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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Video � Chapter 2.
An hour and a half-later Vic reached forward and switched off the video. He sat back and let out a slow breath while staring at the now thankfully blank television screen. He wanted to close his eyes for a moment but didn�t, knowing that if he did images from what he�d just seen would begin to play themselves out behind his eyes. He�d only just managed to get his rebelling stomach under control and didn�t think he could take re-living any of the details of what he�d had to watch. God, it was no wonder the cops who dealt with this sick shit all the time only lasted a couple of years before they had to be transferred out to another department. It was a fucking miracle if they could sleep at night Vic thought. He spared a glance at the man who sat next to him. The two of them had sat in perfect unmoving silence as they�d watched the video. Neither able to quite believe what they were watching aeitheither able to look away, no matter how much they�d wanted to. It was Aceveda, who broke the heavy silence that had descended on the room,
"Jesus."
He didn�t say anything else, and Vic wasn�t really sure what else there was to say. He�d seen some bad shit over the years but that tape was one of the worst. The camera had been passed from one man to the other and all three men, including Dutch�s own father, had all taken turns inflicting pain and violating the boy in the worst ways imaginable. Suddenly Vic remembered when he�d had Dutch watch the Cherrypopper tape starring Sally when he�d been trying to get information out of that evil bitch Mrs. Park. He remembered Dutch�s face draining of all it�s colour and his whispered "Oh God" as he�d stood at the back of the room and watched. Afterwards Vic had found him standing stunned, looking down into the squad room below, his expression devastated by what he�d just witnessed. He�d reassured Dutch that he�d take care of the asshole who�d done that to Sally and Dutch�s &qgoodgood" had sounded heartfelt. At the time Vic could remember thinking that Dutch was going to have to toughen up, not let the hard cases get to him so badly, not to take it so personally. Christ it was no wonder the poor guy had taken it personally, no wonder he�d looked so empty and lost after watching Sally�s ordeal.
Aceveda cleared his throat and stood up with Vic following suit. Going to the video Aceveda pulled the tape out of the machine after it had stopped re-winding and handed it to Vic.
"I�m going to go down and see if Dutch and Claudette are back yet. Go to my office and wait for me there. He should be back so I�ll bring him up with me." Aceveda told him.
Nodding Vic went to the door and opening it took a deep breath, the air-conditioned, cool air refreshing after being stuck in the stuffy room for so long. As he made his way along to Aceveda�s office he couldn�t resist taking a peek down into the busy squad room below. Sure enough there was Dutch sitting perched on the edge of Claudette�s desk the two of them deep in conversation. As he watched he saw Aceveda walk up to them. Both Claudette and Dutch looked at him questioningly; Dutch standing up as Aceveda turned to address him. Vic could see Dutch�s face take on a puzzled look as Aceveda spoke to him and as he began to follow the Captain towards the stairs he glanbackback at a concerned looking Claudette and shrugged. Vic looked away and stepping forward he opened Aceveda�s door and entered his office, putting the tape down on his desk and then stepped back to stand at the back of the room.
In a moment the door opened and Aceveda entered followed by a still puzzled looking Dutch. Turning towards him Aceveda nodded and said,
"Vic."
Dutch turned startled, as he�d not realised that Vic was in the room. When he saw him a slight frown formed on his face and he turned back to Aceveda and asked,
"What�s this about."
Sitting down behind his desk Aceveda indicated a chair and said,
"Perhaps you should sit down Dutch."
The smile on Aceveda�s face didn�t quite make it to his eyes and while sitting down it was clear that, as his frown deepened, Dutch was picking up on the high level of tension in the room. Damn Vic wished he was somewhere else, the shit was about to hit the fan and he really didn�t want to be here to witness the fallout. Vic could tell that Dutch�s nervousness was increasing, the guy wasn�t an idiot he knew that something was wrong, and Vic could almost see his mind frantically going over his actions of the past few weeks trying to find what he�d done wrong. Unable to take the silence and suspense any longer Dutch glanced quickly at Vic before looking at Aceveda and asking once again,
"What�s this about�why�s Vic here?"
Aceveda�s face took on a slightly pained expression and before he answered he looked at Vic. Vic hardened his expression making it perfectly clear to Aceveda that he was on his own, no way was he going to be the one breaking this news. Realizing that while rank had its privileges it also had its disadvantages Aceveda turned to focus his whole attention on the man sitting in front of him. The man who�s life he was about rip to shreds.
