A/N: So I'm sorry doesn't even begin to express how bad I feel for not updating in sooo long. I've been working and I got engaged and everything's been crazy. I hope you enjoy this chapter though =] Also, I apologize for any grammatical errors in advance.
Once Olivia and Trevor reassured the two cops and his sister that everything was okay and they could leave, all hell broke loose. While Olivia tried to act like nothing was wrong, Trevor talked until he was blue in the face. She washed dishes and he yelled at her for walking out on their family. She changed her clothes and he continued to yell about how she could have at least called to tell him she was okay. She put some more wood in the fireplace and he asked her if she was listening and to which her response was a simple nod.
Once their one sided fight was over, they had sex much to Olivia's dismay. Trevor enjoyed every moment of it but Olivia on the other hand just lied there and let the man do as he pleased. She hoped that letting him have his way with her would make up for the worry she'd put him through that day. Just fake it till you make it Liv. And fake it is exactly what she did until her body, against her will, reached its peak and both of their bodies spasmed as they came together. Finally when the man got tired and left her alone, she picked herself up and showered.
Later, she found herself in the office reading the first thing that had caught her attention. While she was physically reading the book, mentally she was in another world. Her mind kept going back to the day she'd just spent with Elliot. She could deny it all she wanted and she could act like living without him wasn't painful but the truth is, it hurt more than she ever imagined it would.
"Olivia?" The little girl's voice was so soft that the woman almost missed it.
Looking up from her book, Olivia saw the young girl in the doorway clad in one of her old NYPD t-shirts, shorts and a pair of toe socks. When she saw the tears in Jazzy's eyes her heartbeat quickened and her book feel from her hands. Her arms were barley opened for a second before the little girl came barreling towards the woman.
In the weeks that Olivia and Calvin had been living with the girl and her father, Olivia had noticed that Jazz had more than a fair share of nightmares.
"It's okay babygirl. No need to cry because whatever it is, I'll take care of it. I promise." She rocked back and forth on the small couch that sat in the corner by the window. The wind blew harshly against the building and it sent chills down the girl's spine and Olivia held her tighter. When Jazlyn's breathing returned to normal, she slid down next to Olivia on the couch.
"You have another bad dream?"
Jazz didn't even bother to give a verbal response. She nodded her head and then curled into Olivia's side. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and snuck the middle and pointer fingers in her mouth. Olivia was working hard on trying to get her to stop the bad habit and was proud of the girl because she'd only see the girl do this when she'd have a bad dream and needed some comfort. But whenever the girl placed her fingers in her mouth, her security blanket wasn't far. Sure enough bubs, her blanket, was hanging out the back pocket of her night shorts.
Olivia pulled the girl closer. She never pressed for the girl to tell her about her dreams. She knew that when Jazzy was ready, she'd say something. But this time, Olivia gave the girl a soft squeeze and asked "What was the dream about sweetie?"
Jazlyn continued to lie against Olivia. She wanted to say something so bad but how would she phrase it? The little girl's mind raced and a fresh batch of tears began to fall. Olivia pulled her back into her lap and all Jazzy could do was burry her face in the woman's neck and continue to cry.
"Shhh Jazz it's okay I promise. What was the dream about? Boogie man, something under your bed, maybe the closet door being open scared you? I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong. We can put the nightlight in the room with you and Calvin if you want. Is that it? Is the dark scaring you?"
Jazlyn shot her head up from where it was resting to look Olivia in the eyes. "Please Liv; I haven't been afraid of the dark since I was three."
"So if it's not the dark then what's making you so scared?"
The young girl relaxed back into the warmth of Olivia. "Do you…" Jazz struggled to find the right words. In the short amount of time that they'd lived in the same house, the girl showed that she was just like Olivia more and more every day.
Olivia squeezed the girl a little tighter and reassured her that it was okay.
"Livia, how old were you when you first had sex?"
The question shocked Olivia. She knew the girl's mouth was far from tamed but what had just come out wasn't expected. In her eyes, the girl was still a baby and sex should have been the farthest thing from her mind.
"Ummm…I was much older then you are. MUCH older." She looked down at the girl in her arms and softened her body. She exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holding and unwrapped one arm from around the girl. With her index finger, Olivia softly lifted the girl's chin she that they were now looking at each other face to face.
