"Right H/N you are under arrest for rape and sexual assault, you have the right to remain silent but anything you do say can be given in evidence!" Olivia snarled and you glance up, your blood running cold as you look at your former teacher who had hurt you so much in the worst possible ways as a child. You had only been 12 years old when he attacked you, playing on the fact that you'd never had a Dad or a Mom really; your own Mom was never home due to having a high profile job so you'd been left to your own devices, practically raising yourself until he had come along and taken an interest in you. Like most predators he had picked you because you were vulnerable; all you wanted was for someone to love you and give a damn about you.

It had started off innocently when he began to tutor you in the classes you were failing, holding you accountable when you wouldn't study enough! Then it progressed to buying you birthday and Christmas presents, all harmless until you began to realise that it wasn't harmless at all; he had invited you over to his house for dinner, his argument being that you weren't eating enough and had lost weight... it was true! You had stopped eating due to all the stress that you had going on at home and he had decided to invite you over for dinner at least 4 times a week. Your heart began to beat rapidly in your chest when you remember the day that he first violated you.

"Come on kid, eat up! I made you your favourite..." He whispered in your ear, rubbing your shoulders and your hair whilst you sat at the table. A big plate of cheesy pasta was put in front of you and you bit into it tentatively, trying to do exactly what he was asking of you.

"Thank you Sir!" You had said politely, twirling the pasta onto your fork and helping yourself to some salad that was dripping with your favourite dressing and croutons. This was a luxury; the most you would have at your Mom's was a microwave meal, maybe a box of Kraft Mac and cheese if you could be bothered to heat it over the stove.

"Y/N how many times do I have to tell you? Call me H/N while we're out of school! We're friends, you know that! That's what friends do!" He had smirked at you and you had smiled back, completely unaware as to what was going to happen next. Once you had finished your dinner, he had handed you a glass filled with a red liquid. You had taken a sip once he had told you to and grimaced, whilst it had tasted sweet there was also a bitterness to it.

"What is that? I don't think I like it..." You had spoken softly and he had frowned which turned your stomach; he was the only person who was looking after you and you had offended him. He came over and fiddled with your bra strap, the feeling making you feel even worse and just disgusting. He moved closer to you, feeling his hot breath on your neck was enough to make your stomach turn! Something felt wrong; it didn't feel right and you stood up.

"Come on, Y/N. It's only a bit of red wine, you're so mature for your age that I thought you could handle it. Come on honey... here take a seat on my lap!" He pulled you down hard onto his lap, you let out a yelp as his arousal poked you from behind. You didn't know what this was but you knew it was wrong, you knew what he was doing was inappropriate and you didn't like the way it was progressing.

"Please stop! I don't like it... please just let me go, Sir! I won't tell anyone... I won't!" You whispered tearfully, trying to wriggle off of his lap and letting out a scream when he squeezed your breasts hard. He was hurting you, doing unspeakable things to you against your will and you didn't understand; this man had been in your life for 6 months, all you had wanted was for him to be a father figure to you but this... no, you didn't want this.

"Shut up you whore, you've been leading me on the whole time. Do you think anyone is going to believe you? You're a waste of space, Y/N and only I care about you... no one will ever believe you!" He had snarled, angrily grabbing you by your hair and throwing you down on the bed. He ripped your clothes off and did so many unspeakable things to your body, leaving you screaming and pleading for him to stop! It hurt... why wasn't he listening?!! He had kept you there for hours, hurting you repeatedly between your legs until he was done with you and threw you out into the cold.

"No one will ever believe you... if you tell anyone then I'll kill you!" Was all that kept repeating in your head and he was right; you had told your Mom when you had got home and the first thing she had said took your breath away.

"What were you wearing?" She had been disgusted by you and you couldn't believe that she had asked you that! You were 12! You were only 12. You ran up to your bedroom and had sobbed pitifully into your pillow.

"No one will believe me!"

You had come round to the present, your whole body shaking and trembling, that had been the start of your torment. From the ages of 12-17 the man who you had trusted had raped, beaten, tormented and assaulted you most days and you felt like you couldn't say anything.

