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Elliot POV
"Elliot do you know what time it is?" Kathy started.
"5:30 in the morning Kath but..."
"But?!?! But what! You were with her again. I know it."
"Kathy of course not. A five year old had been kidnapped."
"Yeah right first the five year old, then Olivia. When do we come in? Wait don't answer. I already know. Pack your bags I'm filing for a divorce!" I hurried upstairs to grab what I needed and found Kathleen there and a suitcase already packed.
"Do you hate me to?" I asked. I had to know.
"Of course not, but there is so much you don't know. Just please know this fight for our custody." She said as she handed the bag to me. We exchanged good-byes. I thought I detected sadness and fear. Plus I was puzzled over what she had said. A terrible thought crossed my mind. Nahh, I told myself. She'd come to you if she needed help. I must be spending too much time at the office. That I realized, was the understatement of the century. Kathleen's POV
After I handed dad his bag I went into Lizzy's room to wake her up for school only to find her awake and in tears. I asked her what was wrong.
"Can't say," She mumbled as she wiped tears from her eyes. It was then I saw the bruise on her wrist.
"Lizzy" I said firmly but with a tender softness as well, "did Victor hurt you?" She just nodded her head and burrowed into the sheets.
I patted her head through cotton and whispered "he hurt me to but no more. I promise." I woke Dickie up and got him ready for school. I told mom Dickie was sick and we headed out the door. I ditched Dickie at his school as I solidified my plan. I took the subway to my destination. Then I walked the two blocks to the 1-6. I peaked through the glass door. S! My dad was still there. What was I thinking? This wasn't going to work. Then I say Dad and Fin starting my way. I dashed behind a plant and watched them leave doubt filling my mind.
As soon as I was sure they were gone. I composed myself and walked into the SVU squad room. Emotions overwhelmed me, memories of times I had been here and not been a victim. This place could never be the same to me again. I didn't show what I was thinking, I couldn't that would ruin the plan. I hurried to my dad's desk and began rummaging around in it. "Kathleen what are you doing?" Detective Benson asked me. She was firm but not condescending. There was also a hint of wonder and curiosity in her voice. I couldn't look her in the face.
"I thought my dad might have grabbed my math binder by mistake." My voice shook, as did my hands as I kept searching. She sat.
"Kathleen would you tell me the truth. What are you Really looking for?"
Elliot POV
"Elliot do you know what time it is?" Kathy started.
"5:30 in the morning Kath but..."
"But?!?! But what! You were with her again. I know it."
"Kathy of course not. A five year old had been kidnapped."
"Yeah right first the five year old, then Olivia. When do we come in? Wait don't answer. I already know. Pack your bags I'm filing for a divorce!" I hurried upstairs to grab what I needed and found Kathleen there and a suitcase already packed.
"Do you hate me to?" I asked. I had to know.
"Of course not, but there is so much you don't know. Just please know this fight for our custody." She said as she handed the bag to me. We exchanged good-byes. I thought I detected sadness and fear. Plus I was puzzled over what she had said. A terrible thought crossed my mind. Nahh, I told myself. She'd come to you if she needed help. I must be spending too much time at the office. That I realized, was the understatement of the century. Kathleen's POV
After I handed dad his bag I went into Lizzy's room to wake her up for school only to find her awake and in tears. I asked her what was wrong.
"Can't say," She mumbled as she wiped tears from her eyes. It was then I saw the bruise on her wrist.
"Lizzy" I said firmly but with a tender softness as well, "did Victor hurt you?" She just nodded her head and burrowed into the sheets.
I patted her head through cotton and whispered "he hurt me to but no more. I promise." I woke Dickie up and got him ready for school. I told mom Dickie was sick and we headed out the door. I ditched Dickie at his school as I solidified my plan. I took the subway to my destination. Then I walked the two blocks to the 1-6. I peaked through the glass door. S! My dad was still there. What was I thinking? This wasn't going to work. Then I say Dad and Fin starting my way. I dashed behind a plant and watched them leave doubt filling my mind.
As soon as I was sure they were gone. I composed myself and walked into the SVU squad room. Emotions overwhelmed me, memories of times I had been here and not been a victim. This place could never be the same to me again. I didn't show what I was thinking, I couldn't that would ruin the plan. I hurried to my dad's desk and began rummaging around in it. "Kathleen what are you doing?" Detective Benson asked me. She was firm but not condescending. There was also a hint of wonder and curiosity in her voice. I couldn't look her in the face.
"I thought my dad might have grabbed my math binder by mistake." My voice shook, as did my hands as I kept searching. She sat.
"Kathleen would you tell me the truth. What are you Really looking for?"