PTSD.

Chapter 7. Breakdown.

Elliot's POV.

Olivia was only getting worse since the hearing. Maybe she was better off not being able to testify. That soon changed when Barba called and said that the jury decided that although she's unstable, she's fully competent. That's when I knew I needed to be prepared.

It was the day of trial and I was probably more nervous than Olivia was. I knew I had to be there for her so I brushed it off and told her everything would be fine.

At trial Ben Tucker (Ed's nephew) was really going too far.

"Detective Benson is it true that you had sex with the defendant?" he asked.

"No!" Liv yelled and I knew it was getting to her. "Rape isn't sex" she said calming herself down.

"Did the defendant rape you?"

"No you did!" Olivia yelled in tears.

"Me?" he laughed and she stood up and got down of the stand.

"You. You raped me every night for 18 months. You're pathetic you couldn't even get it up 90% of the time but that didn't stop you from using your hands or whatever you could find!" she yelled.

"Yeah and you loved it" he whispered pulling her in close. I got up off my chair and ran to her. I punched Ben in the face and held Olivia close. Two cops came in and took him away but Olivia was still caught up in her trance, she was having a breakdown.

"LEMME GO! GET OFF OF ME!" she screamed, struggling in my arms.

"Hey shhh...easy. It's OK, you're safe now" I whispered.

"No! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!" she said breaking free of my grasp and running out of the courtroom. I chased her but she was fast. I kept going until I lost her. This was not good....

Sorry I had writers block on this one.. Do you guys even want me to continue? Lemme know!!!