looked at Olivia's badge and opened her mouth to speak. Olivia looked over at her. She was pissed off she let herself cry that hard and now she was being watched. "Is something wrong?" Olivia asked. The girl broke her stare, "Oh! Sorry! I didn't mean to watch you.. It's just that- Are you a cop?" Olivia was use to the question she flashed her badge and exhaled the line she'd said a million times, "Detective Benson.. Special Victims Unit." "Thank God! I hate to be forward but could you get me out of here. I was kidnapped from my parents and this man hasn't fed me in over a week... I need help." Olivia's eyes got wide. Now THAT she wasn't use too. She studied the girl. The girl had revealed a lot of information in the time span of about ten minutes. Olivia wasn't sure she trusted the girl. She would rather be safe than sorry so she called Elliot, "Hey El.. We got a problem. I'm sneaking out of the girls bathroom. Pull the car right beside the window. As soon as we get in drive. Fast El!?" Elliot didn't ask questions he just did what she said. Olivia locked the bathroom door, opened the window and sent the girl out first. The girl didn't notice Olivia checking for a gun on her, while helping her out. Olivia was apprehensive about the whole situation. She didn't know whether or not to trust this girl. In her time at SVU a victim had never just blurted anything out like that. Olivia looked at Elliot he gave her a puzzled look. She jumped out of the window and landed with one foot on the step and one hand on the door, "Drive El!" She screamed. He was waiting on her to get in, but apparently she didn't have time for seat belts. He grinned to himself. He got caught by Olivia looking in the rear view mirror. They drove to the precinct as the girl talked more. Something was very off about the girl. Elliot was getting caught up when he saw Olivia with an annoyed facial expression. They walked through the precinct doors. A uniformed officer patted the girl down to make sure she had no weapons. They continued walking towards the interview room. Olivia excused herself and Elliot, after sitting a bottle of water in front of the girl. "El, is something off about her?" She asked hoping he wouldn't judge her for not putting all of her faith in the victim. "I could tell something was wrong with you. Did she say something?" Olivia thought back to when she was listening to the girls story in the car. The story sounded rehearsed, and she even changed the story and exaggerated facts. "She has two versions of the same story. I don't know which one to believe." Elliot looked in his partners beautiful, chocolate brown eyes. "Let's ask to hear it one more time." Olivia nodded, pulling away from his eyes. The sexual chemistry in the room was getting to her. They walked out and back into the interview room. The girl had finished her water and Elliot was quick to offer to "throw it away," when really he was taking it for a DNA sample. Olivia sat with the girl analyzing her behavior while making small talk. Elliot walked in after a few minutes passed by. "Alright," he flipped his notebook open, "You'll have to excuse us we've had a busy day... Could you please tell us the story one more time." Him and Olivia had made a checklist from both accounts. As she told the story Olivia would put a check if it was from the first story and Elliot put a check if it was from the second story. If it was a new fact they would turn the page and write it down. "When I was taken from my family I was five years old (Elliot put a check mark)-" Olivia interrupted "Do you remember what you were wearing." The girl looked down and back up, "I was wearing a yellow shirt, blue jeans, sandals, and two blue ribbons were in my hair." (New fact. Olivia scribbled it down) Olivia gasped out loud. It wasn't on purpose, but she had seen a news article about a little girl being abducted. In the picture showed in the article the girl was wearing the exact outfit their Jane Doe described. That's when it occurred to her. "Sorry, I do remember hearing about that. Could you tell me your name?" The girl claimed to not know her name. She picked back up with her story, "The man was driving a red van that had a creepy clown faced drawn in marker. He had a woman with him(New fact). When I got in the car they told me they were my new parents." Olivia had heard stories like this all the time. No one had told it without an ounce of sadness. "After that I was raped every day." Olivia nodded. "When was the last time he raped you?" The girl shook her head "At least a year and he always made my shower afterwards. He said I was getting too old. That I'm gonna be a mom now and we'd have to find a new little girl for him to raise." This was almost a completely new story. Olivia couldn't hold it back. She looked at the girl and said "Do you want to tell the real story, or do you not!? You've told three different accounts of what happened. Honestly I'm not sure I believe any of them." Olivia looked down at the girls wrist- Sophie. "Where did you get that tattoo?" Elliot jumped in. Olivia had been through a lot today and he knew she'd blow it if she wasn't careful. The girl sighed "Truthfully?" Elliot nodded. Sophie, if that was her name, shifted in her seat. She wasn't very hard to persuade. "Sergio's men sent me here to act like a victim to distract you. You can't let anyone know. They'll kill me if they think I was a rat. I don't want to go jail."