HAVEN, chapter two
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"Murder?" Cole choked. "Yes, Cole, so if you would just-" Elliot didn't get to finish his sentence before Cole sprinted off.
"Cole!" Olivia shouted. Elliot took off after him with Olivia trailing not far behind. Elliot was just catching up to him when Cole took a sudden turn and sprinted into the busy road across the street. "Cole!" Elliot screamed. A car screeched to a stop and Elliot grabbed Cole. "She can't be dead!" Cole screamed. He fell against Elliot. "Who killed her?! Who killed my sister?" He screamed.
SPECIAL VICTIMS UNIT SQUARDROOM 12:30 PM
When Elliot and Olivia walked in, Cole had his head lying on the table. He looked up as the door shut. "Who killed my sister?" He demanded. The tears streaming down his face made him look much younger than his fifteen years.
"Well, Cole, a lot of people think you did. Your dad told officials that neither you or Ashley were in bed when he checked in on you," Olivia told him. "That's because we weren't," Cole snapped. "Where were you?" Elliot asked.
"I didn't kill Ashley," Cole said again. "Then where were you last night?" Elliot asked, staring him straight in the face. "I can't tell you. He'll kill me if he founds out." Cole exclaimed.
"If you don't tell us, there's going to be a jury of 12 people who will find it very hard to believe that you took a toddler out for a stroll and she ended up dead, supposedly not by you," Olivia told him.
Cole pulled up his arm. Covering most of his forearm was a large, nasty- looking bruise. "You see this? I have more," Cole started, pulling up his shirt and showing the detectives his bruised stomach, "and so will Ashley. So will every kid in my house. I took Ashley away to get her to tell someone. I walked to the police station and set her on the bottom stairs. I told her.I told her to go directly into the station and tell someone that daddy hurts her. I watched her go up some of the stairs but got scared that officers would come out, so I ran off," Cole was sobbing now.
Olivia and Elliot looked at each other. "Cole? Who gave you those bruises?" Elliot asked. Cole just shook his head. "Cole!" He snapped. Cole looked up at them and stared straight into their eyes. "My father. Daddy dearest. All of us." Cole broke down.
Elliot and Olivia stepped out of the room and were met by Cragen, Cassidy and Munch. "Do you believe him?" Munch asked. "Yeah. I do," Elliot answered simply. "I want you to check out that house. If necessary, call in DEFACS or CPS. There's at least two other kids still in there, and I want them out if that house looks unsanitary or there is apparent bruising," Cragen ordered.
67 PARK AVENUE, APARTMENT B 5:15 PM
Elliot knocked on the door. He heard a few thumps, screams, and a few "I'LL GET IT's!" thrown in. It sounded like his own house when all four got running.
A tall girl answered the door. She had a boy in her arms. He looked around five or six, with piercing blue eyes and curly brown hair. "Hi," he chirped. "Hey, little man. What's your name?" Elliot asked. "Mackenzie," the little boy answered. From the hole in his tattered t- shirt, Olivia could make out a faint bruise. "Well, Mackenzie, who's this?" Olivia asked. The girl diverted her eyes. "I'm, uh, Kristyn," she answered hesitantly.
For the first time, Elliot noticed something. This girl, who couldn't have been more than 14 or 15, was pregnant. VERY pregnant. Although she was a bit on the heavy side in the first place, you could easily tell.
"Kristyn, is your father here?" Elliot asked. Kristyn nodded but said, "he's-" Suddenly, the door banged shut. "Daddy!" They heard Mackenzie scream. "You keep that damn door shut, girl!" A man was now screaming. He screamed a string of obscenities and the detectives heard a loud bump and something break. "Stop!" Mackenzie and another voice were screaming. A baby was shrieking. Elliot started banging on the door. "Sir! Answer the door!" They were required to do that before they burst in. "Fuck off!" The man screamed from inside.
Olivia swung the door open. Mackenzie was in a corner, nursing his right arm. Another boy, a little older, but younger than Kristyn, was in the man's arm by his shirt. Kristyn was on the ground, crying, her cheek red.
Elliot grabbed the man's arm. In surprise, he dropped the flailing boy, who slid over to Kristyn and grabbed onto her. "Sir, you're under arrest for child abuse," Elliot sneered and cuffed him. "Call CPS," he directed Olivia.
