I wont tell

Months after Pam's 17th birthday, her mother's health took a turn for the worst
and she wasnt her usual self. working and not sleeping took a toll on her but
she was still graduating from highschool, so atleast that was one part that
was over. Since it was spring break and all of her friends were on vacation
she stayed home and worked and took care of her family. Her raven black hair
was turning gray, at 17. her mother was concerned for her last born but Pam
just told her that she was tired and not to worry about her, just get better.
On a late sunday afternoon, her mother fainted and was rushed to the hospital
where she was diagonosed with pyneumiona and needed to be in the hospital.
Pam was crushed about her mothers illness and sad that she wouldnt be at home
but she knew that the doctors would take good care of her, better than she
could do alone.


3days later, she was in the basement doing her laundry when she heard Ray's
footsteps coming down. He came to her, "Hey." was all he ever said and started
touching her, she jerked from him and contuined to sort her clothes into the
dryer. "whats with you?" he asked. "i'm tired. i really am not in the mood
to be doing this right now." this was the first time in about 11months she has
stood up him and yet everytime she did he would beat the shit out of and take
what he wanted from her, without her consent. "I dont give a damn if your tired.
you made a deal with me and now you have to keep up your side of the bargin."
and he pinned her againsted the washer and began biting her neck and she pushed him
back into the wall. He wasnt happy about the stunt and slapped her. "bitch." her
head jerked to the side and she got her wits back and punched him and walked away,
only he lunged after her and when to town on her face. Beating her and slapping
and punching her as she bled. Pinning her legs down so she couldnt kick him he
was hurting her. "get off of me, you prick!" she screamed and spit in his face.
Wiping the spit from his face he grabbed her and picked her up and threw her into
the basement stairs and she fell back on the ground and he began kicking her in the
ribs with his steel-toed boots. She took it all in and didnt cry once. she was
used to it but it still didnt mean that it didnt hurt.

When he had gotten tired he just left her there on the floor and walked upstairs and
left the house for his poker game. Laying there, she felt defeated and broken
but she couldnt stay there, when he got back he was going to make her fuck him
and if she refused then she would be back down here again, maybe dead. Struggling
to get up she walked up the stairs to the house, and with each step she winced
with pain and held her side feeling for broken ribs. When she got to her room
she looked around for something, and thats when she saw elliot's card. Picking it
up she knew that she couldnt call him from the house so she left. Walking around
town people looked at her and asked her if she was ok, all she could muster was a
"fuck off" to everyone. Finally when she came to a pay-phone she leaned againsted
it to catch her breath. When she could breathe, she picked up the receiver and dialed
the code to use when you didnt have cash for the phone. Once the code was in she
dialed his number.

Sitting in his house reading the newspaper, the ringing phone startled him.
Walking up to pick up, he spoke. "Stabler." he heard breathing on the other end
and got irriated. "Hello?" finally she spoke. "Dectective Stabler..." her voice
was ragged with pain and agony. "Pam." he could tell her voice from others and
knew that she was introuble. "please, i need help." her voice was full of pleading
and it broke his heart to hear it. "what happened? where are you?" he asked
while picking up his jacket. "Ray, he.... please i need help. im across the street
from the velvet lounge. please.." she said and cried. "Im on my way. stay right
there." he said and hung up the phone. If that bastard had hurt her, he would never
forgive him. he would see to that he would get raped daily in prison.

Sliding down to the ground, she pulled her knees to her chest and sobbed quietly.
she knew that maybe calling him was a mistake because she didnt want to go the
hospital, she just wanted someone to help her. And she thought that maybe elliot
would, and forget his duty as a cop. It had been awhile before elliot showed up and
pulled over his car and saw her, head down and sitting on the ground. Getting out
he didnt know what to til he saw the damage that was done. walking to curb he bent
down and touched her arm, it was streaked with blood. "Pam?" he said softly and her
head came up. He was in shock, her eyes were black and blue, eyebrow was cut, lip was
busted open and her nose was bloody. "My god." he said looking in her eyes for
a part of her that was still her, he saw no sign. "Please, dont take me to the
hospital. please." her voice was full of pleading and he knew what would happen
if she did, he wasnt going to put her through it again. "Come on, i'm taking you
back to my place." he said and helped her up. the look on her face when she stood
signaled to elliot that she was hurt more places than her face. Placing her in the
car he knew that if someone saw him, then they would have him take her to the hospital
and he didnt want to, he wanted to take personal care of her.

