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Chapter Two-Hundred-Eighty-Three



“So what’s going to happen to me and Rose?” Conner asked Detective Stabler, as he, Rosalie, and Aaron sit in a private room at his station in a room where he normally interrogates people from, but the four of them are instead eating Mc Donalds. Aaron was told the entire story, and though he’s very pissed off at Conner for lying to him and at himself for doubting Stacy he decided he would still remain by his friend’s side.


“You are going to stay in the Orphanage.”


“I know that part,” Conner replied, giving him a look that he would understand.


“What about Uncle Max?” Rosalie spoke up. “Aren’t we gonna stay with him anymore Conner?” Conner sighed, and rubbed his temples. God does he hate lying to her. And now she is going to find out he’s been lying to her all along. Detective Stabler suddenly looked toward the one way window, and the door opened and Olivia walked in.


“Rose, how about you come eat your dinner with me while your brother talks with Elliot. Would you like that?” Rosalie looked at Conner then, and Conner gave her an encouraging smile.


“Kay…” Rosalie replied, and she got up as Olivia helped her gather up her Happy Meal, and she led the little girl out of the room, closing the door behind her.


“Why did we have to do that? I don’t want to lie to her anymore,” Conner asked, his eyes full of pain.


“It’s just for now Conner, I promise. You and I need to get things straightened out first, and then the two of you can have your own brother and sister time. I think that would be better for her anyway. A lot less scarier.” Conner nodded quietly.


“Okay…”


“To answer your question…you are going to stay in the Orphanage like we planned.”


“Yes, but how are we going to keep a raging Sean from killing me, is the important question here.”


“You aren’t going to tell him you’ve converted sides.”


“Well, he’s going to know once I suddenly move out of Max’s apartment and into the Orphanage. That’s going to rise suspicion.”


“Yes I know. That is why you are going to tell him and this Max guy that you’ve just moved into the Orphanage because it would be a lot easier for you to do your job if you were closer to Aaron and Ashley 24/7.” Conner raised his eyebrow, but otherwise didn’t say a word, waiting for the Detective to explain. “You’re going to tell them that we found out you’re an Orphan. That we pushed you into telling us that your parents were dead and you’ve been taking care of your sister this whole time. We don’t know however, that you are working with Sean but we want you to move into the Orphanage. So you’re going to go along with us to shut us up and go under cover as an orphan.”


“But not really…” Conner trailed off.


“No, not really. The truth is, you will be working under cover for us pretending that you’re still on Sean’s side.” Conner narrowed his eyes.


“How is that supposed to keep Rosie and I safe? Sean is not a stupid man, he is going to find out I’m double-crossing him and then I’m a dead man.”


“You will be heavily supervised by me and a bunch of other detectives. We are not going to let him hurt either one of you Conner I promise you.”


“Why me? Why do I have to do this?


“Because you’re the one in contact with the man we’re trying to capture.” Conner sat back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.


“It’ll be a hell of a lot better then being on his side. At least you know we aren’t going to turn around and kill you and or Rosalie if you make the slightest bit of a mistake and piss us off. At least we’re promising you that you will be safe.”


“You aren’t keeping me safe, you’re basically throwing me back into the lion’s den.”


“With heavy protection! Conner we have people going under cover for us all the time.”


Professionals!”


“You were so willing to work with him before,” Aaron spoke up for the first time, trying to keep his voice even. “All you have to do is keep the act up and you’ll be fine. You are pretty good at it after all.”


“I already told you I didn’t have a choice. I was only doing it to keep Rose and me safe. My parents left me in Sean’s care; there was nothing I could do. I didn’t want any of this.” Conner explained, avoiding eye contact with Aaron.


“So while you and Rosalie are ‘safe and snug’ under the bad guy’s care, meanwhile you’re endangering me and not to mention my future sister in law. That doesn’t sit too well with me Conner.”


“I’m sorry,” Conner insisted, and Aaron could hear the sincerity in his voice but he isn’t letting him off that easy. “I’m really sorry,”


“I trusted you. I fought with my girlfriend for you – I stuck up for you, and told her she was jumping to conclusions when she was right all along.”


