In the criminal justice system, sexually-based offenses are considered especially heinous. In New York City, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as the Special Victims Unit. These are their stories.

The road was quiet and calm as Jen and Aaron walk home from a late dinner. Out of no where a car suddenly pulls onto the side walk, stops and the door flings open as a young boy is thrown out. The car speeds off as the couple sees the boys roll and fall unconscious. "Call 911!" Jen shouts as she runs to the boy’s side. She sees his face bruised cut and bitten all over his cloths are ripped and his face is so young. Aaron stands over while he explains to the operator what needs to been done.
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Detective Stabler is on scene with Detective Tutuola, CI guys are all around talking pictures. The young couple is standing while Aaron holds Jen comfortingly. Detective Stabler flashes his badge and starts asking questions. "I'm Detective Stabler with the special victims unit, can you tell me what happened earlier tonight."
Aaron spoke, "My girlfriend and I were just walking back to her house when this silver SUV pulls onto the side walk and dumps this poor kids body out the car and speeds off. I made the call while Jen checked on him,"
Jen picked up from there, "he was beaten to a pulp, and he had bruises all over him. Just before he fell unconscious he said he was sorry." A CI called the detectives over, Stabler walks while Tutuola continues to get the information. "Did you say his name?"
"We found a cell phone the fell out his pocket, its completely free of names, a Go-Phone. There was one number with a name to it. Kurt." The detective looks at the phone through the evidence bag. "Well Benson is at the hospital maybe she can figure out who this boy is."
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Detective Benson arrives at Mercy general and flashes her badge looking for the John Doe reported to her. The nurse who called in the rape waved Detective Benson over, "What's up?" Benson asked.
"The boy refuses to give us a name, but I conducted the rape kit and there are lots of rips and tears, he is cover in bite marks and his wrist were handcuffed. The pervert covered him in hickeys, bruises and scratched. I think he is mostly in shock but I requested you. You helped with a little girl a few months ago,” the nurse said. Benson nodded her head and headed to the privet room where the young boy laid with his back to the police who are questioning him. The cops could care less they were insensitive and carried most comment through with assumptions. The boy let out a sob when detective couldn’t let the officers continue.
"Officers, Detective Benson, with SVU, I'll take it from here." The officers walked out the room mumbling, "good luck the boy hasn’t said a word. "
"Hey there," Benson walked to the side of the bed he was facing. " My name is Olivia Benson, what is yours."
"Blaine" The boy mumbled not looking at her. His face was turning purple and he had hickeys and bruises all over his neck, even some of his hair was pulled out.
"Blaine, you want to tell me what happen." Olivia took a seat. Blaine started to cry again, and shook his head. "I can put the man who did this to you in jail, I just need a name, or a place. My partner is in front of the apartments where you were found, is that where you live?"
Blaine just shook his head again. “Blaine what are you saying no to?" Olivia asked.
"Everything,” Blaine murmured.
"How old are you Blaine?"
"16"
"Where are your parents?"
"I haven't seen them in 3 days." he said.
"Who are you staying with?" Olivia perked up upset that this boy was alone
"The neighbor brings me food and some times I have friends come over."
"Ok, what happened tonight?"
"I don’t really know, it's all my fault, I'm sorry." Blaine began to cry and pulled his hands to cover his face.
"No, listen to me its not your fault, you don’t have to be sorry." Olivia wanted to give him a comforting touch but he was bruised all over there was no spot she could touch without calling him pain.
"Blaine, I need his name, I can have him arrested before you even get out of bed,” Olivia promised.
"No, he said he will kill me, and all of my friends, he was my friend though." Blaine said though his hands.
"What else did he say?"
"That I was a dirty little cock slut, and its all my fault. And I want it, but I don’t. He was my first everything, it wasn’t special, with the boy I love, It was hot, aggressive, gross, it hurt so much. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone out tonight."
"No Blaine, don’t think like that. This man was a predator, you didn’t do anything wrong, just give me his name Blaine. There is no reason to protect some one who hurt you."
"I cant, because if I say it then that means it was real. That’s what my dad says, when you say it out loud, then your admitting it happened. That why I never told anyone I was gay." Blaine whipped his eyes.
