I own no one but my own people

WARNING! Contains racist language and thoughts! I do not mean to offend anyone!

SVU Squad room

Cragen walked in and went into the outer interrogation room, where Munch was waiting for him, staring in anger at Joseph.

"Where's Adam?" he asked, glaring at the man who sat calmly in the chair behind the glass.

"In the other room," Munch answered not turning around. "I got Officer Zamora watching him. But neither one would talk to me. Wanted one of their own, they said, no one else."

Cragen nodded before he walked over to the door, and opened it, slamming the door behind him.

Joseph looked over him. "Who are you?"

"Caption Donald Cragen, I'm in charge here."

Joseph looked him over once more, and chuckled. "It's a nice change to see, I'll admit, Captain. White male in power, just how it used to be, how it should be. And you don't seem like a fag either so double the beauty."

Cragen ignored him and sat down opposite him, "Sargent Munch said you wanted to talk to me."

Joseph leaned in. "I want a deal."

"No," Cragen said coldly.

"You really wanna put that race traitor bitch through a trial? Her half breed daughter, his disgusting jungle bunny husband? Is it really worth it?"

"You raped and tortured an innocent woman, killed five others, just for your religious ideals."

Joseph chuckled. "Clearly you have no insight beyond your own little mind, warped by the Jew controlled media. It's not just about God. The white man is superior in every single way to every other race. Statistics and genetics, not to mention history, proves it. Me and Adam, we're like soldiers, sent down to destroy the devils people. Kikes are descended from Eve and Satin, niggers were created from the ashes of hells great fire to fight for Satin in the great war and to fight against his enemies, the white man. God needs us to help destroy what began so long ago."

"So why just interracial couples? Why not just African Americans?"

Joseph narrowed his eyes. "The whites were put down on this earth to defend and protect our God. When a solder turns their backs on God to lie with one of those disgusting things, it's sickening! All whites were put here for a purpose, to defend god and fight in the war, and when you lust for your enemy... it can not be allowed! They create these demon children, these half breeds, and God hates knowing that what could have been a brilliant and beautiful soldier is mixed with Satan's's blood."

Cragen shook his head. "You're an idiot. You're nothing but a skin head idiot."

"I am no skinhead, me or my brother. They go around doing senseless violence, thinking their doing gods work, when they're just providing the media with more of Satins fuel, turning more potential soldiers into disbelievers, into haters."

"Senseless violence? You killed five innocent people, possibly another, you ripped a child from a woman and shot it right in front of her before it was even a minute old!" He was yelling now, with no looks of stopping. "How can you not call what you and your brother did senseless?"

Joseph stood up in anger. "White woman were put on this earth for one reason only. To secure the future for our kind, to give birth to solders for God or more creators. She was beautiful, she would have created beautiful children, and she turned her back on god for some gangster nigger. Even with someone like Elliot Stabler for a partner and best friend she turned her back on her people. The perfect example of a solder of God. Religious, white, a marine, became a cop afterwards, taking down mindless nigger criminals, married one of the most beautiful woman I have laid eyes on, had four beautiful children, would have willingly let that traitor and her family die with no regret..."

"Detective Stabler would give his life for Olivia in a heartbeat!"

"Oh really?" Joseph crossed his arms, "then why didn't he tell anyone that we called, warned him not to help them, and he listened? He had a chance to stop us, to save them, and he choose to save his family, to protect his own people, like any decent white man should do! Of course I would also choose to save the blond hair blue eyed goddess he's married to over that race traitor slut and her mud family any day of the week as well so..."

Cragens eyes widened in shock before a man in a black business suit walked in, Adam in toe. A good looking pale man with dark brown hair, light green eyes, he looked about thirty.

"Do not say another word, Joseph," the man said sitting next to him.

"Who the hell are you?" Cragen demanded standing up and looking over the mans soldier at Munch, who even with the glasses on, he could tell his eyes were narrowed at him.

"Thomas Swan," he said shaking Cragens hand. "Defense attorney for Adam and Joseph."

"They never asked for a lawyer," Cragen informed him.

"A member of a group I am associated with saw the arrest on the news, and I rushed over to defend these two boys in a heart beat."

"And what group would that be?"

"The New York branch of the National Socialist Movement. Now, as I was saying before, this conversation is over."

"They both confessed."

Thomas chuckled and shook his head. "Do you honestly think two sane men would be thinking this way?"

