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AN: Firstly, edge15684 thanks for all the reviews I can only do my best. Next, Seriously, people, life gets in the way. I have exams to study for (and yet I'm still writing, go figure.) In any case, if updates become sparse, it's because I have a reealllyy busy life, so please be patient. ANYWAY on with the story...

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Chapter Fourteen

The Last Time

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"They found evidence of Elliot's son, Richard on Olivia's clothes. Still waiting on the results from the kit."

"Thank you, Munch. Anybody else get anything?"

"Both Elliot and Olivia have quite a few enemies. But nothing to bring the spotlight off our young delinquent."

The captain sighed "I think it might be time we accepted he attacked her. We can't let this cloud our judgement. I pulled enough strings to have this case assigned to us."

"Have you guys got anything on Olivia's case" Elliot's voice caused the others to jump and discreetly hide suspect files and lab results. Cragen went over to him and tried to get him to leave because of his personal involvement. "I also wanna know why there's a police guard outside of my son's room."

"Elliot-"

"You think he attacked her?"

"You know we can't discuss this case with you."

"I'm not a detective for nothing. I know you guys. You think it's him. It can't be. He wouldn't do that."

"Elliot. I don't think he was in his right mind. Any evidence we have at all is circumstantial. It's the holidays, so the lab is backed up-"

"And the crime rate is up." Elliot finished, discontentedly

~~SVU~~

"Liv, please talk to me. You know what it's like trying to get a victim to talk. I'm not blaming you I just need you to be able to talk about it."

Rivers continued to flow from her eyes. She shook her head. "N-not y-you. I c-can't t-t-talk to y-you."

"Liv, I still love you, If that's what it is-"

"N-no. Please. S-someone e-else."

"Ok" he sighed "I probably shouldn't be talking to you about it anyway. Captain says I'm too personally involved."

"Yeah, y-you are." She said as her sobs began to subside. 'More than you think' she thought

~~SVU~~

"What did you do?"

"Dad-"

"No. You do not get to call me that. Not anymore."

"I can't remember. Jynx gave me something different this time."

"Jynx?"

"The guy who gives me the coke. I knew it wasn't the same this time."

"Damn right. You had ecstasy, rohypnol and crystal meth in your system. Your blood alcohol level was three times the legal limit and that was probably several hours after you'd had it."

"How much shit am I in?"

"Words can't describe it. What do you remember?"

"Nothing" he said, looking away from his father

"You're a terrible liar. What did you do?"

"I think-" he sighed and cleared his throat, uncomfortably "I think I hurt someone."

"What makes you say that?"

"I dunno. When I was coming down it all came crashing down on me. I felt like total shit and I had a really bad feeling."

"You got a bad feeling." He said, apprehensively "So a part of you remembers, then. Any idea who?"

"No." He lied

~~SVU~~

"Elliot, I already told you to go home and get some sleep. I'm going to officially put you on compassionate leave if you come back before this case is over."

"I was at home. Couldn't sleep so I came here."

"If you want to sleep in the crib go right ahead but sleep. Don't eavesdrop. Don't do anything that could compromise the investigation. You have to stop going between the hospitals and here. At some point you need to have some down time. I'm not having you die as a result of exhaustion."

"That's never been proved as a cause of death."

"You could fall asleep at the wheel and crash. Go get some sleep where I can keep an eye on you and I know you're sleeping." He stood and watched Elliot go into the cribs and close the door behind him.

"We got the results back." Said Fin, entering the squad room with Munch

"On the Malden case?" asked Cragen

"No. Olivia's. You'll want to take a look at this." Munch replied

He looked between the two detectives and said "My office."

~~SVU~~

**Several hours later**

"Ok. We're going to discharge you, now that we're satisfied you are physically well."

"Thanks."

"However, we are referring you to a rehabilitation centre and to a psychiatrist who specialises in drug abuse."

"You want me to go to a shrink and rehab?"

"If you want to come out of this alive then yes, you are."

"What if this is what I want?"

"Even more reason to go."

"I've got nothing left to live for."

