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“Damn it Calvin how many time do I have to tell you!” a blond woman screamed at her 9 year old son.

“I’m sorry mom! I won’t touch the pills again!” the dark haired child sobbed. He put his hand inside his pocket, fingering the card that he kept with him. He didn’t have to look at it to know what it said.

‘Det. Olivia Benson Manhattan SVU’ followed by three phone numbers. His mother smacked him.

“Don’t you back talk me!” she screeched.

He quickly ran to his room and shut the door. He laid on the bed in a fetal position and remembered the time he had spent with the brunette detective. It was the only time he ever felt loved. His mother’s girlfriend had killed his grandmother’s rapist. His mother had been a consequence of this rape. When his mother abandoned him to go live with that woman, she had given over guardianship rights of Calvin to Olivia. He wished his mom had left him alone. He felt the first tear fall down his cheek.  He pulled the card out of his pocket and put his jammies on. Olivia had come up with the name ‘jammies’. He felt a small, sad smile cross his face. He crawled into bed and let dreams of Olivia wash over him.

“Cal, its time to go to school kiddo!” Olivia called down the hall to the room where Calvin slept.

“Coming Livvy!” Calvin yelled back down the hall. He walked down the room and Olivia enveloped him in her arms. Then suddenly the hug became too tight, crushing him. He couldn’t breathe !

He woke up screaming, his mother had a pillow over his face. He sucked in a quick breath when his mother’s hand slipped. He reached around to the desk and grabbed the lamp, and hit his mom with it. She let go and slapped him again. He reached under the pillow and grabbed the prepaid cell phone under it. He dialed 911 and pushed it back under the pillow before his mom saw.

“You worthless son of a dick! You should have been aborted! I never should have had you! You should die!” his mother screamed accenting each sentence with a blow.

“My name is Calvin Benson! Help me! Please help me!” he screamed

“Your name is CALVIN ARLISS! You are mine not that bitch detective’s!” his mother screamed hitting him again.  “You know her daddy was a rapist right?” she screamed walking out of the room. Calvin lay bleeding on the floor and he heard his mother walk out the front door. He reached up and grabbed his phone and whispered his address into it before passing out.

“Liv, come on!” Elliot stabler shouted in frustration at the box he had been buzzing for the last 15 minutes. Finally the box buzzed back and a quiet voice asked

“Who the hell is it, and if it is Elliot im going to shoot you!” the voice of Olivia benson hissed through the box. The door clicked open and Elliot ran up the stairs to her apartment door.  He pounded on the door until she opened it with her gun in hand.

“Ell, I was serious, I will shoot you if you don’t have a good reason for wakeing me up at 3 o’clock in the morning.” She said glaring at him.

“Liv, its calvin. He’s at mercy general for a serious beating he managed to call 911 during the attack they called me at the precinct because he kept calling himself calvin benson and apparently the operator knows about your dad ‘cause that’s how she knew to call.” He said in one run on sentence.

“Hold on slow down El, cal is at the hospital? Was it Vivian?” she asked

“look I will fill you in on the way. They want us there yesterday!” he said already thrusting her coat at her. She grabbed it and followed him down. When they got to his car she noticed the car seat in the back.

“Why is Eli here?” she asked with a puzzled look on her face.

“I was babysitting for Kathy, she had a thing out of town.” He replied as they pulled away from the curb.

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