The Healing Process: Adopted by Olivia Benson

Chapter 2

*Olivia's POV*

"Mercy General Hospital, Ho-" the hospital receptionist started.

"This is Detective Olivia Benson, from Manhattan Special Victim Unit, I'm on my way in, with a possible sexual assault Victim. She's unresponsive, possibly hypothermia. She's approximately 14, about 90 pounds. She needs immediate care, and a rape kit."

"Okay detective. Drive to the emergency room doors. Don't worry about your car. Someone will be there with a gurney." The receptionist spoke calmly. "How far Detective?"

"About five minutes out." Olivia Spock solemnly, trying to concentrate on the road, through the flashing lights on top of her car.

"We're ready for her now." The receptionist said as they hung up.

As instructed, Olivia pulled under the awning of the emergency room. She turned her car off and ran over to the passenger side and picked Bristol up, carrying her bridal style into the hospital, and laying her gently onto the awaiting gurney. The doctor started checking her vital signs immediately, as a nurse started an IV for fluids. The entire time they drilled Olivia.

"Name? Age? DOB? Height? Weight? Your relationship to the patient" The doctor asked.

"I already gave the receptionist this info! Her name is Bristol Doe, approximately 14, unknown DOB about 5'1, no more than 98 pounds, and I'm not reallocated, I'm Detective Olivia Benson, Mananhattan SVU. I'm the one that found her, and brought her in. I think she may have been sexually assaulted, there's blood on her inner thighs, and she's got bruising, and scars all over. I found her in her Brasier and panties." I told the doctor.

"Are you requesting a Rape Kit Detective?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. The Doctor was older, probably 50s. Light blonde hair, to her shoulders and gentle brown eyes.

"Yes I am. As soon as she consents. Do you know what's wrong with her?" Olivia asked.

"She's hypothermic. Her body has started shutting down. Thankfully, though because she only just passed out a short time ago, her organs haven't had the chance to shut down yet. We also found that she has one whopper of a concussion, her pupils are barley dialating, and when won't go to full diameter. She's in shock, which is part of the reason she passed out, along with the hypothermia, and exhaustion. Due to the blisters and contusions on her feet I'd say she walked a good 15 miles barefoot. She fortunate you came when you did, her injuries say she must have been wondering out there for hours."

The doctor piled yet another blanket on top of the frail girl, then hung the clipboard on the end of the bed. She turned and looked Olivia dead in the eye. lowering her voice, she spoke purposefully. "I'm going to approve the rape kit. By the looks of this girl she's been through hell, and had a few rounds with the devil himself. She has some older scars, and newer ones. They're all pretty deep too. The scars, newer wounds and the awful bruising points to long term abuse. I agree the blood on her inner thighs point to rape. It has to wait until after she wakes up for her consent though. Until then I'm going to do some x-rays to make sure she doesn't have any underlying problems, breaks, or fractures." She said removing the lock from the bed, and wheeling her to the door. Are you comming detective?"

"No, I have to brief my captain. Thank you doctor I'll wait here." I said looking down at my phone, which was ringing in my hand. "Benson." She answered.

"I'm here Liv." Cragen said.

"Come to her room, she not in right now. It's room 23, in the trauma ward." Olivia said glancing above the door, to double check the room number.

"I'll be there momentarily." He said hanging up.