A/N: Okay guys I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a week! But here it is now and I just might post another chapter tonight. It's a little short than I wanted, but I need to go to work and it was a REALLY REALLY good place to stop :D

Disclaimer: Yeah… wait until you read this chapter…then you will definitely know they're not mine :D

Jonathan---I told you there was a twist :) Are you ready for it? Probably not. But read anyway!

"It's okay Liv, we'll be out of this hospital in no time." Elliot stood beside the bed Olivia sat on and gave her a small smile. He dared not touch or kiss her, when he had tried that when they were on the way over here she had flinched and moved away.

Olivia just nodded, not saying a word. She knew Elliot thought she was being silent because she was angry that Cragen had made her come to the hospital and still upset over what had happened, but in all reality she was just majorly pissed off at Elliot. After being at the hospital for close to two hours already, the shock and fear had worn off, and she was fully aware of the fact that somewhere along the line her partner and their two colleagues had screwed up, which resulted in the perp actually snatching and attack her. As soon as Cragen got the word of the attack, he had told them to immediately take Olivia and the perp to the hospital. Although Olivia had insisted that she was fine, Cragen said that she was going and she had no say so about it. It was actually a good thing that he had made her come because she did in fact have a few injuries. The exam, during which she kept her eyes shut the entire time, confirmed that she had a cracked rib (probably from being slammed against the wall), a sprained wrist (most likely from yanking on the ropes), multiple bruises, and not to mention the split lip.

As the nurse walked into with the release forms, Olivia quickly moved to get off the bed, and winced in pain and held her rib. Elliot jumped up and got the clipboard and brought it to Olivia with a look of concern on his face. Olivia signed the papers and took the appointment card to come back and see about her cracked rib and sprain. As she shuffled towards the door Elliot gently placed a hand on her back to help her and in response she swallowed her pain and stalked away from him.

Elliot sighed and shook his head as he followed her, dreading the car ride back to the station.

As soon as Olivia and Elliot stepped off the elevator into the precinct Fin, Munch, and Cragen all rushed towards them.

"How you feelin Liv?" Fin walked up and made like he was going to give her a hug but stopped as Elliot gave a quick shake of his head.

"Olivia are you okay?" Munch walked up and gazed at her over the top of his glasses.

"Olivia can I see you in my office please?" Cragen touched her arm and looked sharply at Elliot as she cringed slightly before following him.

As they walked into his office Cragen shut the door behind them and motioned for Olivia to have a seat.

"Olivia, I'm so sorry. Things were not supposed to go that far."

Olivia nodded and swallowed before answering. "I know Cap'n, its okay. I'm okay."

Don Cragen frowned and leaned against his desk, facing her. "If you're okay then why did you flinch when I touched your arm?"

"I..I..I don't know Cap'n just a little jittery I guess. I promise I'm fine though. And don't even try to send me home, because you know I won't."

"I know. I wasn't going to try. But I do want to know if you want to be in on this investigation or would you like Munch, Fin, and Elliot to cover it?" Cragen stared at her, silently hoping she would remove herself from the case, but knowing she wouldn't.

Olivia thought for a moment before standing up and speaking. "I want to be in on this. I want this to go away as soon as possible, and the way to do this is to have everyone on it. So just tell me what I need to do, so we can get this over with."

Cragen nodded and accepted her answer. "Okay. The shop owner, Philip Grierson, is in interrogation one and your…attacker, who we have identified as Donald Grierson, is waiting in interrogation two. He was actually released from the hospital before you; the bullet just grazed his calf. So I want…"

"Wait Cap'n…. they both have the same last name. They're...brothers?" Olivia frowned, and tried to think-- she had never seen the man before.

"Yeah, apparently he lives in Queens but has been staying with Philip for the past few weeks. Anyway, I want you and Elliot to interrogate Philip first. I'm guessing that we'll be able to get more out of him than Donald. Meanwhile, Fin and Munch are going to be going to start pulling their phone records and financials, just as a precaution."

Olivia nodded and headed for the door. "Okay, I'm on it."

"Olivia?"

"Yeah Cap'n?" With her hand still on the doorknob Olivia turned to face Cragen.

"I will watch all of the interrogations…but…I would appreciate it if you would follow Elliot's lead on things. I know I usually let you both run the show, but right now I just want you to go along with Elliot." Cragen braced himself for the fight he figured Olivia would put up.

Instead Olivia just shrugged her should and nodded. "That's fine Cap'n." And then she walked out of the office.

She found Elliot standing at the entrance to the interrogation room that held Philip, talking to someone she could not see. As she got closer she recognized the feminine voice and smiled.

"Hey Casey."

"Olivia. Are you okay?" Casey had her game face on, but concerned showed in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's do this."

Elliot started to speak but hesitated, he wasn't sure how Olivia would react to him taking the lead on this.

Olivia noticed this and gave him a small smile. "What do you want to do El?"

Elliot breathed a sigh of relief and glanced through the one-way mirror at Philip Grierson. "Casey and I were talking…and we think we'll be able to get more out of Philip if I go in and talk to him alone, at first at least. I know he doesn't like me, but if you go in he'll most likely get upset and not say anything."

Olivia just nodded and walked up to the glass. "Go get him."

Cragen walked in to stand beside Casey and Olivia as Elliot walked into the interrogation room with Philip. "What's he doing?"

Casey smirked. "He's going to tell Philip that Olivia is dead, sorry Liv, in hopes that he'll fess up to whatever he knows."

Cragen nodded and turned his attention back to the two men in front of him.

"Hey Philip. Do you remember me? I'm Detective Elliot Stabler." Elliot sat down in the chair across the table from Philip so that they were facing each other, with their sides facing the window.

"Yeah I k…k…know you."

"Okay, well can you tell me what happened today?"

