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A/N I honestly didn't expect this much love from all of you when it came to this story. I seriously expected about twenty flames and one 'good job' but I was VERY pleasantly surprised at the positive response so thank you SO much for that and here's an update I hope you enjoy (AND REVIEW!) but mostly enjoy (but reviews would be nice too :-) )
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Olivia stepped out of her car and nodded over at Elliot who was examining their victim's wallet.
"What do we got?"
"No ID," explained Elliot as he walked over to his partner. "Looks like a college student but no bag was found with the body. Warner said she was raped then strangled with what could maybe be a belt and she was dead about eight hours before someone called it in but the caller disappeared before the cops got here."
"This part of town we're lucky we got someone to call the cops much less stick around to talk to us. And Hudson's shut down for the week for repairs to their sewer systems explains her not having a bag," explained Olivia as the two made their way over to the body. "Any DNA?"
"Condom lubricant but no fluids."
"The bastard wore a condom," sighed Olivia as she rubbed her temples in annoyance. "And how much you wanna bet we find duct tape residue on her wrists?"
"Strangled with a belt, raped with a condom; It's gotta be the same guy," mused Elliot.
"Maybe we'll get lucky and he screwed up this time. Did he take anything?"
"No cash was in her wallet but all her cards were in and phone was found a few feet from the body. He's not gonna chance taking anything he's too smart for it."
"Well we're smarter," snapped Olivia as she and Elliot walked over to the corpse of the young girl taken from this world much too early.
Elliot nodded in agreement as they kneeled besides the body. "He didn't use as much force with her as he did the other three."
Olivia picked up her wrists and brought them to her eyes. "No defensive wounds. Huang said this guy gets off on having them fight him so maybe she didn't fight back and he thought she didn't deserve to be punished as much as the others."
"So the chance she got a piece of him is slim. Uni's are canvassing the neighborhood now looking for any witnesses but like you said we'll be lucky if they talk to someone long enough to actually let them get a word in."
"There's gotta be someone here who heard something. Anything on her cell?"
Elliot nodded as he reached in his pocket and pulled out his small green notebook and flipped to the notes on the victim's texts. "Last incoming text was from a guy named Derek who told her 'I can't wait to see you' and she was in a middle of a text back to him going 'I'm half a block away, can't wait eit-,' then it stops mid sentence."
"Must have been when he attacked her," sighed Olivia. "Has he tried calling her at all?"
Elliot shook his head to Olivia's annoyance. "Don't know. The phone went dead right after we checked those messages."
"Oh that's nice. Alright we'll go back to the precinct, charge up her phone then get a picture off her cell and have TARU get this Derek's address from her phone and go visit him to get an ID."
"Sounds like a plan."
With one last heartbroken look towards the body of the young woman the two partners walked over to Olivia's car. In a tense silence the duo drove off towards the precinct.
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Jeremy walked into the precinct as he slung his bag that held not only his knife, duct tape, belt, and box of condoms but also a spare change of clothes that thankfully he hadn't needed this morning, over his shoulder.
He struggled not to smirk when he saw that his mothers and her bastard of a partner's seats were abandoned. He knew exactly what case they were off investigating.
"Good," he thought as he approached the empty desks. "I hope this is tearing that bitch apart knowing she can't find dick on this guy."
With a soft chuckle he walked around Olivia's desk and sat down at Elliot's and his eyes fell on the pictures of his children and he let out a low whistle of Elliot's newest addiction.
Jeremy picked up the picture of Maureen and licked his lips as he ran his fingers over the photo. She was smiling with a low cut top showing off what Jeremy considered her best assets and her long blonde hair flowed in straight soft locks down her back.
A grin grew on his lips as he looked over the picture. Got what he wouldn't give to have her back in New York instead of Chicago. Maybe he'd go down to where she lived and give her the gift of being his prey…
His eyes closed and for a brief second he imagined her screaming and struggling to get from under him, her naked body writhing against his as he took what he deserved from the bitch. But, he thought as his fantasies warped into a vision of her lying back scared whimpering in fright and not laying a finger to help herself, Stabler probably taught her that asinine gesture of not struggling and giving in would save them. She wouldn't be much fun. She would break too easy.
Jeremy willed his mind to picture her as he would have wanted her. Struggling and fighting him tooth and nail. Of course he would break her in the end, but the real challenge, the real gift, was breaking the ones with the fiercest spirit. Hunting the most intelligent prey.
