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Ok, well sorry about taking a while, school has been very crazy. Anyway, on to the story.
Detective Elliot Stabler knocked on the same wooden door from the previous night. "Sara Taylor, it's Detectives Stabler and Benson. Open the door!" He looked over at his partner, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You think you can handle it?" Olivia chuckled at how ridiculous he was acting. "I'm fine Elliot" she said as she took his hand off her shoulder. Elliot stretched his hand to knock again, but the door opened before his knuckle could make contact with the wood.
"Can I help-" Sara stopped when she saw who was on the other side of the door. "Oh, it's you!" she said harshly. "Detectives, Avery's not here" Sara responded, as she tried slamming the door in Elliot's face. "Actually Miss Taylor" he said, stopping the door with his hand, "we're here to talk to you."
Sara looked up at Elliot and then at Olivia, who raised her eyebrow. "Fine, I guess you can come in" she said, her words slightly slurred. Olivia looked Elliot in the eye before she entered the apartment. "You mind if I look around?" Olivia asked as she walked through the apartment. "Sure, whatever. So, what has my no-good daughter done this time?" she asked as she sat on the couch in the middle of the room. Olivia ignored the comment and went into the kitchen, which was littered with liquor bottles. "Hey get out of there" Sara yelled, when she noticed Olivia observing her apartment. "Miss Taylor, do you know a David Ramirez?" Elliot asked, joining her on the couch. She thought for a while and shook her head. "No." Elliot coughed, a result from breathing in her alcohol covered breath. "Then why'd you file a complaint on him sixteen years ago?" Sara looked at him and shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe he was a guy I didn't find performed to the best of his ability, if you know what I mean, and what is she doing?!?" she asked when she noticed Olivia opening her cupboards and taking out her many liquor containers. Elliot looked over at his partner, curious as to what she was doing, but decided she'd explain herself later. "Detective," Sara said, trying to sound seductive, "how bowt you and me have some fun." She threw herself into Elliot's arms and tried to kiss him. "Tell you partner to leave and we can start" she whispered.
Elliot pushed her away and quickly stood up. He looked toward the kitchen, glad Olivia was too caught up in what she was doing to notice Sara's attempt to kiss him. "Miss Taylor, are you drunk?" "No ov corese nawt." Elliot shook his head as he heard Olivia mutter something from the kitchen. "Sara, " Elliot began, keeping his distance, "have you ever hit Avery?" Sara looked up at Elliot and nodded. "Only when she's bad, and needs to be taught a lesson." Elliot looked at Sara, anger in his eyes. She was so drunk she was confessing to beating her sixteen year old daughter, and she didn't even realize it. "I knew she was bad, especially when she started sleeping with that guy!" Elliot looked down at her, confused. "What guy?" "Bentley Cooper. Some boy at school who's been having sex with her."
"Elliot!" Olivia called, walking out of the kitchen, a grin on her face. "Not only is she a drunk but she's an addict as well." Olivia held up what she had found durning her search. "Cocaine, and plenty of it." "What the hell, you had no right to look there!" "You consented" Elliot said from behind, reminding her that she had given Olivia permission to look around. Elliot lifted Sara off the couch, and turned her to handcuff her, when she punched him in the face, making his nose bleed. She ran to attack Olivia, but luckily Elliot grabbed her before she could strike. "Sara Taylor" he began, slamming her against the wall, "you are under arrest for endangering the well being of a minor, possession of a controlled substance, and assault to a police officer. You have the right to remain silent." He handcuffed her and dragged her out of the apartment, reading her rights on the way out.
Olivia pulled out her phone and dialed Fin's number. "Fin, pay a visit to a Bentley Cooper. See what you can get out of him." She hung up the phone and placed it back in her pocket, before heading out the door to tend to a screaming drunk and a bleeding cop.
Hmmm....Bentley Cooper? How does this change things? What happens when Liv and Elliot question Sara? What happens when we meet Bentley? What's going to happen to Avery now that her mom's been arrested? Review and I'll tell you.