Just so I don't have to deal with hater reviews (which I probably will, but still) this is a piece that is entirely, 100% FICTION! This will NEVER happen, I know Elliot would NEVER do this, but it's FICTIONAL STORY so please for the love of god do NOT give me crap about it. Don't like? Great for you, but don't give me shit about it saying I'm stupid. I accept constructive criticism, but calling me stupid is NOT that! I don't want to have it where you have to be logged in because I understand sometimes you don't feel like logging in. Here's a fair warning though, I will if needed.
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Her eye's locked within her partners, Olivia could feel herself stumble back and her legs suddenly turn to mush as she hit a lamp. She could feel her body hit the floor and the sound of her body mixed with the "thump" of the lamp falling backwards and hitting the wall.
As she rested her head against the cool wooden floor, she could hear the shaky footsteps of Elliot make their way over to her. She saw a trembling hand reach out and with scared fingers she lightly grasped it and pulled herself up.
She could hear him talk, his wording not collecting in her mind. She heard her name, once, twice since she wasn't quite comprehending. She looked up at him and he resembled a scared little boy, his eyes dancing around frantically, and the slight shake to his body.
She heard the word sorry, again and again. Anger fumed throughout. Sorry? Is that all she got?
But she tried to remain calm a she lifted up her hand and brought it across his face so hard it stung and his cheek was bright red. She breathed in slowly and counted to ten.
"That was for Kathy, you cheating bastard."
She slapped him again, just as hard as before.
"That's for pushing me, don't ever touch me again."
And harder than she could ever thought was possible, she slapped him again, his cheek now a stinging red.
"And that's for not only breaking my trust, but ruining the best thing I've ever had."
His hand slowly came up to his cheek, and he tried not to wince as he touched the burning skin.
"Liv I-"
"Leave."
"But-"
"Get out Elliot, now." Her voice was not one to argue with so he made his way to the door.
He looked back before leaving; she stood there, still in the middle of the room, not even giving off the slightest movement.
He made his way to his car and slammed the door hard once he was in. Looking in the mirror, he saw his bright, burning red cheek and sighed.
"Damn it Olivia." He growled and started his car but stopped.
He had no place to go.
Olivia lowered herself into the hot water and sighed, waiting for the hot, bath water to calm her down. The day's events raced throughout, stressing her out and making her mad.
She didn't' care about what time it was or she had work in the morning, All she needed was to relax, a luxury she hadn't been able to afford lately.
The next day, Elliot walked into the precinct, still in his clothes from yesterday with the exception of a hoodie he found in his car. His eyes were drowning in heavy, black circles that showed no sign of sleep. No sooner had he taken a few steps inside, Cragen's voice boomed loudly.
"Stabler! My office, now!" His voice left no room for arguing, and had Elliot not heard that voice before, it would've scared the shit out of him.
Olivia's head merely gave the slightest raise as she saw her partner walk in. Her eyes too, showed signs of no sleep and overall she came across as tense and moody.
It was going to be one of those days…
Elliot had closed the door to his captain's office and taken no more than two steps when Cragen sent him a harsh glare and spoke.
"Where the hell were you yesterday? So far I've heard the flu from you, your partner didn't know," he paused and looked his detective in the eye, "and according to Kathy, you were sleeping with some hooker."
"Kathy ca-called?" He asked meekly.
"She said she didn't want to talk to you, but today around 3:00 the kids will be in school and she'll be working a shift so you can get your stuff."
"Oh."
"So I assume you were with a hooker, not deathly ill like you told me or just too lazy to come in. Am I correct?"
"She wasn't a hooker." He mumbled.
"It doesn't matter what the hell she was, you cheated on your god damn wife Elliot! Not only that-"
"My personal business doesn't concern you captain." Elliot objected, and knew right away it was a pretty stupid thing to do. Cragen's face turned from mad to pissed off in about three seconds and his voice lowered dangerously low.
"Not only that, you didn't come to the scene of the crime or the hospital, leaving your partner alone to cover your ass. You lied to me Elliot, scared the shit out of Kathy when Olivia called and you weren't there and I'm pretty sure you worried Olivia as well. You've been slipping, distant lately and all together a shitty detective. Pull your act together and watch yourself." His words were hard and cold, but the truth.
Which gave Elliot a sinking feeling in his stomach.
"I want your partner in here so I can hear how far we are and you can catch up." Cragen waved him out, "go get her."
Elliot closed his door and made his way to his partner and lightly tapped her shoulder.
"Liv, Cragen wants to talk to us." His voice was quiet and he tried to come off as gentle, Olivia could hear something off in his voice and she figured he just got a lecture and was a little worked up.
Served him right.
She merely stood up, brushed off his touch and looked him in the eye.
"It's Olivia." Her voice was cold and showed no other emotion. She turned on her heel and made her way to the captain's office, leaving her partner standing statue still as the reality that he had lost her sunk in.
When both were inside the office with the door shut tightly behind them and Olivia had distanced herself a few feet away from Elliot, Cragen looked up.
"Where are we?" The question was obviously directed at Olivia although a glare was sent her partners' way.
"Doctor said she'll need a few more days; give the rib a chance to heel more. No vaginal trauma or-"
"I know that Olivia, you had already told me that. Did she wake up?"
"Yes," Olivia said slowly, knowing in a minute Cragen would have her ass for not talking to the victim.
"And? What did she say?"
"I didn't talk to her." Olivia admitted in a small voice.
"Why the hell not?"
