Title- The Dark
Author-
garrettelliot
Disclaimer- Me-
But Dick I only want to play with them for the weekend and you'll
get such a great movie out of it.
Dick- Nope, not a chance.
(Damn, I can't even get them when I write Dick's lines.)
Author's
Note- Okay, so I thought it was complete, but you people keep asking
for more and I keep wondering where it could go from here. So you guys
have no one to blame but yourselves
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After the arraignment, Elliot was placed in protective custody at Riker's. George Huang convinced the ADA, Jack McCoy, that in light of his refusal to have counsel, Elliot should be evaluated to determine his mental state. Elliot refused to see Huang, so McCoy persuaded the judge to order the exam.
When Huang walked out of the prison complex, he was not surprised to see Don Cragen sitting in his car, in the parking space beside Huang's.
"Good afternoon, Captain." George said, in an almost formal manner.
"How is he, George?" Cragen went right to the point.
"Outwardly Elliot is calm. But I sense there is a great deal of inner turmoil, and that it's been going on for some time." Huang didn't hesitate to break confidentiality to Elliot's friend and captain. "He is very good at presenting a rational front to the world. But I believe Elliot is suffering from deeply rooted Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. The condition stems from Olivia's death. I don't know how the department shrink could have missed it, given how many times Elliot had sessions with her in the past."
"The department hired a new shrink about three weeks before Olivia's death." Don said. "Elliot saw him after the accident."
"That explains it, only someone who knew Elliot would have seen this. Frankly, I blame myself. I couldn't get him to open up to me and then he seemed to be handling it."
"I don't get that, George. He had a rough time right after Liv died, but then he was back on his game. I know he never settled in with any of the new partners I assigned him but he worked just fine with Munch and Fin. He was definitely back to his rhythm." Don looked older and more worn than Huang had ever seen him. "How could we all miss this happening?"
"Don, Elliot's been internalizing everything, repressing the emotional response to Olivia's death to the point where I don't know if he could access it now without long term, intensive therapy, which he's not going to get." George studied the ground in front of him intently before continuing. "Elliot has informed me that if I file a report questioning his competence he'll demand another psychiatrist to examine him."
"But if he's as bad off as you say, won't another shrink come to the same conclusions?" Don asked.
"Elliot has managed to fool all of us for five years, Don. I don't doubt his ability to mask his state of mind from a psychiatrist who doesn't know him for the length of an exam. I only saw it because I've known him for years, and that is also the reason my objectivity would be questioned." George leaned tiredly against his car. "There is nothing we can do for him without his cooperation, Don."
"He won't see anyone; I've tried, so have John and Fin. Maureen called me today, she and Kathleen flew in yesterday, and Elliot's refused to see them."
George's eyebrows drew in intently then he looked as though he'd had an inspiration. "I've got to see him again as soon as possible." George pushed away from the car and started back toward the building.
"George, what's up?" Don called following him.
"I think I understand what Elliot's doing. It's a very complex form of suicide by cop, although I think it's subconscious. If I can get him to realize it consciously, he may be persuaded to mount a defense to avoid the death penalty." Huang said as they approached the gate.
"Suicide by cop? God, George, I think you right. As a devout Catholic, Elliot wouldn't eat his gun no matter how bad things were. This way he takes out some perps then the state takes him out." Don put a hand on George's arm. Huang turned to see tears in the older man's eyes. "Help him George. I know we can't save him from what he's already done, but at least help him find some peace."
"I'll do everything I can, Don. He's my friend too." George was very close to losing his composure. "I only hope I can reach him before it's too late."
TBC
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A/N-
Yeah, I know I said it was complete, but it seems this story won't
let me go. Please use the little button and tell me what you think.