"Get up," came a low snarling voice and Jeremy's eyes jumped open and a sneer played on his face as he watched Elliot storm over to him without Olivia anywhere in sight.
"Well well if it isn't my mother's partner," chuckled Jeremy as Elliot walked over to him. Jeremy held up the picture only to have Elliot snatch it away from him. "I gotta tell you, Stabler; you have one fine ass looking daughter."
"Get up," growled Elliot once more and Jeremy could see his hands ball in shaking fists.
"Aww!" cooed Jeremy in a taunting baby tone. "Does big bad Elly not want me to look at his sexy yummy baby girl?"
Elliot reached to grab him but Jeremy jumped up from the chair and away from Elliot's out stretched hands laughing at the look on his face. "Does that mock intimidation shit actually work on criminals? God if you're this 'scary' when it comes to your perps no wonder a bitch is raped every minute."
"You stupid little-!"
"Elliot!"
Both Jeremy and Elliot turned to find Alex and Fin walking in the precinct with warning looks shot at Elliot.
Jeremy laughed once more as the pair approached them. "God if all it takes is screaming your name to get you to stop you're even more of a pushover then I thought."
"Jeremy, what do you want?" demanded Fin.
"I need some money from my mom."
"What for?" asked Elliot sharply.
"None of your damn business what for!" snapped Jeremy with a cross glare before he turned back to Fin. "Where is she anyway?"
"She dropped Elliot off then headed over to TARU to get some information on a case," explained Fin.
Once again Jeremy struggled to hold back a smirk as he nodded. He turned to Alex and nodded towards her. "You got any money I can borrow?"
Alex nodded. "My purse is in my car."
"Let's go then," said Jeremy with a shrug before he turned to a still glowering Elliot and smirked at the detective. "Say hi to Maureen to me."
Fin quickly stood in front of Elliot and took a hold of his arms as he took a step towards Jeremy who simply laughed and rolled his eyes before he followed a disappointed looking Alex out of the precinct.
"I fucking hate him," snarled Elliot as he watched him walk out of eye sight.
"Really I hadn't noticed," said Fin dryly as he released him and sat in his own chair.
Elliot shook his head in disbelief. "How the hell can Olivia have raised a kid like that? She was a great mother! And me and Liv work the same hours and none of my kids ended up like that so I know it's not the job that screwed him up."
"Your kids also grew up with both of their parents, divorced or not," he added as he saw Elliot open his mouth to argue. "Plus you and Kathy have kept your divorce civil and you see your kids as often as you can and Kathy lets you. Jeremy never even met his father and Andy never even made an attempt to contact him."
"And it sucks that Eckerson wasn't man enough to stay with her after they dated and he got her pregnant, for both Jeremy and Liv, but that still doesn't excuse Jeremy being an ass. He was fine when he was a kid!"
Maybe it's just him being a teenager," offered Fin with a shrug. "You've said it yourself a bunch of times he was fine until a few years ago then he turned into a bastard and you want to get into a fist fight with him every other time he comes here."
"He's a bastard and a punk," Elliot spat, "and he knows how to get away with the shit because he never talks to me like that when Olivia's around and she won't listen to me when I tell her he's a prick. She thinks he's perfect!"
"He's her son," argued Fin. "You think your kids are perfect too."
"They are!"
Fin crossed his arms and eyed him with a look of disbelief. "So Kathleen never drove when she was high?"
"She was sick!"
"After she got on medication?"
"She was peer pressured!"
"She was twenty two."
"She was just curious about pot! It's not like she did heroin or anything!
"Exactly my point. We all think our kids are perfect and anyone who says they aren't is lying or we make up some excuse as to why they do stupid and dumb shit. Jeremy being a punk is the same thing. And who the hell knows; maybe he just was always a bad kid at heart."
Elliot shook his head. "You're wrong."
Elliot turned towards the one of the only remaining photos of Jeremy he had left on his desk when he was twelve and was actually beaming at the camera wearing a dirty yellow and blue football uniform with Elliot clapping him on the shoulder looking on with a pride that would have fooled anyone into thinking he was the detectives own son.
Jeremy had caused his first concussion to the opposing team that day and to their first string quarterback as well. While Olivia had slightly scolded him for 'playing to rough' Elliot couldn't have been prouder of him.
"What the hell happened to you," muttered Elliot softly as his eyes moved over the photo. He looked at the picture for a few more moments before set it down to be proudly displayed amongst the other pictures of the people he cared about.
