Olivia hadn't got much sleep from the prior cases. She was finally resting, and laying in her some what cold bed, but comfortable one. She took in a deep breath and started to close her eyes as she relaxed. She found herself dozing off, finally, when the phone rang. She whined and groaned, but picked it up after the third ring.
"Benson" she whined.
"We need you down here" Cragen told her.
"Why?" She asked.
"We have our perb, but he only wants to talk to a woman cop" Cragen told her. She groaned.
"Can't you find someone else?" she pleaded with her eyes shut still.
"Believe me I called everyone. You're our last resort" he told her.
"That tells you how many women are on the force… Can't it wait till morning?"
"Olivia" he said stricter.
"I know, I know. I'll be there soon" she hung the phone as she relaxed in her bed again. She finally took another deep breath and sat up. She was so tired but made it to the station. Stabler was there and gave her a large cup of coffee.
"You might need this" he told her.
"Yeah. I've only had three of them so far" she half smiled as she followed Cragen to the interrogation room. Stabler stood along side of Huang and Cragen as Benson sat in the room with the man. He was actually a good looking man, and she usually didn't feel attracted to sicko's, but there was something about him. He was different.
"You wanted to talk to me?" she asked as she sat, a little uncomfortable.
"Yes. Your cops seem to think that I have raped two women. That's inconvincible" he told her. He talked differently then most men. He over pronounced his s's but not on purpose. His deep voice vibrated through her body.
"Well, did you?" she asked.
"No. You must believe me. Being a woman, as yourself, it would seem that you could tell if I were rapist" he told her and she didn't know what she was feeling. It was scaring her.
"But, when you look at me, do I look like a rapist? Do I act like a rapist?" he pleaded and she just kind of stared.
"Well do I?" he asked quieter as he stood.
"…sometimes people aren't who they seem" she told him. He nodded and sat closer to her.
"I know. But, this must be a mistake. I mean, I could never hurt a woman. Not like that. I was brought up to respect women, to accept them if they didn't accept me. My father was a noble man, I would never hurt the family name by doing such an un-heard of crime" he told her. She watched him as he spoke.
"You believe me don't you?" he told her as he lightly put his hand on top of hers, on the table. She took in a deep breath as she felt his warm hand on hers. His touch was gentle, his words were true. He started to lightly rub her hand with his thumb and she looked back up at him.
"I would never do that to any one" he told her.
"Get her out of there" Huang told them and Stabler ran in the room. He pushed the man away roughly.
"Elliot! What are you doing!" Benson shouted. Stabler turned and frowned at her, as she turned and left the room. Stabler walked out after her, and Cragen closed the door on the man. He followed her to her desk as she plopped down in her chair.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I had the situation under control" he told him angrily.
"No- you didn't" he told her.
"Yes I did! If you could just butt out once awhile- maybe I'll be able to do my job. Get a little credit for it too" she shouted as she stood up.
"What do you mean? I was trying to help!" he shouted back.
"When have you ever tried to help me? When have ever offered to help me? When have ever asked me how I was?" she said quieter. He stared at her as his frown started to go away.
"Now let me do my job!" she shouted again as she walked off back to the interrogation room. Stabler stood in his place and took in a large breath. When had he ever asked how she was?