"Um�Vic and the Strike Team acting on a tip they�d received raided the home of a known paedophile this morning and found some �um tapes�child pornography tapes." He told Dutch.
While Dutch continued to look puzzled, he�d actually begun to relax. Vic assumed that he probably thought he�d been called here to offer an opinion on the motivation of the suspect or to help in the interrogation. Aceveda quickly continued, obviously wanting to get this over with as soon as possible,
"While reviewing the tapes we came across one that was made a while ago. There�s no easy way to say this Dutch but we recognised the boy on the tape�it�s you."
Silence followed Aceveda�s words. Dutch just stared at him looking like he�d just been punched in the stomach, and his eyes followed Aceveda�s when he glanced involuntarily down at the tape on his desk. Leaning forward Aceveda said,
"We know one of the men involved was your father what we need to know is�"
He got no further. Duthot hot up out of the chair so quickly he knocked it over backwards and it hit the floor with a resounding thunk. Vic moved towards Dutch his hands held out towards him when he saw Dutch stumble for a moment as if he was overcome with dizziness. Aceveda had also stood up in response to Dutch�s sudden movement. Vic stopped dead when Dutch turned towards him, the fear and panic in his eyes palpable. Dutch moved away from both of them until his back hit the window that overlooked the squad room. As he�d backed up he�d been shaking his head and Vic could see his lips moving as he whispered a near silent litany,
"No, no, no, no, no�"
Sensing that things were beginning to spin out of control Aceveda came out from behind his desk although he stood still when Dutch sidled away from him moving closer to Vic. Speaking in a calming voice he said,
"It�s ok Dutch I know this is a shock but it�ll be best if you sit back down and we can all talk about this."
Dutch looked at sha shaking his head as he stuttered out his denials,
"N...no you�re wrong�it�it isn�t me�it can�can�t be me. Just a kid that looks like me�it�it never happened�it never happened."
As he spoke Dutch looked backwards and forwards between Aceveda and Vic. His face was pale and Vic could see a slight tremble that was shaking Dutch�s whole frame. For a moment Vic wasn�t sure whom Dutch was trying to convince of the mistaken identity, him and Aceveda or himself. Hoping to help him get a grip on his emotions Vic said,
"Look Dutch the Captain�s right we need to talk about this thing. You know if it�s not you that�s fine, but we need to calm down ok?"
Dutch was staring at him as if he�d never seen him before. God knows where the guy�s head is at Vic thought. Then Aceveda made his mistake. While Dutch�s attention had been focused on Vic he�d stepped up beside Dutch and in an attempt to steer him back towards the chair to sit down he reached out his hand and grasped Dutch�s elbow. The reaction was instantaneous, Dutch cried out obviously startled and backed rapidly away from both of them towards the door,
"Don�t, don�t touch me!" He shouted, sounding panic-stricken.
Aceveda realised his mistake instantly and pausing he held his hands out apologizing,
"I�m sorry, I�m sorry Dutch I didn�t mean to startle you�just calm down ok."
However, Vic knew it was too late and he was proved correct when Dutch bolted for the door. Aceveda followed with Vic bringing up the rear but Dutch was already half way down the stairs, practically flying down them in his rush to escape. A uniform had to dodge back out the way to avoid a collision as he ran to his desk ignoring the stares and the silence that had settled over the room. Claudette turned her chair towards him as he reached his desk and yanked out a drawer so hard that he pulled it straight out of the desk and the contents scattered onto the floor. As Dutch bent down to search through the scattered contents of the drawer Aceveda called out his name, but was completely ignored. Claudette looked up at Vic and Aceveda as she stood up the bewilderment on her face plain to see. Dutch had snatched his gun and car keys up from the floor and turned towards the main doors. Claudette called out to him and laid her handhis his arm. Dutch jumped back as if her touch had burned him,
"Donquotquot; He gasped out before he turned and fled.
No one moved for a moment and Vic could see Claudette torn between chasing after her obviously upset partner and coming to confront them to find out what they�d done to produce that kind of reaction in him. She seemed to realise that with the speed Dutch was moving at she�d have no chance of catching him so she turned and still looking up at Vic and Aceveda she moved determinedly towards the stairs.
Turning around to face Aceveda Vic said grimly,
"Well that went well don�t you think."
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