CHAPTER 54
"I haven't talked to my daughter in 32 years Detective, I'd like to get to know her." He licked his lips.
Olivia arched her head up looking at him. "Why did you become a professor." She started her questions again.
"Oh that's such a fun one to answer, let's save it for later." He taped his fingers on the table. "I am sure your gonna enjoy it." He stared at her relentlessly.
Olivia turned the flipped the pages of the file stopping. "How did you find my brother?" She placed the file on the table again waiting for an answer.
"That's such a trite question sweetheart." Victor spoke with a small smile. "Can't you do better?" Elliot stood to his feet, he'd had enough of this ballerina's fancy moves.
"Stand up." Elliot's authority spewed from his mouth.
"What?" Victor was caught off guard by the question.
"Stand up freak!" Elliot yelled picking him up by the shirt and slamming him into the wall. Elliot would not take kindly to someone disrespecting his wife. Elliot placed his forearm against the man's throat in order not to leave bruising. He calmed his voice and offered advice to his prisoner.
"I suggest you keep your part of the deal. She's asked you two questions, you've answered none. Do it again and I 'll have to find you in default." Elliot pressed harder "And I will collect." Elliot released him and gently slapped Victor's cheek. "You got me?"
Victor returned to his seat rubbing his throat. "I knew your mom was pregnant. When she gave him up for adoption I followed him, kept my eye on both of you."
"Why?" Olivia asked.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Detective. It's my turn now." He leaned onto the table top and clasped his hands together rubbing his thumbs. "Tell me, your mother? Did she think of me often?"
"Most women relive their rapes." Elliot spoke. "Or are you two stupid to know that?"
"Stupid Mr. Stabler?" Victor smiled his best demonic smile. "No, not stupid. Evil? Now there's a plausibility wouldn't you agree? Ms. Benson?"
Olivia furrowed her brows. Ms. Benson? Did he not know she was married? "Seems to me it's my turn for the questioning." She continued where she left off. "Why, did you keep tabs on Oliver and me?"
"Isn't that would good father's do?" He asked with mock confusion.
"Yeah, but your not a good father, " Olivia knew she had the propensity to be just as harsh as he could be provided the right atmosphere. She felt this was adequate. "So, I am gonna restate my question one last time...Why?"
Victor slammed his fist against the table, "BECAUSE YOU WERE MINE!" He growled sharply. "MY KIDS THAT THAT WINCH TOOK!"
Olivia smiled undaunted. "Isn't that sweet Stabler? Daddy here is protective." She smiled.
"Tell me something?" Olivia stood folding her arms and pressing her lips. "How is raping your own son and trying to kill your daughter...protective?"
"It wasn't" He snarled. "That was just the enjoyment of being able too."
Olivia had made her way behind him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and was taken back by his build. For a slender man he had broad shoulders. She ran her fingertips down touching his ribs. "Is this enjoyable?" She asked in a mockery of seduction.
"Oh you don't know the half of it." He closed his eyes. Elliot wasn't exactly sure what was happening, but had to trust his partner.
"Yeah? You like that? Well, what about this?" Her tone was suddenly cruel. As she jabbed her middle and forefinger into the stab wound she'd given him.
Victor yelled out in agony. "What the hell?" he shouted.
"Oh, I am sorry." Olivia spoke innocently. Elliot was shocked at the ease in which she shifted between her mock evilness and her true personality. Elliot had never seen her interrogate anyone like this, but then this wasn't just anyone. She was going for an Emmy.
"I forgot you had an owie." She smiled "I suppose that was just the enjoyment of being able to." She mocked him.
"You were young when you attacked my mother. Why did you pick her?" She asked returning to her normal tone.
Victor was holding his side and clenching his jaw. "I was using the shortcut by the University, when I saw you mother walking out of the library." He paused repositioning his body on the chair trying to stop the aching in his side. "I recognized her as the women next door to me. She was hot." He smiled. "Just like her daughter."
Elliot leaned into Victor's space. "Do you need another two fingered adjustment? Because if you disrespect her one more time, I am gonna have to give you a tune up."
"Your a cocky SOB aren't you Mr. Stabler? Perhaps that's why Olivia is so attracted to you?" He tilted his head just as Cracker or Jack would have.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Olivia asked. How did he know?
"Don't play coy Ms. Benson, I've seen you two on the streets, in the restaurants. The way you look at one another, the sickening love that exudes from your filthy hearts. Makes me vomit in my mouth." He observed her reaction, calculating his next move.
"So you've followed me?" She asked pressing for more information.
"Ah a a, your jumping turns again." He shook his fingers slowly at her.
"How was your first kiss Ms. Benson?" He burned a whole through her staring at her.
"With who?" She asked biding time.
"Oh come off it, you and I both no you were never involved with anyone other than Bacon Boy here." He laughed. "Your heart is as shallow as a kiddie pool."
Victor had pushed Elliot's button...again. Elliot stood reaching for Victor, but his ankle got caught on the table. He stumbled.
Suddenly realizing opportunity had knocked Victor stood taking Elliot by the neck and slammed his face into the one way mirror.
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"Fin get in there!" Cragen called from the other side of the glass. Fin was already moving to the interrogation room.
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Olivia moved quickly but not quick enough to stop the second or third slam of Elliot's face against the glass. She thrust her fist into Victor's wound. He stumbled back turning to face her as Fin burst through the door weapon drawn.
"Make a move and I'll have the enjoyment of being able to." Fin used Victor's own sadistic words as he taunted his gun in front of him.
Munch approached Lias with caution placing the handcuffs. On his wrists, allowing Olivia to go to Elliot who had collapsed conscienceless under a face full of blood.
"Elliot? Elliot?" She spoke loudly. "Detective Stabler wake up!" She yelled shaking his head. Elliot's head remained still in her lap. With tears escaping her eyes she called for her husband again. "Elliot please, you can't leave me...wake up."
