A/N: This is a continuation of my other stories… Like Father, Like Mother, Like Me… Who Am I?… And Start of Something Good. I thought about continuing this story into SSoG but I thought it had a different feel so it needed to be a new section. So here it is the continuation of my SVU world saga:
Weekend from Hell1.
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The undercover started simple. Olivia was taken to a meeting with everyone working the case. There were two undercover vice guys as a gardeners one was going to the cottage too, only for the first day, he was suppose to help settle everyone in then he was coming back to take care of the green houses with the rest of the gardeners. After that, she changed her clothes into a flowy pant and matching top set, very nanny-ish. Then she hopped into a car and was driven to the mansion.
She met the parents, kids, and rest of the staff. They all welcomed her, their last nanny had been deported. At least they wouldn't have to worry about that with "Claire Redword," the nanny agency said that she was American and loved children, was a hard worker, compassionate, but also didn't take nonsense. The Patterson's thought that she was perfect when the agency told them about her.
After she met everyone they had dinner. Then she had to put the children to bed. Their names were Jimmy and Jaquie Patterson. They were 9 and 11. The next morning they hopped on the family helicopter, Olivia wondered how they were getting on an island in the winter. Imagine a family helicopter, wow must be nice.
The island was beautiful. There was snow everywhere, it was actually really close to the mainland. They had jetski's to reach mainland in the summer, along with a boat. Their driveway was a bridge, it wasn't a very long bridge, maybe 200 feet.
This is insane, Olivia though to her self.
/Friday evening/
"Jimmy!" Jaquie yelled at the top of her lungs. He had just thrown a snowball at her.
Olivia laughed, "Jaquie, why don't you just get him back?"
"Good idea Ms. Claire." Jaquie gave a sly smile. She took off into the back yard, chasing her little brother with a snowball.
So far there has been no indication that the kids are being harmed, however because Olivia was the new nanny maybe they were trying to make themselves look good first.
All of a sudden she heard loud noises coming from within the trees. Olivia took off running, when she heard a scream. She flashed immediately into police mode, her run strong and fast, mind set on the worst. She skidded to a halt once she reached the trees. She scanned the area, her eyes picked up on the siblings rolling around in the snow.
Jimmy was crying. Olivia heard Jaquie saying something to him.
"You know Daddy won't like it if he knew what you said."
"I know, please stop." Jimmy sobbed.
"Daddy told me not too." Jaquie said calmly.
"Please." Jimmy begged.
Olivia ran hell bent toward the children, she grabbed Jaquie by the back of her coat and dragged her off of her brother. Jaquie spun out of the grasp and glared at her.
"How long have you been standing there."
"Long enough for you to be in trouble." Olivia said in her police voice, she meant business, the kids had been so well behaved until now.
"Your going to be sorry" Jaquie took off toward the house.
"Ms. Claire please, don't tell my daddy," Jimmy sobbing so badly he was hiccuping.
Olivia turned her focus on to Jimmy, "What will happen if I tell your daddy, Jimmy?" She asked with the up most compassion.
Jimmy just continued to sob, turning his back to Olivia. "Please Ms. Claire don't."
Olivia moved up to the little boy and put a hand on his shoulder. The boy cried out in pain as soon as contact was made.
"Jimmy, what happened to your shoulder." Olivia wanted to cry but she couldn't.
"Nothing." Jimmy turned toward the house slowly.
Olivia nodded and followed the boy back to the house.
Once back at the house, Olivia took the children's snow clothes and hung them up to dry. Jaquie was no where to be found, but she had left her wet clothes on the floor in the back entry. Olivia sighed; these kids were spoiled rotten. She wandered through the house and found Jimmy again. He was sitting in the kitchen on a barstool, drinking hot chocolate and eating a cookie. The cook looked up, and offered Olivia a cup of coffee.
"Here Ms. Claire, I'm sure you could use a warm up too."
"Thank you, Dennis." He gave a grin at the thank you; he enjoyed having the lovely Ms. Claire Redword in his kitchen.
"Jimmy have you seen your sister?" Olivia asked taking a seat next to the boy.
"No," he sniffled.
Just then Jaquie came skidding into the kitchen.
"Ms. Jaquie, what have I told you about running in here, you can get hurt." Dennis looked rather irate.
"Sorry Dennis." Jaquie looked at him with a flutter of her eyebrows. He just sighed and returned to the preparations for dinner.
