Enmity
Chapter 10: Killer

Olivia tapped a doctor on his shoulder and asked, "You the doctor for Daisy Clampett?"

"If you mean doctor as in the first person she kicked when someone tried to give her a sedative, then yes, I'm the doctor," he answered her, annoyed.

"Mind telling us what happened?"

The doctor sighed and began, "She came in handcuffed, muttering something about how he was here to finish her, and basically, we thought she was a junkie whose supplier got a little too friendly. She asked for a rape kit, and since she had some torn clothes, we gave her one. She fine through that, but when we tried to put an IV in her arm, she freaked out and started throwing punches, saying we were trying to poison her. When we tried to sedate her, she kicked me and had to be restrained by two orderlies so she wouldn't do any further damage. We tried putting her under but she kept saying sleep kills, or something crazy like that. While the orderlies held her down, I drew some blood to test for drugs, not that we really need to test her blood to figure she was on drugs."

"You held someone down and took their blood when they're obviously afraid of needles," Fin repeated in disbelief.

"If you had a better way to get blood, we would have loved to hear it."

"So what drugs did you find in her system?" Olivia asked.

"I should be getting the results back soon," the doctor told her, as a nurse handed him a folder. "See, they're right here. … Okay, she has a tranquilizer, cocaine, ecstasy, and heroin mix in her blood system."

Olivia turned to Fin and asked, "Getting déjà vu?"

"You better believe it."

"What room is she in?"

The doctor led them to Daisy' room, warned them that she was a danger to herself and others and was paranoid. He unlocked the door and told them not to let her out. Daisy was sitting on a chair, staring out the window. She was dressed in gray sweat pants and a gray T-shirt the hospital provided for her while they kept her clothes as evidence. She heard them come in; her eyes briefly glance from the window to them and then back to the window. Olivia took a step forward, saying, "Hi, Daisy, it's me, Olivia. I've come to talk to you."

Daisy greeted her with a cold silence. "Daisy, I just want to talk to you, make sure you're all right."

Daisy started shaking her head, mumbling something unrecognizable and then yelled, "No, he'll hear."

"Daisy, who is he?" Olivia asked gently, putting her hand comfortingly on Daisy.

Daisy reacted like Olivia had burned her. She jumped out of the chair, and huddled herself in the corner, watching Olivia carefully, shaking and ranting. "He found me. He's trying to kill me. They're all in on it."

"Who?"

"The nurses, the doctors, the hospital. They're all in on it and are trying to kill me. They've killed me before."

Olivia took a couple steps closer to Daisy. "Daisy, if you tell us what happened, we promise we can protect you."

Without warning, Daisy started kicking at Olivia with a fury. Olivia backed away quickly and stood next Fin. Daisy was shaking her head rambling on. "Cops can't do a damn thing. They can't find him. I should have killed him when I had the chance. NYPD won't kill him; they'll help him. Munch told him everything. Munch sold me out. It's the only way he could have found me. I should have killed Munch."

Olivia and Fin exchanged surprised glances, and looked back at Daisy. She was rocking back and forth in her corner, alternating scratching her elbow and where they drew the blood and running a hand nervously through her curls. She was shaking her head, and started muttering, "I didn't beg, I didn't plead, I didn't fight. I didn't do anything."

Olivia nudged Fin forward. He got the hint and walked over to Daisy, staying a safe distance away. "Daisy, I'm not going to hurt you. I want to help you, but in order for me to do that you need to explain what you mean and tell me who Munch sold you out to."

Daisy stopped and stared at him for a while. "You're nice, and I'm not. No angel. I almost got you killed. He kills. The hospital kills. Sleep kills. I kill."

"Who is he, Daisy?" Olivia asked, kneeling down next to Daisy.

Daisy stared at her and then whispered, "You think I deserve this, don't you?"

"No, not at all Daisy, you don't deserve this," Olivia told her.

"You're wrong then. I deserve this, I killed him," Daisy replied.

"Killed who, your attacker?"

Daisy started to shake and kept mumbling, "I killed him. I killed him. I killed him."

Fin stood up and said, "We're not going to get anything else out of her."

Olivia nodded in defeat and got up also. As they left the room Olivia asked, "When she said, 'I killed him,' do you think she meant her attacker or someone else?"

"The nurse said the gun had been fired, maybe she shot her attacker and only thought she killed him."

Olivia nodded, figuring that was the most probable answer. "Maybe who ever did the canvassing found a witness."

"We've got nothing, Captain," Elliot told Cragen as he and Munch came back from the canvassing. "No one saw anything, no one heard anything except for the gunshot. The woman who called it in found Clampett by herself and didn't see anyone else at the crime scene."

"Has the rape kit come back yet?"

"Yup, the DNA matches to the Tescorkski case. Too bad we have no clue who he is because the name Betman gave us was false," Olivia said to Cragen.

"So, are we thinking the perp attacked Clampett to try and stop the investigation?"

"Most logical explanation I can think of," Elliot responded.

"Or her supplier got friendly," Munch muttered under his breath, which everyone pretended not to hear.