"You're only seventeen. You have your whole life ahead of you."

"Yeah. Most of which will be spent in prison."

"Which you regret?"

"Of course I fucking regret it." He sighed "Sorry. I didn't mean to be rude, you're only trying to help someone who's not worth it."

"You have a chance to get out of it. If you try hard enough there is no point of no return. No matter how deep you get. All you need is to want to get off the drugs and we can get people to help and support you."

"I want to, I just don't know if I can do it."

"That's why the therapy and rehab are in place. I can ask someone down here to explain the details if you want."

"No. I get the gist. I'll do it as best I can."

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~~SVU~~

Elliot looked at his watch. He'd fallen asleep for a few hours. That'd keep Cragen happy that he'd actually slept. He decided to leave and see if he could gather anything discreetly, if he was smart enough. Unfortunately, they were also just as smart as he was, all he saw was the Malden, Hartland and Sykes cases. Nothing on Olivia. He noticed Cragen coming out of his office. "Elliot" he warned

"I just came to say goodbye" he held up his hand defensively "I got a few hours so I'm gonna go home and get cleaned up then go see Lizzie."

"Ok. Go straight there. I have my eyes and ears about so I will find out if you try anything."

"No problem, Captain."

"Yeah right" the captain said as the elevator doors closed behind Elliot

~~SVU~~

"I'll KILL you!"

"Detective Stabler if I have to arrest you, I will. Please leave now or I will."

"This little shit raped my partner, my best friend and the only person who would listen to his crazy ass mind."

"He is your son but now I am going to forcibly remove you"

~~SVU~~

"He dragged me out, Liz. I got off with a warning. I decided to do what I'd actually said I'd do and come see you. But there's no change, is there? You should have woken up days ago."

"Daddy?" said a small voice

"Lizzie" his face brightened up "you're awake"

"Daddy? What did Dickie do?"

~~SVU~~

"Hey, Cap the results just came through from Olivia's kit." said Fin with a puzzled look on his face

"you look confused, did they spell your name wrong again?"

"No. Take a look at this."

"You do know I was being sarcastic, right?"

"Shut up, idiot and read."

"Dickie didn't rape Olivia."

~~Meanwhile at Mount Sinai Hospital~~

The alarm rang out through the ward, waking Dickie. He saw that the door was clear of police and that his arm was no longer cuffed to the bed. He hastily scrawled a note and pulled out his wires and put on his clothes which had been lying on the chair. Glancing up and down the corridor he snuck out and strolled down the hallway.

He got out of the hospital and hailed a cab. He still had fifty bucks and an ATM card in his pocket, assuming his money hadn't been cut off. He'd go and close his account and open another one elsewhere. He looked at his watch and realised the date. He was eighteen today. So was Lizzie.

He got out of the cab three blocks from Mercy hospital, and paid the cab driver. Instead of going to the hospital, however, he took a short-cut and went to a craft shop. He bought a box of silver heart confetti and an 18 candle and badge. He then went to the jewellery store he had been in six months ago and picked up the necklace he had bought his sister.

He put the necklace box inside another larger box, nestled in tissue paper. He then placed the candle on top and poured the confetti into it. He closed the lid and put the box into a shoebox, with the badge on top. He'd spray-painted the box black and then filled water balloons with different colours of paint then thrown them onto the box so they'd make an interesting pattern. Lizzie had done the same thing to make a picture for their birthday, when they were five and he always found ways to give her a present with paint splats.

It was a tradition that, even now, he hadn't failed to keep. She always had a laugh when she got one of these creations. For their sixth birthday, he'd made a scrapbook, where all the pages were paint splatted. It was for them to stick pictures of their birthday every year and they had done since then, without fail. It made Dickie think that maybe, just maybe he had something to live for.

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A TEENY TINY glimmer of HOPE there for our lovely young man.

This is getting quite hard to write as I'm also writing another story along side it. This new story is (for now) called New Beginnings. Basically it is a 14 chapter story, 1 chapter released a day. Each chapter is a songfic of different songs. Most importantly it's EO!