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Chapter 2: Punishing
Olivia stood over the sink rinsing the dishes from supper. She was thinking about what had just happened earlier that night. She sighed and rubbed her neck. She saw women come into the station that had been in abusive relationships. She always tells them to leave and they never listened. She now understood sometimes it was hard to just up and leave something. She had gotten so use to Grant and their life together and now she may hate him but she still couldn't picture life without him, which made her even more confused on what to do.
She walked up the stairs to their bedroom and seen him on his laptop. He was typing away not even taking notice to her. She crawled onto the bed and looked at him. He stared at her for a few seconds and then appointed his attention back to his computer.
"The kids are in bed, dinner is cleaned up. So I think I'm going to head into work. I have a lot of paper work to do." She said still staring at him.
He looked at her over his black rimmed glasses.
"You mean you're going to fuck Stabler? You have fun with that Olivia." He said with no emotions.
She felt herself growing angry with Grant. So she didn't even attempt to argue knowing it could turn out worse than earlier. He could leave a mark on her and then she'd have a fun time explaining that to everyone at work. She was really surprised she was actually frightened by him. He was very big or scary looking. He was 6'5 and had barely any muscle to him, she had taken down perps with more tone. It was classic that a Sex Crimes Detective would be in an abusive marriage and had no way out. She laughed at her situation in her head.
"Yes Grant whatever you say." She was stunned when the words fell out of her mouth.
He chuckled a little and looked at her, before she knew it he had her pinned on the bed. He punched her 3 times. One time in the ribs, other on her inner thigh and the last one he reached for her face but she twisted his arm aiming the punch right in her shoulder. She winced in pain as he climbed off of her. She thought about hitting him back but that would only make it worse. She sat up and climbed off the bed.
"You call me if you need something." She said as she exited the room.
She arrived at the station as she tried not to show she was still in pain. She looked over and seen Elliot still at his desk. She smiled at him when he looked up from his desk.
"You ever go home and stay there?" She asked.
"What fun would that be? I'd never be here before you." He grinned.
"Funny." She smirked.
She pulled her coat off and felt the pain in her shoulder as she bent it. Elliot looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"You alright?" He asked.
She looked at his expression. "Yeah." She lied.
She really didn't need Elliot knowing about what was going on at home. He would beat the living shit out of Grant and knowing Grant he'd sue and win.
She had only been there 2 hours and Grant was already blowing her phone up. She was getting pissy with everyone. She finally answered one of his calls after he had called over 45 times.
"WHAT?" She yelled into the phone.
"Olivia do not yell at me. I wouldn't keep calling if you would answer the first time! When are you coming home?" His voice softer.
She ran a hand threw her blonde hair and sighed.
"I don't know Grant. Why is it so important for me to be at home? So you can possible do what you did earlier?" She asked bitchy bring up the beatings.
Elliot's head shot up as he listened to them speak. He wanted to know what Grant had done to her. He already hated the guy. He just needed a better reason to beat the crap out of him. He knew he needed to talk to Olivia as she as he could.
"I was punishing you! You were being disrespectful! I'm losing my patience with you Olivia. You just need to come home as soon as possible, do you understand me?" He said angry.
"You don't punish a NYPD Detective Grant. I have lost all patience with you. I will see you when I see you. Goodbye." She hung up and threw her phone down.
Olivia rose from her chair and walked up to the cribs. Elliot followed and entered the room and looked at her. She sat on the cot with her head in her hands. He sat beside her and she looked at him with her sad brown eyes. He rubbed the small of her back.
"What was all that about?" He asked.
She knew she should report Grant but she just didn't have it in her. She was losing it and she needed to make sure she'd be able to handle herself. She couldn't tell Elliot and have him go handle it himself. She needed to do this herself.
She gathered herself and looked at him. She had to say something to make him forget.
"It was nothing Elliot. You should really learn to mind your own business." She snapped.
"Olivia that wasn't nothing, did he hurt you? I will kill him." He said looking at her.
She was starting to get frustrated.
"You make my head hurt." She sighed.
"Yea and you make my balls hurt." He said barely hearable.
She raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
"Excuse me?" She said unable to understand what he said.
"Nothing Olivia. You don't want to talk to me about your personal life, fine. I thought we were best friends not just partners. But I guess not." He said and stood up.
She grabbed his hand but he ripped it out of hers and walked back down to the squad room. He left her alone…