"Alright fine, at least sign the consent form so we can run the rape kit through our data base and we can find him with out you saying his name."
"Ok," Blaine mumbles, Olivia gets the slip out of her pocket and hands it to Blaine with a pen. He stops signing suddenly after putting Blaine down and shakes his head, "I can't use my last name." He hands it back to Olivia with just his first name.
"I’ll see what I can get with this." Olivia stood up but Blaine took her hand, "Don’t tell anyone out there my name please." Blaine pleaded with his amber eyes looking right up at Olivia; she nodded and left the room as Blaine started crying again.
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Benson returned to the station around the same time as Stabler, who was reading cell phone records waiting for Tech to give names and addresses. Benson just returned from giving the rape kit to Dr. Warner.
"What did you get from the hospital?" Stabler asked.
"He refuses to give his last name, his family is out of town and he knows who raped." Benson sat down, "What did you get from the crime scene?"
"He dropped his phone, there are hundreds of text messages and called numbers but there is only one number in the phone under Kurt, he was also the last person called sometime this afternoon." Stabler looked at a clock, it was now a little past midnight, “I guess I should say yesterday afternoon."
Fin Tutuola came upstairs, "We got that Kurt kid, " Fin waved the papers. "His name is Kurt Hummel, he lives in the Claremont area."
"That’s about 10 miles from where the ambulance picked Blaine up." Benson said.
"Looks like we are paying the Hummel's a house visit." Stabler stood up and put his jacket on.
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The Hummel Residence
1667 Washington Avenue, New York
Saturday, April 21
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Burt Hummel sat in the living room watching the news when there was a knock on his front door. He crossed the room and opened the door to see two people standing. The short-tempered man sighed, "What do you want? It's late, there is a payphone up the road."
The detectives flash their badges, "I'm detective Benson this is my partner Detective Stabler, we are looking for Kurt Hummel.”
Burt was caught of guard something that rarely happens, he opened the door "Come on in, Kurt's not here right now, I just got home about 30 minutes ago, his step mother is in bed." Burt led them to the living room.
"Do you think you can find him for us." Stable asked looking around the room.
Burt nodded then called his Finn Hudson "Finn, get down here." The tall jock came down the stairs on the phone with his long time girlfriend Rachel Berry. "Where's your brother?"
"I don’t know," Finn tells his stepfather. "Rachel, where is Kurt?" he asked into the phone. He puts it on speaker because he hates playing messenger.
"Umm, we had coffee with Blaine after school then he and Santana were talking about some bar in Jersey they wanted to go to. Brittany is with them and I think Sam is too, but I told them all they were stupid for going out of state to go to a bar when we have tons here." The girl had a high pitch voice and spoke very fast. "But that’s why I didn’t go, besides we don’t know anyone in Jersey anyway." she said.
"They talked to Blaine this after noon," Stabler said to only Benson, she nodded.
"Detectives, what is going on?" Burt asked, Finn slowly inched his way towards the kitchen to grab a snack and detectives freaked him out because he just sold his brother out to going to a bar when he is underage.
"We are investigating a case and your son's name and number came up in our victims phone logs. We just wanted to ask some questions. Will you call us as soon as he gets home?" Benson give the older man her card and walked to the kitchen where Finn was asking Rachel to come over to talk to them.
"How you doing, Finn?" Stabler asked leaning on a wall. Benson leaned on the island.
"Um, my girlfriend is on her way over to talk to you guys, if you need to know anything about Kurt, they are like best friends, and Kurt is 18 he is really good never does anything wrong, almost never drinks, he's usually DD, we both are, but please don’t arrest him he didn’t do anything." Finn was panicking.
"We're not arresting him, we are just investigating a case his name was brought up so we thought we would come a visit." Benson says in her soft save voice.
"Can you tell me who these people are?" Stabler asked looking at a Christmas picture of him and a few other friends on the fridge. He removes it from the fridge and puts it in front of Finn.
"Yeah, that’s our glee club, this year right before we went on Christmas break. Tina, Rory, My brother Kurt, Quinn, Artie in the wheel chair, Brittany and Blaine on the floor, in the middle is our teacher Mr. Schuster, Puck, Mike, and Sam, but that’s not all off us." he says.
