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"I think I found something." Detective Elliot Stabler got up from where he had been kneeling, looking for any evidence to the murder and attempted rape that had taken place just minutes prior. His partner, Detective Olivia Benson, walked up to him, waiting to see what he found. Elliot stood up completely before showing her the wallet in his hand. He opened the small denim item and pulled out a plastic card. "ID?" "Looks like a school card." Elliot pulled the school ID out of the walled and read what was printed on the plastic. "Avery Taylor, junior at Roosevelt High." "Our victim?" Olivia grabbed the card out of Elliot's hand and observed it. The girl in the photo had the same brown hair, the same brown eyes, and the same face, as the girl in the ambulance outside.
Elliot and Olivia walked out of the destroyed bedroom and into the living room where the second dead body of the night lay. The SVU's M.E., Melinda Warner, was already at work, checking the body and writing observations down on her clipboard. Olivia approached the body first, squatting next to Warner for a better view. She watched as Warner wrote the C.O.D and the estimated T.O.D. "What do we have?" Elliot asked as he approached the two women. Warner put her clipboard down and picked up the wallet that was laying near the body. "Victim is David Ramirez, age forty. Cause of death is a bullet to the brain." Elliot grabbed the walled that Warner was offering and flipped through it. "There's cash here, doesn't indicate a robbery. Maybe our victim knew the attacker?" "I don't think so" Warner said as she stood up. "See these bruises on his shoulder?" Warner walked up to the door and leaned against it, as if trying to keep it shut. "He tried to keep the man out" Olivia said, still staring at the dead man on the floor. Warner nodded. "I'll have ballistics check to see if the bullets from both victims match, but I'm about ninety percent sure these two were killed with the same weapon." With that Warner got up, clipboard in hand, and walked out of the apartment.
Elliot rubbed his eyes. They burned from the lack of sleep and his anger only made them ache worse. He bent down to Olivia's level and sighed. "You ok?" He noticed his partner had been quiet, and something about her seemed off. Truth was, Olivia was furious, and terrified at the same time. Seeing that girl, helpless and unable to defend herself under that guy, only brought back the painful memories of her time undercover at Sealview. She had nearly been raped by one of the correction officers, and seeing that teenager girl in the same situation brought back all the anger and bitterness she felt. "Liv? You alright?" Olivia snapped back to reality when she felt a hand squeeze her shoulder. She turned her head, surprised to see her partner merely inches away from her, his eyes stared down at her, seemingly bearing int hers. "You alright?" he asked for the third time, his eyes never leaving hers. He wiped her eyes free of a few tears that had unknowingly, and unwillingly, shed as a result of her anger. "Bastard killed two people. He was ready to kill his third and-" "We've got him Liv." He stopped himself before he said anything inappropriate, or cheesy. Elliot stood up and offered his partner a hand. She gladly accepted and he lifted her off the floor. "Detectives." The two turned to see the senior officer who had shown them the crim scene earlier. "You're suspect is in custody, where do you want him?" Elliot released his partner's hand and thought for a moment. "Take Mr. Osborne down to the precinct, we'll interrogate him when we get there." Olivia listened, but was soon hit with an idea when she heard their suspect's last name. "Osborne?" "Jeffrey Osborne," Elliot answered her, "ID was in his wallet when I arrested him." Elliot looked at Olivia. She furrowed her eyebrows, deep in thought, and even though now was not the time, nor place, and seemed completely inappropriate, he thought she looked, hot. The way her eyes were focused, staring at nothing, made her seem mysterious and intriguing. Her eyes seemed to bear into the wall, and if it had been a living object, it would have fallen for her, just as he had.
She had been his partner of eleven years, and he had been in love with her for just as long. To him, Olivia was more than a partner, after all she was his best friend, ut even best friends had lines that shouldn't be crossed, which is why he kept his thoughts to himself. He couldn't risk it.
