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Chapter Five: Honour

Elliot had been released from the hospital 4 days later, with hopes of returning to work immediately. But of course, things don't work like that. And he was instructed not to go back to work, for at least another week. Not to mention, the fact he had to have Huang's approval. Thinking about the talk he'd be subjected to, with the psychiatrist, made him roll his eyes. Elliot was waiting for his kids to get dropped off, by Kathy's parents. If nothing else was going right, at least he could look forward to having his kids home.

He heard the door open, and the sounds of his kids running inside. "DADDY!" Lizzie yelled, and ran towards her father. He opened his arms to embrace his kids. One by one they all piled into their fathers arms. He was happy to have his kids back with him, but there was still something missing. His wife. No matter their marital status, he still didn't want her in prison. And something told him, this wasn't going to go away until he proved she hadn't shot him.

Meanwhile, in Manhattan Olivia was filling out some paperwork at her desk. She was still conflicted, about Kathy's current situation. She was finishing up her task, when the phone on her desk, burst to life. "Special Victims Unit, Detective Benson speaking." She said, into the receiver. "Benson, it's Courier, I've got the results back from the fired gun. I think you should come see this." He said, with an almost confused tone. It worried Olivia even more. "I'm on my way." She said, solemnly.

After she arrived inside the Forensics lab she met up with Courier, at his desk.

"Hey, so what'd you find?" She asked, trying to sound casual. But he knew this case was personal for her. He got up, and led Olivia over to his lab. Grabbing the gun, and pulling up the diagrams they'd made, to indicate from where, and what angle Stabler had been shot from. Once he got them up, and Olivia was able to see them, he began.

"So, this is the gun that was used to shoot Elliot," He indicates, holding it up so she can see it. "And this is a diagram of him, basically. Same height, and build. And the black circle, is the Gunshot wound." He said, pointing at everything as he explained. Olivia watched, curiously. "This is a BB Gun." He said, this time handing it to her. She was able to catch on, she stood upright, and aimed at the target. She then fired it, and it went to the right side of the marked hole on the target. She looked at Courier with a question: "Whoever shot the gun, wasn't right handed…." She said, realization dawning on her.

"My point, EXACTLY Olivia. This person was left handed. And Kathy, she isn't left handed."

Olivia stood there, confused. She still couldn't believe it. "She didn't shoot Elliot." "I told you, Liv." She heard his voice, coming up behind her.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry, but him shooting you, and leaving through the window was just… so little of a story, that it seemed made up." She said, still staring at Courier.

Elliot met her in the room, staring into her eyes, hoping to god, she'd listen to reason. "Liv, she didn't shoot me. I was there, I'm the star witness… And the victim.." The last word was barely audible. She met his gaze,
"Elliot, if you say she didn't do it, then I believe you… it just doesn't make any sense…" She said, truthfully. Olivia had no idea what to think, it wasn't that she didn't trust her partner. But, after the conversation she and Kathy had, that night in the precinct… She knew that it made her look even more guilty.

"You're an amazing detective, and you're loyal… To me, especially. You're going to do everything you can to catch this bastard. I know you are, Olivia." He placed a soft kiss against her temple. And left the lab. Courier staring at her.

"So, I also got the forensics back… There was no way she fired the gun. The GSR doesn't match as it would from the angle the gun was shot." He explained. Olivia nodded, taking the paperwork, as she made her way to the captain's office.

She knocked. "Come in Liv." He boomed. "Hey cap, so I have the forensics, and something else i think you should see…" She said, placing the file down in front of him. And taking a seat. Explaining all that courier had told her. And she even mentioned that Elliot stopped by. That was when Cragen released some information to her, she hadn't expected.

"Elliot made his statement. Kathy isn't guilty of the shooting." He said, to his detective.

Olivia sighed, "Fin and Munch are searching for Fontaine. He had plans to take Kathy out of country apparently. He planned everything. Elliot just got in the way…." Olivia knew she was getting wrapped up in the case, early on. But she didn't care. She had to find the bastard who shot her partner. "Yeah, I uh.. I've gotta go, Cap." She said standing up, and heading for the door. "Hey Liv, you okay?" He asked, before she had a chance to leave. "I'm fine, Captain." She said, blankly, taking her absence. Olivia made her way to the address Kathy had given her earlier on, for Charles Fontaine. She knew he wasn't there, and she was well aware they'd already gone through the house.