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"Murder?" Cole choked. "Yes, Cole, so if you would just-" Elliot didn't get to finish his sentence before Cole sprinted off.
"Cole!" Olivia shouted. Elliot took off after him with Olivia trailing not far behind. Elliot was just catching up to him when Cole took a sudden turn and sprinted into the busy road across the street. "Cole!" Elliot screamed. A car screeched to a stop and Elliot grabbed Cole. "She can't be dead!" Cole screamed. He fell against Elliot. "Who killed her?! Who killed my sister?" He screamed.
SPECIAL VICTIMS UNIT SQUARDROOM 12:30 PM
When Elliot and Olivia walked in, Cole had his head lying on the table. He looked up as the door shut. "Who killed my sister?" He demanded. The tears streaming down his face made him look much younger than his fifteen years.
"Well, Cole, a lot of people think you did. Your dad told officials that neither you or Ashley were in bed when he checked in on you," Olivia told him. "That's because we weren't," Cole snapped. "Where were you?" Elliot asked.
"I didn't kill Ashley," Cole said again. "Then where were you last night?" Elliot asked, staring him straight in the face. "I can't tell you. He'll kill me if he founds out." Cole exclaimed.
"If you don't tell us, there's going to be a jury of 12 people who will find it very hard to believe that you took a toddler out for a stroll and she ended up dead, supposedly not by you," Olivia told him.
Cole pulled up his arm. Covering most of his forearm was a large, nasty- looking bruise. "You see this? I have more," Cole started, pulling up his shirt and showing the detectives his bruised stomach, "and so will Ashley. So will every kid in my house. I took Ashley away to get her to tell someone. I walked to the police station and set her on the bottom stairs. I told her.I told her to go directly into the station and tell someone that daddy hurts her. I watched her go up some of the stairs but got scared that officers would come out, so I ran off," Cole was sobbing now.
Olivia and Elliot looked at each other. "Cole? Who gave you those bruises?" Elliot asked. Cole just shook his head. "Cole!" He snapped. Cole looked up at them and stared straight into their eyes. "My father. Daddy dearest. All of us." Cole broke down.
Elliot and Olivia stepped out of the room and were met by Cragen, Cassidy and Munch. "Do you believe him?" Munch asked. "Yeah. I do," Elliot answered simply. "I want you to check out that house. If necessary, call in DEFACS or CPS. There's at least two other kids still in there, and I want them out if that house looks unsanitary or there is apparent bruising," Cragen ordered.
67 PARK AVENUE, APARTMENT B 5:15 PM
Elliot knocked on the door. He heard a few thumps, screams, and a few "I'LL GET IT's!" thrown in. It sounded like his own house when all four got running.
A tall girl answered the door. She had a boy in her arms. He looked around five or six, with piercing blue eyes and curly brown hair. "Hi," he chirped. "Hey, little man. What's your name?" Elliot asked. "Mackenzie," the little boy answered. From the hole in his tattered t- shirt, Olivia could make out a faint bruise. "Well, Mackenzie, who's this?" Olivia asked. The girl diverted her eyes. "I'm, uh, Kristyn," she answered hesitantly.
For the first time, Elliot noticed something. This girl, who couldn't have been more than 14 or 15, was pregnant. VERY pregnant. Although she was a bit on the heavy side in the first place, you could easily tell.
"Kristyn, is your father here?" Elliot asked. Kristyn nodded but said, "he's-" Suddenly, the door banged shut. "Daddy!" They heard Mackenzie scream. "You keep that damn door shut, girl!" A man was now screaming. He screamed a string of obscenities and the detectives heard a loud bump and something break. "Stop!" Mackenzie and another voice were screaming. A baby was shrieking. Elliot started banging on the door. "Sir! Answer the door!" They were required to do that before they burst in. "Fuck off!" The man screamed from inside.
Olivia swung the door open. Mackenzie was in a corner, nursing his right arm. Another boy, a little older, but younger than Kristyn, was in the man's arm by his shirt. Kristyn was on the ground, crying, her cheek red.
Elliot grabbed the man's arm. In surprise, he dropped the flailing boy, who slid over to Kristyn and grabbed onto her. "Sir, you're under arrest for child abuse," Elliot sneered and cuffed him. "Call CPS," he directed Olivia.
