Never Meant for This

Chapter 1 - Uncrackable

-DISCLAIMER-
I own none of the characters mentioned, unless stated otherwise. All rights go to Dick Wolf and NBC. This story is fictional and solely for entertainment purposes. Some scenes/vocabulary may not be suitable for children.
AN: Sentences that are in italics are Olivia's thoughts. Some words that are italicized aren't her thoughts, but are just used to emphasize words.
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   It had been 2,190 days. Six years. Six years since the last time Olivia had seen, heard from, or talked to her partner- well, former partner. Six years without associating with a person that she once considered to be the only man in her life.

   In the moments that led up to those six years, she learned that the tiniest of things can have the biggest impact on someone's life. On the day of the shooting in the precinct, all it took was a single, tiny bullet for her life to be drastically changed.

   Elliot fired the final shot in the precinct, the shot that killed Jenna Fox. Something felt off to Olivia about this tiny bullet. Of course she knew that it had just taken away the life of a child, but it wasn't like the feeling that she gets when someone dies in front of her. It was another feeling that really struck her. It was a feeling of expectancy. Like she knew something was coming, but she couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. It wasn't long after that day that she would learn why she had felt that way.

   When Cragen called her into his office, she already knew what was waiting for her behind those walls. She didn't want to believe it, but she subconsciously knew. He hasn't been back in weeks. She knew that when she closed the door her captain would tell her that the partner- her partner that she had spent 12 years with, had left. It hadn't been a shock to her when he said those exact words, but it still hurt worse than a blazing gunshot wound as they poured out of his mouth. The words "Elliot put his papers in" still echoed in her head, even six years later.

   It took months of suppressing her heartbreak to get to a mental state that allowed her to just exist without having to think about when Elliot would call her, or even send her a letter, every other second. She never knew the real reason as to why he never returned her calls or text messages, but she had thought that it fell in between the lines of not wanting to come back to the unit and not wanting to face her. She didn't know the exact reason, but she understood it. Some of it, anyways. And after six years of waiting for some sort of communication from him, she had finally given up her hope.

-May 3rd, 7:35pm, 16th Precinct-

   The entire precinct was assigned a case a week ago that she expected to be easily solvable. It was the rape of 24 year old Amelie Santiago, the daughter of a very wealthy power couple in the acting industry. Amelie just happened to be outside of the wrong club, at the wrong time, and was possessed with very bad luck. It was reported that two men who worked at the club drug her inside, locked themselves in a room, and raped her. She wasn't able to get a good look at the perps so a line up was out of the question, and the only thing that they had to go off of was a post-trauma recollection of the occurrence by Amelie.

   For a week now, Olivia, and the rest of the department have been trying to find a single lead, but have come up with absolutely nothing. Zero. Zilch. Not one piece of evidence or print was found from the crime scene and the rape kit came back negative for any fluids. It's almost as if the rape had never happened. Isn't it funny how something as tiny as a bit of evidence could have changed the course of the entire case?
The guys that they were dealing with weren't amateurs, they've attacked before. What's to stop them from attacking again? Not only has she not slept in over 24 hours, but she hasn't felt this frustrated with a case since, well, Lowell Harris. After running out of options, she decided to visit the hospital one last time to make sure that she had gotten all of the details from the attack.