Lady Padfoot II- well, I thought you would know who Chelsea was by now but since you don't...well that only works to my advantage...MUAHAHA! You'll find out soon.
On with the story!
Chapter 15: Finding Nirvana
Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face
Everytime my father's fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done
To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
It's not so easy to forget
All the lines you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And every day I'm afraid to come home
In fear of what I might see there
Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I'm OK
Last time on Chain of Events:
They all had decided to go down to the cafeteria and just relax for at least a few minutes when...
Now on Chain of Events:
...when the cafe doors' swung open allowing an obviously drunken man to enter. Rambling some crazy words, barely sounding like english, the detectives caught the words Olivia Benson
Strangely enough, this man resembled someone Olivia knew or knew of. She just couldn't place a finger on it.
The elderly man was around 58. Even so he had an attractive physique. He obviously worked out but looked dishelved from his drunken stupor. His hair was salt and peppered. He kept a neatly groomed beared around his mouth.
Liv just looked around. Okay, so he knew her name, no big deal that's on my public record...poor drunken fool. Looking around at her colleagues for an anwer but finding none, Olivia began to speak to the man.
"Um, I'm sorry, am I supposed to know you?" she calmly asked, looking at his strong defining features so similar...
Her thoughts were cut off as the man was pulling a chair to their table.
"Hel...lo Olivia. She didn't speak of me at all?" The man spoke.
Everyone gave him blank looks telling him to continue.
"Olivia, I'm your father."
Silence. Nothing but silence engulfed the five people.
This man couldn't be her father. She refused to believe it. Who knows, maybe there is another Olivia Benson In New York, and the man is just mistaken...she couldn't possibly handle this after everything that had happened, after everything that is still happening in her screwed up life. The only thing she was sure about, the one constant in her life was Elliot.
Trying to keep her composure she shrugged it off she started to answer.
"Ha, you, my father? Ya, right. My father wouldn't openly tell me he was my father unless he had a death wish. So sorry dude. But I think you had just one to many beers." she quipped.
"If I am not your father, then how do I know your name. How do I know why your mother tormented you so. How would I know you have a twin sister named Chelsea? Olivia, I am your father. My name is Charley Anderson and I am so sorry for causing you pain from since you were even born."
Taking out her handcuffs, Olivia stood and placed them on Charley Anderson's wrists.
"Well in that case you are under arrest Mr. Anderson, for the sexual assualt of Serena Benson and the sexual assualt, attempted murder of Chelsea Anderson."
She handed him over to Munch, "Hey Guys, could you take him in for me I need to take care of some things."
"Yeah, sure. Are you ok?" Fin asked sympathetically.
"Yeah, I'm fine thanks." She said. Munch and Fin left with the perp, leaving Olivia and Elliot sitting at the table.
"Liv, I know everything seems to be falling apart in your life. But I want you to know that I am here for the long haul. If you need anything...anything at all, just ask and you got it."
Holding each other's hand she looked up into his eyes.
"I need you Elliot, more than you could ever possibly know. God, I just don't know what to do anymore. Everytime we go to interrogate some, some rapist I quietly freak out. I can't handle it anymore El. And then, that bastard has the nerve to say he's sorry!"
"Well, Fin and I will interrogate him if you want ok?"
"Thanks."
A nurse passed by on break. One of Chelsea's nurses. She noticed Olivia and walked over to tell her that Chelsea was awake. Nodding in acknowledgent, El and Olivia left for her room.
"Hello, Chelsea. How are you doing?" Olivia asked, although she was her sister she wasn't sure how to talk to her.
Looking up from the elevated bed, Chelsea managed a weak smile. Elliot and Olivia walked over to her bed and sat down. Before they mad any arrests they were supposed to have a statement from the victim, but for this one they had to work backwards. Surprisingly enough half the case was already solved.
Elliot pulled out the custom black notebook to write her statement, Olivia talked.
"We need your statement for the record, Chelsea is that okay?"
Chelsea nodded.
"Please state you full name for the record."
"Chelsea Olivia Anderson."
Elliot looked up to Liv, noting Chelsea's middle name. Returning the glance Olivia continued.
"Please recant your story."
A minute or two ran by and she began.
"I was 5 years old when it all began, maybe before but I can only remember from the age of 5. I was watching an old television show, a western called 'Gun Smoke', well while the show was playing my...my father ran into the room and started saying profane things to me. He would talk in a voice that resembled a little kids and say, "Come here Chelsea, daddy got extra horney today." I would always try to run away from him, but he always had that extra step. When he would get me he would drag me to the attic and lock the door. That's when it would happen."
Taking her hand, Olivia urged her on. "Chelsea, we need to know what would happen."
Nodding, Chelsea finished. "He would rape me. Its been happening ever since then...and I am 33. Just recently have I mustered up the courage to run away from him...please help me."
"We will Chelsea. I will personally see to it." Olivia told her, as they were about to leave Chelsea talked to Olivia one last time.
"Will you come back to see me Olivia?"
"Of course."
Now review everyone!...oh and I forgot to mention, the words in the beginning is a song by Vanessa Carlton, (that was for you Future Cop) Ha, that makes my day, you saying that future cop. You said my writing is amazing, and I hear that from one of my favorite fanfiction authors. WOOHOO. Anyways, that's great...next chapter will be up...when its up. I have school and such so please be paitent oh and review this chapter:)
CoryS