Okay, I'd promised you all a chapter in which an interrogation goes bad. And, believe me, it's gonna get bad. Not one, but two ADAs will get their asses handed to them by Marcus. Then, it's on to the trial.
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Author's note: Nothing new to add at this time, other than what I mentioned before.
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16th precinct interrogation room
Manhattan, New York
February 12, 2007
7:30pm
"All of this wouldn't be happening if those two bitches hadn't left me high and dry!" Marcus screamed.
Fin got in his face and snarled. "No, you asshole! They had every right to leave your coward ass! You hurt them! You beat them up! You even tried to kill them twice! What kind of man are you?!"
"They deserved it!" Marcus ranted. "I didn't do anything wrong! Those two lying ass hoes are lying! Alex and Olivia were so determined to leave me that they had to tell every single lie to save their stupid asses!"
Munch stepped in and pulled Fin back, because he knew his partner was gonna beat the living hell out of him. Just then, it was Mike's turn to get in his face.
"You know, beating up on defenseless women is bad enough, but when you put your hands on two female detectives, you went too far! Like I always say: fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, you're going to jail!" he hissed.
"Get out of my face, you old bastard!" Marcus seethed.
"And if I don't? What you're gonna do? Absolutely nothing. Now shut the fuck up before I kick your ass!" Mike snapped as he smacked him right in his face. Marcus lost his mind and lunged at him, but Munch and Fin grabbed him and threw him against the wall. Then, they sat him back down on the chair harshly.
Just then, Casey, Alex Cabot and Ron Carver, the ADAs handling this case, walked in, looking at Marcus with disdain and disgust on their faces. Casey took a seat across from Marcus while Alex and Ron took their places next to her. By that time, Marcus's lawyer came in and immediately took her seat next to him.
"Now that we're here, let's talk about what's gonna happen to him," Casey said, still glaring at Marcus.
"What are you offering?" Defense Attorney Jacqueline Marshall asked.
"No deal. We're seeking the death penalty," Alex came right out and said.
"The death penalty? Isn't that a little bit extreme? Couldn't you at least let him serve prison time?" Jacqueline asked, looking shocked.
Ron raised his eyebrows. "If you call attacking two detectives more than once, hiring an accomplice who has a grudge against Detective Benson, hiring an accomplice who later ends up dead, not to mention his priors back in Boston extreme? You must lost your damn mind."
"How did you know about that?" Marcus jumped in, his eyes burning in fury.
Casey pulled out a manila folder and tossed it at him. "Detectives Stabler and Goren wanted to know more about you, so after they heard what you had done to Olivia and Alex, they searched through your personal information and found some interesting things about you."
"Like what?!" Marcus snorted loudly.
"Four priors of domestic violence, rape in the second degree and attempted murder in the first degree. It's too bad you never served time for any of them. You lied to avoid jail, got a damn good lawyer and what's this I hear you threatened your victims? Then you came here to cause more trouble," Ron jumped in.
"Let's not forget, he beat the crap out of Carlos Montana and Tucker Jackson. He said some pretty awful lies about them, too," Alex said.
"And I'll do it again if I have to," Marcus beamed.
"Keep your mouth shut!" Jacqueline snapped at him.
"Oh, no, let him speak. He just gave us all the ammo we needed to put a needle in his arm, anyway," Casey said smugly.
"I'm not gonna die, bitch! Alex and Olivia are gonna die when I get my hands on them!!" Marcus snapped at her.
Alex smirked. "Really? Well, you have no say in what's gonna happen to you, thanks to all the evidence we have right here. And, Jacqueline, don't even think about going for an insanity defense because, it's obvious to us that Mr. Jones knew exactly what he was doing."
"Bitch, I'll kill all of you! And then I'm gonna kill Alex and Olivia for putting me here!" he screamed.
The three prosecutors got up from their seats. Casey smiled at him. "I guess we'll just have to take our chances in court, then. The jury will see what a lying, manipulative, murdering bastard you are and, if they gave me an opportunity to put a needle in your arm, I'll do it my damn self. "
Before she could leave, however, Marcus lunged forward and wrapped his hands around her neck. She screamed when he started banging her head against the wall. Alex tried to stop him, but he hit her in the face with his elbow and smacked her hard, which caused her nose to bleed, sending her back into Ron, who grabbed her before she could hit the floor. He grabbed a chair and bashed Marcus's head with it twice, which stopped him from attacking Casey.
