Missing.
Chapter one.
Elliot returns to work, after a long day yesterday he heads to the elevator, not quite ready for the day ahead. He goes directly to the 5th floor, were the special victims squad room is located. The elevator comes to a standstill and the doors open at the 5th floor, he steps out of the elevator and heads towards the double doors that lead to the squad room.
"Morning" Elliot grumbles. He pauses, and looks around.
"Where's Liv?" He asks Fin with deep concern.
"Don't know, haven't seen her since last night mate, she stayed quite late last night" Fin replies.
"How late?" Elliot asks as he sits down on the edge of his desk.
"till' about half eleven" Fin replies as he heads towards the coffee jug and pours himself and Elliot a mug of coffee."Anyway what's with the interrogation about Liv?" Fin asks Elliot as e hands him a mug of coffee.
"Nothing, just wondering why she isn't here, it's not like her to not turn up without calling me at the very least... anyway I've got some paper work to get on with" Elliot replies heading towards his desk, and sitting at his desk scratching his head in slight confusion.
"I'm headed off anyway" Fin almost mumbles as he lets out a slight yawn, he grabs his coat from his desk and turns off his computer. "Munch will be in soon, but for now it looks like it's just you...early-bird!"
"Okay, see you later... oh and Fin, let me know if you hear from Liv will you?"
"Yeah sure" Fin replies as he heads out of the squad room, through the double doors and towards the elevator.
Elliot grabs a pen and gets a handful of folders out of his desk draw, and makes a start on his paperwork.
Tiresomely Elliot keeps working, the pen staying in contact with the paper, concentrating. Grabs his mug for a swig of coffee, but he finds there's no more left. Almost throwing his pen onto his open file he heads to the coffee jug and pours himself a mug. Then he swizzles round in a hurry and shouts over to Liv's empty desk "Liv you want some co..." he cut himself off, realising that Liv isn't there. He turns back to the coffee jug table, leaning forward and placing his hands on the table and sighs deeply. This wasn't just an ordinary sigh. It had meaning. He stands up and picks his mug up and returns to his desk full of paperwork. He looks at the clock.."It's it's half two in the afternoon and still no word from Liv this is weird" he thought to himself.
On that note munch walks in with a bag of donuts under his arm and a newspaper and fin following behind.
"Elliot... good afternoon my friend and where is Olivia today?" Munch exclaims boldly.
"I don't know, that's what I'm going to find out, cover for me will you?" Elliot replies.
"Still no word from her I take it?" fin says in his usual calm and crisp voice walking towards his desk.
"No. still no word I'm going to go and check her place" Elliot mumbles, he closes his folders and puts them back in the draw and grabs his coat, badge, gun, mobile and car keys. "I'll be on my cell if you need me".
Before anyone could answer Elliot was out of the bull pen and walking
Towards the elevator, he presses the down button and gets in. Once the doors close he pulls his phone out of his pants pocket and rings Olivia. The phone rings twice, three times, four, five.. There's no answer, as the elevator is nearing the ground floor he leaves a quick voice message "Hi Liv its El where are you, you've missed your shift, iv rung your home phone and mobile" his murmur increases to a firm concerned shout. "Pick up Liv!" his voice returns to a calm whisper. "I'm worried, this isn't like you, I'm coming over." He hangs up and slides his phone back into his pocket. The elevator came to a standstill. And the doors gradually opened.
Elliot walked to the car, got in and starts the engine. He heads to Liv's apartment, he calls Kathy on the way to tell her that he will be late, that something has 'popped up', bluntly lying to his protective wife.
He arrives at Liv's apartment building...he goes and checks the parking garage for her car. It's still there. He heads upstairs to the 4th floor and walks down the corridor to apartment 4E. Olivia's apartment. But sees that the door is open. He thinks to himself as his walk turns into a jog "This isn't right, something is wrong. Liv doesn't leave her door open for any reason". He spots blood, smeared on the floor his jog turns to a run, he grabs his gun from his holster and cautiously enters the apartment.
THUD!
Something hard and heavy hits Elliot on the back of his head. He drops to the floor instantly.
What seems to be a few hours later Elliot starts to gain conciseness. Everything is blurry, his head throbbing. Startled he looks around and struggles, pulling at the cuffs securing him to the chair. His cuffs.
"Liv" Elliot murmurs. Its Olivia she is opposite him, she's cuffed too... Struggling, hopeless. Overpowered.
"El!" Liv cries. She's pale, weak.
"What happened? You're bleeding. Who done this, where is he?" Elliot cried, tugging at the cuffs.
"He cut me, El where were you?" Liv weeps.