A/N: So I think have planned out EXACTLY what I'm going to do in this chapter. I'm kind of excited. NaNoWriMo ends soon though, which makes me sad But I'm really close to my word goal! 8,000 on this one and then another 8,000 on another. Both turned out quite well. I think so anyway. So anyway, here we go!
Disclaimer: Not mine, I'm just boiling my box of rice.
Odafin Tutuola woke up in the hospital. It took him approximately one minute to remember what had happened. He was being framed for rape and murder! He knew for sure he didn't do it, not unless he had been drugged. He had seen the details on this case. No way had someone on drugs pulled off those murders.
Fin heard the door open and slowly lifted his head. It was someone that he assumed was a doctor.
"Hello Mr. Tutuola. My name is Nathan Thuzleander. I'm your doctor while you're here." He started busying himself with Fin's charts, purposely avoiding his gaze.
"Okay. But, um. Can you tell me what happened, please?" Fin tried sitting up, but it hurt.
The doctor looked at him hesitantly. "You don't know?"
"If I knew, would I be asking?" Fin was being bitter and he knew it. But Elliot and Liv wouldn't tell him anything; maybe this guy would.
"Well, you were found walking down an alley way. A naked girl was lying close to you. You both were unconscious. You have a concussion."
"What about the girl?" Fin asked, afraid of the answer.
"I cannot disclose that information to you." He turned and walked out of the room.
Elliot and Olivia walked in before the door had fully closed. They stood at the end of the bed and stared at him.
Fin stared back.
He refused to be the first to talk.
"You're being released into our custody in an hour. We're taking you down to the station to be interrogated," Elliot told him, still glaring. He turned and walked out.
Olivia watched Fin for a moment. "I'm not sorry it turned out like this Fin. You may think you get special treatment because you're a cop, but you don't. Justice will be served." She turned on her heel and headed for the door.
"Olivia. Wait," Fin raised the hand that wasn't cuffed to the bed.
Olivia turned. "What?"
"I'm innocent. I never did any of that. Why would I? I'm a rape detective. I've seen too much of this before. Why would I ever try to rape someone?"
"I don't know Fin. I guess we'll find out in interrogation."
Olivia walked out.
Fin lay in his bed, thinking. Who would set him up for something like this? The only enemies he had were the perps he put behind bars.
He tried his hardest to remember that night. He could remember walking down the street down that night. He remembers hearing screaming in the alley. He had turned down the alley and seen someone raping a girl. He ran to the man, yanked him off and started punching him. But he couldn't remember anything after the first punch. He couldn't remember who the rapist had been either. He knew that he knew the man, but couldn't remember who it was! It was so frustrating!
Elliot and Olivia came back in, followed closely by Doctor Thuzleander. The doctor shoved a piece of paper into Fin's face along with a pen. "Sign here and you'll be released into their custody. I'm not releasing you to anyone else."
Fin signed the papers and handed them back. The doctor looked at them briefly then turned to the two detectives. "He's yours now."
"Thanks," Elliot said, pulling out his keys. "Get up," He said to Fin. Fin got up, slightly hindered by the wrist that was still cuffed the bed. Elliot unlocked the cuffs and then stuck Fin's hands behind his back. "Odafin Tutuola, you are under arrest for the rapes and murders of three girls. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law."
Fin cut him off. "Elliot, I know my rights. I understand them. You don't have to go through them." Elliot grunted, shoving Fin towards the door.
They got many stares as they were walking out. Elliot had given Fin two minutes to dress and the only clothes Fin had was his uniform. So Elliot and Olivia were leading a cop out. That always got many stares.
As they left the hospital, the paparazzi had surrounded the hospital. As soon as the trio left the building, pictures were snapped and questions asked. Elliot and Olivia kept saying, "No comment."
Fin paused before they got to the police car. "I want to say something," He announced. Elliot groaned. "I want to announce right now that I'm innocent. I have been framed."
"That's enough," Elliot growled into his ear, shoving him into the cop car.
It only took them twenty minutes to get back to the precinct. Elliot led Fin to an interrogation room in the back. Everyone stared the entire time. No one ever expected to see any of them being led through the bullpen.