Cragen looked at his watch and asked, "When is the hospital going to release her?"

"The doctor said as soon as the effects of the drugs wear off," Olivia answered. "I told them to give me a call when that was."

"Munch, Fin, I want you two trailing her after she is released," Cragen told them as Olivia picked up a ringing phone.

They dropped their mouths and shock and anger were mixed in their faces. Munch replied angrily, "Why? We're not her babysitters."

"I want you two on her to make sure she doesn't do something stupid, no arguments."

They nodded in agreement, but Munch still looked upset. Olivia hung up the phone and said, "They just released Daisy."

"Go to it," Cragen ordered and Munch and Fin got up reluctantly.

"Doesn't this bother you?" Munch asked angrily as they sat in Fin's car, waiting to see if Daisy was going to come out of her apartment.

"Bother me how?"

"We are two smart detectives who could be out on the street helping to catch our perp, but instead we are constantly getting grunt work. Now tell me that doesn't bug you."

"I think it only bugs you because right now our grunt work is to be babysitters to Daisy."

"I don't know what you mean by that."

"You know, Daisy kept saying you sold her out."

"Yes, well Daisy was also hiked up on drugs at the time," Munch reminded him.

"Oh, I know that," Fin told him. "It's just when a person is on drugs, they get paranoid about things they were worried about when they weren't on the drugs. So, why was Daisy worried about you selling her out?"

Munch looked at his partner for a while and then answered, "I wouldn't know why Daisy Clampett would be worried about me selling her out."

Fin nodded and looked over to Daisy's apartment. She came walking out, dressed in a hat, scarves, and gloves. Fin hit Munch in the arm and motioned to her. Munch nodded and they started following Daisy.

She spent the rest of the day tracking down Garry Betman. Munch and Fin watched as she found Garry and started talking to him. They got into an argument that ended with her kneeing him and storming off.

She had spent, literally, all day finding Betman, and got back to her apartment around eleven twenty. Fin dropped of Munch the closet they went to the precinct, and told Munch he would baby-sit Daisy for a while. As Daisy headed up to her apartment, Fin's phone went off.

"Tutuola," he greeted.

"Are you going to follow me up to my flat and watch me take a shower for the second time today, too?" Daisy yelled angrily before slamming her phone shut.

Fin dropped his phone on the passenger seat and debated on what to do next. He could go back to his apartment and leave her be, but if she tried something, he would feel responsible. He could just stay there all night and freeze. Or he could go up and talk to her, and probably, with what he saw with her and Betman earlier, never be able to have kids again. He looked over at his clock. Almost midnight, but her light was still on and Fin wanted some answers.

He banged on her door. He heard the sound of feet shuffling and coming towards the door. After a moment her heard Daisy's voice ask through the door, "What do you want, Detective Tutuola?"

"I want to talk to you."

"No," was Daisy's flat out reply.

"Daisy either let me in or I'm going to bang on your door and walk up all your neighbors."

"Give me a minute or two," Daisy said after a long pause. Fin heard her moving some things around in her apartment and then the door opened slowly. Fin stood in the hallway, almost regretting coming up from the look Daisy was giving him, when she snapped, "You coming in or did I try and clean for nothing?"

Fin quickly entered her apartment and she locked the door. "What do you want?" she asked angrily.

"I just stopped by to see how you were-"

He stopped abruptly when she grabbed him by the collar of the shirt and warned, "Don't you dare ask me how I'm feeling or if I'm okay."

Fin became very grateful he doesn't wear tie, and said, "Honest, I wasn't going to ask you that."

She let go of him and collapsed on her couch, completely exhausted. "Tutuola, can you just leave? I really don't feel like talking."

"No," he told her as he sat down next to her. "I want to talk."

"You can talk to yourself then."

"Daisy, I want to make sure you're okay."

"I'm fine."

"You're a lair."

"And a damn good one too, so leave."

"No." Fin paused and looked at her arms. She was covering up the needle marks. "When did the drugs start?"

Daisy flinched, and looked away from him. She ground her teeth and whispered, "I want you to leave."

"No. How long have you been a user?"

"Get out," she hissed at him.

"No, why would you be stupid enough to leave marks on your arm?" he asked, as he grabbed her wrist and pushed her sleeve up.

"I don't have to explain myself to you!" she screamed at him, trying to push him away.

"Yes, you do. What are you, some kind of heroin whore?" he asked angrily, not releasing her arm.

"You think I'm a Chavette don't you?" she asked furiously.

"What the hell is a Chavette?"

"I want you out."

"No, you need help."

"What does it matter to you? Why don't you and Munch just let me rest in peace?"

"Damn it Daisy, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"I killed him and I'm dead!" she blurted out. She regretted it instantly. Her hands slapped over her mouth, her eyes wide with fears.

"What?"

"I killed him and I'm dead," she repeated slowly looking at him with a scared expression.

"Killed who and you're what?" Fin asked again, not trusting his hearing.

"I killed Joe Waters and I'm dead."


A/N: THANK YOU ALL FOR READING (and yes, I really am going to cut the chapter off here!) please review if you got something to say!