A/N: This story is a crossover spinoff of the House of Anubis Fanfiction: Scarred by Definitionofawriter. If you have not read that yet, you may want to for this story to make sense, as it picks up after chapter 60 when Nina was rushed to the hospital. If you've watched SVU, this story is the investigation part of the case leading up to the trial, which has already been written in Scarred.

For the SVU part of this: Setting is around season 8, for the purpose of the character's ages making since with the plot, (However the HOA/Scarred part is how it was written). Elliot is divorced; Kathy took his kids and moved to Florida with her new boyfriend. Olivia and Elliot have been together ever since she returned from Oregon (we'll say they got together after their conversation on the steps in the episode 'Burned'. The situation with Simon and the Hollister case is still going on as well. Main difference is in this story to fit with the plot of Scarred…the precinct/squad is in California instead of New York.

Summary: Detectives Benson and Stabler of the San Diego Special Victims Unit take over the high profile child abuse case against a California defense attorney who is only known for his alias 'Mr. Martin', and a startling discovery into the past reopens a 32 year old case that makes both Nina and Olivia question everything they thought they knew.

Disclaimer: I don't own the plot of Scarred, though some things in this story will be a little different, the ideas/credit belongs to Definitionofawriter. I also don't own House of Anubis or Law and order SVU because if I did Fabina and Bensler would have been together and Nina and Elliot would never have left those shows. Title 'Father of Mine' is based off the song by Everclear which I heard in the car yesterday while planning out my ideas for this.

Warning: This story is dark because of the plot of 'Scarred' and the nature of the cases/investigations the Special Victims Unit handles. Some parts may be triggering, read with caution.

If you have not read Scarred, this is a spoiler alert because this first part is the end of Chapter 60 as Definitionofawriter wrote it. Underlined parts indicate that the quotes come from Scarred and are not my original words. This first part is Fabian's POV.

I opened the door, and then another. A bathroom, a guest room, the laundry room. "NINA! NINA, CALL OUT!" Her stepfather seemed to get more panicked with each step I took and I hoped that meant I was heading in the right direction. There was one door left, at the end of the hall, with a door that was unlike the others.

"Fabian Rutter, freeze right there!" he shouted, but he was too late, I'd already opened the door.

And a part of me wished I hadn't.

Years from now, I knew I would still remember the stench of the room with a startling clarity. It reeked of piss and crap, of puke, of death. It was rancid, and I would've turned away if not for the sight before me.

"Holy shit."

Nina was lying unconscious on the bed. Her shirt was shredded, revealing more of her body than I'd ever seen, and she wasn't wearing pants. Her left arm was twisted in a very unnatural way, and bruises littered her face. Blood was caked under her, painted on her chest and stomach, plastered in her hair. I couldn't tell one injury from the other, and I had to blink to assure myself that it was real.

A hand came down hard on my shoulder, but I yanked away from it and released the tie on my guitar strap almost by instinct. "Get the hell out of here! I'm handling this. She's going to be fine, Rutter. I was patching her up before you came in all white knight style." He sneered.

"You sick bastard! I'm not going anywhere!"

When he lunged for me, my own pocketknife in hand that I'd given to Nina, I swung like there was no tomorrow.

The guitar smashed right into his side and sent him a few steps back, but another slam later and he was on the floor in the hallway. The guitar splintered, large cracks appearing in its side and I raised it again, again. It came down on his chest so hard that the bottom half of it shattered into countless strips of wood, and I relished in his scream.

Mark and Haru, who hadn't yet made it into Nina's room, were staring at me. I'd knocked him nearly unconscious in 15 seconds tops. "It was the only useful weapon I could bring with me on the plane," I spat. "How's that for a reason?"

My hands were shaking, and Haru gripped my arm tightly. "Fabian, leave him. Nina matters more. We'll handle him." Her name didn't calm me, only sent me into a larger panic. I just spent a minute saving our lives from him instead of saving her. I raced back into the room, and I could hear the boys' gasps behind me as they saw her for the first time.

"Nina?" I dove for the bed, climbing onto it and cringing as the blood soaked into my pants. "Nina, speak to me, darling." I pressed my fingers to the underside of her jaw, and I might have cried out when I felt a very faint, very weak pumping against my fingers. There was a slow, shallow rise and fall of her chest, and each breath was ragged.

