Story: Elliott Stable's Sister (black sheep of the family) (chapter 9)

Authors: sneekie

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Chapter 9

Dylan was pumped she waited anxiously for Sonya to get back.

“well and.” She pleaded with Sonya

“Well…..” paused Sonya enjoying Dylan pain “I have the contracts ready for you guys to sign.”.

Dylan threw her arms around Sonya and screamed. “The other guys will be ecstatic, god it’s like a dream everything happening right, my career, getting my family back and Elliot.”

Sonya scoffed at this name.“Hey please don’t mention that name Dylan.” Groaned Sonya

“Hey c’mon you should be happy we’ve worked things out

“Oh yeh until you do something he won’t like then it’s back to the war zone.”

“No I’m gonna make it work. We are all spending Christmas together….what you think about that.”

“Dylan” Sonya called

“They cancelled their holiday to spend it with me.” Gloated Dylan

“Well that’s a shame cos my dear you won’t be here.”

Dylan eyes widened “what…..why.”

“The record company will be sending you guys west coast the week leading into Christmas, then New Year you will have people taking over your life, interviews, concerts, travelling….Christmas will not be happening for us this year.” Sonya stepped towards Dylan but she stepped back

“But I can come home just for that day.” Begged Dylan

Sonya shook her head “no” she said firmly

Dylan flew into one of her Stabler fits

“Calm down Dylan…..there will be other Christmases, and if Elliot is on the level he will understand and support you. Jeez girl one step away that all it is.”

“But they gave up their holiday.” Whined Dylan

“Well that’s too bad, it’s your time to shine girl.” Sonya stroked Dylan’s face “Soon everyone going to know who Dylan Cole is.”

Dylan felt anxious instantly and walked away from Sonya “Yeh and how long until they find out about Jess Stabler.”

“Look everyone likes a bad girl, we can work it to our advantage.” Scoffs Sonya

“Sonya this doesn’t just affect me, there’s Elliot, Kathy and their kids don't know anything about my past and I’d like to keep it that way.”

“Dylan don’t lose sight now….you also have to think about the other members of the group they are in it just as deep and they all have demons to hide.” Sonya changed tact and tone “We have all sacrificed for you but I guess its all about Elliot now.”

“Fuck you” spits Dylan

“Yeh well you walk out on this now and it’s you who’s fucked.” Sonya took a deep breath to calm “the contract signing is tomorrow at 11.00am, think about it. I’m sure Elliot will understand.” She left Dylan on her couch confused.

Earlier in the night Dylan rang the buzzer and a familiar voice answered

“Olivia it’s Dylan I need to talk to someone.” Dylan sounding desperate

“Don’t you have a performance in an hour.” Came Olivia’s sarky tone

“Olivia please.” Whined Dylan

Olivia buzzes her up and opened the door “What have you done.” She groaned

Dylan filled Olivia in on her dilemma with Elliot, missing Christmas for career.

“Dylan this is your life, not your brothers, make your own decision.” She said curtly

“But he will be disappointed.” Whined Dylan

“Well I guess it doesn’t matter what decision you make someone is going to be disappointed aren’t they.” Growled Olivia

“Well thanks for your help.” Spat Dylan sarcastically

“I don’t know what you want from me Dylan, talk to Elliot.” Snapped Olivia and opened the door for Dylan to leave.

Kathy opened the front door “Dylan it’s after midnight why aren’t you at work….what is wrong.” Trying to read the strained expression on Dylan’s face

“I need to speak to Elliot.” Said Dylan cagey like.

“Ok I’ll get him, come in.” she offered

“Umm I’ll wait out here.”

Kathy went upstairs and woke Elliot “something’s wrong…she’s not herself Elliot.”

“Shit…ok.”

Elliot opened the door to find his sister sitting on the front step.

“Hey come inside.”

Dylan started to fidget but stayed on the porch “Elliot I need to talk.”

“well only if you come in cos I’m not standing out here in my shorts for the neighbourhood to see, and it’s cold.”

Dylan gives in and paces the Stabler’s living room. “Dylan what’s happened…..are you in some kind of trouble.”

Dylan stopped pacing and looked away “Dylan have you taken something.”

Dylan shot a look at her brother “No I haven’t taken anything Elliot for christ sake” growls Dylan

“Shhhh Dylan keep your voice down….then will you tell me.” Elliot concerned

Dylan rubs a hand nervously through her hair then sits down next to him “I have to sign the contract tomorrow, well today now.”

Elliot scoffed lightly “Oh and you are a little apprehensive….you could have just phoned….earlier.” he said calmly

“It’s not that simple.” Whined Dylan

Elliot folded his arms “ok then explain it

“If I sign the contract.” Started Dylan

“If…… what do you mean if.” Elliot interrupted

“Elliot….if I sign this bloody contract I will be giving them 2 years of my life to this company, they will dictate everything I do, say, when and where I go.” And put her head in her hands

“Alright well that’s life…everyone works for someone….I don’t see the problem.” Getting agitated.