Munch and Brian barged in and cuffed Marcus while Ron and Alex were too busy tending to Casey, who was slipping in and out of consciousness. She was bleeding and you could tell, because the blow on her head caused a huge gash.
"Is she okay?" Brian asked a moment later. His voice was dripping with concern.
Alex shook her head in disbelief. "She's pretty much out of it. The blow on her head really knocked her out. And there's a huge gash on her forehead."
"We need to get her into emergency right away. And we need to get you checked out," Munch said before he pulled Alex up off the floor and pulled her in his arms.
"I'm fine, John. My nose is bleeding, that's all," she assured him.
"Honey, for all we know, your nose could be broken. Marcus hit you pretty hard."
"I'm fine," she assured him again.
Munch glared at her. She bowed her head and agreed to get checked out so he can shut up about it.
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Mercy General Hospital
Manhattan, New York
February 24, 2007
8:00pm
"Marcus did what?!" Olivia said, looking at Elliot and Bobby in disbelief.
"He attacked Casey and Alex during interrogation. Casey's at home, tending to her head since it had a huge gash and Alex's been checked out. Her nose was bleeding, but it's not broken, thank God," Elliot explained.
"That son-of-a-bitch! He just had to attack my friends! I should kill him!" Alex Eames snapped. But she calmed down when Bobby held her hand.
"Don't worry, baby. We got him," he assured her soothingly.
Alex snorted. "Yeah? At what cost?"
"I'm just glad he's in jail where he belongs for now. I want him dead," Olivia stated.
Elliot nodded his head and shrugged his shoulders. "You and me both, honey. You and me both."
Just then, Doctor Miller came in with some documents in her hands. She smiled at the four detectives before she closed the door and took a seat on the couch.
"What's the word, doc?" Olivia and Alex asked in unison.
"The results of your rape kits came back. Positive for fluids, spermicide, semen and I found some bruising on your genitals, Olivia, but it wasn't any major damage. However, I took your sperms and performed a pregnancy test. The results came out positive. Congratulations, Olivia and Alexandra. You're both expecting," Miller revealed, looking slightly hurt.
"Does that mean that either Richard or Marcus could be the father of my child?" Alex asked, tears started forming in her eyes.
"Same can be said for me," Olivia stared to choke.
"I'm sorry, ladies, but there's a strong possibility. We won't know until a paternity test is performed later on. Also, based on the timing, you both got pregnant at the same time, which is rare in some cases," she said sadly.
"Oh, my God," Bobby and Elliot breathed.
Miller smiled slightly. "But, I wouldn't be worried. Just focus on getting healthy and have a full happy pregnancy. Thanks to technology, we should know who's the father in twelve weeks or more."
Sighs of disbelief filled the room. Elliot held Olivia tightly while Bobby squeezed Alex's hand, assuring her that everything's gonna be alright. Miller got up from her seat and headed for the door when Olivia's voice stopped her.
"When can we get out of here?" she asked anxiously.
"I strongly recommend you two stay here for another day or two. You're improving but I want to make sure you don't get injured all over again, especially now that the both of you are pregnant," Miller suggested.
"We understand, doc," Alex said, then she smiled.
Doctor Miller smiled before she left the room. When she did, Olivia broke down and cried. Elliot held her tightly and kissed forehead, then he watched Bobby do the same thing with Alex.
"I love you, Liv," he whispered in her ear. She was still crying.
"I love you, too, El. I couldn't have made it without you," she replied.
"I'm so happy that we're together. And I don't care if the baby's father turns out to be Marcus or Richard. I'm the father, DNA test or not, I'm the daddy. I plan to be here for as long as you want me. Without you, I'm not complete," he stated before he pulled out an engagement ring, then he slid it on her finger.
"Oh, Elliot. Of course I'll marry you!" she cried out. He just smiled before he leaned over and kissed her sweetly, then he pulled back and tucked a stand of her honey brown hair behind her ear.
"As soon as you're strong enough and ready, we're getting married. I wanna be able to make love to you, but you need some time to heal, baby. And, I'm willing to wait until after our baby's born," Elliot said with a wicked shit eating grin on his face, the grin that made her insides melt. Like always. She knew she could count on him to be there for her when she needs him. He was proud to be the father, no matter what.
