Disclaimer: Law and Order: SVU does not belong to me.
"Elliot, this isn't working again." his wife began timidly.
He stared at her blankly, slowly feeling his body temperature increasing.
"What do you mean?" he asked, each word sounding more forced then the next.
Kathy looked lost for a moment, desperately searching for words that would not anger him further.
"I think- I think it would be best for all of us if you moved out."
Elliot felt his hands clenching, his muscles ached, he desperately needed to release it. He quickly glanced around the hallway leading to the door that they were standing in. Kathy took a small step back. Gathering all his frustration he swung his fist at the wall.
Relief washed over him.
In a new sense of calm he whispered, "Why?"
Kathy looked at him pitifully. "You've changed Elliot."
Elliot didn't understand. He hadn't changed that much, had he? Then, he picked up the small picture frame that had fallen off the table when he punched the wall.
"The kids, they're afraid of you Elliot, you've gotten mad at them over the smallest of things."
"What about Eli?" he was getting desperate now.
A sad look came over Kathy's face. "He'll be okay."
Elliot reached over and hugged his wife. "Tell the kids I'll be back"
Elliot stepped toward the door, and without saying another word, left. He walked over to his car with a numb mind. Then, still clutching the picture in his hand, he turned on the car. He looked at the picture. It showed the happy faces of his young children. The picture was taken three years before.
As he drove to the police station that he planned on calling home for the next few nights, there was one thought on his mind.
I have to find Olivia, she can fix me.