"Glee club?" Benson asked.
"Yeah the school choir is the glee club, we just won Regionals a few weeks ago thanks to Blaine and Rachel."
"What is Blaine last name?" Stabler asked still looking at the photo.
"Anderson," The door opened as Rachel called to Mr. Hummel "I'm sorry, Burt, I'm not staying long." Rachel wore her Pink pajama set she got from Quinn for her birthday. She ran from her house around the corner over here to talk to the detectives.
"Sorry I took so long, what's going on?" Rachel walked to stand by her man.
"We just want to know about Blaine Anderson,” Stabler said returning the photo to its place on the fridge.
"What's wrong with Blaine, we had coffee right after school," Rachel's big brown eyes looked between the detectives.
"What is his relationship to Kurt?" Benson asked ignoring her question.
"Well we're all really good friends, he and Kurt have a thing for each other but they just play pretend a lot. Kurt practically loves the guy but Blaine is afraid of disappointing his father."
"Have either of you met his father before?"
"No, I don’t even know his name," Finn said Rachel nodded in agreement. "Well Kurt knows that stuff, Blaine moved to Validus Preparatory Academy from public school last year. He kept to himself almost all of last school year until he came and joined the glee club around christmas, that was when he opened up and found his calling as a singer. He and I won Regionals a few weeks ago." Rachel said.
"So, Blaine doesn’t have a boyfriend, is he seeing anyone." Benson asked.
"No, well he had some coffee with this guy the other day but I don’t know any details, Kurt was just jealous and told me he had coffee with some one at their spot, raving about how he can like some one older then him that doesn't know a thing but see through everything Kurt does."
"Is there a picture of Kurt and Blaine that I can have a copy of?"
"Sure, I'll go get one," Rachel walked out the hall and came back a few seconds later with two school pictures. "I'm sure Kurt won't mind, he'll notice though." The detectives thank the teens and got back to their car.
"This boy looks completely different then the one I saw laying in the hospital bed. Who ever did this to him was more then violent." Benson said.
"Do you think Kurt did it?" Stabler asked.
"Definitely not, this boy in the picture can have done something like this." Benson said, taking both pictures looking at them side by side.
"Rachel said he was jealous that Blaine was talking to some one else, that’s reason."
"Not a real reason, if anything it was the guy he was talking too that day. This Blaine, and the boy I saw in the hospital are two different people." Benson got into the car. "Will you take me back to the station?" she asked.
"Liv call it a night. We can do anything until Kurt comes back." Stabler said as they got to the car.
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"Santana, I don’t know how you can work after last night." Kurt said as he drove toward Mercy Hospital. Kurt pulled into the parking lot and parked the car.
"Your right, I am exhausted, stay here while I tell Dr. Reece I'm not feeling well,"
"I'll come with you." Kurt said with a smile. He turned off his car, and walked up to the hospital with her. They went to the 4th floor Special Care, and Santana started looking for the doctor.
Detectives Benson and Stabler were in the office and saw Kurt as he waited for Santana. "Liv, isn't that the Hummel kid?" Stabler asked. Benson nodded but Santana called Kurt's name in a panic. Kurt hustled down the hall follow closely by the detectives. "Tana, what is it?" Kurt stopped in front of the door Santana was staring at. Kurt looked and gasped. Blaine.
He was sleeping but it only made him look even more in pain his smooth sleeping face showed the deep purple around his right eye and left cheek so prominent on his tan skin. Two white stitches holding together his triangular eyebrow, his hair was a shaggy mess. Santana was in the room but a nurse called them back. Stabler took Kurt by the arm, "Not so fast buddy," Kurt jumped in a panic as Benson walked in with Santana trying to pull her back.
"Blainers" Santana cried. He studded awake and got wide-eyed looking at his best friend being held by the detective he spoke to the night before.
"Tana, how did you find me, who is with you," Then he looked up to see Kurt with another man also holding him. "Kurt." Blaine looked up, Kurt had tears in his eyes Stabler let him go and Kurt wrapped his hands around the boy. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and mumbled how sorry he was in Kurt's chest.