Author's Note: I am sorry for the delay. There was work, death, and summer homework. I know this is a kind of short chapter, but I couldn't put anything else in. (Well, I could, but it'd be filler crap...) Anyway, I have not forgotten you. I will try to update as soon as I cna, but I'm back in school now, with three AP courses, so it might take a week or two. I still love you, though. Still love me?

Chapter Thirteen

"You must think I'm weird," Casey admitted. Her voice was barely over a whisper, and she could not bring herself to look Huang in the face. "I'm a few months shy of being thirty, and I've never had sex with anyone until sometime in the past couple days. In this generation, you must think I'm deformed or something."

Huang shook his head at her. "Casey, there's nothing wrong with a woman's choice to remain a virgin," he assured her.

"It's not like I haven't had the opportunity," Casey continued. "I mean, I was engaged. We would talk about it, but we never ended up doing anything. After I broke up the engagement, I just never felt close enough to anyone else."

"I respect that," Huang stated. He repositioned himself at the end of her bed so that he would not fall off. "And you know that none of us look at you any differently."

Casey rolled her eyes. "That's a load of crap, and you know it," she accused him. "Sure, you can tell me that this wasn't my fault, that you all won't view me any differently, but you know it's not true. You will all be looking through pictures of my genital region. Warner is running tests on my blood to check for diseases. Elliot and Olivia are going to take my statement and track down my attacker. Provided that they find him, Alex Cabot is going to put me on the stand where I will have to tell a judge, defense counsel, and twelve jurors exactly what this man did to me." She shook her head. "There's no way you can see me as the same person. I'm not. I should be trying this man, not testifying against him."


"Even you're doing it," Casey added. "The tone of your voice. You see me as a victim- admit it. That's why Olivia called you, isn't it?"

"Originally, yes," Huang admitted. "But I did it because I care about you. We all do. I'm not going to lie to you. We were surprised this happened to you of all people. And it is going to be awkward a little until the first month or so after the trial. There is nothing you can do to change that."

Casey nodded weakly. "Are there any other standard lines you're going to feed me?" she asked.

Huang chuckled. "Only if you're in the mood for hearing them." He did not wait for Casey to reply. He already knew what her answer was going to be. He rose from the bed and pat her shoulder lightly. "Take care."

Casey shrugged. "I'll try."

Huang smiled at her before he left. "You know I'm here for you," he told her. Once he was in the hallway, Olivia approached him. Before he could give Olivia the chance to ask him the question, he answered it: "She's going to be fine. She's still shaken up, and it's going to take time for her to get over this. Right now all she needs is support, no matter how many times she might try to deny it."

"Detectives," O'Halleran called as he walked down the stairs of the suspect's home. Fin and Munch, along with CSU, were going through the suspect's home for any other evidence that Olivia and Elliot might have missed. Everything from the basement was accounted for. Now CSU was spread through the rest of the house. O'Halleran had the master bedroom.

"Oh, he's making this too easy," Fin stated as he saw what O'Halleran had displayed on the television screen. On it was a picture of the rapist and Casey. Presumably it was from right before he raped her since Casey was still conscious. Thankfully, the tape was paused. Fin knew he could not bring himself to watch it.

"I don't see a camera," Munch pointed out as he scanned the bedroom. He glanced back up at the screen to try to figure out exactly which part of the room the angle was. Once determining it, he walked back to that angle, but the camera was hidden. Unless it was one of those hidden cameras… Munch shuttered. This guy was definitely sick.

"Any other wildly incriminating evidence?" Munch asked as he turned back around to face the other two detectives.

O'Halleran nodded. "In addition to the semen covered sheets, we found a bunch of newspaper articles and candid photos of Casey. He practically had every single article, even if it was only a small one where they just mention her name. He was definitely obsessed with her."

"There's no way for defense to argue it was just a coincidence that all of his articles mention Casey?" Fin asked.

"Not a chance," O'Halleran declared. "In the margin of one of them, he had scribbled out part of her schedule, plus the date on which she went missing. In the article the Ledger printed about her believed death, he wrote 'Kitten's Big Day'. That has to mean something."