"Y/N? How nice to see you!" You heard him say and you flinched, throwing all your stuff at him and onto the floor, everyone was staring at you. Some with concern, others with indifference and both Olivia and Elliot just gawped at you, they were putting two and two together.

"Stay the fuck away from me! Stay away! I fucking hate you!" You had sobbed as though you were still that 12 year old little girl who he'd betrayed all those years ago. You stood up and ran away, it was too scary to be here... you ignored the sound of Olivia and Elliot screaming your name, you also ignored Olivia punching the man who betrayed you in the face and screaming at him. The last thing you heard was Olivia's loud scream...

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER? WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO MY KID?" She had yelled and whilst that had filled your heart with love, you still felt so ashamed and you knew that you couldn't be here. You had to get away... so you switched your phone off and ran away, not wanting to burden your 'family' anymore than you already had.

It had been almost 12 hours since anyone had seen you and you were sat staring into space, absolutely terrified on top of a bridge. You were freezing cold and your cheeks were red and sore, cold tears slid down your face.

"Y/N?" Olivia whispered and you startled anxiously, seeing Olivia and Elliot standing there. On the one hand you were so relieved to see them; they were your surrogate Mom and Dad, the parents that you had needed growing up. They had never hurt you and they had never wanted anything in return... ever since you had joined SVU they had looked out for you and had helped you. However, you were also so ashamed... you had just upped and left them all whilst also creating a massive scene and embarrassing the entire Squad! You turn away from them and just sob violently, almost losing your grip and falling into the icy waters below.

"Y/N... I know how much you're hurting! I get it, I know little one..." She cooed and took a step forward, her voice was safe and she was so close that you could smell her perfume and it almost enveloped you like a warm hug. She just kept talking to you, very slowly edging even closer until you could feel her arms wrapping around your middle and pulling you off the ledge. You begin to kick and scream, your arms and legs flailing about as Olivia lifted you down... you weren't ready yet!

"Livvvvvvv!" You lash out at her and Elliot too, you just wanted to die and not burden them with this; they don't deserve to put up with your issues and grief. You had bought it all on yourself! Elliot gently picked you up and you crumbled, he held your head against his shoulder and hugged you tight.

"You're safe... you're alright! You're ok... I'm just getting you away from the ledge and then Olivia and I are going to look after you! We are gonna keep you safe, sweetheart!" He cooed and you just wailed whilst he carried you kicking and screaming towards the car, only putting you down when you were safe from harm.

"I'm sorry for running... couldn't... I couldn't..." You get choked up and Olivia pulled you into her arms, allowing you to bury your face into her chest. It was safe, warm and it was home... her hugs always seemed to make you feel secure and loved, you couldn't help but hug her tight and sob for her.

"Livvvvv!" You cried again and she got into the car, pulling you into her lap whilst Elliot blasted the heat on and Olivia wrapped you up in a warm sweatshirt, helping to keep you warm after being out in the elements for that length of time.

"Hey... I'm here. You're so loved sweetie, we are so sorry that we didn't see how hurt you were! I love you and so does El! You're safe, little one!" She cooed and cradled you to her chest as though you were a child, running her fingers through your hair and kissing you all over your face.

"I'm so sorry... please don't..." you trail off and Olivia kissed you gently on the lips, it was so maternal and made you feel so safe that you just played with her hair and cry out for her again. You just want Olivia to be your mom, to keep you safe from all the bad things that had hurt you and would continue to hurt you.

"Don't ever apologise, honey. You did nothing wrong! He hurt you didn't he?" Olivia whispered and you nodded your head, cuddling up to her whilst Elliot began to drive you back to the apartment that the two of them shared. You continued to cry and gripped at her shirt, you were so overwhelmed and frightened. It was only once Elliot had stopped the car that she picked you up onto her hip and kissed every inch of you.

"We have all the time in the world, sweet girl! You're safe now..." Olivia cooed wrapping one arm around your body and using the other to repeatedly smooth the hair back from your face whilst she carried you up the stairs. Elliot opened the front door and then locked it quickly behind you all, making quick work of switching the kettle on whilst Olivia sat down on the couch with you in her lap.