"I didn't have an overly protective father like you do to scare off all of my potential boyfriends. My mother was not a nice woman and so to get back at her for something she did to me, I fell in love with someone way older than me and he was my first. But like I said, we were in love and I thought I'd be with him for forever." She kissed Jazzy's forehead. "Why? I know those little boogers on the football team are probably all dying to be your boyfriend" Olivia chuckled.
"Ewwww no! They're all weird and I ain't into all them like that. I mean don't get me wrong, smacking butts and dropping Gatorade is cool when we on the field buuuuuttttt I rather have a boyfriend that can't shove a whole slice of pizza in his mouth." Jazz smiled softly and Olivia began to tickle the girl in her arms trying to lighten the mood.
"Liv…..Liv…..oh god I can't breathe….Livia you're killing me woman" Jazlyn laughed as she tried to push the woman's hands off her. Soon she found herself face down on the couch squirming to get out from under Olivia's wiggling fingers. It wasn't soon after that Olivia's movements came to a halt.
"Jazlyn Marie, what happened to your legs?" Olivia's voice was stern with a hint of fear.
Jazzy turned onto her back; a small smile still remained on her lips as she tried to play off what Olivia had just seen. "It's nothing. Some of the guys were being rough at practice and my shorts must have rubbed against my skin." The girl was lying and she knew that Olivia could see through the words she just spoke.
Olivia stood up from the couch in one swift move. The look on her face was a mixture of shock sadness. She might have been out of work for months but she knew that the two hand prints on the child's legs were not from some ruthless boys at practice. No, someone had hurt the girl she'd come to love as her own and it was taking everything in her to not cry.
While Olivia was trying her best, tears were beginning to well up in her eyes and when she spoke; her voice was shaky to say the least. "Who…who did this to you Jazlyn?" The young girl stayed quiet.
"Did someone at school do this to you?"
"N…no." She was getting scared now. This is not how she wanted anyone to find out about this. In fact, she didn't want anyone to know at all.
Olivia closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. "Was it Ca….Calvin?" the name was barley a whisper and as much as she hated bringing up her son in this context, she knew from cases she'd worked before that it was possible for the person you least expect to be the one causing the pain. She knew the boy would never do such a thing so when the girl shook her head no; the breath she was holding took no time to release itself.
"No. Not him"
"Oh thank god!"
"But, he knows and…." Jazzy looked away from the spot on the ground to Olivia's eyes and then when her own tears began to pronounce themselves, she roamed the room with her eyes.
Olivia moved to crutch in front of the young girl. "And what Jazz?"
"Come on Liv, you never wondered about why C and pops is so damn close all of a sudden. I mean…."
Before she could finish Olivia hoped up again. She walked to the door, the girl hot on her tail. When she stopped to open the office door, she felt Jazzy behind her.
"Stay here!"
With that, she was gone. Jazlyn paced the floor for what seemed like hours to her. She kept wondering if what she did was the right thing. Maybe I took too long. Yeah, I should have told her sooner. I'm an ass for letting C get himself into this. It's all my fault. Damn Jazlyn, why you gotta be so stupid for? Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by the door opening behind her. When she turned, her eyes landed on the boy she'd come to call her brother.
Calvin turned and looked at Olivia. Sleep still evident on his face.
"What's going on?"
"C, I told her" Jazlyn took a step towards the boy and he took one step back causing him to bump into Olivia.
Calvin was startled at the warm body behind him. He jumped so hard and high that he almost jumped out his skin. Olivia rested her hand on the boys shoulder to calm him.
"Cal, its okay sweetie. I know what Trevor…" Olivia began to get choked up. She opened her mouth to speak again but she couldn't. Tears started spilling from her eyes and a sob escaped her lips.
Jazlyn stepped forward again. "Listen C, I hadda tell her. She's like a mom to me and she IS your mom. She cares and…." She turned her body around. Crying what NOT her thing. She hardly ever did it and right now, she was a bit embarrassed.
"I love you Calvin. Jazzy loves you too but what Trevor does to you and Jazlyn is NOT love. He's hurting you and your sister and that's not okay and I promise you, it stops right now. I'm going to protect you." Olivia looked over at the girl whose body was shaking with tears. "I'm going to protect the both of you. I promise."
