Sorry for the wait, here's chapter five.

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She had no idea how much time had passed but she'd fallen asleep there on the floor after her sobs had exhausted her. She still wasn't sure that she hadn't suffered a concussion, the pain in the back of her head still just as fresh as it has been when she'd first opened her eyes in this room before the sun had come up.

For a long moment she didn't move from the fetal position she'd curled herself into; she simply lay there quietly, barely breathing and absently listening to the sounds beneath her ear that was pressed against the floor while her eyes followed a small beetle across the room. She watched it intently as it crawled under the door and into the room, seemingly fascinated by it as it made its way across the floor. Her eyes stayed with it while it scurried beneath the bed, heading no place in particular, just going about its day.

"All this time and you still never told me what happened to you"

"That's because you don't need those images in your head…"

…such a stupid thing to fight about" she thought to herself. Thinking back, she wished that she had opened up about it, maybe it would have helped her deal. She wondered why she felt more comfortable talking to a virtual stranger about the horrors she'd suffered than she did the man she'd cared so deeply for; loved. Maybe it was because deep down she knew that they wouldn't last because nothing ever lasted. Sometimes love just wasn't enough… and she'd learned that lesson more times than she cared to remember. Slowly, she blinked her eyes and allowed them again to focus on the beetle under the bed.

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"I'm telling you, I haven't seen Faith in over a year!" The man yelled, tired of trying to convince the detectives of this. When they turned up nothing at Faith's apartment, Amanda did some further digging and found the young woman's marriage license from 2012 and petition for divorce that was filed just 14 months later. They quickly tracked Marco Acocella to the posh Manhattan nightclub he owned - he had been in the middle of getting the place ready for tonight's crowd when they hauled him in for questioning.

"Until you beat her and killed her last night!" Nick yelled

"What? No! I…Faith's dead?" he asked, seemingly hurt and surprised by the revelation

"Because you had no idea…" Fin scoffed before he got in the Young man's face and lowered his voice to near a whisper. "You listen to me, you already looking guilty for your ex wife's murder, you don't want to be charged with killing a cop on top of that. Now I get it, couples go through things…maybe it got out of hand, Benson intervened and you lost it."

"I…I didn't…"

"Maybe you had help but I believe you're smart enough to not hurt her; maybe you just wanted to scare her. Come on man, you tell us where Sergeant Benson is and I will personally talk to the DA; get you a real good deal. I can make them understand why you felt driven to do what you did"

'I don't know what you're talking about!" Marco insisted, tears filling his eyes. "I cared about Faith, I would never do anything to hurt her, I would never do anything to hurt anyone; search my record, you won't find so much as a traffic ticket…I'M NOT A CRIMINAL!" he sobbed

"Only when you rape and beat her right?"

"I never laid a hand on her, and I don't know anything about a cop! Why aren't you people listening to me and going after the real killer? Faith and I only got married because my visa expired!"

"Greencard marriage…" Nick said

"Yes! She agreed to do it and I paid her twenty five thousand dollars. We lived together for a year until I got my citizenship and after we divorced, I let her keep the apartment and I continued to pay her rent. I swear to you, I never hurt her and I haven't seen her since we divorced!" he was scared to death and in tears at this point.

"Marco, you're done talking!" Trevor Langan said as he walked into the room

"Langan!" Fin seethed

"Hello detective"

"I was just telling them that I'm inno.."

"NOT. Another word!" Trevor made clear to his client before turning his attention back to Nick and Fin "Is my client being charged with a crime?" he asked. Fin and Nick looked at one another before Nick answered reluctantly.

"No"

"Then we're done here! Marco, let's go!" He said and turned to leave but then stopped and looked at Fin. "I'm sorry to hear about Sergeant Benson, especially in light of everything she's been through recently, but come near my client again without sufficient evidence and I will slap the department with a harassment suit, are we clear?"

"Crystal"

"Good! By the way, here's the security footage from the club last night that proves Mr. Acocella was there, as usual from 9pm to 3am!" he slammed the disk down on the table and without another word, left with his client.

"Now what?" Nick asked

"He's not our guy" Murphy said as he entered the interrogation room "That kid was about to piss himself!"

"Doesn't make him innocent " Fin quipped as Amanda appeared in the doorway

"Guys, TARU found somethin…"

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She heard whispers in the room. But that's impossible, no one came in so how can it be? She wondered as she opened her eyes again; still lying there on the cold wooden floor, still in that fetal position. She hadn't fallen asleep, just shut them to shutout the world.

"That's it sunshine, open up those big browns!" she heard a voice say…a woman's voice and she quickly looked up, infuriated at the name she had just been called.

"Do not EVER call me…" she stopped mid-sentence and froze, putting her head back down and choosing instead to close her eyes again and block out what she knew she could not actually be seeing. There were two of her – her own self, standing there looking down at her; Olivia from six years ago who wore that cute, short haircut she loved so much, standing there in that hideous orange Sealview jumpsuit. She was with Olivia from just last spring who was still in her burned and ripped black clothes, courtesy the maniac son of current maniac she'd fallen victim to.

Great, now I'm hallucinating! She thought to herself

"You're not hallucinating!" she heard one of the voices say and she shot up into a sitting position, her heart pounding.

"How can you hear my thoughts?!" she cried

"Our thoughts!" Last spring Olivia corrected.

"This is not happening!" current Olivia said as she cowered further into the corner.

"She thinks she's imagining us" Sealview Olivia said to last spring Olivia

"I got that" last spring Olivia noted before squatting down in front of current Olivia "You can't just lie here on the floor and wait for him to come back."

"There's no way out" current Olivia said hopelessly

"There's always a way out"

"Not this time" Current Olivia said

"Oh my God, are we giving up? We're giving up!" Sealview Olivia pointed out to last spring Olivia before turning to look down at current Olivia "You can't!"

"Unless you have a better idea"

"I do. We fight. As long as there is breath in our body, we fight!" Sealview Olivia

"I don't have any left"

"We're Benson, there's always something left" last spring Olivia said to her current self "Need we remind you how we've gotten ourselves out of certain predicaments in the past?"

"Please, just go away…I'm tired and I don't need to feel like I'm losing my mind right now, it's all I have left."

"Olivia…"

"I'm not listening" She said, tears streaming her cheeks as she shut her eyes and covered her ears, hanging her head between her knees. She stayed in that position for a moment before raising her head to see that her other selves were gone. More tears fell as she slowly lowered her hands from her ears and wrapped her arms around herself before dropping them completely to her sides and pulling herself up from the floor. Her legs were shaky from having been curled against her chest for so long and her steps were dawdling as she made her way back to the closet to retrieve the hanger.

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See you guys next chapter.