The Santa Incident
LO:SVU song inspired Christmas story…
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of LO:SVU or any other show mentioned here. I don't own the rights of the songs either. I'm making no money out of this whatsoever. Don't sue me, I have no money.
starring: Det. Elliot Stabler, Det. Olivia Benson, Det. John Munch, Det. Fin Tutuola, Captain Don Cragen
A/N: I don't like fics about love between our favorite Detectives (as long as they are still partnered…), but if you hold out until the end, there might be something for shippers, too.
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Here comes Santa Claus jingled out of the boxes in Elliot Stabler's car. He had picked up his partner, Olivia Benson, and they were now heading for the station, singing along with Bing Crosby & the Andrews Sisters. Now it was the part of the Sisters' and Olivia grinned like the Cheshire Cat as she tried to keep her voice synchronous to the song.
Elliot returned her grin mischievously when he stopped at a red traffic light. It did not happen too often that she was in such a playful mood. But after an undisturbed weekend, the first in December, and the first snowflakes tumbling down, she was really relaxed.
The snow began to cover everything in white. In the morning twilight the decorations that illuminated almost everything in the streets, glistened like the candles on the tree and spread Christmas feeling to everyone.
He doesn't care, if you're rich or poor, for he loves you just the same, they sang together, then came Bing's part Santa knows that we're Gods children that makes everything right.
Fill your hearts with the Christmas Cheer, she fell in right behind. Cause Santa Claus comes tonight, tonight, cause Santa Claus comes tonight, was again sung by all of them before the solo started.
Neither Elliot nor Olivia cared about the fact that their singing was totally crooked. In the car they were in a small world of their own where it did not matter. Though, they both knew that they would not like to repeat this in front of their colleagues, well, not as long as they were sober enough.
Just the moment the light flashed from red to yellow someone in a Santa suit jumped in front of the car. Even if the car was still standing, Elliot jammed on the breaks. The Christmas carol was forgotten when the Santa opened his coat to show his church bells, shouting Merry Christmas.
"Do you see what I see?" both the detectives asked each other incredulously.
As fast as he had jumped in the Santa jumped out and walked away down the street.
"We don't let him get away with that, do we?" Olivia opened the passenger's door and was out of the car before Elliot had a chance to answer. He followed his partner with the car.
Olivia was only few yards behind the Santa, when he noticed her and began to run. He was left no chance. He ran right into the car, Olivia hit him from behind and got him into a firm grip.
"Hey!" he protested. "Let go of me! What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm arresting you," she replied, clicked her cuffs around his wrists and presented her badge to him. "You have the right to remain silent…" she read him his Miranda rights.
Elliot stood in the open driver's door and had nothing else to do than to wait until she was finished. Olivia shoved the Santa in the backseat and on they went to the precinct.
Everyone was cheering, when they entered the bullpen with the Santa in their tow.
"Don't you think that's a bit early?" John shouted.
As long as the coat was closed nothing suspicious could be seen. The Santa wore heavy, red boots and had wrapped the legs with red cloths. His hood was thrown back on his shoulders and his long white beard hang lopsided under his chin.
Neither Olivia nor Elliot joined in the banter. They guided the Santa to the interrogation room and told him to sit down. Then they left him a few minutes on his own.
"Okay," Olivia began, when they came back. "I'm Detective Benson, my partner, Detective Stabler. We're curious. Isn't it a bit too cold to indulge in such a hobby?"
"I don't know what you want. It's my body. I can do what I like."
"As a matter of fact, you can't," Elliot said.
"Why can't I? It's a free country…"
"Well, to present yourself at others this way is considered molestation," Olivia declared, "and therefore you committed an offense."
The Santa swallowed. "I'm in trouble?"
"You can say so, yes," Elliot confirmed, suppressing a grin.
"Can I call a lawyer?"
"Of course you can."
"Then it will be better if I don't say anything before he arrives, hm?"
The both detectives looked at each other. He was absolutely right.