He pulled out the rectangle blue papers they had come to fear, "Not guilty due to mental disease or defect."

"They knew exactly what they were doing when they raped and murdered those people. A detective in this squad was raped, tortured, and may die because of them! They were in the rights mind when they planed it, and when they executed it!"

"I beg to differ. They'd been brainwashed since birth, Captain. You heard Joseph. They call themselves solders of god. Do you honestly think those are words of sane men, Captain?"

Cragen glared at him and took a step toward him, but Thomas didn't back down. "If Olivia dies because of them, I won't care about the trial verdict. I'll kill them myself."

"Is that a threat against my clients?"

"That's not a threat, consoler. It's a promise."

Thomas and Cragen glared at one another, Thomas' cocky smile not leaving his face before he finally turned away and sat down, motioning Adam and Joseph to do the same. "Like I said, I'd like to speak to my clients in private."

"Do it in booking, your clients are going to Rikers."

Cragen walked out of the room, and saw Munch storming out of the station house.

He ran after him. "Where are you going?" Cragen called out as Munch got on the elevator.

"To kill Elliot!" he shouted as the doors shut, leaving Cragen speechless.

At the hospital, Serena and Fin waited by her side, neither taking their eyes from her.

"So," Serena said still not looking up at him. "Would you mind telling me how my daughter got into this condition?"

Fin swallowed hard and held her hand tighter. "We've been investigating a case. Several interracial couples were murdered. We found out that me, Olivia, and Tina were in their sights. Then two days ago we were kidnaped and then they..."

He didn't need to say anymore, she understood what had happened, that her daughters worst nightmare had come true.

Her eyes widened and she put a hand to her mouth, her lip trembling. "No. It's not true. Tell me it's not true!"

"The- they raped her, and tortured her."

Tears filled Serenas eyes, and she looked down at Olivia. "Even now, forty five years later, I still have horrible nightmares about it. I never wanted for her... oh god, do you think she might become-"

"No. She can't be pregnant. They had to preform a hysterectomy on her, and she was already pregnant when they did it."

"She had another child?"

Fin shook his head. "He's gone," he said coldly, not yet wanting her to know all the details.

Serena swallowed more tears and looked down at her once more.

It was silent for a few minutes before Serena spoke again. "Her eyes," she muttered.

"What?" he asked, a bit more snippy then he should have.

"Her eyes. The fact that she seemed to look nothing like me in any other aspect didn't really bother me. I actually envied her somewhat when she became older. My family had always been pale, light eye color, blond." She ran her hand through Olivias hair as if she could steal the color by simply touching it. "She had the exotic dark look that I always had wanted. But her eyes. The moment she looked up at me and I saw them... It just reminded me too much of him. It was like looking at the man who destroyed me everyday. I hated it. I took it out on her what I wanted to do to him. To make him feel as bad as I did, for turning me into some senseless drunk, and since I couldn't get my hands on him, she was the next best thing."

Fin said nothing. He couldn't comprehend it. Every time he looked into her eyes, hate was the farthest thing on his mind.

She let out a sad chuckle. "I don't know why I'm telling you this. I guess because I know you hate me for what I did to her, as much as I hate myself, and I'm just trying to make you understand it. I know there is no excuse for how I treated her, but..."

She sighed heavily and then got up from the chair.

"Do you want some coffee, Fin?

"No thanks." he said not looking up from her

She was almost out the door when Olivia let out a quiet moan.

Serena raced back to her bedside and sat back down.

"Liv?" Fin asked softly. "Can you hear me?"

She opened her one good eye and groaned softly once more.

"How you feeling?"

"Everything hurts," she moaned, clutching her chest.

"Do you wish for me to get the doctor?"

Olivia snapped her head towards Serena and her eye widened. "Mom? What are you doing here?"

"You forgot to take me off your list of contacts. They called me."

Olivia opened and then closed her mouth, unsure of what to say. She sat up in the bed, groaning in pain.

"I'm two months sober," she admitted. "Going to meetings and everything."

Olivia was still at a loss for words.

"I also came to tell you how sorry I am, for all the heart ache and pain I caused. I know those words won't nearly make up for what I did to you, but I like to think it's a start."

"Mom, please," Olivia pleaded. "I don't need this right now. I'm not going to deal with everything, and you coming back into my life for a while and then begin drinking again."