On the drive back to his place he went slow as to not hurt her more than she was
already. he looked over at her and her face was leaned againsted the window and a
tear came down her face, she was hurting and it was the last time he would see
that she would ever be hurt again. When they arrived at his house, he stopped the car
and turned it off. "where are we?" she asked hoarsely. "my place." he said and got out
on his side and came over and opened the door to the passanger side and helped her out
and took her inside his house. looking over his shoulder many times to make sure that
nobody saw, he closed the door.

His place was homey, and comfortable. He sat her down on the couch and removed his
jacket. she clung to herself and winced when he touched her face. Walking upstairs
to his bathroom, he got his first aid kit and came back down to see that she hadnt
moved an inch. He placed the kit on the table and opened it and kneeled before her
and got a cotton ball with some perxiode on it and began cleaning her forehead.
In silence he cleaned her up and she said nothing, it was a comforting silence. "He
came down stairs, i was doing my laundry and he started kissing my neck and i was
tired and i jerked away from him. he didnt like that one bit and slapped me." her
words were soft but to hear it in compelte he stopped cleaning her face and focused
on her broken knuckles. "I punched him and walked away from him. he caught up and went
to town on my face. he had pinned me down and i fought back but not good enough. i
spit at him and he got angry and picked me up and threw into the steps of the basement
and..." her voice broke with sobs and he stopped cleaning her hands and touched her
face. She was broken in so many ways that he was surprised that she was still alive
to tell the tale. "what else happen?" he asked gently going back into cop-mode.
"he kicked me, hard in the stomach and ribs many many times." she finished and looked
down at her knees compeltely defeated. "i am so sorry, pam." he said gently and
he was. Looking up in his eyes, the sparkling blue ludded her and she knew he was
serious. "It not even the fact that he does this to me, but the fact that i cant
tell anyone because then he will hurt my mom and i rather die than let her be
hurt anymore." he blinked and responed, "you made the deal with him, didnt you?" she
nodded, "it was the only thing i could do. he was going to hurt mom and she doesnt
have a long time left, i dont want her in more pain than she is in already."

She had given away her body and spirit for the protection of her mother, it touched
him to the core. He was intoxicated with her and she was with him. Taking his hand
he ran it down her face and she closed her eyes, enjoying the touch of his hand.
She opened her eyes and looked at him, in the eyes unblinking and focused on him
every single detail. Leaning in she bent her head and placed her lips on his and he
didnt fight it or stop her, it was what she wanted to do since she last saw him
the time he and benson showed up at her house. When she broke away from his lips
there was a stillness in the air. "I'm sorry." she bent her head in shame for kissing
him. He picked up her head and kissed her. His lips were soft and his kiss was of
claiming her, she savored his lips and his taste. Pulling away, he shook his head,
"I could lose my badge for this." he whispered. Putting his face in her hands, her
eyes were dark and yet some life had come back into them and she said so softly that
he could only hear, "i wont tell." thats all he needed and he went back to recliam
her as his own. tasting her and her lips he was doing something that was forbidden
but he didnt care. He rised off the floor and pulled her into his arms, and sat next
to her on his couch, never breaking contact of her lips she unbuttoned his shirt and
slid it off his shoulders. His chest was massive and well built,he worked out and
she saw his NAVY tattoos. Running her hands down his chest elissated a groan from
his mouth, and as if in response he slid his tounge into her mouth and ran it up
and down her own. she tasted so sweet and he savored it and never broke contact from
her. After awhile, she pulled away. "what's wrong?" he breathed out searching for air
that they both were in need of from the kissing. she looked at him and caressed his
face and his head fell into her hand. "tell me you want me." she said. his head came
up and face to face he spoke, "i want you." 'tell me you love me." she said and traced
his lips with her index finger," i love you. i love you so damned bad." he said
with a thickness in his voice.