Fin didn't care about people's looks. He knew he was innocent. Even if everyone else believed he was guilty. But the facts would bail him out. He knew they would. They had never failed them before.
Elliot led him into the interrogation room, taking off his handcuffs and pointing towards a chair. He didn't say a word, but turned and walked out again. Fin sat in the chair, prepared to wait for a while. Elliot always took his time, attempting to put fear in the suspect. But it wouldn't work with Fin. He knew all of Elliot's tactics.
Fin had only sat in the room for twenty minutes before Elliot came back in. For him, that was fast. He normally took at least an hour or two. Fin was kind of surprised. He knew there were people behind the two way mirror, but he didn't know who. He imagined it was a lot of people; everyone wanted to see Elliot interrogate Fin. He was usually the one that held Elliot back when he got to violent in an interrogation.
Elliot sat down in the chair across the table, busying himself with some pictures in a manila folder. After a moment, he spread them out in front of Fin. "Do you recognize these?"
Fin took a closer look, realizing they were all pictures they had taken in the last couple weeks of all the rapes and murders. "Of course I do," He told Elliot. "I took most of these pictures." He leaned back in his chair; not worrying about this conversation was going to go. He knew he could handle Elliot.
"And these are the girls you've raped and murdered over the last few weeks," Elliot replied, looking through the pictures and pulling out specific ones. He set one down in front of Fin. He leaned over, studying it. This was a picture of the disembodied girl. "This one happened last week," Elliot told him. He leaned forward onto his elbows, his hands clasped together on the table. "Where you last Thursday at 9:57 PM?" Elliot asked, holding eye contact with Fin.
"I was at the gym working out," Fin replied. He knew his trainer would back him up. He was there until 10:30.
"Can anyone confirm that?" Elliot asked, going through more pictures.
"Yea," Fin began. "My trainer. I was there from 8 o'clock until 10:30. Call and ask." Fin leaned back in his chair, a smug look spreading across his face.
Elliot turned to look at the two way mirror, raising an eyebrow. He turned back to Fin and set another picture in front of him. This one was of Kathy. "Do you know who this is Fin?" Elliot asked, sorrow spreading across his face. He stared at the picture.
"I'm not stupid Elliot. That's Kathy." Fin sat quietly, letting Elliot have his moment.
Elliot stood up, walking around to stand by Odafin Tutuola. "You're damn right that's Kathy. And do you know where she's at right now? Buried in a hole, because you raped her and murdered her!" Elliot shouted the last sentence, getting in Fin's face.
"Get out of my face," Fin said quietly, not breaking eye contact.
"Get out of your face? You want me to stop? Now you know how it feels, Fin, to be forced to do things you don't want. Do you think Kathy wanted to be raped and murdered? Do you think any of these girls wanted it?" He asked viciously, indicating the pictures.
"I didn't rape and murder those girls Elliot. I came no where near Kathy the night she died," Fin said.
Elliot grabbed Fin, throwing him against the wall. "Bullshit Fin! You're DNA was found on the last girl killed! How could anyone but you have killed her Odafin? Explain this to me!"
All of a sudden, the door burst open. Olivia came rushing in, grabbing Elliot. "Elliot, calm down. Come into the hallway."
Elliot glared at Fin before turning and walking out. Olivia turned to Fin. "I'll be right back. Sit," She commanded, pointing to the chair.
Fin walked slowly to the chair, confused at what he had just been told. They had found his DNA? How was that even possible? He had never been near the chick until the day they found her dead. He hadn't even know she'd existed. There had to be some kind of mistake…
Olivia walked back into the interrogation room. Fin jumped up, walking over to her. "What did Elliot mean? You found my DNA on the victim?" He asked, panic coating his voice.
Detective Benson looked up at him, regret written on her face. "Yes, Fin. It is enough to hold you here for a while. At least until Alex tells us whether or not we have a case. And if what you said about your trainer is true, then you may have a chance. Now, please sit." She indicated to the chair again.
E/N: So I know I left you guys hanging, but I want to keep you guys coming back for more. I want to give a big humongous thank you to all my readers and to the people that have favorited me as an author and have favorited my stories. It really means a lot to me. I'm going to keep writing as long as I have people that want to read my things. Thanks again!