Author: Muppet

Rating: pg-13 (just this chapter)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except David and Robert. Oooo and the SWAT team!

Chapter title: Cousin Dave

A/N: This one didn't really take to long. That inspires me to right more often! The next chapter will be up soon. Oh yeah, you know I wouldn't kill Munch, right?

Elliot felt his headache deepen, he felt like he could collapse on the floor and die. He felt so stupid for not recognizing his picture from the file.

"Have you ever been gang raped?" Said the man on the tape.

Now Cragen was calling all police cars to look out for a package delivery truck or a man in a brown delivery uniform. It was hopeless. The man had to be smarter than to leave the building in that uniform or even drive a delivery truck there, but they had to try everything.

Cragen put the phone back on the receiver and walked back to the television.

"Good ol' Olivia Benson." He said with a grin. The room was quiet and still but for Elliot it was spinning. He watched Olivia close her eyes and squirm in her chair, testing the tape around her wrists and feet. As the man explained his story to Olivia, Elliot remembered his case from the file. Robert Kline. He hadn't considered him though; he was only in prison for a parole violation, six years max. At least now they knew who he was, and he would be easier to find.

The entire squad room sat silently as the man hit Olivia and kicked her, causing her too fall backwards and spit blood onto the floor.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked barley lucid.

""Well, I haven't decided. I'm thinking we could have a little…fun first. One thing I do know is your not going anywhere until you confess. This tape is going to the media and to your little precinct for all of your little buddies to watch." He said.

Cragen felt like he was the most pissed off he'd ever been. One of his best detectives was at the mercy of an inhuman bastard and the tape that showed him beating the crap out of her was apparently going to the press.

"What is the deal with you and that Elliot guy? You seem to be a little close. But when I checked him out guess what I found out… he's married! But don't worry I'm not trying to get you into trouble with your superiors. I know you aren't sleeping together because he didn't seem all that concerned that you may have HIV."

Elliot's stomach dropped. 'He'd been there. That bastard was watching us and we didn't see him' A couple of the other detectives were glancing back and fourth between Elliot and the television. Everyone had seen him explode at least once before. And if there had ever been a good reason for him to, this was surely it.

'Not concerned?' Elliot thought back to what Robert had said before. 'Of course I was concerned about her.'

"So Olivia, I'm sure everyone's dying to know. Do you have HIV? I mean, I'll find out"

The room was so quiet you could here a pin drop.

"y-yes" She said stuttering. The room just got really cold. The entire squad room knew what she was trying to do: guarantee that no "fun" would be had.

They watched the rest of the tape and sat and waited for Cragen to speak.

"Elliot do you recognize him from his file?" asked the Captain somberly.

"Yeah, that's Kline…Robert Kline." He said feeling ready to explode. Elliot picked up his file and read his place of residence. "Says here he lives with his cousin David Kline… The nametag on his shirt said David that's probably where he got his uniform from.

"Alright Fin, Munch, Elliot I want you over at the cousins' and I want you to take back-up with you."

They nodded and grabbed their coats and practically ran out of the door, and sped to the cousins' apartment.

They arrived at the cousins' apartment. It was a relatively quiet and broken down neighborhood. Fin looked at his watch ad saw that it was a quarter passed five.

They walked up to the door, removing their weapons, followed by a small team in swat uniforms. The turned the knob only to find that it was broken. Elliot kicked the door open, surprising everyone around him. It was dark in side a few of the windows towards the back were boarded up.

"13A" Elliot said quietly heading for the stairs. They squeaked loudly beneath his feet. And as the others followed up the stairs they made a small stair squeaking symphony.

Elliot quietly stepped off the last stair and crept down the hallway checking the numbers on all the doors until he saw a broken number with a stained outline of a one next to a browned and mildew covered brass 3A. He heard sounds coming from the inside. It sounded like a television.

"Kind of late to be watching TV, don't you think?" said fin.

"You mean early?" Munch corrected looking over his glasses.

A woman began to scream from inside. It was obviously the television.

"It sounds like someone is in trouble." Elliot said bashing down the door and stepping aside letting SWAT team file in first. Munch, Fin and Elliot filed in afterwards. They saw that the television was on. It was some killer bee movie. But nobody was inside.

Munch parted from the group and walked though a narrow hallway and heard noises coming from the bathroom.

"Mr. Kline?" He yelled through the door, catching the other detective's attention. No noise.

"David Kline this is the police. We don't want to arrest you we just want to talk to you."

The door opened and a short, skinny, pale man with stubbly four o'clock shadow stood in the doorway with no shirt only his boxers on.

"What you wanna' talk to me about?" he asked scratching his head nervously.

"Your cousin." Elliot answered.

"Oh Rob? I haven't seen him since yesterday mornin', when I left for work." He lied. Elliot grabbed the man by his forearms and slammed up against the wall.

"you're a liar." He said. The little man shrieked.

"Elliot." Fin said trying to get him to let up.

"You lent him your uniform and you helped him kidnap a police officer." Elliot pushed him harder into the wall.

"Elliot!" Fin said louder.

"I aint help him kidnap no lady!" David said.

"He never said she was a lady." Munch said looking over his glasses again.

"Alright, alright. Just let me go and I'll tell to everything you wanna' know." said the pale man with a fake ghetto accent. Fin put his hand on Elliot's shoulder. Elliot reluctantly released the man.

"Rob told me that he was going to make some bitch pay for putting him away. He said he wanted to borrow my uniform for something and I let him. He said I should wait up because he was gonna call me back tonight but he hasn't called yet."

"Where is he" Fin asked.

"He didn't say. He just said that he was gonna to call, he didn't say anything about where he was gonna be or nothing like that." David Said. "And that's the damn truth, man."

"Well then we'll just stay with you until he calls if that's fine by you." Elliot said sarcastically.

"Well actually I would-" David caught sight of Elliot's glare before he could finish. "Yeah that's fine, man. That's cool, whatever. Si masa tu masa." Fin shook his head at his stupidity and they all filed out of the bathroom.

"I'm gonna keep an eye on him." Munch said as Elliot went to go relieve the SWAT team of there duties.

Munch followed David towards the back of the apartment.

"I would like to get dressed if that's like…okay." He said looking up at Munch.

"I'll be right outside."

"Man ya'll actin' all like um under house arrest or somthin' I can't even like …" He said under his breath as he walked into the next room, and shut the door behind him. After a few minutes Munch started to here rattling from inside the room.

Munch slowly entered the room and caught David sneaking out of the window with a gun in his hand.

"Don't move!" Munch hollered. David lifted his weapon and fired a shot at Munch and he fell against the wall. Fin was right there behind him and as David prepared to fire another shot Fin shot him in the chest and he fell out of the window and onto a the sidewalk below, dead on impact.

Before anyone had time to process any of this the phone rang.

TBC…