"Rutter, you need to leave," the stepfather said from the hallway, still down on the ground. "I can heal her just fine. She's had worse injuries before."

I may have snarled at him. "I called 911 just before I got here. I figured you'd at least beat her up. They'll be here any minute." I couldn't see his face, but I knew what it had to look like.

"You didn't."

"I. Did."

A second later, he was scrambling to get onto his feet. Just as quickly, Mark and Haru were onto him, dragging him into the room. "Put him in the closet," I snapped, jerked my head at the door so I didn't have to take my hands away from what I was doing. My shirt was off and torn in a few pieces and I was pressing two to the worst of the wounds. I heard the open of a door, a thump, a cry, and a door closing. "Mark, find me some towels. Haru, call 911 again and see if you can rush that ambulance." They left, and I was alone with her once more.

"Nina," I called. "NINA." I lifted her into my arms as gently as I could, and the pain seemed to rouse her a little. She groaned a little. "Nina, wake up, please. You have to wake up!"

Her eyes opened, but there was no recognition in them when they focused on me. I thought I heard sirens in the distance, but I wasn't sure if it was my imagination or not. Mark tossed me a couple of towels and left again, saying something that I didn't hear.

"You have to stay alive, yeah? The police are coming, and they'll take you to the hospital and they'll get you patched up and you'll be okay and you can come back to Anubis House with me. You'll never have to go back to your stepfather, never," I rambled. "I promise. You just have to keep breathing. Do you hear that, Nina? Stay. Alive." My words were slurring together in my panic. The sirens had gotten louder, and I hoped that meant they were real.

Nina's eyes closed again.

"NINA!" I shouted, and her eyes rolled open again. Tears were pooling in her eyes, and there was still no light of familiarity in them. "Stay awake. Please. For me. I'm Fabian, remember? I'm your best friend. I'm been there for you for everything and I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you this time. I'm the one who values your life far more than my own. I'm the one who loves you."

The tears spilled, and her previously blank expression was filled with pain. "Fabian…" My name from her mouth, as always, was the sweetest music I'd ever heard. I gripped her hand in mine.

"I love you. I love you, and I won't let you be taken away from me. I'm sorry I never told you. I tried, but it was never the right time." A door banged against the wall somewhere. The sirens had become deafening. "I love you, Nina."

Her eyes glossed over, and the quick moment where she'd seen me was gone. "I tried," she rasped weakly. "Everything dies. Everything ends."

People flooded the room before I could form a response. Somewhere in my hazy mind, I recognized them as police, and I cried out in relief. "Please, you need to help her. She's dying."

She's dying.

One of them turned on their walkie talkie. "We need a stretcher in here ASAP. We have a girl who's in critical condition."

No, they won't be able to get the stretcher in her fast enough. We need to get her to the hospital now. And with that thought, I mentally apologized to Nina and stood, pressing her tighter against my chest. Her broken arm hung limply, swinging with the movements.

She didn't cry out.

And she wasn't breathing.

They were still pulling the stretcher out of the ambulance when I made it out of the house. I shook my head frantically, motioning for them to pull it back in. I climbed into the back and laid her on it.

"Fabian!" Mark called from the front steps. "Are you going with her?"

I nodded and thought as quickly as I could while they strapped her in. "Stay and tell them what happened here. Only about here. We need lawyers for Nina before delving further back. " The words poured out of me, but my brain was a constant Nina Nina Nina that drowned all other thoughts.

Mark nodded solemnly just as they shut the doors on us, and I saw Haru take him into his arms and hug him. Then the vehicle was taking off, and they were gone from sight.

I watched with weary eyes as they scrambled to wrap still-bleeding wounds and make sure her heart kept beating. At some point what remained of her clothes was taken off, but I barely noticed. Her breathing returned, but then it was lost again. When they parked and took her out, I saw my legs moving, running after them, running after her, but I didn't feel them. There was a trail of blood left behind, and I wasn't sure if I was bleeding or if Nina was still losing more blood.

She still wasn't breathing. And they'd lost her heartbeat.

