Disclaimer: I don't own Law & Order: SVU.

A/N: The long anticapatied interrogation! Okay just a warning, this chapter is a little dark, nothing terrible just a little dark.

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Olivia played with baby Sarah in her apartment. Sarah reached out and grabbed Olivia's nose. "I know, baby girl, we got the same nose," she said as she rubbed there noses together.

Suddenly there was a knock on her door. "Who is it?" she asked.

"It's Peter," came a voice from the other side of the door. "Can I come in please?"

Olivia picked up Sarah and opened the door as far as the chain would let it, careful that he could not see she was holding Sarah. "What do you want?"

"Look, I know you had the baby and I wanna be apart of it's life."

"It's? You don't even know if it's a boy or a girl."

"But I wanna know, please, I wanna be apart of the baby's life. Please."

Olivia looked into his pleading eyes and reluctantly opened the door.

Olivia thought back at this moment as she sat in the interrogation room and noted that as her first mistake. She looked into Peter's eyes, they were empty, no emotion filled them. It took everything Olivia had in her not to jump over the table and kill him with her bear hands.

She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. "I thought you were in Miami," she said calmly. Start off easy, then kill him, she thought.

"I got back about a week ago," he said with a smirk. "Where's Sarah, I would love to see her."

Fresh rage filled Olivia. She got up from her chair and sat on the table into front of Peter. "She's in the hospital. Someone kidnapped and tortured her."

"That's terrible, who would do such a thing?"

That was the last straw. Olivia pinned his neck to the wall with her elbow. "You son of a bitch, you know what you did to her!" With her other hand she grabbed her gun from the holster in the back of her jeans and she placed it to his temple. "Tell me what you did to her or I will blow your damn brains out," she said as her finger inched closer to the trigger.

Suddenly Elliot and Cragen ran through the door. "Olivia, let him go," said Cragen.

Elliot pulled at her arms but she just pushed againist his neck tighter and pushed the gun deeper into his head. Finally he pulled hard enough and she let him go. He grabbed his neck and gasped for breath. Cragen pulled Olivia out while Elliot stayed in interrogation with Peter.

Once Olivia and Cragen were out of the interrogation room Olivia took a deep breath. "Sorry Captain. I just couldn't help it. Bastard knows he did this. He knows he did this to his own daughter. But right now you should be worried about Elliot."

"Oh, I want him in there. Peter will probably open up to a man, but don't worry I took his gun before he went in there," said Cragen.

The doorbell rang at a 1 o' clock in the morning at Olivia's apartment. She reluctantly got out of bed, went to the door, and looked through the peep- hole. On the other side she saw Peter standing next to a four year old Sarah. She opened the door and Sarah hugged her legs tightly, she picked her up. "What happened?" she asked as she cuddled Sarah to her chest.

"She really wanted to come home."

"Why?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry Liv," Peter handed her Sarah's backpack. "I'm really sorry, but I have to go," he said before walking away.

Olivia rolled her eyes and shut the door. She pulled Sarah at arm's length. "What did he say to you baby?"

"He said he had a business trip and I had to go cause I couldn't come."

Olivia groaned. "Don't worry. I'm gonna have a long talk with Daddy."

Olivia shook the memory out of her head as she began to watch Elliot interrogate Peter.

"So," said Elliot as he bent down to face Peter. "Does beeting up your own daughter make you feel like a big man or what?"

"I would never hurt Sarah," said Peter with fake shock.

"Really? That's not what Sarah says, and I have never known Sarah to lie."

"Oh," said Peter. "You must be Elliot. She talks about you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, says how great you are," as the words came out of Peter's mouth a disgusted look came over his face.

"I like Sarah a lot too. I kinda see her like a daughter. I mean with a terrible father like you she needs a good father. I've known Sarah since she was six and I was so happy to learn that she had too much of her mother in her to turn out anything like the scum you are," he said getting right into his face.

"It had to be done!" Peter shouted as he stood up. "A message had to be sent and I sent it! She had to be punished and I knew how to hit her the hardest! Harming the thing she loved the most!"

"What message?"

"She needed to watch her back. I was gonna get her but your goons got me first. Why do you think I didn't cut her face? It looks exactly like Olivia. When I cut Sarah it was like cutting Olivia. You should have heard her plea, it was pitiful. Begging me not to cut her, pleading for her mommy. It was sick."

Elliot punched him square in the nose. "You're the one who's sick. You tortured a child and found pleasure in it, you sick freak." He hit him again and again.

Fin ran in. "Calm down man," he said as he dragged Elliot away from Peter.

Peter nursed his bloody nose as Fin and Elliot exited the interrogation room.

Fin let go of Elliot. "You shouldn't have stopped me," said Elliot.

"We had to," said Fin. "We don't need you in jail."

"Good work Elliot," said Cragen.

Olivia stood beside Cragen, her eyes full of tears. "Thank you Elliot," she said as she walked past him.

"Where are you going?" asked Elliot.

"I have to go see Sarah. Someone call me when he gets arraned," she said before leaving the precint.

Olivia was talking to Elliot when she felt a poke on her back. She turned around and saw a seven year old Sarah.

"Hi Mommy," said Sarah as she clung to a stuffed rabbit.

"Sarah, what are you doing here?" asked a concerned Olivia.

"Daddy told me to come here."

Olivia picked up Sarah and put her on her lap. "Did Daddy drive you here?"

"No, he told me to take the A train and then come to your work."

"Wait, wait. Your dad put you on a subway by youself and you walked here?"

Sarah nodded.

Olivia was shocked. "Are you okay? Did someone try to get near you? Did someone touch you?"

Sarah shook her head no.

"Good," said Olivia as she hugged her tightly. "I need to talk to your father."

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Back at the hospital Olivia was surprised to see that Melinda had joined Casey, but Sarah was already asleep again.

"Hey," said Olivia as she walked up to them. "How is she doing?"

"She threw up a few times but the doctors tell me that's a good thing," said Casey.

Olivia brushed some hair out of Sarah's face. "Thank you guys for staying with her."

"Anytime," said Melinda. "We're just glad she's okay."

"Yeah, but she had it much worse then I thought," Olivia cried more with each word. "She begged him to stop, but he just cut her and cut her. And the only reason he did it was to hurt me, all he wanted to do was hurt me."

Casey and Melinda both hugged her.

"It's not your fault," said Casey. "It's Peter's."

"You didn't do anything wrong," said Melinda.

Olivia seperated from them. "Thanks you guys," she said as she wiped her eyes, "but it's late and right now I just need to be with Sarah."

"Alright," said Melinda. "We'll cme by tomorrow."

"Thanks again," said Olivia as the walked out the door.

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A/N: Wow, I should have let Elliot beet up Peter some more, oh well, maybe next chapter. Okay that was a little dark for my kind of writing, but Peter is a sick freak so you know. Anyway I have come to the conclusion that the stroy is ready for more EOness, but I must warn you, if I never tried to write romance so you must bear with me. I hope you are enjoying the story because I sure love writing it.

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