Chapter 3

She Must Suffer

The Medical Examiner sat in her office typing out the last bit of her examination when her desk phone started to ring. She picked up the phone quickly as if she'd been waiting for someone to call "Michaela?" she asked in anticipation.

"No Melinda its Liv." Olivia answered from the other end of the receiver.

"Oh sorry Liv, what's up?" She asked trying not to sound disappointed.

"El and I are on our way over. Have you identified the bodies?"

"Yeah, I'll fill you in once you get here. I found some similarities in our victims that might help you figure out who this creep is targeting." Melinda saved the report and started to print it.

"Ok." Liv hung up the phone, Melinda did the same shortly after.

Melinda looked at the desk phone for awhile as the report continued to print. "I'll call her a little later when I get home. Hopefully she'll still be up." Mel touched the phone then got up from her desk taking the report from the printer and walking back out to the examination room. It didn't take five minutes for Elliot and Olivia to get back to the precinct and in to the morgue.

"Alright Mel hit us." Elliot walked up to the bodies while Liv took a quick glance at their first victim lying on a table in the distance.

"Don't worry Olivia we'll get to her in a little while." Melinda stood by one of the girls that they found today. "This is Emily Johnson, a 19 years old college student, blonde hair, green eyes, cause of death was indeed affixation. She had multiple bruises on her wrist, breast, legs, and neck. Raped severely, there was extreme trauma to her vagina and anus. But no semen, he must've worn a condom."

"He liked it rough." Elliot said.

"Either that or he was mad as hell." Melinda suggested.

"Same trauma as the first victim. What about our other Jane doe?" Olivia asked.

"Maxine Wells." The three focused their attention to the other girl. "Same thing as the other two, only difference is her hair and eye color, brown hair and brown eyes. They all have the same amount of trauma. Maxine and Emily died around the same time somewhere between 20 and 21 hours ago." Melinda continued.

"All three of them 19 years old, college students, attractive, healthy…" Elliot started before Melinda interrupted.

"Well actually that's something very interesting between these three."

"What, that they were healthy?" Olivia questioned.

"Overly healthy for college girls if you ask me. I pumped all of their stomachs and all I found was vitamins, water, and high levels of potassium mostly likely from fruit. Look at their legs." Melinda pulled back the sheet from all of the girls' legs and they compared them. "Built like a robot. Arms and torso are the same, muscle packing every inch of them. Emily even has a six pack."

"This bastard's going after female college athletes." Elliot said connecting the dots.

"Our first victim, Rachel Fields, She was on her school's softball team. I had a friend who used to play softball in middle school; all she had to do was run every week to keep up with the other girls." Olivia added.

"Yeah well these chicks were pumping some serious iron. Scouts usually come around this time of year, even though they were most likely only freshmen or sophomores, these girls would probably do anything to get into the big league fast." Melinda said as she covered the girls back up. "Now for the grand finale"

"You mean the upside down letters?" Elliot said wanting to know more about this than anything else.

"Not just letters." Melinda walked over to her computer and displayed three images side by side and right side up on the TV screen.

"S, M, S?" Olivia said.

"I thought it stood for something and I was planning on looking it up later on in my examine…"

"But?" Elliot interrupted

"But, I found out that there was no need to. While I saw scanning over the girls for semen with a UV light I found this." The Screen switched to the same three images that now had a purplish blue tint over them and more letters appeared making up words.

"She Must Suffer." Elliot read out loud as the two detectives looked on in disbelief. "Why didn't you find this before? Why now?"

"Well as embarrassing as it is to admit I lost my original UV light, the one I used on Rachel Fields, while cleaning so I used my back up. They both are able to see semen but the difference between the two is that my back up light cast a lower voltage which is perfect for picking up things like pens, paint, and highlighter. Whereas my original is a higher voltage and works better with things like left over blood or old bruises. The rest of these letters were written in pen but then got erased. Guess he figured he was getting too bold." Melinda said

"I'll show him bold when I shove my foot so far up his ass his kids can taste it." Elliot said obviously pissed

"Alright, thanks for your help Mel." Olivia said trying not cracked a smile at Elliot's comment.

"You welcome, I'm heading home if you need anything just call." Melinda began to putt the three bodies in their drawers.

"Will do." The detectives started heading out "Hope you find your UV light." Olivia smiled at Melinda

"Hope I do too, that bastard cost me 400 bucks." Melinda laughed as the detectives left.

WARNER'S GYM

"Come on baby you're almost there! Just a little more! Harder! Harder!" Michaela screamed "Damnit Revy focus!" Michaela slammed her hand against the edge of the ring.

Everyone watched as two girls boxed in a ring in the middle of the gym. The music continued to play as people held up money putting in their bets. Michaela yelled at one of the girls lying on the mat from the corner of the ring.

