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2017- March

Cragen looked at his squad in front of him. After working this case for over three days, they were running on coffee and frustration. "They still want a confession? Don't they get it? This guy isn't going to give it up." Nick groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"I vote that Elliot beats it out of him!" Olivia said raising her hand.

"I'm in for that." Elliot agreed, clapping his hands together once.

"As entertaining as that would be, no. We want him to go to jail, not skate this." Cragen sighed, closing the file in his hands. "We're all tired. The sooner we get the confession, the sooner he will be down in booking and sent to court for his sentence."

Olivia looked up at Elliot as they stood side by side, their arms folded over their chests. "He wants to brag about what he did. Women, to him, are below him."

Elliot smirked. "You're favorite role."

"Only because you do it so well and I can call you an asshole without needing to go to confession." Olivia chuckled and patted his chest. "I want to see my grandkids and kids, El. Let's do this."

Nick looked at Elliot with an amused smile. Elliot shrugged. "What can I say? I love that woman." He looked at Cragen. "Give us fifteen. Otherwise, I will beat it out of him."

Elliot and Olivia walked into the interrogation room. He had to mentally remind himself not to let her go through first. Years of doing it became instinct. When Olivia pulled out the chair, he sat in it and looked up at her confused face. "Thank you." He said, sounding as cold as he could possibly manage. When she stood and stared at him, he waved to her, gesturing for some space.

Olivia rolled her eyes and moved away from the table, going to the back wall. Her eyes caught Elliot's and she knew exactly what was going to go down. "So, Walter, you have been a busy, busy, boy, haven't you?" She asked.

"Shut up, you bitch! You think I am going to confess something I didn't do to you? No. I didn't do anything wrong." Walter said harshly in his English accent. "You women think that men should just do whatever you want. Men have needs to."

"See, this guy speaks my language!" Elliot raised his voice, looking at Olivia. He had a playful smile on his face as he looked back at Walter. "She's been trying to get me fired for years. Apparently, I don't treat her appropriately." He said, using his fingers to put air quotes around his words.

Walter shook his head. "Women! If they don't like you, they try to throw you away. You're nothing to them." He waved his hand around to put emphasis on his words. He turned to Olivia and looked her over before turning back to Elliot. "She looks like a pistol."

Elliot's temper started to flare, but he kept calm. "She is. Over the years, she has come to learn to do things my way." He looked up at her apologetically when Walter closed his eyes, shaking his head.

"You're an asshole! You don't own me!" Olivia yelled, coming closer to them. Elliot stood up as she got closer.

"Go back to your wall and keep your mouth shut!" Elliot barked. He saw her eyes dart right before looking back at him. Her right hand came up to smack his face, but he grabbed her wrist, squeezing it reassuringly. "Go do your paper work. I'll deal with you later!" He gritted out.

Olivia ripped her arm out of his hold and stormed out of the interrogation room, slamming the door shut. Nick, Amanda, and Cragen were outside looking alarmed. "Are you okay?" Nick asked, going over to soothe her.

"Elliot's brilliant!" Olivia breathed before gripping the counter to look into the interrogation room. "Let's see him drag this son of a bitch to hell." She turned the volume up so they could hear better.

Inside, Elliot sat back down, letting out a sharp exhale. Walter spoke then. "What I wouldn't do with her. I'd do to her what I did to that red head everyone is asking about."

That's when Elliot's anger started to show with the tensing of his muscles, the vein in his forehead visible. Olivia's eyes widened. "Elliot, no. Don't take the bait. Let him confess." She pleaded through the glass.

"What'd you do to the red head?" Elliot asked, trying to take his focus off of Olivia.

"You looking for pointers?" Walter asked with a smirk. "Well, the red head I met at a bar, nothing special. I took her back to my place and tied her to the bed. I used duct tape I had handy. But, hell, your partner... I'd use electrical cords with her. They bite back when you pull on them." Elliot's blood started pumping faster. "I'd tie her knees to her stomach instead of tying them to the bed. I can only imagine what your partner would look like that way." Walter licked his bottom lip as Elliot's hands staring twitching under the table.

Walter grinned. "The red head was a screamer. She kept saying stop and don't and all those things that women say. She just wouldn't shut up so I shut her up." He looked at Elliot and leaned forward slightly, a smile playing on his lips. "I'd keep your partner alive so I could have my time with her."

Elliot grabbed the bottom of the table and was about to flip it on the ass wipe when Cragen came in. "Stabler, we have a situation out here."

"Can it wait?" Elliot growled. Cragen could see he wanted to pound Walter's face in until it became a pile of mush, but he shook his head. Elliot stood up and bolted out of the room.

"Elliot!" Olivia breathed and wrapped her arms around him when his wrapped around her. "You did good, baby." She kissed his temple and held him to her, feeling his muscles relax a little before tensing. "I'm right here, El. Nothing is going to happen to me."

"I know." Elliot breathed before kissing her forehead and pulling her to his chest. He looked at Cragen. "You know what I want to do."

Cragen sighed and put his hands in his pockets. "You aren't doing it alone."

"I'll go with him. After what he just said, I would be more than happy to watch." Nick volunteered.

Cragen nodded. "I don't know a thing." He headed back for his office, file in hand, going to get the video from the interrogation.

Nick was about to go into the interrogation room when Elliot stopped him. "Hold on. Before we bring him out, I want Olivia out of site. The next time he sees her, I want him to know she's mine." He gritted out before kissing Olivia's head. "Go to the break room and don't come out until we're in the bathroom." Olivia nodded before pecking his lips and leaving, needing something to ease her nerves.

"I'll go with her." Amanda offered before hurrying off after Olivia.

Nick looked at Elliot. "Excuse?"

"He slipped and fell onto the toilet seat." Elliot smirked darkly before they both went in, offering Walter a bathroom, which he happily took. They slowly walked into the bathroom. When Walter was inside, Elliot looked around outside making sure Olivia wasn't in site. He went back into the bathroom and saw Walter looking in the mirror.

"You guys could be much happier with women if you do what I do." Walter smiled before heading for one of the stalls. Before he could go in, a hand clasped his bicep and turned him around. Elliot's fist collided with his jaw before he fell to the floor. "What the hell man?! You just hit me!"

"Nick." Elliot smirked.

Nick smirked back and looked down at Walter. "I didn't see a thing."

After a few more punches, Nick and Elliot brought him out and put him in the cage. Olivia and Amanda were sitting at their desks. Elliot made his way over to Olivia, making sure Walter was watching. Olivia smiled brightly at him. He grinned back, feeling much better after getting his anger out. "Hey baby!" Olivia greeted him.

"Hey baby!" Elliot smiled before pecking her lips. "Sorry about earlier."

"El, that's our job. Besides, angry Elliot can get interesting." Olivia smirked, adjusting his tie. She looked into his eyes and kissed his nose. "Are you done with everything?"

"I think so, why?" Elliot asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Before he could say anymore, his coat was flung on him and Olivia was up, in her coat, and her purse hanging on her arm. "I want to go, see my kids, see my grandkids, and sleep on something that doesn't smell like gun residue and coffee." Elliot chuckled, putting on his jacket and leaving the precinct with his wife.

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