"Well, since we're making wedding plans, I guess it's safe to say that Alex and I are planning on getting married, too. Now that we know that she's having a baby and I'm gonna be the father, no matter what, there's no need for us to wait anymore," Bobby beamed.
"There's still the trial. Alex, Casey and Ron are most likely gonna ask us to testify," Olivia reminded them.
"I'm planning of testifying even if they don't ask me," Alex stated.
"I'm testifying, too," Olivia agreed.
They knew that everything's gonna be all right.
X
Rikers Island Correctional Facility
Interrogation room
Manhattan, New York
February 24, 2007
"Well, well, well. Richard White. I knew your stupid ass would end up back here where you belong. So, what's going on with you?" Munch said sarcastically, breathing over the man's neck.
Richard just smirked. "I don't know. Same ole, same ole. So, tell me, how's Olivia and Alex doing? I never got the chance to talk to them."
"And you won't, asshole," Mike breathed impatiently.
"Oh, on the contrary, I have every to talk to them, since one of them could be the mother of my child," Richard said, smiling victoriously.
Mike and Munch were shocked. Really shocked. How the hell did he know that Olivia and Alex were pregnant?!
"I know everything about the NYPD, gentlemen, even detectives Stabler and Goren. So, my question is, which one should be the mother of my child: Benson or Eames?" he laughed sadistically.
"How 'bout neither? You're not gonna kill their babies!" Mike snapped.
Richard's smiled faded immediately. "What makes you think I'm gonna kill my child?! I'd never hurt a child in my life!"
Mike got in his face. "On the contrary, you sick son on a bitch, remember your ex-wife?! She was pregnant with your child when you put a bullet through her head! Doctors said she and the baby never had a chance!!"
"I didn't know she was pregnant until Olivia told me. I would've taken responsibility for my actions. That baby was mine. I would've taken care of my son or daughter," Richard said calmly.
"No you wouldn't. You would've put a bullet in your son or daughter's head and then bury it so no one would know when to find him/her. Face it, Rich, you hate children just as much as you hate women," Mike seethed.
"I do not hate children, you bastard!" Richard snapped back.
Munch dropped a file on the table. "Well, Richard, it doesn't matter at this point because you just got yourself 25 additional years in the slammer for your part in the kidnapping, rape and attempted murder of Alex and Olivia. Too bad Marcus won't be helping you out this time."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Richard screamed.
"I'm talking about your partner in crime played you for a fucking fool, you idiot! Marcus was gonna leave you high and dry. He never had any money. He was planning on killing you," Mike jumped in.
"Just like Nicole. Only, he raped her first, cut off her finger, tortured her, strangled her, then he hung her on the ceiling. Plus, he sat his apartment on fire," Munch smirked.
"Face it, Richard, he played you blind. He had no intention of paying you any kind of money because he's broke. He was gonna point the finger at you so he could walk. Furthermore, you're not the only one who could be the father. Marcus could be the father, too," Mike seethed.
"That's not possible. I had sex with both Olivia and Alex," Richard countered, no longer sure of himself.
"So did Marcus. But, like you, he's not gonna get any parental rights because he's getting a needle in his arm," Mike said, smiling smugly.
"S-so what do you want me to do?" Richard asked, his voice cracking.
"We would suggest you testify against Marcus, but we know that's not gonna happen. Besides, you're not getting any special treatment. So, you're just gonna rot in here for the rest of your life," Munch said before he grabbed the file off the table and left, with Mike trailing close behind.
"So, what happens now?" Mike asked as they walked down the hallway.
"There's no way the jury's not gonna convict Marcus. If he does get off, it's gonna be the biggest slap in the face Alex and Olivia will ever get," Munch.
Mike knew he was right. He can only hope and pray that justice will be served for his two closest friends.
Okay, the next chapter's the trial and let me tell you, it's gonna get real interesting! Stay tuned!
BTW, someone asked me who's the DA in this story? Well, I hate to break it to you, but Jack McCoy's not the DA. This take place in early 2007, so Arthur Branch is still the DA. So, for the sake of this story, Branch (who got his ass handed to him in the primary election) will remain the DA.
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