"She might as well be in the ring herself with all the hollering she's doing." One of Michaela's trainers said.

"I think she's had a little too much to drink." Another trainer said "What's Patricia thinking letting her drink that much?"

"Get up Revy! This isn't over you still got plenty left in the tank!" Michaela finished off the large bottle of wine that she'd been sipping on all night. The crowd started counting because a ref wasn't present in this fight. Before they got to six the tan 5'6 girl got up and the round bell rung. She sat down in her corner as a doctor cleaned her up and gave her water.

"I almost had her! What happened?" Revy yelled clearly frustrated

"You're not focused you jackass!" Michaela jumped into the ring and kneeled right in front of Revy. "You can't just get the upper hand and then bask in your glory because you're winning! You gotta stay locked on to her and knock her out, simple as that."

"She just always finds that opening on me teach." The girl said looking defeated.

"Then use that to your advantage." Michaela could hear the other boxer yelling at her student from the other side of the ring. It sounded more like cocky banter than advice. "Let her find that opening and when she does, strike her hard and quick."

Revy smirked, "Just like lighting."

"Just like lighting." Michaela smiled and kissed Revy on the head "Kick ass kid." She jumped out of the ring just before the next round bell rung. It didn't take long before Michaela was up and drinking again but soon she lost her balance and had to sit down.

"Boss I think you had enough for tonight." Terrance said as he stood behind her chair making sure she didn't fall over

"It's never enough T!" She said drunkenly as her head trainer put his hand on her shoulder "Hm?"

"Why does this girl have you so worked up?" He asked her.

"I'm trying to figure out if I'm really the drunk one here. Look at her, her personality screams champion. Chelsea Burwright, 19, smart, athletic, determine, kind, and to top it all off she's a huge Rocky fan. Why wouldn't she catch your attention? She has potential I can tell." Michaela answered

"And if she decides that she wants to play basketball for a living?"

"Then she can play basketball. I've already considered that you know; she does play for her college down in Manhattan. How do you think she gets from her house to practice 30 blocks away? Yours truly." Michaela pointed to herself with a large grin on her face still watching the match. "Then after practice it's training here at the gym."

Her trainer sighed and put his hand over his face.

"Hey boss how'd you come up with the name Revy?" Terrance asked

"Well…"

All of a sudden the crowd went into an uproar and Revy's opponent hit the ground. The boxer on the other side of the ring started screaming for her pupil to get up but it was clear the girl was knocked out.

"8…9…10!" The crowd finished counting and the ring bell rung ending the match.

"I couldn't name her Rocky." Michaela smiled as she stood up and jumped back into the ring, raising her hand. She turned to Revy, "This is when you bask in the glory." The two laughed then Michaela said, "Let's have another drink!"

LATER THAT NIGHT

Revy is walking down the street with Michaela's good arm over the back of her neck helping her walk. "Talk about leading by example."

"I think that went out the window when I cracked open my first bottle." Michaela laughed to herself.

Revy smiled, "Teach, you really gotta lay off all that wine."

"Whatever, I needed a drink."

"Just a drink? You say it like you only had one. Gessh couldn't even spare me one."

"You can't drink until your 21 missy! I wouldn't have your mother jumping down my throat. Besides apple juice is good for you." She laughed "Let keep it real I didn't drink all that much."

"Teach you celebrated your win and mine!"

"Okay maybe I did."

"What would your doctor say?" Revy asked

"Who, Patricia? Please home girl was drunker than me! But she needed that…" Michaela's eyes got soft as she spoke. "Her and her husband just separated, so she needed to let go for a few hours."

"This is it." The two stopped at an apartment building. "Pretty nice place." Revy said as she admired the building.

"Thanks." Michaela opened the door with her key and they both entered. "304!" She yelled drunk as a sailor pointing towards the stairs.

"You got it." The two women walked up the stairs until they reached the apartment door.

"Alright." Michaela tried to put the key in the door but it wouldn't go in. "Eh, must be the wrong key." She hassled with four more keys but none of them worked. "Damnit which key is it?"

"Um Teach are you sure this is the right apartment?" Revy started to mentally slap herself for listening to the completely wasted boxer.

"Oh wait I think this is the right one." Michaela started to put the key into the door before someone from the other side opened it. Revy looked at the brown skinned woman that now stood in the doorway.

Michaela tried to straighten herself up quickly. "Mom?!"

Author's Note: *Gasp* Michaela and Melinda finally come face to face, even though it wouldn't hurt if she was sober lol! Btw if any of you are wondering how to pronouce Michaela's name its Makayla just spelled different. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I had tons of fun writing it. I think I took the most time with the examination because I didnt want to leave anything out. Other than that this was a pretty awesome chapter! Please Review, Review, Review! Thanks!

~ShihoinBlazer ;)