"Elliot!" she said, tapping her index finger against his tempt to get his attention. He shook his head clean of his thoughts, and looked at Olivia, ready to answer any question if needed. "Yeah?" "I think I found our connection between Rachel and Jeffrey." "Let me guess, ex-boyfriend?" Olivia nodded. "I'm going to go talk to our victim, come down when you're ready to go." Elliot nodded as he walked away, looking at all the pictures that were in the apartment, searching for any potential evidence.
Olivia arrived outside the building, only to be greeted by flashing police lights and an ambulance parked near her and Elliot's car. She took a step toward the ambulance, but someone called her name, causing her attention to shift focus. "Olivia!" Olivia turned to see Warner walking up to her. "I know I'm not a detective, and it's probably none of my business, but are you okay? I've known you long enought and have seen you during enough cases to know when something's up." Olivia stared at Warner and sighed. "Remember when I went to Sealview, and I was almost-" "It's about the girl, isn't it?" Olivia nodded. "When I saw here laying there helpless, it just reminded me of it. The anger I felt toward that officer, just came rushing back." Olivia wiped her face with her hand, trying to hold back tears. Warner, not knowing exactly how to respond, placed her hand on Olivia's arm reassuring her things would be okay. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I shouldn't have asked." "It's fine." Warner rubbed Olivia's arm, letting her know she was there if she needed to talk. Olivia took a deep breath and cracked a smile. "I just have to know. Was she?" Warner took her hand off of Olivia's arm and shook her head. "You and Elliot got there before he could hurt her." "But not before he tramatized her." Warner looked at her, skeptical. "You of all people should know that it takes time." There was a moment of silence while the two gathered their thoughts. "I'm heading over to the lab, I'll call you when I have any new news." With that, Warner left Olivia, who was still in thought.
She thought for a moment, taking some time to clear her thoughts. After a moment of thinking, she headed to the ambulance, to speak with the victim. "How is she?" Olivia asked as she approached the bus. The paramedic was stitching the cut on her forehead, stopping only to wipe blood away from her face. "Looks like she was hit with the butt of the gun. Five stitches, but nothing too serious. She should recover quickly." Olivia watched as the man, mid-thirties, finished his stitching, and cleaned the cut once more. She watched as he gently placed a gauze over the stitches, securing it with strips of medical tape. When he was done, he walked to the side of the ambulance, leaving the two girls alone. "Avery Taylor?" Olivia watched as the girl slowly looked up at her and nodded. "I'm Detective Olivia Benson. How are you feeling?" For the first time Olivia took a good look at Avery. Her dark brown hair had been pulled into a classic ponytail to keep it out of her face, her brown eyes were slightly red from crying. "I've been better" she said, pulling the blanket the paramedics had given her, closer to her body.
Avery continued to stare blankly at the floor of the ambulance. Olivia observed her for a moment, before she reached out and placed her hand on her shoulder. "Hey," she said in a hushed tone, trying to sound gentle, "you mind if I join you?" Avery looked up and nodded. Olivia climbed into the back of the ambulance and sat across from Avery. The two sat in silence, as Avery tried to process the events that had just happened, and Olivia tried to find the right thing to say. "Detective?" Olivia's eyes shot up and looked at Avery. She smiled to herself when she noticed something different about her. Staring at her, Olivia watched as Avery's legs dangled off of the bed she was sitting on. Every so often Avery would sway her legs, as if attempting to dance. "Yes Avery?" she finally answered. "What happens next?" At that moment Elliot walked up to the back of the ambulance and was introduced by his partner. "Avery, this is Detective Stabler." Eliot smiled at her. He forgot all about his anger and how tired he was when he saw that she was alright, and it was then that he was reminded that the long hours and grueling cases were truely worth everything. Elliot, however, knew better than to get too emotionally involved with victims, so he stayed quiet to avoid stricking up a conversation. Olivia, on the otherhand, related too much to Avery to not get emotionally involved. Olivia watched as Elliot talked with the paramedic. When they were done he nodded, showing he had gotten the all clear for Avery to be released from the ambulance. "Avery, Detective Stabler and I would like you to come with us to the precinct. We need to ask you a few questions-" "And get my statement?" Aver finished for her. Olivia smiled and nodded. She stood up and helped Avery off the bed. Avery took the blanket off her shoulders and laid it on the bed she had currently been sitting on. She then followed the two detectives ino their car, and headed down to the precinct.