“I told you that I’m sorry, I don’t know what else I can do to make it up to you. You don’t know how bad I’ve felt for the past month having to do this! Especially when I got too close to you, and with Angel hitting on me all the time and trying to avoid her because I didn’t want to hurt her…and the fact that I didn’t want to do this in first place has been really hard on me.”


“Oh don’t worry Angel will not be a problem for you anymore,” Aaron stated firmly.


“Yeah, I’m sure she is going to hate me too when she finds out about this. I don’t blame her…”


“Even if she doesn’t it still doesn’t matter because I forbid her to date you. You’ve lost my trust…and whether you ever get it back, I don’t know but you can start by helping Detective Stabler catch the bastard who is after my future sister in law.” Conner’s face fell at Aaron’s words. I forbid her to date you. That was like a slap in the face to him, but he will admit that he deserves it. He really does care about Angel though…


“Okay…” Conner replied softly, and he looked at Detective Stabler.


“I’ll do it.” The look on Aaron’s face softened then. He likes Conner, he does. But he isn’t going to let him off that easy; there’s no way. He feels used and hurt and the kid put him in danger. It’s going to take awhile before he finds it in his heart to forgive. And he sure as hell isn’t letting him near Angel either. He doesn’t care if he tried real hard not to hurt her. Did he think that hurting her twin wouldn’t affect her at all? Sure him and Angel fight a lot, but anyone who knows them, knows that when you mess with one twin you’ve messed with them both. Angel is his other half and if anything ever happened to either one of them, the other would be deeply affected.



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“Conner still wasn’t there when you got back to the Orphanage?” Sean asked curiously, as he paced the living room that he, Max, and Trevor were currently sitting in.


“Nope. I saw Brooke come back but neither Aaron or Conner were with her.” Sean narrowed his eyes, becoming suspicious.


“And he’s not answering his phone…where has the little shit gone to?”


“He is probably just out doing his job Sean,” Trevor spoke up from his perch on the couch. “Be rational. At least he is with Aaron like you wanted him to be.”


“I don’t know, I have a bad feeling. The kid has been absolutely devious and ungrateful as of yet if you remember his threat earlier Trev.”


“First of all…sit down before you burn a hole in the carpet.”


“I can’t.”


“Then let me help you,” Trevor replied, rolling his eyes and he reached out, grabbed hold of Sean’s wrist and yanked him down next to him. Sean scowled and hugged his legs to his chest.


“Now. How about you relax and breathe? Like I said, I’m sure he is just out having fun with Aaron like a friend of Aaron’s is supposed to do. He’s doing his job, let him be.”


“I don’t like being kept out of the loop for very long, it makes me nervous.”


“I know,” Trevor replied calmly, and he intertwined their fingers together. “I’ve gone under cover for you before, Believe me I know how impatient you are. But I’m telling you I’m sure he is just out having fun with Aaron and there isn’t anything to worry about.” Sean glowered at his lover, hating how easily he can calm him down, yet at the same time the good guy in him that his daughter so rudely awoken loves it. He feels like he is Dr. Jeykll and Mr. Hyde except the roles are reversed. He’s the bad guy and the good guy is possessing him. And it’s confusing the hell out of him.


“What’s going on with Ashley?” Trevor asked, changing the subject, and the Mr. Hyde in Sean suddenly became full of hatred, shoving Dr. Jeykll out of the way and taking over again. He likes it when Mr. Hyde takes over. It’s familiar to him.


“Oh yeah, that’s what I wanted to discuss. I think we should find a way to bug her bedroom.”


“Why?” Sean asked, suddenly intrigued.


“You know that baby I was telling you about? The one that she is taking care of now?”


“Mhm. That baby is going to be without a caregiver once I get my hands on her, so I don’t know why they bothered giving her that job in the first place,” Sean growled.


“And does that affect you at all?” Trevor asked, honestly wanting to know. “That baby?”


