Chapter 10:

Fin Tutuola rubbed his eyes and yawned as he put his pencil down. Munch was already sleeping in his chair, snoring softly. Fin glanced over at Olivia's desk and realized she was no longer there. Fin looked around and noticed that he, Munch, and three other detectives remained in the building…aside from Elliot and the guard upstairs.

Fin pulled himself up and grabbed the phone on his desk. He quickly punched in a number and waited for someone to pick up. After five rings someone answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Ken? It's me, Fi-Your father."

"Oh, hey."

"I just wanted to-you know, check up on you and stuff."

"Uh, cool thanks. So, how's it going?"

Fin glanced over at Elliot's desk and sighed.

"Not good actually."

"Oh, so this is a call for money or something?"

"What? No, no you got it all wrong Ken. I just wanted to talk to you, to see if you're safe."

"Well, I'm safe."

There was a knock in the background and Ken shouted, "Come in!" There were some whispers and laughter.

"Ken?"

"Sorry, my um… my boyfriend just arrived so I gotta go. Alright?"

Fin scowled at the mention of boyfriend but shook it off.

"Alright, see you Ken," but he already hung up.

Elliot growled and threw the blankets off of his body. He sat up and surveyed the room, noting everything was normal. He hated the cribs now, he wanted to leave, escape… but that was only in movies.

He shook his head as if to wake himself and scratched his head. Elliot stood and started to pace around the room. He needed something… but couldn't place his finger on it. Elliot started to grow frustrated and started to pace faster, wearing nothing but boxers caused him to shiver.

Elliot finally had a thought and knocked on the door where the guard was located outside. The young officer looked at him wearily, and stood, ready to fend him off just in case.

"I need to use the phone."

"I can't."

Elliot rolled his eyes, eerily bright blue in such a dark building.

"I'm not a goddamn prisoner, I'm a detective. Let me use the phone."

"Alright, but I have to stay with you so you don't escape."

Elliot scowled but brushed by him without a glance anyway. He went downstairs and actually almost laughed when he saw Munch passed out on his chair, Fin nodded off with a pencil in his hand. Elliot saw Olivia wasn't there and felt a pang of guilt. He shrugged it off and reached for his phone on his desk. He dialed a number quickly and stood with the phone resting in his ear and on his shoulder as if he was solving another crime.

A groggy female's voice drifted over the phone.

"Doc? Sorry, did I wake you?"

"Elliot? Are you okay? I heard what happened."

"I'm okay, really. Can we talk; meet later on today for breakfast or coffee?"

"Of course Elliot, breakfast and coffee around eight? That good?"

"Yeah, thanks Rebecca. See ya."

"Bye Elliot, see you soon." Rebecca Hendrix hung up.

Elliot looked at the phone and put it down gently.

Shit, I'm going to end up in tears in front of her again. Thought Elliot as the young officer herded him upstairs.

Elliot nodded his goodnight to the officer, as a peace offering, and headed back to his cot where he slept. Elliot got under the covers and rested his head on his arm as he stared up at the bland ceiling, jus thinking of the happy times instead of the meeting he had set with Rebecca in nine hours.

Elliot turned on his side and stared at the wall, restless. He couldn't sleep, and then he remembered that he still needed to talk with Olivia… apologize to her for being such a prick. He sighed and turned again.

You're shit out of luck Stabler. Thought Elliot as he finally felt sleep weighing on his eye lids as he stared at the empty room.

To Be Continued…

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