That was she needed to hear from him before she went back into his lips for more than
just a taste. They kissed hungrily for a while before she whispered into his lips,
"make love to me elliot, please." when she said this his eyes changed to a darker blue
and this is where he had to either decided to contuine or reject her. Waiting for his
answer she rejected the idea and the fact that she had asked a cop to have sex with
her, and the fact that she was much younger than him. what was she thinking? "ok." his
answer broke her from her thoughts. "i will." he said again and he kissed her again.
Taking her by the hand he led her to his bedroom, a unmade bed was between two closed
shutters and dark curtians. Her eyes scanned it and she would remember this for a long
time. He pulled her into his arms and bent down and kissed her forehead, "are you sure
you want to do this?" he asked her questionally. "i am. i want to." she said with
confendence. "i could lose my badge for this." he said and bent his head. "hey.." she
pulled his face to hers and laid a hand on his face and ran it down from his forehead
to his chin," i wont tell." she said and pulled off her muscle shirt. He stood there and saw the bruises that covered her body. "i dont want to hurt you." he said "you wont hurt me. you could never." she smiled when she said this.

Leading to the bed, she pulled him on top of her and kissed him deeply. he hadnt
changed his mind about her, he wanted her and he loved her. But still he feared that
someone might find out about what they did. Focusing back on her he touched everywhere
and fumbled with her jeans and she had already unzipped his. Standing up, he pulled
off his jeans and boxers, his body was glorious and massive. He was well built and
was packing, he was large and thick. Pulling of her own jeans and underwear, she threw them to other side of the bed. retriving the sheet she pulled over her and he rejoined
her back in his bed. On top of her he kissed and touched, she moaned as he stroked her
body and bit his bottom lip and pulled. this playfullness brought a smile to his face
and he looked at her and brushed back her hair from her face, streaks of gray
caught his eye and he saw that she was tired and aging before her time. Reaching into his bedside table drawer and pulled out a condom wrapped in gold. Sheilding himself,
he looked at her and she saw lust and want in his eyes. Reaching behind her back, she
removed her bra and placed on the floor. He eyed her breast and saw that she was not
the little girl from 3yrs ago, but a woman, a beautiful one at that. "ready.." he asked her and she nodded. He thrusted into her and she moaned out in pleasure and
in pain. he was bigger than all the men she had been with. Biting down on her lip
she gave herself to him. He looked at her in the eyes as he thrusted in and out her
and she moaned and groaned and dug her head in his pillow exposeing her neck, he bent
and kissed and licked and bit. he enjoyed watching her moan out to his kiss and his
thrust. He increased the motion and it became to hard for her and a tear came
down her face, "elliot, its to rough. elliot, stop your hurting me." she wimpered.

He heard her pleas and stopped. "Im sorry. im sorry." and he slowed down the pace
to a comfortable one for both of them. He had his head on her neck and his hands
squezzed her breast and he played with he nipples. she moaned out and he was about
to release his seed into her. Groaning and moaning his face became red and he
was persipering. "Look at me." he groaned to her and she did, staring him in the
eyes they came together in a rough moan. she threw her head back on the pillow
afterwards, looking for breath for she was empty. Falling back on to her chest, he
laid and caught his breath. "i love you." he said breathing hard and she was short
of air, the sex they shared was nothing like she had ever had. "i love you too." she
whispered and breathed deep in his scent and kissed his head. He rolled off of her and
removed the condom and she had moved to her side on the bed. closing back in on her
he saw the bruises and held her in his arms, tight. the sheet wrapped around her breast she crossed her arms on his own that held her. He kissed her shoulders, the nape of her neck and back. "he wont hurt you anymore, i promise you he wont." he said
and they laid there in a embrasse that they both wanted. he had her and would never
let her go, not tonight.

"elliot?" she said to him gently. "yes." he repiled. "i promise.... i wont tell"

*FIN*