A gauze pad was taped to Zexion's left cheek, a bruise adorning the other, a larger bruise was hidden on his back, his legs were positively black and blue, and he was terribly sore.

Zexion wiped his eyes, holding back tears, "Elliot…. I was raped, wasn't I?" He asked shakily, though he knew the answer.

Elliot could only nod at his coworker, and sat down by his bedside, while Olivia remained standing, and closed the door.

"Damn…. What am I to tell Lexaeus? How....?" His voice cracked, and he hugged his knees to his chest. The once hard shell he kept over himself had shattered, and now, he was vulnerable.

Olivia and Elliot exchanged glances. They knew about Lexaeus' and Zexion's engagement. Gay marriage is legal in New York.

Olivia felt it might be easier on Zexion to hear a woman's voice, so she spoke. "Lexaeus was called as soon as you were identified. He's on his way over. He sounded very worried." She tried to soothe him.

Zexion cried into his knees, sobs shaking his body. "I don't want Lexaeus to see me like this…" He whispered.

Elliot decided to break the current string of conversation, "Zexion, you need to sign over the rape kit to us. We need to find out who did this to you." He stated plainly.

Zexion shook his head defiantly. "I don't want to know who did this." He hissed lowly. "I just want it to be gone…" He returned to a sorrowful tone.

Elliot sighed, "You don't want him to face the justice due?" He was a little irritated with his friend, "That bastard defiled you, and you won't do anything about it?"

Olivia glared at Elliot, and took a step forward, "Zexion, something has to be done."

Zexion's unpredictable temper flared, "I'm not giving you the goddamned rape kit!" He yelled, and buried his face in his hands.

Odafin opened the door and addressed Elliot, "Lexaeus is here." He glanced at Zexion for a moment before closing the door.

Elliot stood, "I'm going to talk to Lexaeus." He stated, and left the room, following Odafin.

Olivia stayed where she was, "I'm really sorry about this, Zexion." She soothed.

Zexion only snorted at her apology.

"You're a victim now, Zexion, and you need to remember that. But it could have happened to anyone." She sighed, and came over to sit beside him. "You need to trust Elliot and me, even more now then ever. You're hurt, and we want to help."

Lexaeus and Elliot spoke outside Zexion's room. "Maybe you can talk some sense into him, Lexaeus. He won't sign over the rape kit." Elliot sighed.

Lexaeus knew Zexion better than anyone else, "He's prideful, and sensitive. There's not an ice cube's chance in Hell that you'll get the rape kit from him. Knowing Zexion, he just wants to forget about it. He never thought he'd be a victim himself."

Elliot massaged his temples, willing to try most anything to obtain the attacker's DNA. "Could you at least talk to him, Lexaeus? I've never seen him like this before. He's so vulnerable."

Lexaeus nodded solemnly, and Elliot led him into the room, and then left with Olivia.

"Zexion?" Lexaeus sat beside his lover's bed. "I'm here, love." He whispered softly.

Zexion looked up at him, and wanted to hug him, to cry, but he was too sore, and wouldn't allow himself to, either.

Lexaeus took Zexion's hand, but Zexion retreated from him, avoiding his touch. This worried Lexaeus.

"Zexion, it's alright. I wouldn't hurt you." He soothed.

Zexion only looked away, down casting his eyes. He remembered the ring on his finger, and looked over at it. He remembered the love he and Lexaeus shared, but he was afraid Lexaeus would hurt him, too. Damn! He sounded like a brooding child.

"Zexion, nothing is going to change. I still love you, Zexion, and everyone still stands behind you. We're still the law and order in New York." He ran a hand through his short auburn hair, frustrated. Not even he knew what to do in this situation.

Zexion wiped his eyes, and turned to look at his lover, nothing short of contempt in his deep blue eyes. "You don't know how demeaning it is to be raped. You don't know the pain." He let the tears fall down his ever-pale face.

Lexaeus could feel that Zexion had fallen. Built himself to a great height, bringing others problems to and end, and never expected to face something like this of his own. Now what was left of him only bore remnants of his past self. His lover went from a peaceful, beautiful scene, to a grueling train wreck.

"Zexion, I want this over as much as you do, but we can't do anything about it without your consent." He brushed back the hair that had fallen in front of Zexion's face, his eyes pleading with his lover.

Zexion kept silent, but nodded, ready to provide the most formidable of evidence inside his case.

Lexaeus stood and opened the door, addressing Elliot and Olivia, "He'll sign over the rape kit."

If anyone is reading this, I would like to know! Criticism welcomed with open arms, but flames are thrown back at the flamer!