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As Alex and Jeremy walked down the steps and onto the sidewalk Jeremy glanced around briefly to make sure there was no one who knew him. As they arrived at Alex's car she opened the back door to reach in and grab her purse before he grabbed the ADA by the waist and half threw her into the car and slammed the door shut.
Alex turned around so she was on her back and he eagerly got in between her soft smooth legs and hiked her gray business skirt up to her waist attacking her lips in a hungry kiss that she gave back just as much.
Alex moaned as he wrenched her legs apart and slithered his hand up her skirt and cupped her center.
"Jeremy, stop," whispered Alex as his fingers moved the fabric of her panties aside and ran one finger roughly along her folds.
"Your mouth is telling me no," he whispered as his lips attacked the soft skin behind her ear making her gasp and buck up against his hand that was now teasing her entrance that was growing wetter by the second. "But your pussy is telling me a whole different story."
"What if someone sees?" panted Alex as he worked two of his fingers into her and began to move them in a rough circle.
"So what?"
"So you're Olivia's son."
"You know mentioning a guy's mother during sex is often one of the quickest ways to make him NOT wanna have sex," he grumbled as he added another finger and slammed his lips down on her lips and none to gently bit the tender skin.
Alex gasped as he found her pulse point and licked it before assaulting it with more kisses and bites. She closed her eyes and arched her back slightly as he continued to work his fingers violently down there.
His other hand worked feverishly to undo his pants and he finally managed to un do the button when he ripped the zipper down and pulled both his jeans and freed his bulging erection from the confines of his boxers.
Jeremy slammed down on top of her and Alex moaned when she felt his hot throbbing cock brush against her.
After another moment of pleasure she forced herself to speak. "So th- this is wrong. Jeremy, please stop."
Jeremy let out a frustrated groan as he pulled his lips away from her neck and while his fingers still remained inside her he was no longer moving them. "Alex, we've been over this. This is not wrong. Hell you didn't even look at me until I was eighteen!"
"I know but you're still a teenager."
"And you were a teenager not even fourteen years ago."
"Not to mention your Olivia's child. She'd kill me if she ever found out."
"I'd protect you."
Alex couldn't help but laugh at his comment and felt her heart pounding even harder then what it was when he grinned back at her. "No offense but my money would be on her if it came down to it."
Jeremy chuckled as he bent down next to her ear. His hot breath make her shudder and she involuntarily pressed up tighter against him. "When it comes to fucking the shit out of the most beautiful woman I've ever met; if I were you I would definitely bet otherwise on that one."
He bit her neck and moved his fingers hard inside her and Alex bit her lip to hold in the scream that wanted to escape her.
"Scream for me, Alex," Jeremy panted in her ear as he pulled his hand out of her. He sat up and grabbed her waist and yanked her closer to him and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He grabbed his cock and teased her saturated entrance. He placed it at the very tip of her entrance but didn't go inside of her. She thrust her hips up trying to get him to fill her more but he refused to give into her. "Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours," Alex moaned as she moved up again but he refused to give her what she wanted.
"Tell me you don't deserve me."
"I don't, deserve you," she panted as she reached up wrap her arms around him but he took her hands in his and slammed them down over her head.
"Tell me," he growled darkly, "that you're nothing but a bitch."
Alex hesitated for a moment, swallowing hard before she spoke the words he demanded her to say. "I'm nothing but a bitch"
Jeremy noted the hesitation, heard the minor defeat in her voice as he gave into his demands, saw the smallest degree of her breaking in her blue eyes. He chuckled before he leaned down and whispered in her ear once more. "Good girl."
With a soft kiss on the cheek he leaned up and reached behind him and opened the door and got off of her.
Alex quickly pulled her skirt down and sat up and looked at him with confusion as he zipped up his jeans.
"Jeremy, wait."
He shrugged as he smirked at her flush baffled face. "You're the one that wanted to stop."
She opened her mouth to speak but before she could he leaned back in the car and kissed her hard on the lips. He moved his kisses down her jaw and to the back of her neck and up behind her ear. "Your apartment," he breathed softly, "midnight."
His hand grabbed her in between her legs and she moaned at the pleasure he was giving her but knowing he wouldn't finish what he had started. "And you had better already be fucking wet for me when I get there," he snarled.
She closed her eyes and nodded as her breathing hastened and her hips bucked against his hand. He kissed her on the lips once more before he got out of the backseat and slammed the door shut leaving her the same way he nearly always left her.
Hurt, confused, and needing him more than she ever thought she would ever need anyone.
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