Here's the second chapter! Jerry Bruckheimer owns the CSI characters, and Dick Wolf owns the SVU characters. Any others are mine.

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Catherine was sitting on the couch next to Sara when Benson came over. "Hello, my name is Detective Olivia Benson, I'm with the NYPD Special Victims Unit."

Sara spoke for Catherine, "I'm Sara Sidle, and this is Catherine Willows, we're with the Las Vegas Crime Lab."

"Okay. Well, Sara, can I ask you to speak with my partner while I talk to Catherine?"

"Yeah." Sara got up and talked to Amaro.

Catherine felt like she was dying. It hurt so much to be sitting for that long, but she had to be strong, and pretend she was better than she was actually feeling. Olivia looked at Catherine, and she could see all the pain, she knew she was hurting on the inside and out. She could see bruises and bite marks on her partly exposed arms, legs, neck, and face, but she never showed if it had affected her. "Can you tell me what happen?" Olivia said softly, with a look of compassion on her face.

Catherine tried hard to find her voice, but when she finally spoke, her voice was shaky and weak. "I don't- I j-just-"

"It's okay, take your time."

Her eyes filled with tears, she tried to blink them away, but they spilled the moment she started to tell Benson what had happen. "I was at a bar. He offered. To buy me a drink. I turned him down. He spiked it. I should've been more careful, I knew something was wrong, and I should've done something."

"This isn't your fault. If he drugged you, your choices were compromised. You weren't thinking straight."

"If he drugged me? No, I know he did."

"I believe you. What happen next?"

"He said he would take me to my hotel, he brought me here instead. How could I be so stupid? He said, he wasn't going to hurt me. Then he did. I tried to scream, I tried to fight. But I couldn't."

"Did you ever tell him 'no,' or ask him to stop?"

"That's all I kept saying, until I blacked out. Then, he had a friend that joined halfway through."

"Do you know either of their names?"

"Isaac. I don't know about the friend. There could've been more than one. I don't know."

"Well, did you see anybody else?"

"I barely saw the second guy. He had me, on my stomach." She drew in a shaky breath, "Most of the time while I was awake. I couldn't see, I just heard voices. That's all I remember."

She purposely left out the part where they streamed it online, and was video chatting with ten different people at the same time, and took requests. She was too ashamed to let Olivia find out, she is a CSI, this isn't supposed to happen to her. She couldn't risk them finding a video, or let anybody see what they actually did to her, and she didn't want to see it herself.

"That's okay. Let's go to the hospital, and they can do-"

"Yeah, I know the drill, I-I'm a CSI."

"Right." Olivia said with a slight smile.

Tears were flowing down Catherine's face still. She was in so much pain, and she couldn't take it anymore. She fell to her side leaning on the armrest crying.

Benson knew something was wrong that Catherine wasn't saying. "Catherine, are you okay?"

She couldn't talk so, she just nodded. It was a lie, but shaking her head would require her to explain what was wrong. Benson knew she was lying, but decided not to pressure her, instead she just put her hand on Catherine's shoulder.

Sara told Amaro the little bit of information she did know, and what little she saw when Catherine let her in the room.

After Catherine had objected many times, Benson was finally able to convince her to take the ambulance to the hospital. Benson rode in the back with her while, Sara and Amaro followed.

On the way to the hospital, Catherine was able to tell Benson about some more details she remembered. When they arrived at the hospital, Benson called Cragen so, the rest of her squad could follow up on any leads while she was at the hospital.

Fin and Amanda headed to the bar while, Munch talked to the hotel staff.

They arrived at the bar, and there was only one person there working, the bartender. As soon as they walked in he said, "Sorry, we're closed."

Fin held up his badge, "We're not here for pleasure."

"Detectives. What can I help you with?"

Amanda leaned on the bar, "We were wonderin, if you might have security footage from last night?"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I have to give them to you. Why you asking?"

"Do you know if a guy by the name of Isaac was in here last night?"

"Yeah, I know Isaac. He comes in almost every night, and he always leaves with some girl hangin all over him. He always has his eye on one, then starts off with buying them a drink. He never fails to perform."

