All She Has Left

A/N: READ THIS BEFORE YOU START! This is an AU crossover between Law and Order SVU and Glee. There are mentions of rape and assault in later chapters though there are no direct scenes about it. I will give a notice in the beginning of the chapters that contain those scenes. This is also a femslash story with Alex/Olivia, Brittney/Santana, and Rachel/Quinn. It is set for the most part in New York.

Rachel Barbra Berry had had enough. She was tired of everyone running over her and acting like she was the root of every problem. Just because she worked for the things she wanted doesn't mean that she was being shown favoritism! She had gotten to the point where she was just going through the motions; go to school, get harassed, go to class, get shoved into a locker, go to glee, get railroaded, go home, and repeat. She was losing sleep at night and her grades were suffering. All around her, the teachers did nothing and the perpetrators got away with bullying and even assault.

And to top it all off, she had been feeling weird lately. Sometimes she was burning up hot, like the sun was inside her body, burning her from the inside out. Other times, she would feel like water was running over her skin. Or there would be a breeze wrapping around her even if there was no wind. The young starlet was beginning to question her sanity.

The brunette had spent the past week staying up late and thinking about what she wanted to do. No, what she needed to do. Rachel had already contacted her aunt in New York and now she just needed to convince her fathers that moving there was in her best interest. As she drove home, she mentally composed a PowerPoint presentation listing all of the reasons why they should let her move.

As she approached her house, Rachel could feel that something was wrong. For one, the door to the Berry home was slightly open. She parked her silver Kia and got out, rolling her bag behind her. She carefully placed her coat on the hook and leaving her backpack in the closet. She took off her shoes and entered the kitchen.

"Dad? Daddy?" the diminutive brunette called hesitantly while moving around the island. What she saw would stay in her dreams for years to come…

Her fathers were bound in a seated position, back-to-back with gags in their mouths. There were cuts all over their bodies and each had a wound right over their hearts. Rachel screamed and fell to her knees. Her neighbor, having just gotten home from work and heard her sobbing, found her twenty minutes later, sobbing over the cooling bodies of Leroy and Hiram Berry.

The neighbor, Ms. Jacobson called the police and an ambulance and cradled the distraught girl in her arms, murmuring nonsense in her ear and stroking her hair as the house was swarmed by men and women in uniforms.

"Ma'am, we need to take her to the hospital and see if she has any injuries and the police need to talk to you," a male EMT said, reaching down to take Rachel's hands. He pulled the tiny teenager up and the woman stared after her as the brunette was led away.

The next day, Lieutenant Jameson Dawes entered the hospital room of Rachel Berry to find the girl seated with her knees drawn up to her chest and her head down.

"Ms. Berry? My name is Lt. Dawes and I'm here to take your statement," the burly man said gently as he closed the door. He took a seat as Rachel lifted her head and stared at him with dead eyes.

"I came home from school, wanting to talk to my fathers. The door was open. It was odd but I ignored it. I went into the kitchen and that's when I found them," the normally verbose teen stated emotionlessly, still in shock over finding her Dad and Daddy dead.

"So you didn't see anyone exiting your home?" he pressed, leaning forward to stare at her. She shook her head.

"No, sir," she replied quietly. His heart was breaking silently for the teenager.

"Do you know of anyone who would want to hurt your fathers?" Dawes asked. The girl gave a dark chuckle.

"Try the majority of Lima. Daddy and Dad made quite the scandalous pair, being two men in love and raising a daughter. It didn't matter that Daddy is a lawyer with the prosecutor's office and Dad is a pediatric surgeon. Well, was I guess," she stated, tears falling from her red eyes. The detective scratched his cheek nervously as a nurse poked her head in the room and gave him a venomous glare.

"Um is there someone I can call for you Ms. Berry?" he asked hastily, standing up and tucking his notebook in his coat pocket.

"No, sir. I called my aunt in New York. She should be here soon," she replied, closing her eyes and wiping her face.