What I did hear was the nurse's words when I tried to follow them into ICU.

"I'm sorry young man, but you can't go in there." Her voice was full of pity, but I could care less. I have to get in there.

"Please, you don't… understand. I… she… I love her. She… needs me. I… need… her." My words were punctuated with sharp gasps. I couldn't get enough air into my lungs and the world was blurring. "P-Please, I need to… get in."

She sighed. "I truly am sorry, but you can't- oh!" I lost control of my body, and my knees collapsed from below my, bringing me to the floor with a loud crack as my head rebounded against the tile. I should've seen the nurse's shoes, the hospital floor, but I didn't.

All I saw was Nina, lying in her own pool of blood on her bed, whose last thought had likely been of how alone she was when she died.

And it was the last thing I saw before the claws of unconsciousness dragged me into its dark waters.

1-6 Precinct: San Diego, California SVU

Olivia Benson signed a page of the mountain of paper work she and her partner/boyfriend, Elliot Stabler had been working on all morning before reaching over to his desk to steal a fry and a pickle from his sandwich.

"Hey! Why is it that your cravings are always whatever is on my plate?" He teased, peering over at her with his 'Stabler smirk'. She glared at him.

"Because I wouldn't be having them if it weren't for you so the least you can do is share. Besides, I already ate my lunch and yours tastes better." She smirked back while taking a whole bite of his sandwich.

"You are an evil, evil woman."

"Great choice of words from a man who wants to sleep on the couch tonight." He was about to respond when Captain Don Cragen rushed out of his office, looking stressed.

"You two can figure out your sleeping arrangements later, you won't be going home for a while."

"New case?" He nodded grimly.

"You need to get to Greenview Hospital as fast as you can, the suspect is already in custody, and Munch and Fin are on their way to pick him up."

"The victim?"

"Fighting for her life." He looks at Elliot before responding, knowing that the next sentence would hit the devoted, extremely protective father of 4, and expecting father of 1 like a ton of bricks. Knowing that his detective would put his job on the line for this case. Knowing that the defensive wounds their latest perp had would feel like paper cuts when Elliot Stabler got ahold of him. "Elliot-"

"It's a kid isn't it? Cap we've had cases like this before, I can handle it."

"The last time you had a case that was even close to this bad your kids weren't several states away from you and you didn't have a pregnant girlfriend."

"You want to argue that this is too personal for us Cap? I'm the one who's pregnant!" Olivia responded in defense of her partner.

"You two are the best for her to have on her side, but I'm just warning you in advance. IAB is allowing me to let you two remain partners as long as your personal circumstances don't interfere with your ability to do your job." He handed them a slip of paper with the room number on it. "Don't make me regret giving you this case." He swallowed hard before continuing.

"Victim is a 16 year old girl named Nina Martin, beaten within an inch of her life by her stepfather. Witnesses say he flew to England where she was attending boarding school and kidnapped her."

"She's Kathleen's age." Elliot had to choke down the nausea building in his throat. Olivia looked at her partner, his fists clenching, trying to control his anger. She squeezed his hand before turning to the captain.

"Custody battle? Child abuse?"

"How'd he get her all the way from England without raising suspicions?"

"You're the detectives, find out…and then nail this piece of crap."

They made it to the car and sped out of the parking lot, Elliot's hands were on the steering wheel in a death grip.

"Her stepfather!? What kind of sick-"

"I don't think we are ever going to understand the 'why' in these cases El, I don't think anyone can."

"How are you feeling? Do you need-"

"I'm fine El, I'm not that far along yet. The doctor said I could keep working for now but just to be careful." He leans over once they park and plants a gentle kiss on her belly.

"I know, I just want you both safe and healthy" He leans back up to kiss her and leans his forehead against hers.

"I love you two so much." The reality of the case setting in hard, like it always did when kids were involved.

"We love you more. Don't we little one? Can you say hello to your daddy?" She feels a little flutter in her stomach right under Elliot's hand and kisses him quickly one last time before they get out of the car and rush into the hospital. They can be Elliot and Olivia at home later, for now Benson and Stabler are needed on the scene.

A/n: This was just an introductory chapter; next chapter will be longer and will have other HOA/Scarred characters as the squad continues the investigation.

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