"I'm frightened... I'm so frightened!" You let out a sob and Olivia held your head to her chest and rocked you back and forth, very gently rubbing your back to soothe the sobs that were making your whole body shake.

"I know Y/N... it's ok. You're ok, I'm here and so is Elliot! We won't let anyone hurt you again!" She cooed and smiled softly at Elliot who was holding a tray with three hot cocoas and a big plate of your favourite cookies. He sat next to you so that you could see him which meant the world to you; the fact that he thought about your feelings was everything and you reach out your hand so that he could hold onto it.

"Olivia?" You mumbled and moved even closer to her, sighing contently when she pulled you even tighter to her chest and kissed your head.

"Yes honey? I'm right here... you can tell us. You can tell us anything, you know that don't you? You've done nothing wrong!" Olivia reassured you repeatedly and tightened her arms around you, giving you the most loving cuddle that you've ever had and you melt into her arms.

"It started when I was 12..." You let out a sob and Elliot hands you a tissue which you accepted gratefully, letting out loud sobs as you try and explain what had happened to the two older adults who had been parents to you. Olivia leaned back on the couch and you lay cradled to her chest, gently hiccuping and struggling to find the words.

"Shhh... Shhh... it's ok!" Olivia soothed and wiped all your tears away with her thumb. You cling to her and take a deep breath, trying to keep yourself calm so that you can explain everything that had happened to you and why you had wanted to run away.

"Growing up my Mom was never there for me; she was a surgeon who worked 100 hours a week and as for my Dad.. he left when I was little and I don't remember him. I was just left to my own devices until Mr H/N came into my life... he was great at first! He would help me with my homework, tutor me when my grades began to slip... he just did 'Dad' things ya know?" You hiccup anxiously and Elliot's eyes filled with tears; that sicko had taken your need for a father figure and had used it against you. He gently took you from Olivia's arms and gave you a cuddle, comforting you when you began to cry.

"He began to buy me things... it started off with Christmas presents, things for my Birthday and then it progressed to inviting me over for dinner... I thought he cared about me!" You sobbed and Elliot hugged you tight, rocking you in his arms as though you were his own daughter. It felt nice and you felt so safe! Especially when he stroked your hair.

"It's ok, sweetheart. You did nothing wrong... he was the one who was wrong here! Just tell us all about it, that's it darling! You can do it... we're here now!" He cooed and sat you in between the both of them so that they could comfort you together. Olivia got you a blanket and wrapped it around your shaking body, carefully reaching for your drink and helping you to drink it because your hands were shaking so much that you couldn't hold it.

"That's it, baby! Slow sips... that's it! You're doing so well..." She cooed and pressed a couple of kisses to your cheek whilst holding onto your hand, letting you know that she was here with you every step of the way! That they both were.

"It started with odd touches here and there, I thought it was an accident.. he started to brush up against me and then one night after I had finished dinner, he got me a glass of red wine! I didn't like it very much and told him so... he said that I was so mature for my age and that I should drink it. I got up and he pulled me down onto his lap and I felt his.. it poked me!" You whisper, speaking as though you're still 12 years old... as though you're still that little girl who'd been badly violated. You crawled into Olivia's lap and she cradled you close to her chest, trying to get you through the hardest thing that you would ever have to talk about.

"I've got you, sweetie. You're safe... no one will ever do that to you again! You're ok... it's ok!" She rocked you back and forth whilst you dissolved into a flood of tears, this hurt! It hurt so much and all you wanted was Olivia and Elliot.

"I knew it was wrong Liv, I knew that it was inappropriate so I asked him to let me go and I said that I wouldn't say anything to anyone..." You begin to take deep breaths, struggling desperately due to the panic that you felt. She placed one hand over your heart and rubbed soothing circles, gently nuzzling your nose with her own until you were back to breathing normally again.

