(Disclaimer in part one. Sorry for the late update folks .I got hit with the Flu not once but twice. And since I still have a little fever this chapter is kinda short but the next should be better with the discovery of White's body and Olivia's return. Please forgive. Thanks.)

Broken Promises 2

Grand Jury Room 4 10:45 A. M.

"Did you receive anything else from Richard White during the 45 days your partner was missing?"Casey Novak asked hesitantly.
"Yes. 10 days into her disappearance I received a call from DR. Warner our M .E.....

*Flashback* Elliot broke every traffic law in the book getting to the morgue. When he got there Cragen, Munch and Fin had already arrived. They were waiting at the viewing window for him. He walked past them and into the autopsy room. Warner blocked his path. "You don't want to see her." He swallowed hard."Then it's Liv, for sure?" "We won't know until the DNA test comes back." He looked at her puzzled. "But what about finger prints, her face?" Warner shook her head sadly. "She doesn't have a face anymore, or finger prints. Actually she doesn't have any hands below the wrist." Elliot closed his eyes in an effort to make the room stop spinning. "I want to see her." Warner started shaking her head "This shouldn't be your last image of her you see. If it is her I mean." "Please I can't wait a month for DNA. What I've seen in my dreams are far worse than anything under this sheet." She gave in and reached to pull back the sheet. "No. I will." He stared intently at the body before him. Looking for some kind of sign and finding none. Long ago he had memorized her face. Staring at her from across their desks. He knew her hands. How they felt. If he could only... "Can we flip her." Warner looked at him surprised. "Ah, yeah." She called to her assistant and together they started to turn her as Elliot watched. "Stop right there." He said as the back came into view. It was all he needed to see."It's not Olivia!" "How do you .." "Olivia's back is all scratched up from when White dragged her across the pavement. There's not a mark on this girl's back. It's not her." He looked at the expectant faces in the window he shook his head no and smiled . He turned back to Warner. "Thank you. By the way other than the general description why did you think this was Liv?" "The rape kit came back positive for fluids. And a Match to Richard White."

"8 days later we received another body virtually identical. Cause of death in both cases was a gun shot wound to the head. The ballistics report also identified the bullets as coming from Olivia's gun."He looked at Novak daring her to suggest that Liv had anything to do with the deaths of those girls.
"I see." Casey said as she looked through her notes.
"I doubt it." Elliot threw back at her in obvious disgust. Casey tried to ignore his open hostility. Didn't he realize that if she hadn't agreed to do this. They would have gotten someone else. Someone who only cared about winning and not about Olivia. Didn't he see that she was trying to loose without looking too obvious while doing it.
"Now in an earlier statement you mentioned an audio tape."Casey asked
"Yes . My wife came home after about a week in the hospital. And the tape was there waiting for me."Elliot's voiced cracked a little when he mentioned his wife.
"Could you please tell us what was on the tape and where it is now?"Casey asked quietly.
"The tape was of my wife Kathy being beaten and raped by White. My wife destroyed it When she heard his voice" He hoped that was enough of an explanation. It wasn't.
"Could you elaborate?"
"Look I don't remember what was said on the tape. All I heard was my wife's voice screaming for help and the sound of White hitting her. Kathy walked in on me listening to it and when I tried to talk to her about it, she lost it. She took the cassette and destroyed it with a hammer then she tried to kill herself."

*flashback* He was lying. Not about Kathy's suicide attempt, but about what was on the tape. White had recorded the conversation he had with Kathy at the station house, in the car and the hotel room. Elliot now knew that she had gone there willingly to have an affair. And to think she had called Olivia a whore. He had been the one to loose it. Kathy had walked in on him listening to the tape. She pleaded with him to understand but he couldn't. There had been times when he had been tempted, especially with Olivia, to cheat, but he had never done it. "In the 20 years we've been married I have never even kissed another woman and then I hear this! I can hear you moaning, your panting for Christ's sake! You disgust me! If it wasn't for the kids I'd...." That's when she had gone into the kitchen and come back with a hammer. She had raised it above her head and brought it down hard onto the tape player. Then threw it at his feet and brought out the butcher knife she had stuck in her back pocket. She drew the sharp blade across her wrist before Elliot could stop her. She was about to cut her neck when she heard her youngest daughter scream. "Mommy NO!" Elliot took advantage of Kathy distraction and wrestled the knife away and told his daughter to cal 911. He loosed his tie and removed it from around his neck, putting the loop around her wrist and tightening it to stop the flow of blood. "Kathy, I'm sorry." he said softly, but she refused to look at him. Not so much angry at him but at herself. How had their lives gotten so far out of control.

"She was taken to Bellview. She came home about 3 weeks later." Elliot spoke quietly.
"That was about the same time Richard White's body was discovered, is that correct?"
"Yes, about 37 days after Olivia disappeared got another call from our ME..."