“No, I could careless about that little brat” Sean insisted, Mr. Hyde managing to shove Dr Jeykll back even further before he could intervene again. “What about her?” he added, turning his attention on Max, ignoring Trevor’s frown. He will not let Trevor bring out the best in him again. He hates Trevor for doing so. He hates Trevor for making him feel so uncomfortable, yet so…so…good at the same time. He hates him. What he hates the most is the fact that he can’t stand that frown on his lover’s face. He can’t stand the fact that he wants nothing more then to attack him with endless kisses until he feels so much better. He hates the fact that he feels this powerful urge to take Trevor’s troubles away because it pains him to see him in pain. Why should it pain him though? He is a very dangerous man. He doesn’t feel anything. He forgot how to feel when he was four years old. And he remembers exactly why. Because his father’s beatings hurt him too much and he didn’t want to feel anymore. He learned to just take it like the man his father wished he would be. He hated his father very much. He hated his mother for leaving him with his father, and he hated the whole damn world for existing.


“Well Ashley practically pours her soul out to that baby,” Max explained. “Like the baby were a diary or something. She tells her everything.”


“Everything?” Sean snapped. “Define everything.”


“Well, she hasn’t said anything about you yet” Max reassured. “Nothing worth repeating, but it’s only a matter of time.”


“There’s no way we’ll be able to bug her room,” Trevor put in.


“Why not?” Sean snapped somewhat, causing Trevor to flinch slightly and he eyed his lover cautiously.


“How would we get in there Sean?” Trevor asked softly, immediately making Sean feel guilty for letting his hatred affect him so much that he would snap at his Trevor. Guilty…what the hell am I feeling guilty for? What is wrong with me…?


“Conner,” Sean answered. “We’ll have him do it.”


“Why is it so important that we hear her spilling her guts to a baby?” Trevor asked. “What is the baby going to do about it?”


“It’ll just be for the fact that we’ll be hearing her at all. It could help us form a plan on how we’re going to grab her.”


“That’s what Max is for. Besides, they have cameras all over the place Max already has to watch where he goes. How are they not going to see Conner sneaking into their bedroom?”


“We could have Ellie do it,” Max replied.


“No,” Sean replied, his eyes immediately flaring. “We’re not using my daughter.”


“Then Trevor is right, we have no way of getting in there.”


“Fine,” Sean growled, and Trevor placed a hand on his shoulder, only to have him move away. “Well we have to grab Ashley somehow.”


“I think after Christmas would be the best time,” Trevor replied.


“Me too,” Max added. “When things settle down again.”


“Wouldn’t the hustle and bustle make it all the more easier though?” Sean asked.


“She’s been very clingy with Nick lately,” Max replied. “She’s been an emotional wreck. Between the two of them breaking up, you shooting her in the arm, the stupid Backstreet Boys manager almost molesting her again, and the holiday itself has made them extra lovey dovey. It might be easier when things settle down and they start doing stuff apart again.” Sean nodded, and he looked directly at Max.


“Any ideas on how to go about grabbing her?”


“I’ll be able to do it myself very easily depending on what they’re doing that day.” The three of them sat there making plans for an hour, and then when they finished, Max spoke up.


“Are you going to write back to Ellie? She’s been expecting a response.” Refusing to think back to that letter and feel whatever it is that Elenore had him feeling, Sean glowered, fighting really hard to hold onto Mr. Hyde.


“Ellie who? I have no fucking daughter,” he replied, standing up again. “Just tell the brat to mind her own business,” he added, and he stormed up the stairs and a second later they heard the door slam hard behind him and Trevor flinched. Max raised his eyebrow and Trevor sighed heavily.


“I’ll write the letter…and then you can be on your way so I can go bring Dr Jeykll out from hiding again.”


“Okay,” Max replied, and Trevor got up, grabbed a notepad and pen and he began writing down what he knows his lover would say.


Ellie,

Don't you go worrying about me I can take care of myself. You just stick close to that Backstreet Boy I left you with or you will FOR SURE get that spanking that Max threatened you with! You KNOW better, Young Lady! I am willing to kill for you, but I will NOT kill everyone in this world for you, Elenore! So please do as you are told & stay safe! I will NOT have you getting killed by assholes just because you decide you're bored & want to break rules! And I will take great care not to die on you. I don't plan on doing so myself. I even have a doctor here with me, whom I'm sure you already know. Also, why must you insist on writing me? You should hate me for what I've done - how can you not? I still hate my father. Anyways, just be GOOD & NOT so damned impulsive! I do NOT wish to have to teach you a lesson. Stay safe!

