Hi guys sorry about the long wait! Been sorting out some personal and religious issues that had come up with this story. But I will finish this story and possibly write a sequel but this story is far from over. Anywho on with the story!
Disclaimer: WolfKeeper989 does not own Law and Order: SVU or any of the characters. But I do own the original victims, Meca Magi, Michael, Diego Calamari, and Sasha Gilchrist.
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Chapter 5
Their eyes were like black holes seemingly void but held a pull within them that was unshakeable. Olivia felt drawn to a particular pair of eyes. They were a pair of deep sapphire eyes with a light frost blue snowflake shape around each pupil. They belonged to a little blonde headed girl. She looked about twelve or thirteen and her hair looked like waves of pale gold. Her frame was thin causing her gown to hang off her body like over sized robes. As Olivia got closer, the girl opened her mouth revealing a pair of glistening fangs. She hissed at Olivia and Olivia's heart broke. So young and damned. But then she noticed the plain silver cross hanging from the girl's neck. Silver was a known poison to vampires. So, the girl was like her, a halfling as Ice put it. All of a sudden, the girl noticed her staring at the necklace. And grabbed, clutched it to her chest, and hissed at Olivia viscously almost daring her to try and take the necklace. She startled Olivia when she spoke,
"Alilo's gift! It's mine! He gave it to me! It's my light! Mine! Find your own!" Her voice had now become a near hysterical shriek. Olivia instinctively backed off as other patients became aroused and started staring at her. The girl began to calm down as Olivia walked away. She turned a corner and nearly bumped into Meca.
"Lost?" she asked.
'Yeah, in every sense of the word.' sighed Olivia in her mind.
"Well, I don't know about the other "senses" but I can help you find your way out of here." offered Meca. Olivia smiled. Meca led the way through the hallways. A silent but pensive Olivia followed along in her wake. Olivia was stuck on what the little vampire girl said to her. : "It's my light! Mine! Find your own!" : As she replayed the words over and over again in her mind a scene from her dream came into her mind. It was when she dropped her orb of light over the edge of the cliff. : "...go find your own: echoed in her mind. Truth be told, she would love to find her light but where could she start to look? God, she hated complex problems like this, especially the psychological ones.
"Oh man, I suck at solving life's problems, especially my own!" moaned Olivia aloud forgetting that Meca was there momentarily.
"So, I guess you and Snowflake a short but interesting dialogue?" asked Meca. Olivia was confused. She did not know anyone by the name of Snowflake.
"Snowflake?" asked Olivia her confusion evident in her voice.
"The girl you spooked or who spooked you which ever scenario you prefer." Meca said with a shrug.
"Oh. Ummmm… ye-eah…" said Olivia although she was unsure of what to say. Then the question popped out of her mouth before she could stop it,
"How could you find your Light?"
"I would love to answer that for you but you need to be a little more specific." answered Meca.
"What do you mean?" asked Olivia.
"There are many types of Light , dear. Which one are you referring to?" she asked. Then it hit Olivia, the woman knew what she asking about but she was testing her.
'Why?'
'Sweetheart, the lines between our world and the humans' perceived world have been erased from your existence. So, you need to learn how to ask specific questions or else you'll be walking in circles forever!'
Olivia thought for moment and considered what Meca just told her. Then she finally said,
"I guess a spiritual one."
"Oh, that easy. Start looking inside yourself, first." answered Meca. Olivia instantly thought of her dream again but decided not to voice it just yet. Finally they entered large lobby. Elliot and Michael were standing next to the exit. They seemed to be in a deep conversation. Meca began making her way over to Michael and Olivia followed.
"Sorry we took so long, I got a little lost," said Olivia. This statement alerted the two gentlemen to their presence. Elliot smiled that was a signal that she was forgiven. Michael nodded to her and then to Meca. Soon after Meca excused herself from their company. Elliot said that he would go and get the squad car while she wrapped things up inside with Michael. She agreed and as soon as he left Michael pulled her aside. He asked about her health and if she had experienced anything new besides what happened in Luz's room. She told him no but questioned him about the dream she had and whether it had sort of connection with finding her Light. Michael was not completely sure but told her to trust her instincts. But then he promised they would talk more about her situation later because he needed to know more about Kathy.
"Kathy?" she asked. "What do you want to know about her?"
"Did they bury her?" he asked. The look of urgency on Michael's face worried Olivia.
"Yeah, about two days ago." She answered. She hoped that it was her imagination that caused Michael's skin to blanch. He ran his fingers through his raven colored locks.