"He called me a whore and said that no one would believe me... he grabbed me by my hair and threw me on his bed, he did unspeakable things to me... to my body for hours! He covered my mouth and I still screamed until my throat went hoarse! I was in so much pain..." you trailed off and whilst you felt so safe having Elliot next to you, it was Olivia who you desperately wanted. You just wanted a Motherly figure to keep you safe in the way you're own hadn't and it was like she could sense this; she held you tighter when you shuddered against her and pressed a kiss you your cheek.

"Shhh you're ok..." She soothed and you closed your eyes, this was so scary but having them both here made it a little less frightening. The smell of her perfume enveloped your whole body in a warm hug and it makes you feel safe enough to tell the rest of what had happened to you.

"Eventually he let me go and I ran home... I told my Mom and she asked me what I had done to lead him on, I was 12!! I was only 12... I tried to cuddle her but she pushed me away and went to her room! He was right Liv... no one believed me and he hurt me for another 5 years until I turned 17 and left for college!" You were a sobbing mess by this point and Olivia and Elliot were furious! They couldn't get over what your Mom had said to you... how could she be so heartless! They both looked at each other and they knew what the other was thinking, they were going to treat you exactly the way your Mom should've after that dreadful night.

"Come on Y/N... would you like a hot bubble bath? You're still freezing cold!" Olivia said softly and you nodded, you were freezing cold. She just picked you up onto her hip, supporting your weight with ease and taking you into the bathroom. She placed you down so that she could fill the tub up with hot and soapy water, turning away when you took your clothes off and climbed in. The hot water felt so nice against your skin, making you feel clean and a lot better. You close your eyes when Olivia begins to wet your hair and nearly fall asleep when she massages shampoo into your scalp.

"Try not to fall asleep just yet, little one. I know you're tired... I know!" Olivia cooed and kissed your temple, washing all the shampoo out and lathering conditioner into your hair. She lets you lean on her when she washes the conditioner out and nearly bursts into tears when you talk to her after she gets you out of the bath.

"Don't leave me Mama... please don't go!" You had mumbled in your deliriously tired state and you lean on her whilst she takes you through to her and Elliot's bedroom so that she can get you into pyjamas.

"It's ok, sweetheart. You're ok... Mama's here! Mama's here..." She cooed in your ear and shut the bedroom door to give you both privacy. She dries you off and gets you changed into an oversized sweatshirt and some sweatpants, then she does your hair. She braids it into two neat plaits and sits you on her lap, allowing you to talk and say whatever you want to say.

"Liv... can I please call you Mama? It won't be weird right? Oh and do you think Elliot would let me call him Dad? I've never had one before and..." You trail off and Olivia presses a kiss to your nose and lips, the Motherly comfort making your tummy feel warm.

"Of course you can Y/N, I would be so honoured if I could be your Mama. That would mean so much to me and I know Elliot would love it if you called him Dad! I'm sorry that we couldn't be there back then but we're here now, sweet girl!" Olivia cooed and just cuddled with you in bed, allowing Elliot to enter when he knocked and asked if he could come in. He had the shock of his life when you looked up at him, your eyes shining with love.

"Daddy!" You made room for him by budging closer to Olivia and his eyes filled with tears. He looked at Olivia and she confirmed it with a nod, they were your parents and that was that! He got in next to you on the other side so that you were sandwiched between the two of them.

"Daddy's here now! That's it, honey. Daddy's got you!" He cooed and immediately you felt safe and warm, nuzzling into them both and calming down. You knew that you were safe now, truly safe!

"Mommy... I'm sorry for running away!" You say quietly, just reiterating to yourself that she really was ok with you calling her that. Olivia stroked your hair and tucked you into their embrace, keeping you safe from harm the way your own Mom should've all those years ago! She stroked your cheek and it made you feel sleepy, the last thing you hear makes your heart flutter and you know that everything is going to get better.

"You have nothing to be sorry for! You're safe... you're home with Mommy and Daddy, Mommy's got you and so has Daddy... you don't have to run away, not anymore! You have a family now and it's all going to be ok!" She had cooed repeatedly in your ear and for the first time in your whole life, you truly believe that you're safe.