After arriving, she went inside, going through the paperwork on the desk. NOTHING. She opened the desk drawers she had seen earlier on. She didn't see anything until her hand brushed against something stuck to the top inside of the drawer. Pulling it off scanning the note, "Elliot Stabler, Maureen, Kathleen, Elizabeth, Richard, Elliot Jr." Elliot had a check next to his name, And at the bottom it said something even more startling. "Kathy Stabler", With her signed signature next to it" Olivia opened her cell phone, hands trembling, and dialed the all to familiar number. "Hey Liv." Elliot spoke. "We need to put you and the kids in protective custody…" She managed to mumble, through the sob she was trying to suppress.

"Olivia… What's going on?" Elliot asked, cautiously knowing she couldn't disclose much on the case, seeing as he was the victim here.

"I have reason to believe… You are all in danger…." She said, before getting into the sedan, and making her way to his house in Queens. She was going to meet The protective Custody officers there. Olivia called Cragen and told them they'd need a subpoena to go through Fontaine's house. They had to find the letter. Soon after she'd gotten word Casey had pushed for a search warrant.

"Thank god…" she mumbled into phone with Munch. "Where's your location Liv?" He asked her, just getting on the highway himself with Fin in tow.

"Ehh ETA is about 10 minutes en route. You guys?" She asked, "We're about 45 minutes out" He responded. "Cragen is talking to Kathy now." He added. A smirk grew over her features. "Can you believe she signed off on this…?" Olivia then questioned. She couldn't hear them, but she knew both men shook their heads in disappointment.

Olivia pulled into the driveway just then, and almost forgot to put the car in park, out of sheer panic. Elliot met her on the other side of the door.

"Liv! What the hell is going on!?" He asked her, adamantly. "I found… this… I need you to confirm that this is her signature..." She said, quietly, handing him her cellphone, with a photo the signed note on it. Elliot's eyes widened in disbelief, "You've got to be fucking kidding me… I-It is..." He murmured. She only shook her head. "This is why, you and the kids need to go under protection…" She finally stated. The panic had seemed to leave her voice momentarily, when she continued, "Elliot, Fontaine is out for revenge. And however he convinced Kathy to sign away the lives of her children and husband, he must've scared the shit out of her… Either way she isn't coughing anything up…"

Elliot fumed, he was so angry. Angry he didn't believe his partner in the first place, and even angrier, that he had so much faith in Kathy.

"How are we doing this, Olivia?" He asked her. She nodded, and he noticed her visibly calm down. "Munch and Fin, are on their way. And so are the feds… They're going to put you under. And, When this is all over, and it's safe for you to come out, you will… You know how this works, Elliot." She explained.

Olivia turned away, after a second. She felt the stinging of tears in her eyes. And was trying her hardest to hold herself together. But when she felt his hand on her bicep, she began to sob uncontrollably. "Liv… it's going to be okay…" he offered, to his partner. Her whole world was coming down around her. But then she remembered, so was his. And she began to cry harder.

There wasn't much else Olivia wanted to remember. She just wanted to go home, and forget she existed. Her bestfriend, his family, they were being taken away. And it crushed her.

Elliot was staring out the window of the airplane. His kids asleep in the other seating on the NYPD jet, that was taking them to Louisiana. Where they'd live until, it was safe for them to return.

The sky was growing darker, by the minute. Elliot felt himself getting angry. Angry at Fontaine, for tricking his idiot wife. Angry at the feds for taking him and his family away. And most of all, angry at himself for not listening to Olivia.

His heart stilled at the thought of his brunette counterpiece. "Daddy, what's happening?" He heard a small voice come from behind him. "Oh Lizzie… We've gotta go away for a while. Uhh we've got to stay out of New York." He tried explaining to his youngest daughter. But if he were being honest, not even he could explain to his child that they were no longer the "Stablers". But that when they made it to Louisiana they'd be assuming brand new identities. He couldn't even begin to describe how it worked, and what it'd seem like to everyone involved. That they had somehow died, in a horrible, tragic accident. And that they'd have their own funerals. Elliot started becoming angry once more, turning to his daughter to give a better explanation, but finding her asleep once more.

He sighed, half way in relief of dodging that bullet as long as he could get away with. And half way because he just needed to get it out.

It wasn't until he began dozing off, that he'd realized something tragic, His two oldest daughters, would be told their father and 3 youngest siblings, were in fact dead. And Elliot, finally broke the barricade he'd put up. The tears falling from his cerulean eyes.

That was it, before they all woke up in a field in Louisiana.

Thank you SO much, for waiting for this chapter! I am SOOOOO Sorry for such the delay. I went to three different states for my Mother In Law's wedding. And it was CRAZY.. An entire month of being away from my home, was chaotic. I am so glad to be back. And I hope this chapter sort of makes up for it, I worked on it. The entire trip; Whenever I had the time of course. :)

Much Love, and until next time.