Dylan gets put off by his tone “It means brother I won’t be here for Christmas.” And waited for it to sink in.

“what….”

“they, the record company will be moving me to California in a few days and then my life is not my own.” She looks at him with a pained expression

“I see well if that’s what is to happen.” Said Elliot confidently

“Elliot I don’t think I can do it.”

“Dylan….this is what you have worked for…it’s in your reach take it.” Urged Elliot

“but I don’t want to give up this….us. I wanted so bad to be with you this Christmas.” Dylan close to tears

Elliot grabbed his sister’s hand “Dylan there will be other Christmases I’m sure, it’s not the end of the world.” comforts Elliot

“But…Maureen, Dickie will be so disappointed.” Dylan starting to cry

“Yes and they will get over it,  Dylan I don’t see the problem…..do you want this contract.” Asks Elliot

Dylan shrugs uncertain.

Eliot squeezes Dylan’s hand and lowered his voice “Jess you have a chance to do what you’ve worked so hard for…..we can take a back seat.”

“Elliot…” cries Dylan

“No Jess…listen to me take the contract it’s the right thing to do.”

Elliot hugs his sister “I’ll get a pillow and blanked and you can stay tonight.”

“No…I’m gonna go home.”

“Jess…I mean Dylan no.”

“I’ll be fine I just needed to talk to you…I thought you would be angry.”

“I’m proud.” And reluctantly watches Dylan leave

Dylan tanked up leans on the buzzer until it’s answered

“It’s me…Dylan I really need to talk.” She slurred

“Dylan it’s nearly two am….go home.” Growls sleepy Olivia

“Please Olivia……” then hears the door released

Dylan staggers to Olivia’s apartment and was greeted angrily

“Dylan what the hell is wrong.” Sees Dylan’s condition and helps her to the couch

“Oh Olivia I can’t do it…I just can’t” cries Dylan

Olivia put her arm around the distraught visitor

“Did you see Elliot”

Dylan nods

“And he was upset I take it.” And strokes Dylan’s tear stained face.

“No….” choked out Dylan “He wants me to take the contract.”

Olivia was now confused “So what’s the problem then.”

“Jessica Stabler is the problem.”

Olivia unsure at the remark

“Will people be able to find out about my past Olivia?”

“Yes Dylan… freedom of information people will have access to some of your criminal records.

Dylan just groaned and let her head drop back against the couch “I can’t put my family through it, not again…..” she yells in frustration

Olivia got to her feet and pulled Dylan up “Cmon lets get you to bed.”

Dylan dazed “Oh I don’t think I could manage sex.” She said innocently

Olivia chuckled “it wasn’t an invitation. You just need sleep.” She undressed her drunken visitor and put her to bed, then slips in next to her.

Olivia stirs later, rolls over and realizes the other side of the bed is empty. She looks at the clock reading 4am. Olivia moved to the side of the bed and noticed her gun missing from the side table “Fuck” she hisses. She put on some clothes and raced into the living room finding Dylan curled up on the couch writing.

“Where is my gun.” Demanded Olivia

Dylan looks up and shrugs her shoulders

Olivia snapped “Don’t be silly about it.’ Now panicked

Dylan put her writing down “Well have you checked your pants…it’s probably still on the belt.”

Olivia went back to her room and searched her pants. She returned to the living room sheepishly “Umm I’m sorry I forget to take it off.” And laughed nervously

“That’s ok you get used to being accused.”

“No it was wrong….I’m sorry Dylan. Are you still having trouble with the decision?”

Dylan nodded “Yes so now I’m down to writing out the Pros and Cons. Mum always said a decision that can’t be reached can be decided by weighing up the Pros and Cons.”

Olivia sat down next to Dylan. She was intrigued as Elliot never talks about his parents.

“So far the Pros for taking the contract out weight the Cons.” Finished off Dylan

“Well guess your mother was right.’ Said Olivia happily

“Not necessary I drew up a similar list for killing my father and the Pros won.”

Olivia ears rang from the information, her jaw dropped, Dylan noticed and chuckle at Olivia reaction..

“Oops I guess Elliot never told you.”

“Elliot never talks about his side of the family.”

“Not surprising……he always thought he was adopted.’ Dylan laughs “And no wonder, mother was an alcoholic, me the drug addict and father….a child molester.” The words hung

Olivia felt winded “Oh jeezus.” Oliva shook her head in case she was still asleep “Dylan have you taken anything.”

Dylan shook her head and laughed “Oh it would have been so easy to do….but it didn’t make it go away back then…won’t do any good now.”

“Does Elliot know.” Olivia surprised

“Yeh he knows…it’s what started the rot between us.” Dylan’s eyes glazed at the thought and Olivia grabbed her hand for reassurance.

“You don’t have to.”

Dylan looked into Olivia’s eyes “It’s time I told someone.”

