A/N: A shout out to SVUSHIPPER4EVER. Poor Sister Peg didn't get a rewrite but the EO will. ;) Thanks!


Chapter 2

Everyone was being interviewed by Tucker's detectives. There were a lot of people to talk to and Olivia and the Captain were quickly separated so they couldn't confer and get their stories straight. Cragen was being grilled while Olivia sat in his office waiting. Tucker had instructed his investigators to leave her for him. They had a rapport and he told them that hopefully that meant he'd get to the truth faster.

While all of that was going on, Tucker started asking his questions to Elliot. The detective recounted everything he could remember. Surprisingly, the IAB Sergeant didn't fight him much but he did make sure to give Elliot a proper grilling. Finally, Tucker was done, and he turned off the recording device. He had a look on his face that made Elliot wondered where his brain was at. Heaving a sigh, he looked at the Sergeant and asked,

"What are you thinking?"

"That shit is hitting the fan and your partner is in the middle of it," Tucker admitted.

"You have to know that she would not have done it if there had been any other way," Elliot said.

"Benson is the best victims' advocates in this entire precinct. Hell, probably the NYPD. I know that she wouldn't do this if there was any other way but that isn't going to matter to the top brass. A teenage girl managed to get a gun into the precinct and kill three people – one of them a federal agent, even if he was disgraced. Only Olivia was together enough to draw and fire her weapon. There will be questions as to why that is. There will also be questions as to why she hit poor Jenna in a lethal area. No attempt to take her out at the knees or the shoulder – almost dead center mass," Tucker pointed out.

"So instead of trying to end the situation, you think she should have tried to knock her down? I mean any other perp and no one would be questioning what Liv did," Elliot gave him a look, his blood was starting to boil.

"Yes but this situation is different. The NYPD failed to protect her mother. The NYPD failed to notice that Jenna walked into a precinct with a loaded gun. Then the NYPD put her down like an animal. No matter what way you slice it, someone is going to have to pay. The public will be up in arms and the brass will be more than happy to silence this as quickly as possible," the Sergeant said.

"Sweep it under the rug and hope it goes away," Elliot couldn't believe what he was hearing. Tucker nodded before saying,

"Underneath all of that though is a bigger problem. Why didn't Olivia notice that something was up? You said that she spoke to Jenna just before things went to hell in a handbasket. She might not have known that Jenna had a gun, but her behavior had to be off. Teenagers may be rash, but some thought had to go into this. Jenna had to be nervous. She was walking into a precinct, full of cops, who have guns, with a singular focus. Kill the man responsible for her mother's death, consequences be damned. Jenna was suicidal. You said yourself, Olivia and a host of others, yourself included, demanded she drop the gun. She didn't listen."

"She held onto the gun and Liv had to shoot her before she shot someone else," Elliot said.

"Did she? Her original target was dead as were some others. Jenna didn't continue to spray bullets. She was standing there, you said so," Tucker pointed out.

"What are you getting at Ed?" The detective was beginning to see how bad this could be.

"I'll do all I can for Liv but you need to be prepared for what could be coming next," the IAB Sergeant heaved a sigh.

"You think they're going to end her career," Elliot swallowed.

"She may not be the only one. When it comes down to it, your Captain runs the precinct. He's in charge of the bozos that didn't pat Jenna down before she walked into the squad room," Tucker frowned.

To Be Continued…