Chapter 2
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Liv's POV
As I was walking out of the elevator, to my floor, I headed to my office. My team was already here, at their desk, on their computer, doing paper work.
As I walked in, I said my "Good morning's."
"Good morning, everyone." I said then took a sip of my coffee.
"Morning, captain." Fin had said.
"Yeah, good morning." Nick and Amanda had said.
As I went into my office, I sat down, and went through my emails. Probably not even 5 minutes later, Elliott came in.
"Hey Liv," he had said.
"Hey El, how the baby?"
"Getting big." He had said.
Elliott has been gone for awhile to take care of things back home. He finally came back after awhile and good thing too since I've became captain. I need the best and he's one of the best.
"Umm, there's a case."
"There's always one, El."
"Yeah, well this one asked for you Liv." He had said.
I looked up at him and spoke. "Did they? Who is it?"
"A woman just got r***d and says she's your sister." Elliott said.
I stopped what I was doing and stared at him speechless. I didn't have a sister. And he knew that.
"I don't have a sister and you know that." I told him.
"Yeah, I know. But she had asked for you by name." He had said.
I sighed then got up and grabbed my keys, gun, and badge. As I walked out of the office I looked at Fin.
"Fin, your in charge til I come back. Elliott and I have a case." I had said.
"Need any back up?" Nick asked.
"No, your still on desk duty." I told him.
"Damnit." He muttered then got up and walked away.
"Actually, Amanda. You go to this address while we head over to the hospital." I said. "Dom, back her up."
"On it captain." They both had said as Elliott and I headed out.
As the whole ride to the hospital, I was thinking about the whole thing about this woman saying she's my sister. How can I have a sister when my mothers dead and, well my Father, who knows where at.
Thank god El was driving, I had to much on my mind. Thinking of this woman and my Father, who he had bedded with after he had r***d my mother and done his time.
As we got to the hospital, we went to the front desk and was about to ask where the victim was when we heard a scream saying; "No, I want my sister first. Where's Olivia!"
When I heard that, we sped walked over there and I pulled back the curtain.
"Excuse me!" The nurse said at first until said who we were. "Detectives, sorry."
"Olivia!" The girl cried out. "Tell her to stop."
"Nurse, give us just a few moments. Please." I had said.
The nurse nodded her head and walked out, closing the curtain behind her.
"Thank you. I told them, I wanted to wait til you got here. I needed you." She had said.
I nodded my head to her, to let her know I understood what she was saying. "What's your name?" I asked.
"Casey. Casey Hollister."
When she said that name, it had hit me like a hurricane. I never expected to hear that last name ever again.
"May I ask, was your father name;" I started to say right when she said it for me.
"Joe Hollister. Well Joseph more likey." She had said. "Making you my step sister."
"And Simon Marsden?" I stuttered out.
"Step brother." She had said.
I nodded then looked at Elliot. He rubbed my arm then walked out.
"Look, I didn't know about you at all. And I clearly see you knew about me and Simon."
"Well I don't talk to Simon since he ran off, who knows where." She had said.
"Yeah, nor me. Which is my fault." I had said. "But let's get back to why your here. Can you tell me what happened while the nurse checks you out?"
"Yes." Casey had said then started to tear up.
I turned around to head out on the other side of the curtain to get the nurse. I waved her over and she came back.
"She's ready now. You check her out while I talk to her." I told her.
"Okay. I know she wanted to wait for you but it was protocol to do the procedure, detective." The nurse had said.
"I know." I had said as we walked back.
As we went back, Casey laid back with her arms over her head, waiting. I grabbed the the camera that the nurse had on the medical table and started taking pictures of her. While I was doing so, the nurse done her r**e check.
"Casey, let me see your arms." I said as I walked over to her more. Casey brought her arms down facing the curtain. "Can you tell me what happened?"
"Ow," she cried out.
"Sorry." The nurse told her.
"I was out with my best friend, we was celebrating early for graduation." She stared to say.
"Was you drinking?" I asked.
"Yes, but I only had a few drinks. I was more sober then my Harley. I even called a cab for us to go home."
"Okay, what happened once you got home?" I asked.
"Well once I got her to her apartment, dropped her off, then I went up to mine. That's when I ran into him getting off the elevator." She said as she looked at me, when I walked around to the other side of her to take a picture of face. "He was nice enough to help me to my place."
"That's how they getcha." I said as I grabbed my pen out of my pocket to have it next to her busted lip to take a picture.
"After he helped me in, I thought he walked out when I went to go to my room to take a shower."
"You didn't take a shower did you?" The nurse asked.
"No," Casey called out. "I was about to when he attacked me. He pushed me into the shower wall hard 3 times, even slapped me a few times when I tried to look at him or even when I screamed. When I heard him unzip his pants I tried my best to fight him but I failed. If it wasn't for Kenny, I would be dead right now."
"And who's Kenny?" I asked.
"My neighbor and he also works here. His wife also works here as well. They're like family to me."
I nodded my head. "This guy that assaulted you tonight, did you know him or ever seen him before?"
"No, never." She cried.
"Okay, we're done here. Let me take these back to the lab and I'll get back with you detective." The nurse had said. I nodded my head. "Did you want me to send in Mary?" The nurse asked Casey.
"Please will you." She cried.
"Who's Mary?" I asked.
"Kenny's wife."
I nodded my head and finished taking pictures of her and asked her more questions. As I was done taking pictures, I wrote down all what she had said. After I was done, I told her I would be back.
I walked out closing the curtain back to find Elliott. When I found him talking on the phone, I handed the camera back to the nurse and took the chip out of it.
"Anything?" Elliott asked me.
"Yeah, she told me what happened and how it happened. The bastard helped her home after she ran into him getting off the elevator." I had said.
"Bastard thought he was gonna get lucky for helping her home. Sick." Elliot said.
"Yep." I said as the nurse handed me paperwork to fill out and sign.
It was quiet for a moment while doing the paperwork until a woman came to the deck.
"Jill, where she at?" A woman asked.
"Curtain 3." The nurse told her.
Curtain 3 was Casey.
"You must be Mary?" I asked.
"Yes, and you are?" She asked.
"NYPD, Detective Olivia Benson and my partner, Detective Elliott Stabler." I had said showing her my badge.
"Oh god, is she okay?"
"Yes and no. She was assaulted tonight. If it wasn't for your husband, it would've been a lot worse." I told her.
"Yeah, I know. He called me to tell me but I was busy. I got his voicemail when Jill paged me. Can I see her?"
"Yes, you can. Just have her come see us at the precinct. Here's my card." I said as I handed her my card out of my pocket.
"Sure will." She said as she took the card and went to go see Casey.
After walking out of the ER, getting into the car, I went over my notes what Casey had told me. After a few moments I had spaced out until Elliott had called for my attention.
"Liv?" He called.
"Yeah." I said as I looked at him.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
"Because you didn't answer me."
"Oh sorry. What did you ask?"
"I asked if it was true? Is Casey your sister?" He asked.
"Yeah. Sure, I suppose so. Wasn't you in there when she said it." I asked.
"Yes, but just wanted to make sure."
"I mean when I mentioned Simons name, she knew who he was. And her having the same last name as Joseph, it kinda all fits in." I had said.
"But why all this time though. Why didn't she reached out to you like Simon did." Elliott asked.
He was right. Why didn't she? All I know she could be playing me. Done her research.
All I can do is, do a DNA on both of us like I did Simon.
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