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DICLAIMER: LAW AND ORDER SVU AND BLA BLA BLA NOT MINE BLA BLA BLA.
Ch10 CREEPY
Elliot was dragged out of the hospital by several security guards. Once outside Donald tried to reassure him as he could. He doesn't approve the aggressive behavior but he neither scolds Elliot. Donald understands the situation and he would be lying if he said that he doesn't wanted to slap Mathew's face as well.
Like everyone, Cragen is scared as hell and desperate to know something about Olivia. During all the years she has worked under his command, she has become his family. In fact the whole team has become his family. In each of them Donald sees a child, even in John. He had put his head on the line for each one of them, and he would do it again if necessary. But for Olivia, which would be the only daughter, the youngest one, for her he would give his own life. From the first time she got so involved in a case that caused her pain, from the moment she opened to him without fear of being judged. Since she turned to look at him with the respect that a child sees his father ... Since then he adopted her in his heart.
Finally it was the captain who returned to the hospital room in order to talk to Mathew. While Odafin arrived at the hospital and decided to stay with Elliot.
"Your detective has a major problem of self-control." Mathew says watching the man entering the room.
"I'm sorry for that." Cragen answers... lying. But if he wants more information he knows he should pretend to be calm.
"I'll not press charges if he apologizes."
"He will. He needs a few minutes." Donald knows that this may be impossible. Elliot would not. But it seems that Mathew believes him.
"Look Mathew. You are on thin ice over here. You are facing charges for abducting a police officer, privation of her liberty, and maybe even ..." He struggles to transform his dire conclusions into words. "Her murder." Mathew observes enjoying seeing Cragen struggling with his feelings. "If you cooperate with us we can reach an agreement with the ADA." He tries to persuade him.
"I told your detective I don't know what happened to her. She was... gone." He doubts a bit and lets out the last word with fear.
"Explain me." Donald asks moving closer to him.
Mathew doubts. He looks for the words to explain what happened but he doesn't even know what really happened in the mountains.
"I'll not speak without my lawyer."
"Okay. If you want to call him do it. But then I can't promise you a deal with the ADA."
Mathew remains silent. He realizes that the information he has is short and useless to the detectives and, the fact that they don't know that,gives him a great advantage.
"Listen, the ADA won't want to make any deals. He actually have enough evidence to put you in jail for life. But I can make a deal if you tell us the truth."
"I'm not lying. She really disappeared. I went back in search of her bod... but I didn't find her."
"You killed her?" Cragen asks unable to keep his voice from cracking.
"I looked around expecting to find her near the area." Mathew doesn't answer the question. He just continues. "When I reach the cliff someone... Something attacked me." Mathew tries to remove his fear, stay in control, but in his eyes Cragen can see the terror. "I thought it was her but ... It was too fast." Cragen, listening intently, searches for any sign of lying, but all he finds is fear
"An animal?" He tries to guess.
"Look, I don't know what the hell is in that damn forest but ... if the same thing that attacked me found her ... I don't think she's alive." Mathew shudders unable to control his emotions anymore.
:::ETERNITY:::
"Olivia, you will understand more things as time goes on." Mario explains trying to make the interrogation stop. Actually, this has begun to look like a police interrogation more than one made by a neophyte.
Although her mind was aware of everything around her there is something that goes completely unnoticed to Olivia ... Time. Her mind processes the information still thinking that whatever may be happening it is the product of her imagination.
Megane is the first to move. She slides to a window not far away and it is then when Olivia realizes that during the interrogation (which had been extensive) none of them had moved out of place. Although she was used to walk around while interrogating she hadn't move this time. At most, they have done only those hand's movements necessary in the explanation of things. She focuses on her body hoping to find some sense of discomfort in her muscles but finds nothing. Her body does not complain one bit. She turns to the window looking at Megane who keeps watching her.
Before she decides to ask she seeks an answer direct from the information just received. She can't yet understand the superhuman strength and speed. If it wasn't because she has experienced it with her own body she would not believe in it. She would have asked a more convincing explanation. The same goes with the ... 'thirst'. She knows that if someone had said the word attached to 'burn' she would have imagined something completely different to what she had actually experienced.
'Let her haunt. Is the best way to explain it.'
Stephen's words echoed in her mind. She relies that indeed, she would understand it more as she lived it. In fact she has never been a woman who believes everything that is told. She is more the type of people who doesn't believe it until she sees it.
She took few seconds remembering the race through the woods and how, in the same way as now, she had looked for her body's exhausted reaction and had found nothing.
'What is she thinking?' 'What will she do now?'