“My father first came into my room when I was only eight and it lasted a few nights. It started again when I was 12. The bastard stole my virginity, my youth and most of my life to date. I told Elliot but he didn’t believe me, called me a liar. When I was 14 I was having sex with my substitute teacher, Elliot found out and knocked him around. I laughed and told Elliot that the guy didn’t teach me anything our father hadn’t already done to me.” Dylan dropped her eyes “Then Elliot hit me.”

Oliva gasped and Dylan quickly stuck up “It was only that once, he has never laid a hand on me since. Father stopped for a while but once Elliot got into the police force and moved out it started again. I got into drugs, fights, I was out of control. I remember my 18th birthday I was on a bender and passed out on my bed. I woke up to find my father on top and inside me.” Tears where falling as Dylan painfully continued her story

“I froze…..I felt so helpless and as he finished I pushed him off and then kicked him repeatedly. The police were called and I was arrested.”

Dylan took a breath to gain composure before continuing.

“One night Elliot called over while he was on patrol to talk to mum about my behaviour and the conditions of my probation. He told her I was delusional and needed to see a shrink because of the stories I made up. He went to the toilet and left his gun on the kitchen table. I took the gun out of the holster and went into the TV room and faced my father. I fired two shots, only one hitting him in the shoulder. My own brother had to arrest me, I costed him his promotion.”

“He and Kathy were just married and they had to take out a loan to pay for my legal fees, rehab visits. Elliot even paid Sonya to keep me safe while I was inside. He was afraid if the other girls found out he was a cop they’d kill me.”

Olivia felt sickened she didn’t know what to say.

“I got out a few years back, got my life together, finally got my family back and now I have a fork in the road. Do I choose family or career? I can’t decide. I have worked so hard for this career and to be apart of a loving family I just didn’t expect it to happen all at once.” Laughed Dylan “I guess I’ve got everything but the girl.”

Olivia went red from embarrassment “You have been through a lot, it’s expected that you come out with scars. Some girls don’t make it.”

Dylan smiled “Yes I tried that road….wasn’t successful.”

“Yes well the ones that really want the help are usually unsuccessful in taking their lives. Dylan what ever you decide make sure it’s what you want, not your brother, not Sonya…..but what Dylan Stabler wants.”

Olivia strokes Dylan’s face and Dylan giggles nervously “well now you know my family’s dirty little secrets. I’m a walking disaster zone Olivia, even now I still feel like I’m losing my grip on reality, but I can cope with it better these days.”

Olivia gives Dylan a hug and strokes her face tenderly “You still need more time to heal, I know someone that can help you through this. And of course I’m always here”.

“Thanks Olivia, you must be great at your job.” Smiles Dylan

Olivia smiles “I can relate, sort of.” Olivia confesses her mother’s rape and that she was the product of it.

Now that they had shared their personal scars Dylan got to her feet

“Look I should go…you have work in a few hours.” and goes to leave. Olivia takes her hand and pulls her near.

“Don’t go.” She half whispers. She runs a hand through Dylan’s hair, then leans in and gently kisses Dylan. Dylan tension melted as she leans into Olivia’s chest and returns the kiss. It turns passionate but controlled and end up back in the bedroom.

They slowly explore each other’s body, touching, caressing and kissing. Olivia was gentle, wanting Dylan to feel no pressure. Olivia breaks and rolls Dylan onto her back looking into her eyes. Nothing was said and Dylan touched Olivia’s face, while her body craved for Olivia’s touch.

Olivia moved around Dylan’s body, her mouth the guide. Her body was alive to Olivia’s lips, it had been a long time since she allowed a woman to make love to her. Olivia still moved her lips down, never leaving Dylan’s body. Dylan watched her movements, her body starting to shake in anticipation. She closed her eyes and Olivia’s tongue slowly worked into Dylan, lapping at her sweetness. Dylan instinctively rests her hand on Olivia’s head. She grits her teeth pending her orgasm as Olivia circles her clit, flicking at it. Olivia repositions Dylan’s legs over her shoulder opening her up and slowly inserted her finger. Dylan cries out and Olivia picks up the pace. Dylan reaches her climax and in a panic calls for Olivia. Olivia quickly surfaces, holds and comforts Dylan as she shakes and sobs then eventually drifting off to sleep.

Dylan woke and saw Olivia attaching her gun to her belt. Dylan sits up and reached for her clothes. Olivia sat down next to her

“Hey…stay….get some more sleep.” Offered Olivia

“Na I should go….you’ve got work.”

Olivia kissed Dylan as a distraction then pushes her back down

“No I insist, it’s ok really.” Olivia pulls the blanket up and strokes Dylan’s face “Call me and let me know how it goes.”

“really…why.’ Asked Dylan with surprise at Olivia’s sudden interest

“because I want to know…..and that you’re ok too.”

“Olivia I don’t think.” But Olivia puts a finger to her lips to quieten her. She left and Dylan drifted back to sleep.

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