Chapter Eight: Criminal

"I didn't rape anybody!" Juan exclaimed.

"Sure you did." Olivia replied. She threw the pictures of the victims, including Kathleen, on the table. She sat on the edge and looked at him examine the photos. He turned away in disgust.

"What's wrong? Can't handle the sight of your own work?" She asked, getting close to him and looking him dead in the eye.

"Hardly." He scoffed, "Only because I didn't do anything to those girls. I wish I did do them, though. They're smokin'. Not like you though."

Olivia stared at him for a few moments, "My partner is in the other room with your brother. What do you think he'll say about this?"

"He won't say anything against me."

"Wanna bet?" She retaliated.

He smirked and leaned back in his chair, "You're extremely sexy when you're angry. I bet it's a turn on for your boyfriend because it's working on me."

"You haven't even seen what angry looks like." She threatened.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Olivia clenched her hand into a fist, sighed irritably and looked at the one-way window out at Cragen.

Cragen watched on the other side and went to the other interrogation room with Elliot. Elliot seemed to have more luck since Pedro was more than nervous.

"I-I didn't rape nobody!"

"So why'd you steal.." Elliot pulled out the sheet, "Handcuffs, assortments of leather items, and lingerie?"

"My brother and I couldn't afford it for our girlfriends! It was some stupid prank. I-I don't want to talk about that."

"You're gonna talk about it, pal, even if it means me forcing it out of you!"

He whimpered but stayed quiet.

Cragen knocked on the window for both Elliot and Olivia. They came out with no luck.

"Switch perps. Elliot, you're scaring Pedro and that's not getting us anywhere. Olivia, you're turning Juan on too much to have him confess anything. Juan needs to be toughened up and Pedro needs some compassion."

Olivia walked in and sat down across from Pedro.

"I'm sorry about my partner." She began, "He's extremely hot headed."

Pedro nodded.

"If there's anything you need to say, you can say it to me."

He shook his head.

"Well," She began, knowing she had to be a little hard on him, "Your brother told us about the strippers you raped. But that's all in the wind because, well, there's double jeopardy, right?"

"I didn't rape that blonde girl."

"I'm having a hard time believing you because you two were at that party and were seen at her school before and after she was raped."

He began to get teary eyed. Olivia pulled out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to him. He took it, blew his nose into it, and looked away.

"Juan made me help him rape those strippers. I didn't want to and I feel terrible that I did. He said we had to or else the man would throw us on the street."

"What man?" Olivia asked and offered her hand out to take the tissue. He gave it to her to throw away.

"The man who's giving us a place to live, and jobs, who's helping us from starving."

"Is this the same situation with this girl?"

"No, because I didn't rape her!" He snapped.

Olivia sighed, "I didn't want to do this." She said and stood up, "The DNA from your tissue is going to match with the DNA in the rape kit and prove that you did rape her."

He looked at her in shock. He slammed his head down on the table as she walked out.

"That was almost too easy." Olivia muttered as she walked out to Cragen. She went and got an evidence bag and put the tissue in.

"Hold out on that for a second. Go help Elliot. Two confessions are better than one."

Olivia nodded and walked in with Elliot.

"Hey mami, I missed you." Juan said and blew a kiss at Olivia.

"Your brother just gave me his DNA. Do you think it'll match the semen in the rape kit?"

"I don't know. It'll be a surprise."

"I, personally, don't like surprises." Elliot said, "I like to know instantly."

"Well, you're just gonna have to wait, Detective. I didn't rape your daughter."

The two both raised their eyebrows.

"I didn't say anything about her being your daughter. Did you, Detective?" Olivia asked Elliot.

Elliot shook his head, "I never told him anything about my family."

Juan grew pale, "She told me her last name when I met her. I-It matched yours. I only figured-"

They looked at him.

"I mean, c'mon, she looks just like you!"

Olivia shook her head, "You just cornered yourself."

"Please! Don't! My brother and I will lose our house!" He begged.

"Yeah, tell me about this man. What's his name? If you give me his information, then perhaps we can work something out."

"He never told us. He used to be a prison guard, though. Then, he transferred to police work. He's the one who saved my brother and me. He told us to call him Chupa. It means 'police officer'. It's not used where he lived. It's Colombian. He told us he's from Brazil."

"Well, you don't have to worry about you home. A jail cell will keep you warm until court." Olivia said. The two stood up and walked out. At that point, Fin was with Cragen. He was waiting for Elliot.

"Go over and get that DNA match." Cragen told Olivia. She nodded and went to the M.E.'s office. Cragen eventually returned to his office to contact the A.D.A.

"Elliot, I need to show you something." He said. The two began walking.

"I did a background check on Gabriel. He came from Brazil a while back. The first job he had was a prison guard from 2007 to 2008 at Sealview Prison. He mysteriously quit two months ago."

"Right after Harris escaped."

"He joined our squad pretty quickly after Harris was killed, right?"

"You're not saying-" Elliot began.

Fin nodded, "I think Olivia's dating the guy who set her rapist free."

Author's Note: This one was mostly dialogue and it's kinda short. Sorry about that!