Calvin, who was still standing there staring blankly, finally looked up at Olivia. His eyes were wet with tears and his voice was low and weak. "Mom, I'm so sorry" his body melted into Olivia's as uncontrollable sobs wracked his body. They stayed together for a couple minutes before Olivia extended her arm, inviting Jazlyn to join in the hug.
"Oh, my babies. You two have nothing to be sorry for. I should be sorry that I didn't see this. I'm sorry that I've been in my own little world and I didn't see what was right in front of me. I'm going to make things better. I'll fix are family like new. Just us three. That's all we need." After the tears had subsided and the yawns began, she ushered the kids back to their room.
Calvin and Jazlyn sat on their beds and Olivia made sure they were both still awake before she went over and took out an outfit for both of them. When she found all that she was looking for, she put the clothes on the end of the beds, told them to get dressed, pack their backpacks with as much clothes they could and wait until she came and got them. She walked towards the door. Before she left, she turned to lock on the door and then walked out.
When Olivia returned to her room, the sight of them man lying under the sheets on her bed made her sick to her stomach. She pulled on a pair of jeans and her NYPD hoodie. She was about to pull on her riding boots but decided against it. Instead she slipped on her sneakers. She pocketed the keys to the kid's room and to the house. Walking over to the closet, she took out her big gym bag and through some clothes inside along with some other things she'd need. She sent out a text to the one person she knew she could trust and then she turned to her bedside table. She unlocked it and retrieved her badge and gun. She emptied the bullets into her hand except for one. She deposited the rest into the front pocket of her sweatshirt.
Trevor felt something cold on his head. He smiled and chuckled. "Liv baby, I see you can't get enough of me and those handcuffs." He rolled over onto him back and opened his eyes. Staring back at him was a side of Olivia he'd never seen before.
"Shut up!"
Trevor was quick to throw his hands up in defeat. You could almost see his heart racing through his chest. "Oh shit! What the fuck is wrong with you, you crazy bitch!" His voice had a hint of fear laced in it.
Olivia smiled her signature grin. "You know, tonight when you had your way with me, I thought it was because you were angry at me so I let you be rough. Silly me though because that's your M.O isn't it? Except, you like it better when you're doing it with a kid!" Olivia smacked the man with her gun.
Trevor touched his hand to the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the woman standing above him. Things were finally registering. "Olivia, why don't you put the gun down and let's talk about this. I don't know what you've heard but its all lies." Trevor moved to sit up but was stopped before he could.
"Maybe you don't see me standing here with a gun in my hands. Lay the fuck back down!" Olivia was shocked at her own words. She'd never cursed so much or been so hostile before but the circumstances were different. She was a mother scorned and she'd be damned if she allowed Trevor to get away with what he'd done.
"Ok, calm down you crazy bitch. Can I at least put on some fucking pants or something?"
Olivia cocked her head to the side and looked the man in the eyes. She pointed the gun down towards Trevor's crotch. "You can put on every pair of pants you own but nothing will soften the blow that you lower region is about to take." She walked over to the dresser and retrieved a pair of jeans and a t-shirt for Trevor.
"Get up. Get dressed and then sit you're pitiful ass back down!" She threw his clothes at him and stood in the corner of the room.
Trevor did as he was told but on his way back to his sitting position on his side of the bed, he thought that he'd get away with slipping his cell phone down onto the bed next to him from the table.
BANG!
As much as Olivia hated to shoot that bullet and scare her kids, she knew that the hardheaded man sitting on the bed wasn't going to get the point until it was made clear.
Both Olivia and Trevor looked at the spot where the bullet now rested. Their eyes met except while Trevor's possessed fear, Olivia's had anger.
Trevor was surprised when he looked down at his hand and instead of blood; he saw shards of wood from the side table. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU PHSYCO BITCH?" He stood and walked towards Olivia.
"Stop screaming, my kid's are in their room and they can hear you."
"You just shot a fucking bullet into the night table and you're worried about MY daughter and YOUR son hearing me curse! You're such a dumb bitch. I should have listened to my sister when she told me that you were nothing but trouble. Now look at me, I've got the number one crazy standing in my room threatening my life." He chuckled bitterly.
"You finished?" While the question was rhetorical, Trevor spoke anyway.
