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SVU FanFic:
Chapter Nine: "Follow Up – Pt.2"


"Well, let's go see what Olivia and Elliot found out. Maybe we can finally piece this together."

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Randolph Residence
April 8
th

11:08 AM

The ride to Mitchell Randolph's apartment was short, only a few blocks from the police station. Olivia thought for a few moments about what they were going to do. "Elliot, we need a plan." She said as they stopped at a red light.

"Okay. We'll knock on their door, ask if this is their place, and then ask about the charges." Elliot shrugged, simple enough to him. But he had to remember that it wasn't as easy for Olivia. "Hey, Liv." Elliot said softly a few moments later.

"Yeah?" Olivia answered with out looking up from the road in front of them.

"Would you…recognize them if you saw them?" Elliot knew she understood the question. He glanced over at her from behind the wheel. Olivia bit her lip and took a moment to answer.

"Yeah, El, I think I would." Olivia sighed carefully as they pulled up in front of the building. The two detectives trudged up the steps and into the old building. And old it was. There was no elevator and the apartment they were looking for was on the fourth floor. With a sigh, the two detectives started up.

"Well," Elliot puffed, out of breath when they reached the landing, "At least it's not on the top floor." Olivia had to agree as she came up along side him, also out of breath. She tried to be brave for herself, taking the lead and knocking on the door. After a few seconds of feet shuffling inside, someone opened.

"Hello?" The woman at the door opened it slightly. Olivia could see she had long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was short, much shorter then Olivia and looked up cautiously at the two detectives. Olivia froze up, blinking. Those eyes… she could see them in front of her… approaching her with that sharp blade…

"Hello, I'm Detective Stabler and this is my partner, Detective Benson. Are you Mrs. Randolph?" Elliot asked after flashing his badge and nodding in the direction of Olivia. The woman looked from Elliot to Olivia before settleing on Elliot who was obviously going to be doing most of the talking.

"Yes, why do you ask?" The woman was clearly confused. "Have I done something wrong?" Olivia could only stare at her, almost in disbelief. No, you assaulted a cop and didn't do anything wrong.

"Could we talk to you inside a moment?" Elliot offered the woman a small smile as she opened the door wider and motioned them inside. Olivia followed aimlessly, taking in the neat and tidy sites around her.

"Mrs. Randolph, I understand you filed a report against your husband for abuse." Elliot said as the woman motioned the detectives to sit down. Olivia could do nothing but stare at the woman, take in her appearance. How could she act so calm when only thirty hours before, she was holding a police officer at knifepoint?

"Yes, I did. But I dropped the charges. It was all a misunderstanding." Mrs. Randolph nodded solemnly. Elliot glanced at Olivia, but she didn't see him. He continued on.

"What were the charges on?" Elliot asked, trying to pry more information about her.

"We were going through a rough patch in our marriage. He… got a bit too pushy and I flipped out on him. I told him if he ever got in my face again that I would file for divorce. The next week he hit me…and I went to the police station." Mrs. Randolph sighed, reliving the scene in her head. Olivia stared ahead, the words barely registering in her mind. Stop playing dumb! You know you did it!

"Why did you drop the case?" Elliot asked, trying to catch Olivia's eye.

"It was all a big misunderstanding, really." Mrs. Randolph nodded. "Is that all you came for? To ask about that silly thing?" She gave a nervous laugh, glancing at each detective. Olivia was slowly coming out of shock, and wanted to say something. But her mind and body weren't cooperating very well and she ended up staying quiet.

"Mrs. Randolph, do you own a gray SUV?" Elliot asked suddenly, looking around for signs of a car key.

"We do, or rather we did. It was stolen a few days ago." Mrs. Randolph answered, sounding rather honest.

"And did you file a report?" Elliot didn't believe her, not at all, and his face showed it.

"Well, we've been really busy. Mitchell, that's my husband, with long work hours. He's gone all day! And me with just stuff around the house." Mrs. Randolph didn't sound true now, she sounded rather hasty and snippy. She stood up, walking to the door. "I think that's all, there's not much more to say." She stated dryly. Elliot and Olivia stood up simultaneously, walking to the door. Elliot turned at the last second.

"Mrs. Randolph, where does your husband work anyway, to have such long hours?"

"The office building on 56th street. He's the manager." Mrs. Randolph gave only that before closing the door in their faces. Elliot's face really, Olivia was already starting down the stairs.

"Olivia, hey Liv wait up!" Elliot jumped down the steps a few at a time and caught her on the landing before the second floor. "C'mere a second, will you?" He asked, catching her by the arm. Olivia broke free but didn't move, only stared back at Elliot. "What's wrong?" His expression was clearly clouded with worry, and fear. But he picked a bad question.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Olivia said in disbelief. "I just stared my attacker in the face while she lied to us. Who knows what else she lied about!" Olivia threw up her hands and continued down the stairs. Elliot stood there, knowing that wasn't all of it. He followed her and caught her before the last length of steps.

"Olivia, I didn't know that. I'm sorry. Why didn't you say something?" He looked at her with fear in his eyes; fear that she was hurting inside. He wanted to make her better, make the pain go away. Olivia whirled around to meet Elliot, her face inches from his.

"Say what? 'Oh you attacked me just admit it so we can arrest you.'? Elliot, we both know that's not possible. I didn't say anything because…" Olivia let her voice drop off at the end of the sentence, taking a breath and looking down before finishing. "Because I'm still afraid… If she realized who I was and…and told her husband…" She let herself end there, tears welling up in her eyes. Olivia's body fell slack and Elliot caught her before she slid to the ground.

"Oh, Liv…" He comforted her, bringing her close into a hug. "It's okay." He whispered in her ear, "I'll never let them touch you." For a moment, they broke apart, brown staring into blue. Olivia's hands reached up to hook around his neck. A shiver ran down her spine as Elliot placed his hands on her hips, pulling her closer and closer. Their lips locked suddenly, clashing as close as their bodies. Elliot ran his tongue over her lips, begging for entrance. Olivia gave it to him, opening her mouth slightly. They explored each other more then ever, backed up against the wall in the dingy apartment. To any passerby, it would look like two lovers displaying affection for the other.

After a few moments, Elliot and Olivia broke apart, smiling vividly at each other. Olivia blushed as they pulled apart, Elliot's hand brushing hers.

"C'mon," Elliot coaxed, heading down the stairs. "We better get back to the prescient."

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