AN: Muchous gracious to all who reviewed! I just have a couple notes to some people:

Jordana Amore- I just want you to know that my respect for the Catholic church is very deep, I plan on converting into the religion, and the reason I wrote this is to show people that not all Catholics/Christians are bad people who do horrific, perverted crap.

Thanks to GingerJohnson, who recommended a website to me that helped me very much in a future chapter.

In a PG-13 movie, you are allowed one use of the f word. Mine is taken in this chapter. Just so everyone knows from the start. Sorry to take a while for an update; I had a bit of writers block! Ahh!

I am very touched by what some of you have said in the reviews. Thank you. Here's Chapter Three!

Elliot and Olivia were in two different interrogation rooms, Elliot with the children's father and Olivia with their mother.

In one of the interrogation rooms, Elliot was ready to throw someone into a wall. Namely Mr. Johnson.

"So, let me get this straight, you prick!" He said, his rage evident, "You raped your daughter and you think God wanted it? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"In the name of God the Father I am willing to do things I don't want to."

"Yeah, but God doesn't want this to happen!"

"What is it you see in me that's so wrong, detective?"

Elliot's fist connected with Mr. Johnson's face before he could think twice about what he was doing. Throwing a chair out of his way, he hissed in the mans face.

"I see a fucked up piece of trash who uses God to justify incest, child abuse, rape, and whatever else the hell it is you do to your children! Now, are you going to tell me what you did to them, or do we have to do this the hard way?"

"I'm going to exercise my right to remain silent." Mr. Johnson claimed.

Elliot sighed. It was going to be a long day.

In another interrogation room, Olivia was ready to…she wasn't sure. Scream, cry, hit someone.

"So, Mrs. Johnson. You honestly believe that it was God's will for you to beat your daughter, tie her down and watch your husband rape her?"

"Yes."

Olivia sighed. Elliot was definitely the most devout Catholic of the squad, but she had her beliefs. And they didn't include God okaying rape and child abuse.

"Just tell me this. Did Mary cry out when you hit her? Did she scream when she got those bruises on her? Did she beg you to make your husband stop when he raped her?" Olivia said, now screaming.

Realizing what she was doing, she managed to get her voice down to a level tone.

"Don't tell me you don't care, because I know you do. She's your daughter. You have to care about her."

"I do care," Mrs. Johnson replied, "enough to help her serve God. That takes discipline."

"Lady, with this job I've heard some pretty screwed up stuff, but this beats out all of it. When the hell did God make rape discipline?"

"I can see we aren't going to see eye to eye." Mrs. Johnson said, "Our family lawyer will get back to you. And that's all I have left to say."

Olivia heard a knock on the door, and stepped out.

"The apparently have a lawyer who supports their beliefs." Cragen explained to Olivia and Elliot once they were both outside.

Elliot let out a snort of disgust.

"Well, that got us nowhere." He said.

"Let's go talk to the kids." Olivia said.

"Let me talk to Mary." Elliot said.

"Sure."

The two detectives walked out, bracing themselves to hear what they were guessing would be the most gruesome statements they'd heard on the job so far…

AN: Yes, that last sentence is a hint, people. The next chapter will tell all, and it's going to be gruesome. Once again, I do not write from experience, I did some research before beginning to write the fourth chapter. I'm sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but once again this is my bridge between what's happened and what will happen from here on.

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