Disclaimer: If I owned them, I would be living in New York, but sadly I live in Ohio. sniffle sniffle. At least the character of Jason McCoy is all MINE!
Summary: What do you know, another post Fault fic, but it does have a twist.
A/N: that indicates what someone on the opposite end of the phone is saying.
A/N: Italics are thoughts or stressed words, if you haven't already figured that out yet.
A/N: This one will be longer, I swear. Please, I beg of you, REVIEW!
Muchas gracias to everybody who reviewed and are going to review. Yeah, I think I'm done babbling now.
" Jason McCoy, an old friend of mine from college, stopped by like he does every six months to see me. We went out to eat and caught up with each other; he drove me home, and asked to walk me in. I told him no, but he insisted that he would feel better knowing I got in safely. After a while I agreed, and he walked me to my door.
" He said that he needed to use the restroom, and I let him in." God, I wish Elliot was here...the old Elliot.
" What happened next, Olivia?" Cregan asked, jarring her from her thoughts.
" When he was finished, he asked for something to drink, but I asked him to leave instead. I was starting to get a wierd vibe from him. I'm not sure why, though. Jase said that he was going to leave, and we walked to the door.
" All of a sudden he turned around and kissed me. He said he wanted me." I hope he didn't notice my voice cracking. " I told him to leave, and never come back. Jason got this look in his eyes like, what the hell are you saying, and I repeated myself again. He backhanded me, and I stumbled backwards. I fell on the corner of my coffee table, and it knocked the wind out of me. He took advantage of the situation by climbing on top of me, and pinning my legs with his knees. He, also, pinned me by my wrists above my head with just one hand.
" I begged him not to, but he said ' This is what you deserve, bitch, ' . Then he proceeded to tear off m-my clothes and rape me." Why the hell is this so hard for me! It's not like I haven't been on this side of the interview before, however that was long ago. Still, I should be stronger than this.
" I'll have Munch and Fin bring him in tomorrow for questioning. You wouldn't happened to have had a rape kit done, did you?" Cregan asked, once again drawing her away from her thoughts.
" Yeah, I did. I guess my detective side got the better of me. It's in the evidence lock-up." Then again, last time was much worse.
" Why don't you head out, you look like you are about to pass out."
" Ok, Cap, see you when I see you." Next stop, home for some rest. Tomorrow I'll talk to Elliot.
Olivia's Apartment and POV
Olivia could only manage to get an hour of sleep. Well, I might as well go talk to Elliot. I don't think he will be sleeping tonight anyways.
Elliot's Apartment and POV
" Elliot! Open the God damn door!" Why is she so fucking persistant!
" Just leave already!" I already screwed up our friendship, and I don't want to hurt her anymore.
" You know as well as I do that I can be just as stubborn as you can! I'm not leaving till you open this fucking door and talk to me!" She sounds really upset. Fine, I give.
" Fine, I give." Elliot opened the door and walked back to the livingroom without even looking at Olivia and her tear stained face.
" You want to talk, so start talking." he says vehemently. Cause God knows if I do, I'll probably hurt her even more.
" What the hell is wrong with you, Elliot?" Olivia asked in such a low tone that it sent a shiver down his spine. Where do I even begin. " Since the divorce was finalized, you have done nothing but treat everyone like shit, yet it seems that you are worse to me. The rest of them get the cold shoulder; me, I get yelled at for every tiny mistake... Please, just tell me what I did to get you so angry with me."
At that momment, Elliot finally looked into Olivia's red and puffy eyes, and realized how hurt she truly was. She thinks I'm angry with her and she thinks that it's something she did? " I'm not angry with you."
" You must be, you were yelling at me every chance you got." Why was I stupid enough to do that to her again?
" I'm sorry, Liv, it wasn't fair of me to do that to you. You have done nothing to get me angry with you. It's not your fault, it's mine, I shouldn't have treated you the way that I did."
" Then tell me what's made you so angry. Please." Again, where to begin?
" Umm, I only get to see Lizzie, Dickie, and Kathleen every other weekend. Maureen is away at college, but she pops in every now and then."
" How are they handling the divorce?"
" Lizzie and Dickie are starting to warm up to it. Kathleen, on the other hand, has said that it's way past due. I think she must have heard some of our agruements. Maureen says that it's okay, that she knew it going to eventually happen. She said that it should've happened sooner so that I could stop being so miserable and find another woman."
Olivia chuckled and said, " Maureen is definitely very wise..." I wonder what prompted Olivia to come over in the first place?
" What's on your mind, Liv? You look like you're deep in thought."
" Elliot, " Uh-oh, she's tense again. This can't be good, " I, um, I asked Cregan for a new partner today, and -"
" YOU WHAT!" Elliot yelled, obviously shell-shocked. Why, was the only thought that crossed his mind.
" Elliot, you were treating me like trash! A person can only take so much!"
" What did he say when you asked him?" I don't think Cregan can actually split us up.
" He gave me a week off and said he would see what he could do. " Olivia said sounding dissappointed.
" ...I'm sorry, Liv, I shouldn't've yelled at you for that. I understand why you did it."
They were both silent, so when Elliot's phone rang, they both jumped a little. Thank you, Jesus!
" Stabler."
Daddy, I need you. One of Elliot's daughters cried.
" Who is this?"
It's Maureen, I really need you, Daddy! Oh my God!
