Eva's Chapter! :D

I DON'T own the TV show Law and Order: Special Victims Unit, and if I did... You wouldn't watch it.

Olivia had been called out to a scene, she wondered why it was so urgent. They had also told her that she'd be requested specially. The word had dripped off their tongues like a poison, and it made her a bit uneasy. She was, admittedly, an astounding detective, but to be specially requested at a crime scene wasn't particularly normal.

"Detective Benson?" A short, and pudgy who's dark gray hair seemed to be balding NYPD officer stepped up to shake her hand in a forced politeness. It struck her as odd that he was so openly dissatisfied with being polite to her, but she brushed it off. Police work wasn't easy, he may be stressed.

"Officer," She nodded at him, and held her hand out for the report. "What do we have?" She was all business, even if Casey was still fresh in her mind.

"It's a rape case, obviously. Ten year old girl found raped, and murdered in her apartment home." A typical case of rape, but she was so young. The officer continued. "The semen we found matches a unlikely source." Olivia nodded, and handed back the report.

"Let's go in." She didn't ask who the perpetrator was because she wanted to see what he'd done first, but that was her biggest mistake.

As she stepped into the room, Olivia almost lurched at the smell. A small girl sat tied to a computer chair. Her small legs still hadn't lost all the pugde of a child, and her face was as round and soft as a porcelain doll. Her legs were tied to the bottom of the wheels, and the moving of the chair had broken both ankles post-mortem, her arms were tied behind the chair, and her undeveloped breasts we exposed, and cut open in a 'Y' incision, the way they do in autopsies, so you could see every organ, and hanging piece of flesh. All this was horrible, but the worst of it was her eyes. She had strikingly gorgeous green eyes, and they were open, and staring in mock accusation. Staring right at Olivia screaming in her mind.

How could you let this happen? How could you!

Olivia just stared into her eyes, her glossy green eyes.. Those eyes became burned in her memory like they were her own. As she stared at the child the officer pulled her away, he had been talking, but she didn't hear a word.

"Who?" She asked lowly coming out of her trance.

"Excuse me?" The Officer still seemed to distrust the Detective as if she really had done the crime.

"Who did it?" She asked a bit louder. Then she screamed. "Who could have done that!"

"Detective Elliot Stabler." Olivia's world crashed down around her.

Stabler? There's no way he would ever...

"There has to be some mistake, Detective-"

"It wasn't a mistake."