~Sean...Daddy~




When he finished he ripped the paper from the notepad, folded it up and wrote Ellie on the front of it, before handing it over to Max. Max put it in his pocket, waved goodbye to Trevor and left the house closing the door behind him. Trevor sighed heavily, and looked upstairs where Sean had run off. He knows exactly what is going on, and he’s known ever since Sean had snapped at him. He saw the battle in his eyes. He is fighting with Dr. Jeykll and Mr. Hyde. Suddenly he heard a crash upstairs and Trevor groaned, before hurrying up there. When he reached the bedroom, he yanked the door open and saw that Sean had thrown a picture frame against the wall and the frame was now lying on the floor in pieces with the picture lying in the middle of it all. He doesn’t even have to look at it to know that it’s a picture of his father. He’s been carrying that one frame around with him for years to remind him just exactly what he is angry at.


“Sean…”


“GO AWAY!”


“Sean please…” Trevor pleaded, but then realized he wasn’t even looking at him. He is looking at the destroyed picture frame scattered all over the floor. “GO AWAY, AND LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!!” he shouted, before going over and grabbing the desk chair and flinging it across the room and hitting it against the wall as well. “I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU SO MUCH!”


“SEAN, STOP!” Trevor shouted, and he went over and grabbed hold of the angry man’s arms before he could grab anything else to throw. He turned him around to face him, and Sean pushed him away forcefully. “GO AWAY, I HATE YOU!!” he shouted once again, but this time he really was directing the words at Trevor.


“No you don’t,” Trevor insisted, once again going to grab him, but Sean swung his fist and connected it with Trevor’s jaw. “YES I DO! I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH FOR DESTROYING MY LIFE! I WISH YOU WOULD JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” he shouted, tears rolling down his cheeks, his eyes blazing with hatred. Trevor managed to grab hold of both of Sean’s hands and he shoved him back to the bed, pinned him down and crawled on top of him so he is straddling him. He pinned his hands to the bed making it downright impossible for him to move. “It is NOT me you are angry at Sean Ellerbee, it is your FATHER!” He demanded fiercely, his own eyes full of anger, but not at him. Not really. “So go ahead Sean, BE angry! LET it all out! It’s healthy for you and you have every right to be, but do not take it out on the only person in this world who has ever truly cared about you! You’ve taken it out on many other people, but you are NOT taking it out on me!”


“I HATE HIM!” Sean shouted through tears.


“I know.”


“I FUCKING HATE HIM SO MUCH, THAT I WISH IT WERE ME WHO KILLED HIM! THAT’S HOW MUCH I FUCKING HATE HIM!”


“I know,” Trevor repeated gently.


“EVERY MISERABLE THING THAT HAPPENED IN MY LIFE, HAPPENED BECAUSE OF HIM! HE IS THE REASON ALL I CAN EVER FUCKING THINK ABOUT IS REVENGE! I HATE HIM…I…I…” Suddenly overcome with emotion that Sean hasn’t felt since he was a little boy, suddenly feeling Dr. Jeykll return to his body he broke down into sobs. Trevor gently cradled Sean’s head in his hands, before resting his cheek against his forehead and he sat there holding him as he cried.


“I know, I know…” he told him softly. He sat there holding him for a long time, just letting him cry until he finally stopped, and when he did he tightened his arms around Trevor and shifted him so he was lying next to him with his cheek still rested against his forehead.


“I want to kill her Trevor,” he whispered abruptly. “I want to kill Ashley, and then Kori. I will not be at peace until I do.”


“Why Sean? Why them?” Trevor questioned, tightening his grip on him.


“Because I can,” Sean whispered, a far away look in his eyes that Trevor didn’t fail to notice. What is his lover keeping from him? Trevor pondered desperately on this question. He thought he knew everything. All about his past, all about his secrets. But does he? What else is there? Why is Sean so bent on revenge? Besides the obvious reason, his father beat him all the time. But is that the whole reason?