"I am very sorry for your loss, Ms. Berry. I will do everything in my power to find whoever is responsible for this heinous crime," he vowed, nodding his head and leaving her room. As the man was exiting the building, a tall, powerfully built woman got out of a cab and ran towards the entrance. The two bumped into each other.

"Sorry!" the tall brunette woman called as she entered the building. Dawes stared after her for a moment before shaking his head and leaving the facility.

Detective Olivia Benson rushed into Lima Memorial Hospital and skidded to a stop in front of the front desk.

"Excuse me, what room is Rachel Berry in?" she asked, brushing her short brown hair out of her eyes. The nurse at the desk looked at her and gave her a plastic smile before clicking away on the computer.

"She's in 214," the nurse replied, not even looking up as she heard the sound of the taller woman jogging down the hall and to the stairwell.

Not even three minutes later, Olivia was standing outside of Rachel's room. Her heart broke when she saw the still figure on the bed.

"Oh, baby girl," she whispered, shaking her head and squaring her shoulders. She knocked gently on the door and opened it. Rachel slowly raised her head off her knees and whiskey met chocolate. Olivia sat behind her adopted niece and wrapped her arms around the trembling girl.

"Let it all out, baby," she said, rocking her back and forth. It took Rachel all of thirty seconds to allow the tears to once again fall. The duo sat together on the bed for the next two hours, crying and talking about all the times they shared with Leroy and Hiram.

"Baby, I know you don't want to talk about this but we need to decide what you're going to do," Olivia started, hesitantly running a hand through thick brown locks.

"What do you mean?" Rachel responded, sitting up and wiping her face. Her aunt took a deep breath.

"Your fathers…They left everything to you and they weren't exactly paupers. There's the house and the cars and the funeral," she said, hating that she was bringing this up so early.

"I…I don't know! I just lost them and I don't know what I want to do or what I need to do!" Rachel told her, heart constricting in her chest at the thought of her fathers' deaths.

"It's ok, it's ok. We don't have to worry about this right now. We have time to decide what to do," Olivia soothed, rubbing the teen's back.

"I just lost them and now what do I do?" Rachel sobbed, burying her face in the older woman's neck. Olivia sighed sadly and wrapped one arm around the tiny girl, rocking her until she fell into a fitful sleep.

Half an hour after Rachel fell asleep, Olivia felt her phone buzz in her pocket and sneakily pulled it out, opening it and smiling as her lover's name flashed across the screen.

"Hey baby, what's up?"

"Things here are going to take a little more time than I thought. The judge is going to sign the papers tomorrow on all three of them and then we're going to go and collect their things and head back to New York."

"I think it'll be longer than that. Leroy and Hiram…someone broke into their home and killed them. And now we're all Rachel has left. Their bodies will be released on Friday and we need to bury them and sort out all of the paperwork and Rach needs to decide what to do with the house and everything and God, we're all she has left," Olivia rambled, letting out a little cry into the phone. Her love hushed her gently.

"We're all going to be okay. It won't be that hard to add one more into our plans."

"She's being discharged tonight. She'll want to go to school tomorrow and say goodbye, turn in her books. I'll withdraw her and the others after classes end."

"We're going to get a couple of hotel rooms and I'm going to explain exactly what's going on to them. They need to understand that it's not their fault."

"I love you."

"Love you too Liv."

Olivia sighed as she put the phone down on the night stand next to the bed and cradled Rachel in her arms. Her eyes widened as she saw, or rather felt, something strange happening to the girl in her lap. Her skin grew warm and something like a warm breeze ruffled their hair, seemingly coming from nowhere. A scent of the ocean mixed with pine needles wafted from the girl and Olivia stared at her, eyes wide and mouth open.

Could her niece, her Rachel, be the one that they were all waiting for? Thinking back on Rachel's life and then the mysterious incident that had just occurred, Olivia had to smile. Her little niece was so important and Rachel had no idea.