Sorry that this chapter took so long to be posted...last month of school and tons of finals, essays, homework and projects. Thank you to all of those who have reviewed and liked my story, and also thank you to those who have given me great constructive criticism. I guess I better clear some things up. Last chapter: Elizabeth asked her father if she had sex with Olivia, yes, I know this would sound very unlikely, I guess I would be the only teenager who would ask there father that kind of question when they are totally ticked. glees at evilness Sorry for the evil cliff hanger, hopefully, crosses fingers this chapter will make up for it.
Disclaimer: not mine...::: cries uncontrollably for hours:::
All the world is a stage/
And everyone has there own part/
But how was I to know which way the story go/
How was I to know that you'd break my heart/
I've always been in love with you/
I guess you've always known its true/
You took my love for granted why oh why/ T
his show is over say goodbye/
Madonna: Take a Bow
Olivia Bensons POV
It was a fairly cold night that night, and I was waiting for Elliot to come over. I was in the kitchen fixing dinner when I heard a faint knock on my door, I put the knife that I was cutting vegetables down, and hurried to the door. I fixed my hair and straightened my clothes before I opened the door. I didn't bother to look through the peep hole. I was so sure that it was Elliot, who else could it of been?
I saw Elizabeth in my hall way in torn clothes, muddy hair, and a bruised face. She had a deep gash wound over her right eyebrow that looked like she was hit with a brick or a stone. I immediately thought rape. How else could she look like the way she did?
"Olivia." She said softly, tears welding up in her eyes.
"Liz," I said helping her into my apartment and putting her down on the couch.
I sat down next to her.
"Olivia I was...I was..." She began crying then, and I just knew what had happened. "I was raped." She finished, large tears falling down her swollen cheeks.
I got up quickly and dialed Elliot's number.
"Elliot." I hissed, "Where are you?"
"I'm not that late, calm down!" He said over the phone as he laughed.
"Elliot." I said very calm.
There was silence on the other end, he knew something was wrong.
"What is it Liv what is it?" Panic arose in his voice.
"Elizabeth is her, she's been raped."
"OH god. Not my Liz...." His voice went silent.
"Ill be there in less then ten minutes." He told me hanging up.
Liz walked over to me.
"I want to wait for my dad." She told me shaken.
"We will wait then." I told her. "Do you want anything, water perhaps?"
"Yes, please that would be nice." Her voice was calmer now, quite, there was something else in it, something I have never heard before. I couldn't put my finger on it.
She walked into my kitchen and leaned on the counter top. I poured her some water, which she thanked me for, and then asked me for some clothes. I told her that I had some sweats that she could probably fit her.
"I'll be right back okay? I will go get them for you." She nodded sipped on her water.
When I returned with some fresh clothes, her back was towards me.
"Here Liz," I said putting my hand on her shoulder.
She turned violently with the knife that I was cutting vegetables in her hand. She took me by surprise as she pushed me making me hit the edge of my counter top. My vision was black for a moment, but I regained consciousness and felt a sharp pain in my upper shoulder. I screamed as I saw the knife come out of me, and my blood drip off the knife and onto my face. I grabbed her arms and the knife fell to the floor. She kneed me in the face. Crack I gasped. Excruciating pain running through my whole face, I tried to get up, but she kicked me so I would stay on the ground. She kicked me again in the head crack each time I slipping in and out of conscious. I heard a scream, it was my scream, I was screaming for help, I was screaming stop it, I was trying to block her blows, but nothing seemed to help. Then I heard my door being bust down, and someone enter. The lights went fuzzy, I no longer felt the pain, and finally I slipped into oblivion of darkness.
What was going through Elliot's mind when he saw me on the floor and his daughter beating me up, I couldn't say. He seemed to take it easy at first, but then, as the week past and I was back at home with him, I saw how he was.
He wasn't okay.
I now see a terrible father who should have been there for his kids, and his wife, more often. I no longer see a strong man, and a good cop. Or even a great father.
"Elliot," Olivia said softly.
"What?" I grunted impatiently
She put her arms around me and looked into the mirror. Her bruises were almost gone, they were in that yellow brownish faze, and her scars no longer visible.
"You can't blame yourself for what happened." She told me softly and then kissed my cheek. I would look at her through the mirror and would be in disbelief. How could she forgive and forget? Just how could she do it? She made it seem so easy, but deep down inside, I knew she was torn. Ripped in pieces and scrambling to put herself back together again.
Or maybe that was me...
One half of me was parting with my family. It was my fault for what happened because I was pretty much an absent father, but the other part was with Olivia. It was all my fault for what Liz did, but then I was told that I couldn't blame myself.
I felt a silent tear trickle down my cheek and I would see a coward. A weak man. Men don't cry
The next thing I know I was in Olivia's arms crying. What did I do wrong?
She was holding me in a tight embrace and she kissed me on the cheek, her soft lips running gently across my face before they left. She ran a smooth hand over my stubble face wiping away my tears with her thumb.
I looked into her brown eyes and saw them twinkle. She doesn't care what happens as long as her and I are together.
A/N: I am afraid that I rushed this chapter. :sigh: I need major comments on this chapter and how I can improve this one/next one. I've begun writing the next chapter, in Alex Cabot POV. I want to stop the story revolving around what happened with Elliot's daughter and Olivia, and I've come up with a way to end that saga. no death of characters, unfortunately So, Go Review and tell me what you think.
1) should I continue the Elizabeth/Olivia situation
2) should I give it a rest and not focus the story so much on that aspect. IN other words are you getting bored with the Olivia/Elizabet thing. which I am.