Philip shook his head and looked away from Elliot.

"Please tell me Philip. I need to know."

Again, Philip shook his head, refusing to answer.

Elliot took a deep breath; he had promised himself that he was not going to nut up on this guy, for Olivia's sake. "Philip, how do you know Donald? Is he your brother?"

Something between fear and malice came into Philip's eyes and he shook his head. "No. Donnie's not my brother. He's my step-brother."

Elliot nodded and placed his elbows on the table. "Okay, we'll do you know why your step-brother was stalking Detective Benson?"

Philip shook his head and began tapping on the table.

"Philip, do you that know you can be charged as an accomplice to murder?"

Philip's head jerked up and he spoke in a whisper. "M…m…murder? He killed her?"

Elliot hated saying this, because it was the last thing he wanted to happen, but it was essential. "Yes Philip. Donald murdered Olivia Benson."

Philip began to trembled and rock back and forth. "No no no no no no no. He wasn't supposed t…t…to do that. He said h…h…he wasn't."

"Philip, did your brother make those phone calls to Detective Benson?" Elliot leaned in closer, fully aware of the fact that this man could possible have a psychotic break at any moment.

"Y…y…yeah. And he went into her a…a…apartment. And f…f…follow you g…g…guys." Philip began to rock harder and he started to him. "I…i…I didn't know s…s…she was going to d…d…die. He l…l…lied. I…I…I'm so s…s…sorry!" Tears began to roll down the man's face and a quick knock on the window told Elliot this interrogation was over.

As Elliot entered the other side of the mirror and closed the door he could hear bickering.

"Olivia he had part in this. He knew his brother was trying to hurt you!" Casey stood in front of Olivia with her arms crossed.

"I know Case, but please don't charge him. He didn't do anything. And you can clearly see that he is mentally unstable. Just have Huang evaluate him." Olivia pleaded with the ADA.

"Fine. But you are completely crazy if you think I'm not going to charge jackass over there." Casey pointed towards the room next to them which held Donald Grierson.

"Oh, you'll be charging him alright. So let's go and get this perp." Elliot didn't wait for anyone to respond, he just charged out of the room and into the next one.

When the get there Cragen can see that Elliot is visibly getting angrier and angrier by the second. "Elliot let me talk to this guy."

"What? Cap'n come on now." Elliot turned around.

"Look, you're getting all worked up and I'd really like to get a confession and reason out of this guy before he dies. So I'm doing the interview." Cragen walked past Elliot into the room in which Donald Grierson sat.

Casey, Olivia, and Elliot all stood side-by-side in front of the mirror. Elliot slipped his hand into Olivia and smiled slightly when she gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Mr. Grierson. Can you please explain to me what happened today?" Cragen stood with his back against the wall.

"I hurt that cop lady." Grierson shrugged and folded his arms across his chest.

"What else?"

"Look man, I know what I did and I ain't gonna say I didn't. So just put me in jail now. Alright?"

"Why did you hurt her?" Cragen began to crack his knuckles, a sign that let Elliot, Casey, and Olivia know that he was getting really impatient.

"Cause she had it comin' to her."

"Why?"

Donald shrugged and got up to look out the window. "She just did."

"Why?"

Donald didn't answer he just shrugged his shoulders and stared out the anger.

"I'm going to need you to tell me exactly what you did. Not just today, before too." Cragen was now speaking through gritted teeth, trying to control his own anger.

On the other side of the glass Olivia shivered as the man laughed the same menacing laugh that had been haunting her for days now. Elliot stepped closer to her and wrapped his arm around her back to comfort her.

"I called her, stalked her, broke in to her apartment, stole a few things, then today I snatched her and attacked her."

"Why?"

"Hell if I know. It wasn't my idea to do this."

"What are you talking about Grierson?" Cragen took a few steps toward the man.

"Let me talk to her partner, Stabler. I wanna tell him."

Elliot was at the door to meet Cragen. "Let me go in Cap'n."

Cragen sighed and allowed Elliot to enter the interrogation room as he took Elliot's place beside Olivia.

"You wanted to see me?"

Donald grinned and nodded. "Yup. I know I'm going down big time, so I just wanted to tell you something. Something that will make the investigation a little easier for you guys."

Elliot sat down at the table and Donald took his place back at the window. "718-847-9924."

"Is that supposed to mean anything to me?"

Donald laughed. "Oh it does. You just don't know it yet. I know you're checking my bank and phone records. Go look for that number on the records. That's whose idea this was."

"What was the number?"

"718-847-9924. Go ahead, check it out. I'll chill here."

Without a word Elliot got up and walked into the other room to find Casey, Cragen, and Olivia already on their way back into the bullpen.

"Munch, Fin. You got those LUDs and bank records yet?" Cragen's bark thundered through the entire squad room.

"Yeah right here. Why?" Munch handed Cragen the stack of paper's in his hand.

"Here let me see." Elliot took the papers and flipped through the first few pages to find that the number Donald had recited showed up more than a couple times a day.

"Cap'n we got daily deposits into this man's bank account. $500 a day for the past week." Fin showed Cragen the papers.

"Oh my God." Everyone turned to look at Elliot as he turned as white as a ghost.

Olivia was instantly by his side. "What is it El?"

"This…this number. I know who it is."

"Who is it?" Casey asked as everyone crowded around Elliot.

"It's…oh my God…I can't believe this. It doesn't make any sense."

"Elliot quit jerking us around here, who the hell is it?" Cragen spat out, stepping closer to Elliot.

Elliot looked up at the five people standing around him with shock and anger radiating from his eyes. Red began to creep up his neck and into his face and his hands began to flex into fists. He stared into Olivia's eyes as he spoke, "It's…it's Kathy's mom."

Hehehehehehe. So how awesome am I? Bet you didn't see that one coming:D