When they arrived, Olivia led Avery into one of their interrogation rooms, while Elliot went inot the room that held Jeffrey Osborne.
"So, Avery, you're fifteen?" Olivia asked, trying to pass the time until her partner returned. "Sixteen actually." "Junior?" "I'll be a senior when school starts." Olivia smiled, surprised that someone who was almost raped two hours prior, was so willing to be personal with her. Before Olivia ould ask another question, Elliot answered the room, his face plastered with the angry scowl she knew all too well. "How'd it go with Osborne?" "He said the magic words. Idiot asked for his lawyer before I could even finish my name." Elliot looked down at Avery, who had her head on the table, her eyes closed, still burning a bit from crying. He pulled a hair away from the table, and sat down. "So, Avery, tell us what happened." Avery lifted her head off of the table and looked at the two. She sighed before she stared her story. "I was on my way home from a cafe, when I stopped at my friend's apartment. I guess I didn't know they didn't live there anymore. The man said I could use his phone to call, make sure I had the right address, when there was a pounding on the door. I head the door open and there was yelling. That's when I heard the pop," Avery began to play with her hands, a nervous habit. "I saw the man fall to the floor, blood all around, that's when the man with the gun saw me. He grabbed me and pushed me into the bedroom." Avery began to get choked up. The memories rushing to her at that moment proved a little intense, as she began to cry. Olivia placed a hand on top of Avery's, assuring her it was alright now, and urging her to continue. "I fought to get away, and that's when he hit me with the gun. he tore open my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. When I heard voices in the room I started screaming, and that's when you two showed up." Avery wiped the tears away from her face as Elliot asked her a few questions. "Avery, what were you doing at a man's house that you didn't know?" Avery looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. "It was late, I guess I got off on the wrong floor." "And you went into his house, no questions asked?" "I needed to use the phone" she responded, her voice raising slightly. Elliot looked over at Olivia through the corner of his eye. When he saw her shake her head he leaned in his chair, still unconvinced.
"Avery, we need you to do a line up." Avery nodded and followed Olivia into another room that already had two other people waiting inside. "Alex? What are you doing here?" ADA Alexandra Cabot looked at Olivia and smiled. "Face it Benson, you need me." Olivia smiled as Alex ushered in the line of six men. "Ok Avery, who is the man who attacked you?" Avery looked at Olivia, then at Alex, who only smiled and nodded. She stared at the glass and six men behind it. "Number four." "Miss Taylor, are you sure?" Avery nodded. "He's the man that attacked me." "Ok" Alex said as she flicked off the lights to the room with the men. Elliot escorted Avery out of the room while Alex and the other man talked. "She gave a positive I.D. of your client." The defense attorney, known to everyone at the precinct as Trevor Langan, quetly walked out of the room, refusing to admit defeat. Alex was aabout to follow him out, when Olivia stopped her. "Alex?" Alex turned to face her friend, giving her the look to continue. "Can I ask you a favor?" She nodded. "Do you think you could stay with Avery, at least until we're done with Osborne?" Alex thought for a moment, then nodded. Olivia thanked her friend with a smile and walked out of the room, followed by the ADA.
"Avery, you can stay in the cribs tonight." Avery looked up at Olivia, then nodded with a small appreciative smile. Olivia then turned to Alex. "This is Alex Cabot. She's the ADA handling your case." Alex stuck her hand out and Avery gladly shook it. "She's going to stay with you in the cribs until Detective Stabler and I are done with something." Avery nodded in understanding as Alex walked up to her. "Come on, it'll be fun." Olivia watched as the two walked out of the room, then turned to her partner who had quietly been reading out of a folder. "Our man has quiet a record." Olivia grabbed the file out of Elliot's hand and followed him into the interrogation room, ready to nail another rapist.
What happens during the interrogation? Will Olivia be able to handle it? Well you'll just have to wait and see. Click that review button and you might find out sooner :)