"She was severely upset; she had begged the doctor not to have me talk to her. Also the doctor said she was a little off from the meds and honestly not in the best condition. But I uh just called, she's awake. I was about to head over there, just waiting for my partner." She cast a slight glance in his direction, "to arrive, I didn't want to go without him since he already missed so much."
"You're right, he has." Cragen turned his eyes towards Elliot and Olivia sighed a breath of relief, she was off the hook, "Olivia catch him up to speed with the other details I already know. Go talk to Claudia; find out who she really is."
Elliot was partly out the door, Olivia a few steps behind him when they heard Cragen speak.
"Remember what I said Elliot, or I really will have your ass." His voice was stern and right away Elliot responded with a shaky "yes captain", before dashing away to his desk.
Olivia grabbed a light coat, downed the rest of her coffee and avoided eye contact with her partner.
"Let's go."
The car ride was silent, after Olivia had to quiet Elliot a few times, and an uncomfortable awkwardness neither had ever felt so strong between them. Olivia dawned a pouting face and stubbornly kept her gaze strictly out her window as her body was turned towards the side as much as the seat belt would allow. Elliot kept his eyes on the road, stealing glances over to his partner every so often.
He still couldn't deny that her anger was…a turn on.
Finally, he worked up the courage to talk again and hopped she wouldn't shut him up.
"Aren't you supposed to be catching me up on what's happened?" He asked slowly and calmly.
"Maybe you should've just shown up, then we wouldn't have to be doing this." Her tone was icy and as she spoke she turned her head towards him and their eyes met. He hadn't seen the anger so strong and evident on her face like this in a long time.
"Maybe you should stop being a bitch," his words were formed coolly and slowly, "and just tell me."
"Maybe you should stop being an inconsiderate bastard and learn some respect." She somehow managed to turn even more and he knew the conversation was over and there was no way in hell she would catch him up to speed.
Great.
They finally arrived and after flashing the badge and some talking, they ended up in front of Claudia's hospital room. Olivia gave a slight knock and there was a silence for a minute before a voice answered.
"W-who is it?" A shaky voice asked.
"Claudia, this is detective Benson and Stabler. Hon, we're from the special victims unit. Can we come in?"
"Y-yeah," the voice replied, a little steadier. Olivia opened the door and the two stepped inside.
Laying in the hospital bed was a teenage girl with bruised arms, a long scratch leading from the begging of her right cheek to her chin, a black eye and tangled, light brown hair with natural lighter brown and blond highlights, that stopped about three inches below her shoulder.
Olivia took the seat nearest the bed and Elliot moved behind her, noticing her slightly tense up as he did so. He let a silent sigh pass, the reality sinking in even more about how much he screwed up.
"Hey Claudia, I'm Olivia and this is my partner Elliot. We're here to talk about last night, okay?" Olivia's voice was steady and soft.
"On one condition."
"Condition?" Elliot asked, his eyebrows raised.
"I can't- uh won't tell you who did this to me." Claudia replied, breaking her unsteady eye contact with Olivia and suddenly becoming interested in her hands. Olivia let the tiniest sigh escape her lips.
"Sweetie, if you know who did this you have to tell me. It's the only way we can put them away so they never hurt you again. If you don't tell me, then you'll never have your day in court and there would really be no point in us being here."
"You can leave then." She suggested, her head turned away. Stabler sighed and moved himself closer to her.
"Claudia, look at your arms. Those scratches? He did that to you. That broken rib? He did that to you. That broken nose? He did that to you. The black eye? He did that and more to you. Why would you want to protect him? He doesn't deserve to be free, he deserves to go to jail for brutally attacking you and almost raping you. You deserve to move past this, to not be scared. Tell me who he is, please." Stabler said his tone steady and firm, but also protective and gentle.
"Detective Stabler is right. Honey, you have to tell us. I promise you'll be safe, all you have to do is tell me who did this and what happened, and I will personally slap the handcuffs on him and shove him to the back of the police car. He will never touch you again." Olivia looked Claudia in the eyes, gaining her trust as the teen sighed.
"My volleyball coach, David West, he did this to me. He's a family friend too; he went to middle and high school with my dad. My parents are on vacation, and there was no one else to stay with, so they called him." Claudia was on the verge of tears as her body shook and her eyes turned red and watered," he was like a dad to me! I had trusted him so much, he was like family. How could he hurt me?" She looked in Olivia's eyes as she said this, her body shaking with sobs.
Olivia felt her eyes start to water, she could feel her pain. She knew what it was like to have someone you trusted you're life with, someone who was your un- biological family (and Olivia's case, someone you loved), hurt you.
"I don't know sweetie," She gave Claudia a sad smile, "but I'm so sorry you could have someone who you placed so much trust in, who you loved like family, hurt you. No one deserves that." Olivia kept a hard stare at Elliot as she said this, "But I can promise you, just stay strong and you'll make it through this." Olivia squeezed her hand and smiled at her.
Elliot stood and watched as his partner tried not to cry as Claudia told her story, and wondered why this particular victim and her story was making her cry. Sure, this had been a pretty bad assault, but they'd seen worse.
Then ano^ther thought wandered into his head, something for as long as he'd know Olivia, he'd never wondered. Something her never wondered when she lost Calvin, when she went undercover at Sealview, when her mom died, when there was a gun to his head, when she was in the car accident with Kathy and a million more times when Olivia's life was basically, well pretty damn shitty.
He wondered how strong she really could be.
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Story time!- I'm getting braces, Feb.15th, for a year to a year and a half, top and bottom, with rubber bands. But they'll be enterily clear, so its not too bad as for as looking stupid goes but as for pain? I'm probably gonna die...thrilling...