Bridget was still at the hospital and John and Elliot were waiting at the offices going over some paper work. Olivia was quite offended and ruffled at 'that girl wanting Ihim/I over me', and Fin was puking his guts out at home. Cragen was somewhere... being Cragen.
"So..." John said, stretching out his long legs to rest on the top of the desk, "what's with this 'Elliot' thing?"
"Oh, that..." Elliot snapped out of his reverie, he wondered when she would come in and who this guy was. He had called Maureen at school and told her to go ahead and come home. Asked her if she knew a Darren Dain. Said she'd never heard of him, why? He told her just to get home and stay there, if her mother asked, tell her he told her to. "She's a friend of Maureen's and I hate it when the kids' friends call me "Mr. Stabler" or "Detective Stabler", makes me feel old. And I look around for my father."
"Elliot. You are old. You're in your late thirties with a wife and four children. You're not some young buck. No matter how much you may think it, or could pass for it".
"Thanks, I think." he laughed. "At least I can pass for my late 20's", he smirked. Munch glared.
"Mr. Munch? Elliot? Could I talk to you two? They finally let me out. I'm not pregnant, thank god. They gave me that EC stuff. I hate pills."
"Sure hon, and call me John." His Baltimore roots showing through with the term of endearment that rolled effortlessly off his tongue. Munch shot Stabler a 'look'. Elliot took Bridg by the arm and led her into the examination room.
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I know you like this... You little slut. I just bet you wish it was some old man fucking your sweet ass, hmm? I know what you like, and I'm going to do all that I can. I'm sorry I can't be your father!
"And he just kept saying that... and things like it, over and over. I liked being tied up, I am a submissive, it's just who I am. And I do prefer older men as my sexual partners - no, I'm going to give any names - so the things he was saying were true, but damnit! I told him no, I told him I didn't want him. Yet he did it anyway. If I wasn't 'kinky' then he wouldn't have wanted to "play" with me. I'm just for everyone's use. Hey, at least I have a purpose." She turned away from the men with a look of self-disgust.
Cragen and Olivia were watching behind the two way mirror. They didn't like what they saw. "That girl is seriously mentally disturbed. There's something that happened that she's not telling them. I just know it."
Olivia nodded. "I know Captain; there is a missing piece of the puzzle. We just have to find it. We already arrested the perp, he pleaded no contest. It was almost like he did it, and didn't really think about it. His sperm matched the rape kit. So we've got him. But I don't think it's the last we'll see of this girl."
"Me either, Liv. Me either." Cragen shook his head.
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Daddy, how could you?! My best friend? After all she's been through?! How do I know you didn't rape her too? A lot of people have done that Daddy! I thought that you could do no wrong. Now I realize that you're human... Daddy!
Elliot woke up with a start. God. That was intense. But... what was this? An erection? From that? He laid back and let the remnants of the dream wash over him.
I want to help you. I want to save you. I want you to be my redemption. I want to take you to a wonderful place. I want you to realize that you can be safe. I want to take you. I want to make you mine.
Elliot grew more uncomfortable as the rest of the dream was revealed. Bridget had come to him. Told him everything. In detail. About her father molesting her, about how he molested her, that being the cause of what she enjoyed sexually now. "A Dominant older man" she had said. "That's what I had first and that's what I like. You are like my father, but you are gentle. I know you wouldn't take unless I wanted to give, and I want to give everything to you Elliot"
And I wanted to take it... he thought. What have I become?
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Elliot had gotten off work early. "To rest your mind" Craven had said. No, I just don't think he wanted to deal with all the things that they suspect me of, he thought silently.
Bridget had become attached to him. And he to her, somewhat. He liked her as a person. Found her funny and amusing, interesting, and full of life. She had been through so much and she had come out the stronger one for it. She took all of life's challenges head on. They had forged a friendship. Sure, most of the people on the squad (save John) looked at him strangely, but their personal opinions of him had never mattered anyway.
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"Elliot. How are you?" Bridget's voice came wafting over the telephone line.
"I'm fine, Bridg. How are you doing? You know that Darren's trial is in 3 days and we need you to come in to get prepped for it."
She laughed. "What prepping? He wanted me, and he took me. In every way he could. He used my preferences against me. It's that simple." She sighed. "Fine. I'll be in after school tomorrow, and I should be over to the house tomorrow night."
"My house? Why?" Elliot asked, suddenly growing quite nervous and noticing that the temperature in the room had risen several degrees.
"To tutor Maureen, remember?" she said slowly, enunciating every word. "We've got to Chem test coming up, and she's not doing so well in the class so she asked if I could come over and stay the night and help. I don't think she knows about us getting along like we do, though."
And neither does my wife he thought.
"You going to be around, I was thinking we could have another one of our talks. I really need to get some things off my chest."
"Yeah, sure. Whatever you need hun. Just be here tomorrow, we don't have much time to get this jerk off". He hung up the phone. What a mess this could become. Little did he know just how much of one.
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TBC