AFTERSHOCK
Elliot could hear rustling behind the door. The suspect was indeed home and decided not open the door. 'Why, we can't have that' he thought to himself. He and his partner simultaneously withdrew their weapons. Sharing a silent nod, Elliot kicked in the door as Olivia rushed through the frame. They saw the suspect attempting a getaway through the window. They sprinted toward the window. By the time they got there, he was one-fourth of the way down the fire escape. Deciding not to shoot at him, they opted to chase him down.
"Stop, Mr. James!" Olivia shouted as she continued her run down the fire escape. The perp was now half-way down the fire escape. He realized it would only be a ten foot distance if he jumped, leaped over the edge of the fire escape, rolled about a foot, and took off running down the abandoned alley. Elliot was slightly stunned by this daring act, but Olivia, determined to catch the guy, leaped off right with him and proceeded to chase him down the alley. Elliot, who was currently twenty feet above the ground, took the oppurtunity to call for backup.
Olivia had chased the perp out of the alley and onto a main street. People milled right pass tham, as if nothing out of the ordinary were happening. There were few exceptions and she guessed them to be tourists from the way they were gawking and snapping photographs. She refocused her attention to the man running from her. He was her height and obviously worked out. But he did have more body fat, giving her the advantage. She could tell he was winded and was now looking for a place to hide. He opted for the convience store they were coming up on. He hadn't counted on the door not being automatic and she caught him trying to pull it open.
Elliot caught up with them in time to see Olivia pull the perp away from the store's door and throw him up against the wall. He had suspected she was having a bad day and when she started punching him, his suspicions were confirmed. He smiled as he witnessed this. He only grinned harder as the guy made the mistake of hitting her back. Elliot didn't like the guy very much, so he let Olivia break his nose before he pulled her away. Not bothering to store away his grin, he pulled the perp up by his shirt, harshly pulled his arms behind his back, and snapped the handcuffs too tightly around his wrists.
"Andrew James, you are under arrest for one count murder, three counts of rape, five accounts of attempted rape, eight counts of assault, violation of your parole, outstanding tickets, three counts of fraud, and one count assualt on an officer. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say..." Olivia smiled smugly as Elliot read the perp his rights. She knew that Elliot thought she was having a bad day. She was, in fact, having a rather pleasant day that was interuptted by the worthless crap Elliot was loading in the back of the squadcar.
"Detectives?" Cragen called to Elliot and Olivia. It was several hours after they had arrested Andrew James. They would have interogated him too, but Munch had a personal stake in the man, so they decided to let Munch have at him. They got a kick out of watching Munch play bad cop as Fin stood in the back of the room glaring at the man.
"Yeah, Cap?" Elliot answered, already rising to follow Olivia into Cragen's office. Once there, they could see the perp's lawyer shooting daggers at Casey with her eyes. As the detectives entered the office, she changed her line of fire to aim at Elliot and Olivia.
"Detective Benson, Ms. Hadley says her clinent claims you assualted him. Is this true?" Casey asked, smirking.
'Sure I hit the sick piece of shit, and I'm not sorry. In fact, I'd happily do it again.' Olivia thought.
"Absolutely not," she answered, smiling at the lawyer, as if daring her to accuse her of lying. Cragen saw this, and chuckled to himself. Casey saw this, and grinned harder. Elliot saw this, and his respect for his partner grew that much more. He grinned, happy to see his partner hadn't changed at all. He was glad to be back.