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"Put me down! Put me down! Help!" Calvin screamed as he frantically kicked his legs. Carl sighed at the boy's attempt.
"Ain't nobody coming to help you now. Look at all the trouble you've caused tonight. Hell, you just killed the one person who actually gave a damn about you. If you'd kept your fucking mouth shut none of this would've happened." Carl hissed as he threw Calvin into the back of his car.
"Please! DON'T!" Calvin continued to sob as Carl slammed the door in his face.
"Fucking pathetic." Carl rolled his eyes and turned around. It was then he saw Renee standing a few yards away from him.
"What the hell, Carl? You think you can just fuckin' run away with Calvin and leave me behind? Leavin' me to take the fall?" Renee seethed as she took several long strides toward Carl. He simply smiled.
"Listen, baby doll, we've had a fun ride, but now it's time for me to be movin' on. Surely you didn't believe we'd last forever." Carl laughed at her twisted expression.
"No, you listen to me, Carl. If you think you're takin' the kid all for yourself, you're dead wrong. Without me you never would've gotten the little punk in the first place. I'm the one who got Vivian to believe we'd actually look after him and I'll be damned if you think you're just going to take my source of income away from me!" Renee eyes quickly hardened as Carl placed his hands on both of her shoulders.
"You talk as though you actually have a say in the matter," Carl smirked, "Bye, babe. I'd get movin' if you don't want to get your ass thrown in jail." He bent down and kissed her gently on the forehead before turning around and walking to the driver's side.
"Oh, I ain't goin' to jail, Carl. But you sure as hell are." Renee quickly whipped out a gun she had placed in her coat pocket.
"Really? You're gonna shoot me? Go ahead. You ain't got it in you to take someone's life. You're just a dumb bitch that I used to get what I wanted. Worthless piece of shit." Carl smiled at Renee as the gun in her hand began to shake.
"Shut the FUCK up!" Renee screamed as she pulled the trigger. A bullet went flying through the air, ripping through Carl's shoulder.
"AGH! FUCKING CUNT!" Carl dropped to his knees as blood began gushing from his open wound. Calvin lay curled up in a ball in the back seat of Carl's vehicle, tears streamed from his large, brown eyes.
"Freeze! Drop the gun!" A loud voice boomed from behind Renee. Calvin lifted his head. It was Elliot!
"See what you've done, bitch! Now we're both going to fucking prison!" Carl growled as Renee quickly dropped the gun onto the ground.
"And it was so worth it, Carl." Renee cooed. Elliot quickly handcuffed Renee to the car door before making his way over to Carl, who lay face down in the grass. Elliot hurridly lifted him off the ground and slammed him into the side of the car while he handcuffed him.
"I'm going to make sure you rott in prison for the rest of your life." Elliot spoke through clenched teeth. Carl laughed.
"You really hate me, don't you detective? Is it because of what I did to your precious, Olivia? I saw the way you looked at her. So what's the story there? You two seem to be a whole lot more than just partners..." Elliot felt his entire body grow hot.
"You know, she really was a lot of fun while she lasted. Always put up a fight. I love feisty bitches. And for someone her age, she has got quite the body..." Elliot swiftly lifted Carl up into the air before slamming him down hard on the ground with as much force as he possibly could. Carl's body hit the grass with a sickening thud as he released a cry of pain.
"You DON'T get to talk about her like that. EVER." Elliot began kicking Carl in the stomach over and over again. He was going to make sure this piece of crap paid for what he had done. A pair a dark, chocolate eyes stared in horror at him from inside the car. Calvin. Elliot stopped his assault on a now crying Carl and focused his attention on the petrified boy in front of him. He opened the door and Calvin quickly jumped into Elliot's arms.
"I'm so sorrry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry..." Calvin continued his cadence over and over again as Elliot let his knees hit the ground, the young boy still remained up against his chest.
In the distance sirens wailed and red and blue lights lit up the dark sky. Elliot wrapped his arms tighter around Calvin's body as the wind whipped more violently around them.
People, a lot of people, now surrounded them. EMT's, police officers, CSU, they all seemed to blur together as Elliot tried his best to piece together what had happened. His felt as though he was losing his mind. Elliot pushed himself up off the ground and made his way toward the house. Calvin still clung onto him for dear life. He had to see her. She was going to be okay. She was the toughest person he knew. Liv was too stubborn to die. She had too much to live for.
Olivia still lay motionless on the wooden floor as medical personal frantically began working on her.
"She's lost a lot of blood and her heart rate is dangerously slow. We need to get her out of here now!" They quickly lifted Olivia's body up off of the ground and strapped her onto a gurney. An ambulance waited for them outside.
"You'll be fine, Liv. You have to be. We need you." Elliot whispered as he watched the ambulance disappear from sight.