"No, you know what, I'm not! Why the hell are you doing this? Oh wait, I know, because you're fucking CRAZY!"
Olivia rolled her eyes and stuck her gun into the back of her pants. She decided to handle this differently. "Jazlyn's been having bad dreams. Did you know that?" She was still standing in the corner where her body barely visible. Her voice was low and calm.
"No, I didn't." Trevor cleared his throat.
"Is that so? Well, let me tell you why." To someone looking in, you would think that this was a interrogation being held at the station. "She says someone's been hurting her." Olivia's voice was still low and calm.
The reaction that came across Trevor's face was not one of an angry father but one of a deer caught in the headlights. BINGO!
"Seriously, someone's hurting my Jazzy?" He tried his best to sound shocked. Olivia wasn't buying it.
"Yeah, she had come to me tonight after she'd had a bad dream and I saw these horrendous bruises almost in the shape of a hand on her body and well it wasn't hard to put two and two together."
"Wow, I'm surprised I didn't know about this. Was it someone on the football team?" He looked up at the darkness that engulfed Olivia in her corner.
"Nope. That's what I thought too. You know boys will be boys and she's basically one of them when she's out there but she was quick to rule that out."
Trevor nodded his head. "Okay, so maybe it was a teacher or something."
"Nuh uh. Guess again." Olivia reached for her gun and loaded another bullet into it. "This time I advise you to think long and hard before you open your mouth again." She crossed her arms and dared the man to speak again.
Trevor acted as though he had just come to a realization. His face was coated with surprise. "Sh…she…did she say I hurt her?" He stood up and placed his hands on his head.
Lovely, now he wants to play dumb. He might actually have me fooled had I not dealt with rapist and child molesters every day. I mean I know I haven't worked in months but do I really have stupid written across my face? Okay Liv, calm down. You've already shot one bullet and missed. While that was on purpose, next time you're going to most defiantly kill him and we want that but we don't.
She inhaled a deep and what should have been a calming breath but when she exhaled, she was sure she could feel fire coming out her nose.
"She said that you've been molesting her." Olivia stepped out of the darkness and into the light shinning in the room from outside. She was now looking him trying to make some sort of eye contact but his never left the floor.
Trevor stood. If he was going to try and get away with it, he had to act as though he'd done nothing wrong.
"She's lying! I would never touch her. Did she really tell you that I molested her?" He began to walk out the door. Olivia didn't bother to follow him. She knew he was going to the kid's room. Once he couldn't get in, he'd come back and look for the key.
"OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW JAZLYN!" Trevor continued to pound and kick on the door but it wouldn't budge and from the silence between the noise, the lock was never turned.
Trevor marched back into the bedroom and over to where the key usually sat. When he didn't see it, he turned towards Olivia and spoke.
"You…you bitch! Did you get her to lie? Did you tell her what to say? This was your idea wasn't it? I never laid a finger on Jazlyn or Calvin!" he took in a sharp breath. He slipped.
"Calvin? I never said a word about Calvin." She smiled a bit. Game over.
He began to fidget. Oh shit! "Yeah well you know, wherever she is, he is too. So if she's lying about thi…."
"Stop!" She raised her gun again and pointed it towards his head. "Stop lying!"
"Liv, I'm not lying. Maybe it's something they have against us. You know, they were both adopted. Or maybe Jazzy is jealous because I've been spending so much time with Calvin lately so she's trying to get back at me. Either way, it's all a lie!" He was out of breath and his heart racing.
"Save it Trevor." In the exact moment she finished her sentence, someone rang the doorbell.
Olivia walked down the steps, Trevor hot on her heals. When they both finally reached the bottom of the steps, he tried to stop her from going to the door. He yanked her arm so hard that the gun went flying out of her hand and slid under the couch. She raised her hand to slap him but he blocked it. He punched her in her face and she was sure she'd heard something break. When she bent over in pain, he walked over to the door, unlocked and opened it.
"Trevor." The man standing at the door was accompanied by two other men standing tall behind him.
"Captain." He looked past the man and nodded. "Detective. Officer. What can I do for you?"
"Where are Olivia and the kids?"
"Oh, Olivia is right here." He pointed randomly to somewhere behind the door. "And the kids are upstairs sleeping. Why? Is there something wrong? You know Olivia hasn't been feeling herself lately and…."
