Pray For Me

by MariaABC

The squad finds themselves hunting down a dangerous man, who assaulted a teenager, and took his father. But the investigation turns dangerous as the man takes a family and one of Olivia's detectives hostage.

1. Chapter 1

"Fin, you and Carisi, ride down to the vic's house and get her statement." The men nodded. "Rollins and I are going to talk to Barba about the Zampetty case." Oliva walked away from the two male detectives and started to talk to Rollins.

"So what is this case?" Carisi looked from the road to the older man that was driving next to him. Fin glanced towards Sonny. "16 year old male, domestic abuse. We think from his father." The car slowed as it glided around a corner. Carisi nodded, but continued to stare out the window. The skyscrapers turned into large apartment buildings. Fin stopped at a particularly large building woth a pretty garden in the front.

Uniformed police officers lined the outside of the building, searching for any evidence or DNA that could be found. "Ima go talk to the unis, I'm not that good with that feelin' stuff, ya know?" Carisi nodded at Fin, as he continued to walk to the front door of the building. He was stopped. "Sir, I'm gonna need some identification." The tall muscular police officer stood waiting for Carisi, who pulled out his badge. "SVU."

After walking up 5 flights of stairs, Carisi was sweating through the summer heat. Room 502. "Finally," Carisi mumbled under his breath. He knocked on the door, followed by it being opened immediately. A tall ypung woman with blonde hair and grey-blie eyes opened the door. "Hi... I am Doctor Delaney Usher, and you must be the detective from SVU." Carisi held up his badge. "Detective Dominick Carisi, but you can call me Sonny." The both smiled as Delaney let the detective in. "My son, James, has bruises all over his arms, legs and abdomen." She sighed. "I got home from work and he was laying on the floor curled up in the fetal position, grabbing ar his stomach." Delaney started to walk through the beautiful apartment. "The police think it was my husband, Jeff, but I can't even imagine." She lead Sonny to a brightly lit living room containing lightly colored furniture. On the pure white couch was a tall boy, with strawberry blonde hair, and green eyes. "This is James." She turned the TV down and woke up her son. "James," she spoke softly. "Honey the detective is here." His eyes gently flustered open.

"Mom, I am fine!" He protested. Dominick saf down in front of the childs line of view. "Hello James, I am Detctive Dominick Carisi with the Special Victims Unit. Your mother asked if we could talk to you." The boy nodded barely paying attention. "Do you remember what happened to you?"

"Yeah." Carisi's blue eyes staired into his green. "This morning this guy knocked on the door, and when Dad went to open it, the guy pushed the door so hard that dad fell over." The kid paused. "Then he kicked dad and asked where the money was." Carisi shook his head. "Then he saw that I watched the whole thing and he threw me against the wall and starting kicking me." Dom watched as the boy's eyes became glassy. "Then he pocked dad up and pulled him out the door." His mother became frantic. "They took your father? How come you didn't tell me?" Melanie grabbed her son's body and wrapped herself around him. "Mom, he said I had to wait to tell, or he would kill dad."

Carisi intervened. "Ma'am we will fond this man." He turned to James. "Can you discribe this man at all? Hair color, height, maybe he had a tattoo?" James sighed. "He has short brown and grey hair. He was tall and muscular... It is my father's friend Scott."

At that his mother stood up and walked into the bathroom. Carisi finshed his talk with James and followed her. "Doctor Usher? Are you okay?" Upon approaching the bathroom, he knocked on the white painted door. "Are you okay in there?" He knocked again. This time the door opened. "I'm fine." She stated. "Is there anything else you need?" Slowly she walked out of the bathroom. She walked through the large apartment, and escorted Carisi to the door. "Yeah," he said, "who is Scott?" The woman stopped walking. "Scott Doyle. Served 7 years in prison for assault. Jeff, my husband, wanted to help him, so he hing out with Scott. I will admit that Scott has been doing better..." she sighed. Sonny stepped closer to the tall woman. She stepped backwards hitting the counter. Confused, Carisi stepped back a little. "That is enough for now, but I may need come come back later." Fearful eyes looked at the man. "Of course." She quietly replied. As she walked to the door. She opened the door with trembling hands, as she whispered "Have a nice day," to Carisi, who responded with a smile and a nod.