"I'm just ... Processing." She says still in the midst of the room. Megane turns to Mario to find him inspecting the neophyte with curiosity.
"She is calm." Megane expresses guessing that her mate is waiting for the newborn to be out of control.
"Is this your house?" Olivia asks trying to ignore the words of the blonde. That question is a little more ... Normal.
"Yes It was here before we arrive to the state. Well, actually, it was smaller and in ruins."
A picture of the old cabin between the huge rocks appears in Olivia's mind but fades while Megane continues.
"They re-built it and made a couple of additions and I gave it the decoration." Olivia watches the place. For the furniture she could say it is kind of minimalist but the number of paintings on the walls do not fit that description.
"No lights?" Olivia says noticing that there are no lamps at all.
"Do you need light?" Megane says smiling. Olivia had already noticed her super vision in the forest but she can swear that the things have changed of color.
"No." She can see every detail without problem.
'Of course.' Olivia listens to Megane who has given her back to her while she is walking through an arch that separates the rooms.
"Do you want a tour?" She asks gesturing with her hand. Olivia nods. She approaches her letting Mario notice how Megan is much lower and tiny than Olivia. He decides to walk silently behind them. Just to be sure.
They walk together to the next room where there is only one long window. Olivia notices again the changing colors effect. But everything is as sharp as in the previous room.
"This room is called, 'middle rock'. Because is right where the house is between the two big rocks"
"Yes. I noticed that." Olivia let her know she understands what she is talking about. A different aroma from the rest of the house catches her attention and makes her turn to find that in the corner of the room there is an easel with an unfinished painting. "Who paints?" She asked looking down to see Megane.
"I do." The blonde woman answers proudly. "I decorated the whole house."She reminds her with a warm smile. Olivia smiles back before looking back to the rest of the room.
"Who plays the… instruments?" She makes the question when she sees a piano in the opposite corner, a violin and a strange instrument which she does not know the name. Mario decides to answer that one.
"We all play but ..."
"I'm the best." Stephen enters the room calling everyone's attention.
"Where did you go?" Olivia asks without thinking.
"Somewhere." He answer approaching the grand piano. 'He is handsome' a part of her mind thinks. 'How are you thinking about that now?' She scolds herself. Then she feels a great relief to have found her own voice inside the mess that her head had turn to.
"Should we continue?" Megane says excited to show the house to someone. Olivia nods but let her eyes inspect a little more the 'middle rock' room. On the wall next to them she founds a huge mirror which reminds her of a ballet studio.
"Then you dance ballet?" She asks Mario oddly noticing that he is the only one that had not yet said what his hobby was. Megan and Stephen laugh at loud followed by Mario himself.
"No." He answers feigning annoyance.
"That's just ... decoration." Megan tries to explain her without saying much more. "The best ballroom is out there." She says pointing to the only window in the room. Olivia takes a small step forward to have a better view of the mirror wall. The moment she feels someone else's presence in front of her she reacts quickly, her body defensively. A great leap backwards throws her through the air straight to the huge piano. Stephen moves with speed and agility to stop her before she falls on his prized instrument.
Suddenly everyone is ready to stop her. But their intervention is not necessary. Olivia cautiously observes the person in front of her and her body left the defensive position when she notice who it was. Stephen released her body slowly watching her reaction in the mirror. Megan watches calmed and fascinated. However, Mario remains alert to any movement.
Olivia walks to the person. To herself. And she watches warily, actually, she only watches her eyes. Her big scarlet red eyes.
"I didn't ... I did not kill any ... Human." She says looking for an explanation for the intense color. Even more intense than those of Stephen.
"It's your own blood. It's still in your body, in your tissues."
"It looks ..." She thinks about the correct adjective to use. "Creepy. I look creepy."
"You look beautiful Olivia!" Megan cries waiting for Olivia to look beyond her eyes. Then Olivia decides to move her view to the rest of her face.
"Oh" is all that comes out of her lips when she notices the pale skin. She strives to find some signs that she had become used to seeing. Tired dark circles, spots for her poor diet, natural pink in her cheeks, the mark that had left that wrinkle forming on her forehead whenever she is annoyed, or the one her smile had formed ... But she can't find anything. Her skin looks perfect, like a statue carved in plaster. She brings her hands up to her face expecting to feel a rock hard skin but, to her surprise, is softer than ever.
She decides to make a couple of expressions in front of the mirror and then she finds herself. She take a step back noticing that she is already almost touching the mirror. She looks down at her body in the reflection searching for the rest of her. She can't distinguish very well her body cause the large sweatshirt she is wearing... The Sweatshirt. Something clicked in her mind. 'Elliot.'
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