Cragen stepped forward trying to push past the tall man standing in his way but had no luck. "Olivia texted saying that she needed help. So, until I see that she is fine, we're NOT leaving!" Again, Cragen tried to push past Trevor and he succeeded with the help of Fin and a uniform cop.
Olivia went into this situation with a good plan. She'd texted Cragen telling him that she was in trouble and she knew that it would take him no time to show up. She would tell him what the situation was and have Trevor arrested. She would take her kids and leave, never to return. But now, now she wanted nothing more than to shoot the man dead. her mind was racing so when she felt a hand on her shoulder, the thought that it could be anyone other than Trevor never crossed her mind. She grabbed the wrist of the hand Fin had extended and whipped her head around. Realization coated her face and apologies started.
"It's fine babygirl. You okay?"
"Yeah, sorry."
Don stepped forward. "Liv, you sure you're okay? When you texted me it didn't sound like a 'everything's fine' kind of text."
Trevor abandoned his position standing in the entrance to the living room and walked over to Olivia.
"Look guys, it's like I said before, Olivia hasn't been well as you know and we got into a little fight but everything is okay now." He looked at the woman standing to his right. "Tell them sweetie. Tell them that everything is fine." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and gave her a tight squeeze.
Olivia looked at the older man standing in front of her. She knew what the right thing to do was. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She napped her lips shut and pain surged though her face. Her hand flew to the spot below her eye where she knew there had to be a horrible bruise forming.
"Liv, what happened to your…."
"It's nothing. Look guys, I'm sorry to have woken you all for some fight about leaving the toilet seat up." She chuckled hoping that the men were convinced enough to leave but also caught the hint that something was up.
"Listen guys, its late and the kid's are sleeping and I'm pretty tired too so you should probably go." She started towards the door with the men coming up behind her. When she turned to open the door, she saw Trevor in the living room looking under the couch and other pieces of furniture for what she could only guess was the gun.
Fin turned to face the woman once he was out the door. "Listen Liv, if you need ANYTHING, give me a call. I'm going to circle around for a couple minutes, alright." His words were close to a whisper.
She smiled and nodded her head. "Thanks Fin."
The man turned back around and she watched the uniform officer take the lead towards the elevator. When she heard the chime of the door closing to the elevator, she closed the door and looked into the living room and at the man on his knees still searching.
"Looking for this?" She grabbed the gun from the back of her pants and waved it in the air. His head popped up and he was standing straight in seconds.
When this all started, Olivia was running on pure adrenaline and now that it was all wearing off, the reality of the situation was weighing heavy. Come on Liv, you can do this. You can do this the right way. They LEGAL way. Those kids up there need you and if you do anything that might get you time in jail, you'll not only be taking away one parent but two. You are strong. Just pick up your phone and call Fin. Tell him you need him to come back and you know he will. Arrest the bastard and let him rot in jail like every corrupt person should.
"Olivia, I see you wanna play but now is not the time." He began to slowly walk towards her. "Why don't you give me the gun and we can forget about all this." His hands were out ready to receive the weapon but she didn't budge.
"So that's what this is to you, a game. You touching your daughter and my son is a game for you. Oh, okay." Olivia reached into her pocket and retrieved the rest of the bullets. She quickly loaded them into the gun and pointed it at Trevor.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Olivia walked over the body lying on the wood floor. Gurgling sounds filled the quiet apartment and the smell of copper from the blood flowed through the air.
This time she had shot and didn't miss. It would be only minutes before the neighbors called the cops. She knew that Fin was somewhere out there and he'd be making his way back up that elevator in no time. This wasn't the original plan but she'd call it her backup plan. She knew that the only way she would get away with it is if she claimed self defense. That wouldn't be too hard seeing as though her eye was darker than the night sky. Let us not forget that the reason this night is ending like this is because of what he'd done. He had molested her kids and she was just a mama bear protecting her cubs.
The sounds coming from Trevor were beginning to die right along with him and she bent down by his head and what should have been a moment in which she said good bye to the man she once loved, she instead moved her head so that her mouth was so close to his ear that she could feel the hairs tickling her lips. Her voice barley audible to anyone else but she made sure the man heard her.
"Game over!"
A/N: Trevor/Olivia shippers, don't kill me please.