Title- The Way To
Destruction
Author- garrettelliot
Disclaimer- Hey Mr. Wolf,
learn to play
nice.
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His friends tried. Cragen, Munch and Fin did everything they could to pull him back into life. George Haung convinced him to schedule some appointments. He went and sat for an hour at a time, but the words wouldn't come. The only time he felt alive was when the kids came to visit. Living for a couple of weeks, then dead once again after he put them on the plane.
He realized the only thing he had left was the job. Every perp just led to another, there was never an end. Each one they put away pushed the dark back a little, but when one walked, the blackness threatened to envelope him. Then came the Morgan case.
Angela Morgan was eight with a smile that could light up Manhattan. She had been raped and beaten by a neighbor. Elliot had first met her at the hospital, sitting on an exam bed. She looked up at him with Liv's eyes, chocolate brown that took in all of him and didn't mind the darkness.
He had busted his ass on her case only to watch it fall apart. The judge had thrown out the confession and Angela couldn't hold it together on the stand. The perp walked. As he left the courtroom, the bastard had grinned at Elliot and winked.
El knew the son of a bitch would go after Angela again, so he waited outside her house, grabbed the perp as he came into the yard and drove him to a landfill in Jersey. He had put one between the sicko's eyes and drove away knowing that the man would never hurt another child.
The next one had been easier; he liked to troll for young runaways at raves. After he walked at his trial, El followed him for three nights before bagging him at a warehouse rave. Homicide Squad had no clues and no real suspects.
Over the next year and a half, Elliot managed to kill thirteen more pedophiles. No one ever suspected anyone in the SVU squad. Homicide was going on the premise of a former victim or family member turned vigilante.
Then, a homicide detective was shot trying to bring in a suspect for questioning. When Elliot heard the news, he knew he couldn't risk another cop getting hurt. He walked into Cragen's office and laid his gun and badge on the captain's desk. Cragen looked at him for a minute, and then asked. "Why?"
"You'll want to call Munch and Fin in, Cap. They deserve to hear this from me."
Cragen had called the other two in. "Okay, Elliot, why are you handing over your badge?" Don asked.
"I'm the guy homicide is looking for. I'm the Pedophile Killer." Elliot said.
"Son of a bitch," Fin cursed. "No way."
"Not funny, Elliot." Munch said.
"You're turning yourself in?" Cragen asked.
"I can't let another cop get hurt." Elliot looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry, Cap. I have no excuse. I just couldn't let them hurt anymore kids."
"Don't say anything else, Elliot; let us get you a lawyer. Then we'll call the DA."
"No lawyer, Don, no plea bargain. I'll plead guilty and take what I get."
"El, no plea bargain means a needle upstate. With Huang testifying, we can probably get you off on an insanity plea." Don was nearly pleading with the man he'd always considered a son.
"Elliot, think about your kids, man." Fin said.
"I am Fin, The sooner this is out of the papers, the sooner they can get some closure." He looked at John. "You need to cuff me now."
"No, I can't." Munch had tears in his eyes.
"Guys, if you don't follow procedure, IAB'll have your asses. Now cuff me."
Fin stepped behind him and reached for his cuffs, then stopped. "I can't do it, man."
"Don?" Elliot looked at his captain.
Cragen stepped around the desk and cuffed him. "I'm sorry, son."
"No, Cap, I'm sorry. Sorry I let you down." Elliot grinned weakly. "At least I'm saving the city my pension."