After Dennis had turned his back, Jaquie jumped up and whispered something in Jimmy's ear. Olivia couldn't make out what she said, but Jimmy looked at Olivia and ran out of the room. Olivia shrugged her shoulders and was about to strike up a conversation with Dennis when her phone rang.
"That your boyfriend calling you." Dennis laughed. Olivia smiled.
"No, its…" she looked at the read out, "Its my brother Daniel." Of course it would be Daniel, aka Detective Ronald Crash, her contact with the department, he was the only person with the number to this phone.
"Hi Danny." Olivia answered the phone.
"Hi Claire." Ronald replied, you never know who might be listening in they had to keep up the appearances they had set.
"Oh, Danny I forgot to ask you when you called on Tuesday, could you pick up a birthday card for Dad for me, just sign my name, I won't be back in time to give it to him on Sunday."
"Yeah sure, anything in particular you want?"
"Something funny."
"Okay, I can do that sis. You having a good time upstate with the new family or whatever you're doing now." Ronald sounding like the interested, but ever oblivious brother.
"Um yeah its alright here, kids are good, better then the last family, you remember them."
"Yeah they were little hellions"
"You could say that."
"Well Claire I have to go, I'm headed to the bakery. They called me in early to work."
"Okay bye Danny."
Olivia hung up and finished her coffee.
"How old is your father?" Dennis asked startling Olivia.
"Hmm, sorry zoned. Let me think. He is going to be 76 on Sunday."
"He must be a great man to have raised you."
"Yeah." Olivia smiled. "I had better go find the kids. By the way Dennis, dinner smells fantastic."
"Thank you my love."
Olivia shook her head as she exited the kitchen in search of the kids. As she entered the expansive entryway one of the maids was wringing her hands in her apron.
"Ms. Claire," she whispered.
"What's wrong," Olivia whispered back.
"They are lookin' for ya." She leaned in real close so not even the walls could hear.
"Who is?" Olivia was now getting concerned.
"The Mr. and Mrs. are Ma'am."
"Why?"
"I don't know but they ain't happy." The maid heard footsteps then and scurried off toward the TV room to pretend to clean as she listened in.
"There you are Claire, we have been looking all over for you." Mr. Patterson reached her side. If he was any sweeter sounding Olivia wouldn't have gone into sugar shock.
"I've been in the kitchen till just now, what can I do for you Sir." Olivia spoke with no indication in her voice that she was suspicious.
"Well now that I have found you could we step into my office and have a chat."
"Of course." Olivia followed her boss into his huge office. Everything about this house was oversized, including its master.
"George could you leave us alone for a moment, let Charlie in when he gets here."
"Yes Sir." George, the butler exited the room shutting the large oak doors behind him.
"Claire, I want you to be aware that the police are on their way."
"Excuse me?" Olivia asked flabbergasted.
"My little girl informed me of what you did, she is upstairs right now crying her eyes out with her Mother, because of you." Mr. Patterson yelled at her his face very red.
"I'm sorry Sir, I don't understand where you're going with this and I don't understand why the police are needed."
"Well I don't know how they do things were your from, but were I come from we take you people very seriously. The people at the agency should be punished for not checking your records or something."
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding."
"Are you trying to tell me that my little Jaquie would lie to me. Her father. She has no reason to lie to me." Mr. Patterson was getting more upset.
Olivia was frustrated she had no idea what was going on. Something he said struck Olivia as odd.
"What do you mean people like me?"
"You are all the same, you know that. I should have never agreed to having a nanny from that agency after the last one turned out to be a thief. They assured me that this sort of thing never happened in their business. They should be just tickled to hear what you are."
"What I am sir?"
Just then Mrs. Patterson was at the door of the office.
"Darling, Jaquie was finally able to fall asleep, she will probably have nightmares tonight." She glared at Olivia. "I can't believe you did that to my baby. Don't even go near my son you hear me, your disgusting."
"Ma'am I'm sorry I…"
"Don't be sorry Claire, it's too late for that."
"Sir," George stuck his head in the room.
"Yes George?" Mr. Patterson replied curtly.
"Charlie is here." He exited and a middle age town police chief entered the room. He shook hands with Mr. and Mrs. Patterson.
"Is this her?" He looked at Olivia, with a sickening grin.
"Yes that's the monster that hurt our baby girl."
"Claire Redword," the officer started. "You are under arrest for the sexual assault of a minor."
Olivia turned white as he grabbed her hands and cuffed them. He continued as they exited the house, "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you can not afford an attorney one will be appointed to you, do you understand these rights as I have spoken them?"
"Yes." Olivia said. She was going to need a lawyer.