Fin asked, "You see who he was with last night?"

"Yeah, some blonde chic, never seen her before."

Amanda was getting frustrated with this guy. "Yeah, well that blonde chic, he raped her, last night. And we need you to give us the security footage so we can nail this son of a bitch."

"Okay. I'll be right back." He said before leaving to the back to get the footage.

Nick and Greg were at the conference. They had a short break, and they realized they hadn't seen Catherine or Sara since it started. They tried calling, but neither of them answered. Nick left a message on Sara's phone, and they each texted them several times, but didn't get a response. They were getting worried, but then Sara finally answered the texts with, "I'll call you in a little." They weren't satisfied with the response, but at least it was something.

Back at the hotel, Munch was able to obtain the security footage from that night, and talk to a few employees that had been working there. They all said they didn't see anything unusual, but that didn't mean anything to him.

He then talked to the people in the neighboring rooms. They had a different story. They said their neighbors were loud all night. They could hear cheering and laughing. It sounded like a party. One of the neighbors even knocked at the door, and asked them to be quiet at one point. She said, "There was a lot of noise coming from that room for only a couple people being in there. I was surprised at what I saw when he opened the door."

"What exactly did you see, ma'am?" Munch asked.

"I saw, one guy in boxers, who opened the door. There was another guy sitting on the couch, and another guy and girl on the bed. They had a movie playing or something. I couldn't believe how much they didn't care that they were exposed when, I was standing right there. It was uncomfortable so, I left them alone. Why are you asking me about this?"

"That girl you saw on the bed, she didn't go in there willingly."

"Oh my. Is she okay? I'd like to apologize to her."

"She's alive, I'll tell her you said you were sorry."

"Thank you. I am sorry."

At the hospital, they were done with the rape kit, and Sara entered the room. "I brought you a change of clothes. Nick and Greg have been blowing up my phone, what do you want me to tell them?"

"Nothing. They can't find out." Catherine said as Benson and Amaro entered the room.

"How are you doing, Catherine?" Benson asked.

"Can I go?"

"The doctors wanted to keep you a little longer, but yes, whenever you're ready."

"Who's he?" Catherine said looking at Amaro.

"Sorry I didn't introduce myself, I'm Detective Nick Amaro." He said, and shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you."

"Yeah you too, sorry it had to be like this."

Then Benson said, "Catherine, the next door neighbor, she said something about them playing a movie last night? Do you remember anything like that?"

Catherine knew she had to be talking about the live streaming and video chat, and lied. "No, sorry. I could hear a lot of voices, but I already said they had me on my stomach, I couldn't see, or make out what they were saying. I passed out to quickly to catch on."

"That's fine, don't be sorry."

Catherine swallowed hard before talking. "Okay. I need to go."

Catherine took a long shower at the hospital before she dressed in the change of clothes Sara had brought for her. She was grateful for the outfit Sara had chosen. It was a high-cut, long-sleeved t-shirt with jeans, Sara chose it because she knew Catherine would want to try to hide the bite marks and bruises, and she was right. With these clothes, there was only a few bite marks on her neck, and a bruise on her jaw that was visible. She was easily able to cover these with some foundation, but there were a few things she couldn't cover, the hurt radiating from between her legs was one of them. She couldn't help but to walk a little differently, and her lip was swollen, but not too noticeable, and the other was her eyes. There was obvious pain in them, and she couldn't hide it, but they left to go to the conference. When they arrived, it was nearly over. It had ended early the first day. They found Nick and Greg after it was over. "Where have you guys been?" Nick asked.

Sara said, "We've just been walking around this place, talking to other CSIs, you know seeing what all this is about."

"All day?"

"Yup."

"Catherine, what happen to your lip?" Greg asked.

"Nothing. It was really nothing."

He didn't question it anymore, and they drove back to the hotel. There were still police and CSIs all over the scene.

"I wonder what's going on here." Greg said.

"Let's check it out." Nick suggested. And they walked toward the crime scene.

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