I'm going to do a few shorter chapters at first to see how the story goes. Please let me know what you think.
Chapter 2
"Damn it" Cragen cursed after he finished the conversation with Fin. He grabbed his jacket and headed off to Station down Manhattan. He knew Elliot was going through a rough time but he never realised just how bad. He jumped in the car and sped off into the traffic. He hit the steering wheel in frustration, he should of made sure Elliot got help, but he took his word that he was ok. He hadn't seemed too bad in work a bit snappy and turning up late every now and then. Christ he should of realised he should of done something, it's his job as a Captain to look after them and notice if their off their game, and he didn't.
He walked into the station and was met by his counterpart.
"Paul" he said shaking the man's hand. "How is he?"
"He aint good Don, I've put him in an interrogation room out the way, what the hell has happened to him Stabler is a good cop a bit hot headed but always got the job done"
Cragen shook his head "I really don't know, I wish a did"
They arrived at the interrogation room and Cragen looked through the viewing glass. Elliot was sat in the floor against the wall, his knees drawn up and his head dropped towards the floor. Cragen looked at his hands they were covered in cuts and bruises.
"Jesus Elliot" he said under his breath. "Has he said anything?" he asked Paul.
"Not a thing except telling one of my officers to get the fuck away when he tried to look at his hands". They both stood and watched him for a while. "Just to let you know Don, the young patrol guy he hit isn't taking it any further, according to his initial statement he tripped and hit his face on the car."
"Tell him thanks"
"I will do, I think Stabler has enough problems without that one being added. He is free to leave whenever you're ready Don, however god help him with IAB get wind of this"
Don looked at him and nodded and shook the man's hand. Taking a deep breath he opened the door and joined Elliot in the room.
He closed the door and leaned back against it and watched Elliot, who didn't move.
"Elliot…." He said softly unable to take in how small he looked curled up against the wall.
Elliot lifted his head and looked at Cragen, his eyes were red and tired and tear stains lined his face. Cragen walked towards him and sat down on the floor next to him.
"What the hell is goin on Elliot, why didn't you talk to someone, come to me"
Elliot didn't respond he just dropped his head back down, they sat like that for a few moments until Cragen realised Elliot was shaking and he heard him sniff.
"Jesus Elliot" he said putting his arm around him and comforted Elliot as he cried. "You will be okay, I promise you" he told him trying to comfort him the best he could. He couldn't believe the once tough and stubborn man who wouldn't open up to anyone was sobbing in his arms. Cragen held back the tears and just held onto him till the sobbing stopped.
"Come on El" he said removing his arm from around him "Let's get you out of here" he said standing up and helping Elliot up off the floor. "You're coming home with me"
Elliot didn't look at the man as they walked towards the door.
"I don't deserve anyone's help" he mumbled "I should off just pulled the trigger, it would of made it so much easier"
Cragen stopped and looked at Elliot realising he had just admitted to trying to kill himself,and as Elliot walked out the room the older man let the tears he had been holding back finally fall down his face.