"This is bad. She will rise tonight! I managed to persuade Tenesha Martin's parents to cremate her," He sighed, "Well half ain't bad. I just wish that I did not have to smoke her."
"Smoke her?" asked Olivia. Michael sighed, looked around, and spoke quickly and quietly,
"You know, stake her…" Olivia stared at him blankly. "How else do you kill a vampire, Olivia!"
"But Kathy isn't a vampire!" Olivia protested.
"Wasn't, Olivia, wasn't. But what comes out of that grave tonight will definitely be a vampire. Not Kathy, but something different, something that has the potential to become evil. See, three nights after someone is bitten by a vampire, whether they were killed or not, they will turn. That's why I had Tenesha cremated, so that a vampire could not be born from the discarded body. Plus, it releases the trapped soul. Because after the first kill, the soul goes straight to Hell unless someone prays on the deceased person's behalf. But by cremating the body before the third day it bypasses any problems on the spiritual level for the victim. Either way Kathy's body is going to end up as ashes. You understand?" asked Michael. Olivia nodded mutely. Just then Elliot stuck his head in door saying,
"Come on, Liv, Cragen wants us back at the precinct." Olivia muttered,
"Coming." Then accepted a business card from Michael's hand, said good-bye, and left. The ride back to the precinct was one of the longest rides in her life. Once again she knew vital information about Elliot that she could not share with him. Information that could devastate him mentally and ruin their partnership for good. As Olivia brooded over her current situation, Elliot sat in silence. It seemed that he would trying to figure out this case. But he looked bereaved and was silent. But he finally spoke after a few moments,
"I don't understand, there is no connection between the victims. But other then that they seem like random sadistic attacks that left two dead and one hospitalized. There has to be some kind of connection!" Then she remembered the necklaces.
"Elliot did you give your wife that necklace?" asked Olivia quietly.
"Ummmm… no… my wife is Catholic. She would flip if I gave her something like that." He said with a laugh.
"Oh, yeah, ummm… but you said…" she started.
"I remember what I said but honestly I do not know why I said it," said Elliot.
"Or why I agreed to let you have it knowing that you were Catholics." Olivia agreed. Then reality set in hard. Kathy was not wearing the necklace when she was attacked but he killed her anyway. Then Olivia herself was attacked without a necklace on. That meant that Kathy's death was not her fault because of her giving Elliot something that she thought was a killer's tag. But it also meant that Kathy's death was planned all along. She began to panic. Inside her mind screamed the first name that came to mind.
'Michael!'
'Olivia? What's wrong?'
'I think that Diego planned every single thing that has happened.'
'Of course. What did you expect? He's a vampire, he knew what he was doing.'
'And played us all for fools!' Olivia growled.
'Don't feel bad Olivia, vampires can manipulate people anywhere at any given time.'
'You men like controlling people's thoughts and actions?'
'Yeah, humans think that it's just an unorthodox thought or action without reason but…'
'They're being controlled?'
'Yes. Is that all?'
'Just one more thing. Why us?'
'There's the mystery. This is where I am stumped. This is too thought out for Diego alone at least I think…'
'What do you mean by 'I think'?'
'I don't underestimate my opponents.'
'Oh.'
'Are you ok until we can meet later?'
'Yeah, but--'
'I'll contact you!' he sounded really agitated about something. But she didn't have time to mull over it because they had pulled back up to the precinct. They both climbed out the car and headed into the building. As soon as Elliot entered the building Cragen called him into his office.
"What is that about?" asked Olivia. Elliot shrugged. He made his way into the captain's office.
"What's up, Cap't?" he asked as he closed the door behind himself.
"You might want to sit down for this. I just got word that someone has stolen your wife's body from her grave and left it open." Said Cragen solemnly. Elliot felt as if all the air had been forced from his lungs. Elliot stared at Capt. Cragen with disbelief.
"Are you… s-sure Capt'n?" he asked. Cragen nodded gravely. Elliot's head started to swim. He couldn't believe that someone had stolen his wife's body… right out of the grave and left their handiwork for everyone to see
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"What!" shouted Olivia. "Someone stole her body!"
"Yeah," mumbled Elliot his voice thick.
"Who? Who would—" she stopped mid-sentence. 'He would not have gone that far would he?' she thought to herself. She remained silent a moment before she picked up that business card that Michael given her off of her desk…
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Ok, so sorry it took so long! Review please. Here is a peek at chapter 5:
…Olivia stared at the carnage before her. No, Michael could not have done that. He wasn't that cold. But she knew someone who was…