Serenas face fell. "Olivia, please. I've given it up, I swear I have."

Olivia had tears in her eyes. "Mom, please just go away."

"Olivia, I love you."

Serena took a step towards her, and Olivia flinched.

"I can't deal with all of this right now!" she told her again, a sob escaping her.

Serena bit her bottom lip, but instead of saying anything, she nodded and got up from the chair. "When you're ready, you know my number."

Serena walked out of the room, closing the door softly.

Olivia took a deep breath and turned to Fin. "I'm sorry, but I can't deal with her now."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't want her there, then she won't be here."

He moved to run his hands through her hair, and she flinched away from his touch.

"I'm sorry!" she cried when she realized what she had done. "I didn't mean-"

"Don't be," he whispered, "Baby, no one expects you to get better over night. It's gonna take some time, but it'll all go away eventually. I promise."

She let out a unsteady breath and shook her head.

"No, Fin. It'll never go away."

Fin opened his mouth and then closed it again, too much at a loss for words.

"Olivia-"

"Just leave me alone."

She turned away from him, her eyes filling up with tears.

"Olivia, please," he said, his voice conveying the tears he wanted to shed. "I'm not going to leave you alone right now. I love you, and we need one another right now, more then we've ever needed each other before."

Olivia continued to stay silent and Fin sighed, placing a hand on her shoulder. She flinched, but said nothing.

"I'm not leaving you, ever. I promise, Olivia."

"Please don't touch me," she whispered, as she began to shake from restraining herself not to throw him off herself.

Fin bit his bottom lip and nodded, taking his hand off of her shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, sitting back down in his chair, helpless as the woman he loved sat crumbling in front of him.

Outside, Serena watched through the window, tears filling her blue eyes.

She heard running footsteps and turned to see a man, no older then thirty five racing up, his curly brown hair reminding her strongly of someone she couldn't place her finger on.

He took one look in the window, and was about to race in before Serena stopped him.

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" she asked, looking the young man over, desperately trying to remember where she saw him from.

"Simon Marsden," he said in haste, trying to move past her to get to the room.

She stopped him again and he took a step back, agitated. "Please! I need to see her!"

"Do I know you from somewhere?" she asked, her eyes narrowed in confusion. "You look awfully familiar."

"I'm sorry, I've never seen you before in my life. Now please, move!"

Simon tried to move past her again, but Serena stopped him. "How do you know Olivia?"

"I'm her brother, her husband called me down here."

Serena shook her head. "Olivia doesn't have a brother, she's an only child."

"No offense, lady, but you're wrong. I'm Olivia's brother. So if you don't mind-"

"No offense to you, sir," she said, a note of anger in her voice, "but I think I would know if my own daughter had a brother."

"You're her mother?" His voice softened considerably.

"Yes. Like I said, I think I would know if another child came out of me."

"We... we have the same father."

Serena took a step back, her eyes widening in shock. "So h- he had a son?"

Simon nodded. "Yeah. Olivia found me using her DNA. I didn't even know until she came looking."

"So was your mother raped?"

"No. He was a normal father to me. He raised and loved me."

Serenas eyes flooded with tears once more.

"I'm sorry Olivia never told you. I guess she didn't want-"

SMACK! Serena slapped him as hard as she could manage.

"Stay away from my daughter, you foul, evil piece of filth!" she screamed, slapping him again.

"Take it easy!"Simon cried, taking a step back away from her raised hand.

"Your father raped me!"

"I'm sorry, I really am, but that's not my fault."

Serena glared at him and he swallowed a retort. "I'm only here to help Olivia, not get into a fight with my sisters mother. I'm really sorry but..."

He shrugged and began to walk into Olivias room, opening the door, and shutting it before Serena had a chance to retaliate.

She quickly looked into the window once more and saw Olivias face, while she didn't smile, she certainly looked a lot more happier to see him then she had been to see Serena.

Serena shook her head in disgust. How many times had Olivia said she wanted the man who had raped Serena dead, and now she was being friendly to the man who was nearly the spitting image of the man who fathered her.

"Bastard," she growled, her eyes narrowing at Simon.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"I need to get away from here," she groaned.

She took one last glance at Simon before she stormed down the hall, the bar across the road calling her name.

I didn't intend for Simon and Serena to meet (of course when I started this story, there was no Simon in the SVUniverse.) But then I decided why not add in another couple handfuls of drama to this story? So...

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