Wow, I know that took like forever for me to get this out, but I had to go a five hour driving course yesterday and then a whole bunch of shit. This is my first free time in a while! Truly! Well, here goes. This will be the same length as "The Replacement." Ten total chapters (including prologue.)
Chapter 7:
Elliot walked into the squad area after pushing Brenda into an interrogation room. "What did she say?" Fin asked.
"She lawyered up before she even sat down."
"She knew she didn't have a chance." Cameron stood up from her computer and pulled a few pieces of paper out of the printer.
"This girl is crazier than we first thought." she said.
"More murders?" Elliot asked.
"Ten assaults, all men, same MO and were all beat by women matching Brenda's description. Three more murders matching the school teacher."
"What would drive someone to this?" Elliot asked astonished.
"Bad parenting? Rape, witnessing a rape, or murder?" Cameron offered.
"She said she wasn't the same since it happened."
"Since what happened?" Fin asked.
"She didn't tell me."
"It must have been pretty big."
"Well we'll find out."
Elliot sat down across Brenda and her lawyer. Brenda was starting to look guilty, Elliot figured it was an act. "Hi Brenda." Brenda rolled her eyes.
"When can I go home?"
"First tell me about the men you killed."
"We're here for one man detective keep your cases straight."
"New evidence came saying that Brenda killed four men. And assaulted ten. So, tell me about it." Brenda's attorney leaned back and looked at her.
"Don't say anything." then she turned back to Elliot, but before she could speak Brenda started.
"They deserved it."
"Brenda!"
"Shut up! I knew they would attack me. I knew, that they wanted me and they would do anything. The first guy, I don't know his name."
"Greg Healley."
"Right, Greg Healley, the school teacher. When I got on the subway that day, he wanted to pounce on me. He would have if I didn't get off the subway." she smiled. Her voice was calm and cold, it sent chills down Elliot's spine. "But I didn't, I got back on in a different car. And I watched, waiting for him to get, then I followed him back to his apartment, pushed him inside I took a lamp and beat him till he was dead. If I didn't he would have attacked me. Or he would have attacked those girls he teaches. I did the world a favor."
"Greg Healley was never accused of assaulting anyone, he had a wife and three kids."
"Come on detective. I know men. None of them are innocent. Not even you." Elliot's face stayed blank but his insides twisted and turned as he thought of Olivia. "I know you want me, I know you want to do to me exactly what you see here at the office almost everyday."
"Spare me Brenda, not every man wants to sleep with you."
"Of course they do. I'm beautiful." Elliot inhaled and leaned forward.
"So what caused you to do this?"
Brenda paused for a moment, she looked away. "I was attacked." She looked back at Elliot. "I was almost raped by my father's friend, when I was eighteen." Tears formed in her eyes. "He grabbed my knee and started to rub it. He would have kept going but my dad came in. I haven't been the same since. It really affects you." She started to sob. Elliot looked towards the two way window.
"Nice act," Cragen said to Casey, as they and Huang stood outside.
"A jury might think so too, they might actually acquit her."
"She killed four men because her daddy's friend touched her leg?"
"A jury will see it that she's unstable and mentally ill."
"I doubt it," Huang offered. "She knows what she's doing and judging by the way she spoke earlier, she doesn't care about what happened with her father's friend, she's using it as an excuse to keep out of prison."
"She'll be lucky if she escapes the death penalty." Casey walked away.
Olivia and Cameron sat around working through their paperwork. Cameron tried to think of a way to bring up Elliot but couldn't think of anything good. "So you think Elliot will get a confession?"
"He's gotten confessions out of bigger guys than her."
"I'll bet." Cameron felt like an idiot saying this. "So, um, you guys close?" Cameron pinched her leg as punishment for sounding so stupid.
"Yeah, you know, he's my partner."
"Well apparently not on this case. You guys have barely spoken all week. What happened."
"Nothing," Olivia hoped it sounded convincing. Cameron knew better, she put her paperwork down and wheeled over to the other woman.
"You know, when I was about, oh say, fifteen, and I was on my corner, and this guy comes up and offers me like five hundred dollars-"
"Wait," Olivia interrupted. "What?"
"I was hooker," Olivia's head slightly jerked back at the news. "You didn't know that?" Olivia shook her head.
"No, I didn't."
"Well from the time I was thirteen to sixteen when I got arrested. Anyway, so this guy offers me five hundred dollars, my rate was only like fifty bucks, so I was "oh my god," well I take the guy to my hotel and then he wants me to put pigtails in my hair, call him daddy, and then he wanted to beat me like a red headed step child! Well it turned out, the guy was my foster father's brother." she started to laugh like it was amusing, Olivia just stared blankly letting everything sink in.
"What's you point?"
"After I found that out I treated him the same way that your treating Elliot." Olivia understood. "So, here's my theory. You either banged him and he turned out to be a kinky bondage master, or you caught him banging a guy, or you banged him." Olivia was silent for a moment. "You caught him with a guy!"
"No!"
"So he's a bondage freak?"
"No!" Cameron was confused.
"You screwed him?"
"Can you find different words to use!" Olivia shouted exasperated.
"Please tell you're kidding. You won't talk to him because you scr-" she paused a moment. "Because you slept with him?"
"He doesn't even remember."
Cameron tilted her head to the side and gave Olivia a look like a confused dog. "How many times does this guy get laid?"
"He was drunk."
"And you weren't." Olivia shook her head. "Ok, so what's the problem?" Olivia didn't say anything, Cameron understood. "Oh. You think you took advantage of him." Olivia nodded. "Well don't. Calm down! What I've seen of drunks is that they're most honest when they're drunk. I'd say that he wanted to." Olivia smiled, still not convinced. Cameron slid back to her desk. At that moment Munch walked in.
"Hey what did I miss?"
"Oh you mean during that two hour long bathroom brake?" Cameron said sarcastically. "A lot actually."
"Hmm, well, I'm gonna get some coffee you guys want some?" Cameron stood up, Olivia chuckled.
"Yeah," she said.
"Are you kidding me?" Cameron nearly yelled. "You just got here and now you're leaving again?" She paused a moment, waiting for Munch to answer. He didn't. "Yeah I'll have a cup, just grab a handful of creamers and sugars, I'll put it in myself." she walked back to her desk. Suddenly they heard a crash.
"Bastard!" came a scream from the interrogation room. The three of them ran to see what the hell had just happened.
Well tada! What do you think? God that was only chapter seven! I still need two more! Sigh. Well hope you enjoy it! I'm looking forward to see what you think of this story!