A/N : This is a violent, gory and suspenseful story crossover between Netflix's new movie Birdbox. It's a if this happened here story. There are a couple other ideas I have in mind for other fanfics. I was inspired to create this story after seeing B.D Wong in the movie and it got me thinking. really hope you enjoy this fic. Reviews are much appreciated.
"I get it, those girls had it coming. They shouldn't have smiled at you that way, lead you on. You're only a man, you have needs."
Elliot sat next to the perp who they were positive raped five teenage girls, each who had stopped in his store earlier that day. Elliot felt his heartrate increase. It was all an act, he was trying to act like the perp's friend. It was a popular tactic and he has used it many times to persuade criminals into admittance.
The man ignored Elliot, shaking his head and a stood-up walking back and forth to each end of the interrogation room.
They had enough evidence to take the case to court but a confession would be the icing on top of the cake. To really pull this off he had to change his whole demeanor and not reach over and punch this guy in the face. He had to cast out the right hook enough to appear to the perp that he was on his side.
"They wanted it, and now they are just embarrassed. Rick, they told us everything." Elliot ignored the disgust as those words came out of his mouth as he baited the man into confessing.
"Yeah, they practically begged me to do it." Rick had stopped pacing and stood against the back wall looking out the small window.
Jackpot. It was like music to his ears. Elliot turned his head to the two-way mirror giving it a nod. Knowing who was all behind it.
"Exactly. Now Rick I want you to write what happened." He slid the notepad and a pen towards the table close to where Rick was standing.
In a matter of time Elliot would be writing the paperwork and finally be done with this case. Good riddance. This case had hit close to home. One of the victims had resembled one of his daughters and even spoke like her. It had been rough, waking up in the middle of the night with a nightmare of his daughter being attacked. So, the faster they had this guy processed and behind bars, the better.
Elliot stood patiently as Rick continued to stare out the window. He didn't want to push too much because it might make Rick backpedal and lawyer up.
"They wanted it, they wanted it. You got to believe me." Rick's voice grew louder.
"Yeah, I know, I just need you to write it down." Elliot trying to calm him down.
On the other side of the mirror they brought Huang to evaluate the patient once they got a confession. Rick had shown signs of paranoia and they wanted to proceed with caution and by the book so the defense couldn't worm their way through any loopholes. They needed to do things exactly by protocol. They didn't need IAB to show up at the precinct again. The squad has been breaking records with how many times they had to see Tucker this year.
Rick continued to stare out the window, his behaver was getting stranger, more still. At first he was a nervous wreak but then he was stiff as a board.
"It's so sad, we…. Why are you looking at me like that?" His eyes seemed fixed on something out the window. The man's speech became harder to understand.
"Rick? Rick? No one's looking at you anyway." Elliot said in a calm voice. Rick didn't pay any attention to Elliot at all.
"You bitch, don't do this." He began yelling. Elliot stepped closer about to put his hand on his shoulder but then Elliot noticed that his eyes were different, almost bloodshot and his body language was emotionless.
Elliot motioned towards the mirror to get the squads awareness. Something was off. There was a bad feeling sitting in his gut.
Huang walked in past Elliot and stood next to Rick observing his behavior. Huang gave Elliot a look acknowledging him on seeing Ricks eyes which had turned a darker red in the center, like an infection but couldn't process which one.
"Rick, I'm Doctor Huang. Can you tell me where you are right now? Huang questioned.
There was no response, Rick's eyes still mesmerized outside. Elliot was puzzled. He had never seen this before and he refused to think that Rick was pretending on having a mental breakdown. They didn't even push him that far with questioning. Rick had only been in the interrogation room for maybe a half an hour tops. Huang looked equally baffled.
Rick began to move slowly to the table. They backed up giving him space, seeing if that would help orient himself. He touched the table and felt around not looking down. His fingers brushed by the notepad and towards the pen.
Without warning Rick grabbed the pen and thrusted it deep into his neck. The other men held faces of horror.
Blood spurted out indicating that he had hit an artery. Rick fell to the ground as Huang quickly reached the bleeding man, immediately putting pressure on his neck with both of his hands. Rick still emotionless began to fight Huang, grabbing the pen from his gushing jugular and jamming it into another side of his throat repeatedly. The pen stabbed into the doctor's hand causing Huang to shout in pain. Elliot intervened and held his arms down, grabbing the pen out of his hand and throwing is across the room. They needed to get this guy to a hospital or they were going to lose him.
Huang looked up towards the two-way mirror to call for an ambulance, but the words never came out. The reflection of the window caught in his sight. And he went blank.
He just stood up from his position almost zombie like and walked towards the mirror. Rick's neck began to gush blood out instantly from the lack of pressure. Elliot while managing to hold him down his one arm and put his hand over the wound with the opposite hand.
"Huang! Huang! What are you doing?" Elliot yelled. He couldn't understand why Huang would do this. His actions were starting to alarm him. In no reality would Huang leave a patient bleeding.
Huang just kept walking and as he approached the mirror he began to bash his head against it.
"Jesus Fucking Christ! STOP! HUANG, STOP!" but he didn't. The doctor kept beating his head into the glass with full force. The sound drilled in his ears over and over.
"HEY, I NEED HELP IN HERE!" Elliot yelled. He didn't know what to do anymore. Rick was beginning to struggle less which only meant that the man was dying.
The interrogation room door flew open and the Olivia ran to him while Cragen and Fin rushed to Dr. Huang. Even with both their strength, they couldn't hold him back. A few more thuds and the worst sound came out, the glass shattered, shards flying everywhere.
Huang collapsed to the floor on his back. Elliot watched in terror. His face sliced up with gashes oozing blood. He then focused to his eyes that stared blankly. Dark red and tears just like Rick's. He was gone. Elliot couldn't see Huang's chest rise and fall or any movement. The body just laid there with it's cold lifeless infected eyes staring into nothing.
No one knew what to do. It was completely quiet. Olivia had helped Elliot apply pressure but it was too late. Rick was also dead. In a matter of minutes, two people had killed themselves. Two of the most violent ways and both with no explanation. A colleague he had joked around and at lunch with was now a few feet from him gone. Something was wrong, people don't just do this.
Elliot just sat there covered in blood not knowing what had just happened. It was a normal day. Everything was fine, until the chaos. It had all gone to hell.
Thanks again for reading.