June 5, Trial Part 2
"Lucius Blain," said a slender Casey Novak as she rose from behind her prosecutors table, displaying her trim body and flowing red hair. "So you thought," she said, walking around and approaching Lucius Blain, who was pinned behind the witness stand trying to feign boldness when in reality he was terrified because he knew this lawyer had a wild card that could expose him that she would pull out any second, "that you could rape and murder a girl and get away with it because you're a detective?"
"Objection!" Called Blain's attorney, but the ploy worked. Before the judge could reprimand Casey Blain stood up and shouted, "man I didn't kill no one!"
Judge Donnelly quickly restored order to the courtroom and admonished Casey to restrict her questions.
"She's gotten a little feisty," said Elliot Stabler to Olivia Benson, who were sitting a few rows behind the prosecuting table to enjoy the show of Lucius Blain's demise.
"Lucius Blain," Casey began again. "Did you know Sonya Lewis?"
"Y-yes… she was a suspect in one of our previous investigations."
"A suspect? Was she arrested?"
"No… she was released." Blain pulled at the collar of his tight shirt nervously, he was starting to sweat again.
"Released? Even though the case report clearly indicates that a female accomplice that fits Sonya's description aided Drake Hays in murder and arson she was released and no suitable other suspect introduced in her place?"
"Objection! Does Ms. Novak have any questions in this digression, your Honor?"
"Ms. Novak…" Judge Donnelly drawled.
"Apologies, your Honor. Mr. Blain, tell me when you last saw Sonya Lewis."
"Umm.." Blain thought hard, "four maybe five days ago.
"And are you aware the she was found raped and murdered two days ago?"
"Yes, I am."
"And you investigated this rape and murder, did you not?"
"Yes, I did."
"And what did you conclude, in all of your one day investigation?"
"WE," Blain emphasized, "concluded that Ms. Lewis was murdered with a silenced handgun and probably had no chance to see her attacker… and-"
Casey interrupted, "did you have any suspects?"
"No, we did not."
"And what is the state of the case now?"
"It is closed."
"Closed? Closed the day Sonya Lewis' body is discovered. Thank you, no further questions."
Blain sat back trying to act natural although he was terrified out of his mind. He still didn't know what he had confessed to in his nightmarish sleep but it was clear that the prosecution was withholding this linchpin until later, which mean he didn't know what to expect.
"Mr. Blain," Trevor Langan said. "Tell me, how was your sleep last night?"
"Pretty shitty-"
"Mr. Blain!" Judge Donnelly burst out, "watch your language!"
"Uh, yes your Honor. My sleep was awful, sir."
"And why is that?"
"I think I was drugged."
"And what makes you think that?"
"My, um, dreams."
"Tell us about your dreams."
Blain shuddered. "They seemed to last forever. They were about all the detectives that investigated me and put me on trial here. Tho- those two were in it," he said pointing to Elliot and Olivia. "It started out kind of normal, but then become increasing insane." Blain's body convulsed involuntarily. "They kept calling each other the wrong names and went out everyday to catch 'rappists' and sh- she got pregnant and had her children the next day after being shotted by h-his wife witha shotgun. It was just to- too much… And theey camped out incentral park and near the end their captain was on life support and then he said to her 'i'm ur father' and she flipped out… Oh it was horrible!" Blain was sweating profusely and fidgeting.
"and there freaky eye children were having RPG battles and they wer on tha moon and then they went to some SVU theme park wher eevrythin was messed up and that one dude frightened children up and then tha mad cop gotted huge and destroyed new york city except she flew away and … and…. the worst part of it all was….. THAT I DIDN'T REALIZE IT WAS ALL A STUPID NIGHTMARE UNTIL THE END OF IT WHEN I WOKE UP EVEN THOUGHT I SHOULD HAVE KNOW BECAUSE IT WAS SO STUPID!"
Blain was writhing about now, inconsolable, and the judge ordered that he be removed from the courtroom. Two, and then three, policeman came up to escort Blain out, who was still yelling wildly, becoming more insane every moment. He was still yelling, "and sum rude doc was there who birthed livia's twins and or triplets or maybe even quintuplets… and wen he said dat three of them died fromed the shottedgun to save her life i still didnt wake up even tho it was obviously a dream and then eliotttt was like 'baby i luv u im gonna make my text message tag luv u luv and then text my wife and ask her for a divorce over a test message while we're campin out in centarl pakr with homos and hobos wandering aroudndndn….AHHA BUBEBO!"
His voice trailed off as he was dragged out.
George Huang leaned up to whisper into Elliot and Olivia's ears from behind them, "Yeah, sometimes the drug has the effect of inducing the deluded dream mentality upon the person when they try to recall the dream."
"Well, sounded like a pretty good dream to me," Elliot said, winking sideways at Olivia. "Although he must have been completely dumb not to realize it, I mean that sounded deranged."
Their conversation was interrupted by Casey Novak as she said, "I would like to direct your attention now to People's Exhibit A, a sound recording of Lucius Blain as he slept last night." Casey pressed play on a small electronic device.
Blain's muffled voice began to speak, first unintelligibly and then coherently, "That… that bitch deserved it… that whore… I saved her ass even though we knew she helped Drake Hays… she was going down for it but I got her out, the ungrateful bitch… and then she turns on me like this… she deserved what she got… I raped her ass and left killed there and they aren't gonna find out its me because I'm investigating… I'll cover up my trail and this case will turn cold…"
Casey switched off the recording and then called George Huang to the stand.
"Mr. Huang," said Casey, "please inform us of the nature of this confession."
"Mr. Blain was administered a governmental prototype drug which induces fantasies in REM sleep and causes the recipient to involuntarily vocalize their most pressing and emotionally-stimulating thoughts."
"In other words, his confession was an admittance of the truth?"
"Yes, in 100% of cases tested these so-called 'nighttime admissions' have been accurate."
"Thank you Mr. Huang, no further questions."
June 8, Trial Part 3
"And how does the jury find the defendant?"
"We find Mr. Blain guilty of rape and murder in the first degree, along with-"
"All right that's bull!" Shouted Lucius Blain jumping up. "They gave me some freak drug!" He yelled pointing at Olivia and Elliot.
"Mr. Blain! That is enough!" Ordered Judge Donnelly. "Abusing your badge to let a criminal go free and then raping and killing her because she spurned your love is just too much, now get out of here!"
"Well, that went well," said Elliot as he Olivia and Casey left the courtroom.
"Yeah, what a dumbass," said Casey. "What do you say we head back to the precinct and see if anyone else wants to go out for drinks?"
"Sure, that sounds great!" Olivia said.
As the three walked back into the precinct John Munch and his never ending train of conspiracy theories called them over and said, "hey guys get a load of this! This guy was just arrested for posting alternate reality stories to blog-sites on the internet about politicians and celebrities. He grouped them into awful romances and had them do all kinds of ridiculous things. He is being arrested for slander and conspiracy. It's real bad stuff, look, Bill Gates and Lady Bush, Christian Bale and Miley Cyrus, Angelina Jolie with Harry Potter! It's awful stuff, what a disturbed mind… and look at all the people who took him seriously!" Munch scrolled down a list to where other blog users had commented, encouraging the writer to get his head checked out.
"What a loon," said Casey, "he's either out of his mind or playing a big con game."
By now Elliot and Olivia had slinked off and started to have hot sex because this story is not serious enough to give them a real romance and we all know they have been suppressing their urges for too long now.