Major Trigger warning: Rape/Suicide
Friday night, late, the average built man was pacing around his living room, his hands were sweaty, as he looked at the photo's of her on his wall. According to his charts and calculations the time for her was soon, and he was more than ready. He licked his lips as he ran his hand along one of her racier shot's he had gotten of her in the shower. He quivered with excitement as he planned his next moves.
-Jazz's bar, downtown Manhattan-
The live band was playing one of their original song's when they all walked in. It was half past eleven, and they had just closed a thirteen year old rape case, they were exhausted.
"First round's on me, everybody!" Olivia hollers out as she slides her credit card across the bar to the bartender, "I'll have a martini." She says to him with a cheerful smile.
"I'll take a whiskey on the rock's, Liv." Amanda call's out from the dance floor a few feet away, as she and Nick playfully dance.
"I'll just have a beer, what about you, Nick?" Fin questions as he grabs a seat beside Olivia.
"Just a beer for me too, gotta go over and see my boy in the morning." He stated with a smile.
In these moments everyone was so happy, laughing, and making memories together, little did they know that life as they all knew would be shattered in just a matter of month's.
A few beer's and a lot of dancing, and laughs later, Nick decides he better head on home for the night, "I'll catch you guy's Sunday." He said as he put on his coat, paying his tab off.
"I'll head out with you, Nick." Olivia say's as she gather's her things.
"Look's like they're all headed out, you too?" Fin questions Rollins.
"Yea, think I'll call it a night too, gotta go let Frannie out." She explains.
"I see how it is, well I guess I'm gonna head out too." He adds before yelling at Olivia and Nick to wait for them.
-Unknown man's apartment-
He was laying on the mattress in the floor, his head full of anger as he think's of his mother. Flashback's to the night of her death flashed in his mind.
"Henry, I love you, I do." His mother cried out as she layed on the floor in the bathroom, her wrist's covered in deep cut's, her blood running out of her.
"Mommy, please...mommy, I love you too," He cries back to her as he stands on the other side of the door, his superhero pj's on, he's holding his favorite stuffed animal.
Henry was only nine at the time, he hadn't understood fully what his mother had gone through or what she was even doing on the other side of the bathroom door, after all he was just a child.
"Mommy? Mommy?" He continuously hollered for hours at the door with no answer. Finally cops had shown up, and it wasn't long before he was in his first of many foster homes.
He snap's out of his flashback, and reaches under his pillow, it's a note, the only piece of his mother he has left. He read's it angrily.
Henry, First I want you to know, I love you, I wish I could say I always had, but I'll be honest in the beginning it was hard knowing you were forced into me, that you were part of his evil, but once I held you in my arms, I loved you, you were mine. I fear for your future, and how you will turn out, i know I shouldn't say it, but you remind me every day of the man that viciously raped me, it isn't your fault, but I can't go on everyday seeing you, seeing him, and replaying that night over and over. Love, your mommy.
'My mom, she'd still be here if it wasn't for me, dammit, dammit, dammit!" He yelled out as he bashes his fist into the wall with anger. In his mind, what he was planning to do was going to be some type of revenge for his her, hurting them all like his mother was hurt, making them feel her pain.
-Three day's later, 16th precinct-
Oliva was presenting the evidence her, and Melinda had just found on there latest case. Everyone was focused in on her, Nick setting on the edge of the table, Rollins standing with her arms crossed, and Fin beside her his arms at his waist. It was just another day in the squad room. But there was something different, something that had changed month's ago and no one had ever noticed, It was Henry.
Harmless enough, he had brought up packages, or delivered food up to them, each time disguising himself, as if they would recall him they ordered out, which was often, he'd always greet the delivery boy, and offer to take it up for him, the mailman was the same way, both busy men who didn't think to much into someone who was waiting for them. It was simple for him to get to them, to watch, everyone always busy, and on the move, so no one ever really noticed.
Today was different though, today was her day, little did she know, but neither the other female detective would realize she'd be next, until it was to late, and the deed was done.
-Later that night, Olivia's apartment-
He stand's there in the pouring rain, it was a perfect night, and a perfect excuse, better than the one he had originally thought of.
He knock's on her door, and he see's a light flip on through the window. Moments later, Olivia come's to the door, chain still on, she open's it slightly. He's shaking, wet and convincing of his lies, "Ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you, is your husband home? oh, I mean if you're married-sorry." He stops himself for a second, "What I mean is, well my windshield wipers just went out on my car, and my eight month old daughter is with me, well she's in the car, he shrugs his head back towards the street." He pours out his 'sob' story.
"Well no, I'm not married, so no husband, what do you need, can't you call someone?" Olivia asks a bit suspiciously.
"Well yea, I just needed a lift, see we aren't from around here, and I just assumed a woman wouldn't wanna give a stranger and his baby a ride." He continues on, "But it's okay, I'll go ask someone else.
"Wait, I'll call you a cab, but what about your baby, shouldn't you go be with her?" She asks as she unlocks the chain on her door to step out with him.
She didn't have a moment to think before he pushed her back in her apartment, a hand over her both, threat's of death spilled out of his mouth as he shut the door behind them. "Olivia, I will kill you, don't make me do it, don't say a word." He spoke viciously as he pinned her arms behind her back with his free hand. He pushed her up against her living room wall, "I know you;ll like this, I'm gonna give you a great gift." He smiles sinisterly.
Everything was happening so quick, and Olivia was genuinely stunned, she couldn't fight back for some reason, she was shocked this could be happening to her, "what gift?" was he talking about she wondered for a split second, before she realized his hand was off her mouth, "HEL-" She barely yelled out half a word before she was hit hard in the face, busting her nose, blood immediately ran out. "I told you not to say a word." He murmured before pushing a syringe into her neck.
Olivia felt as her body started to shut down, she felt her self going limp, her mind was scrambling, her eyes felt heavy, she knew he had just drugged her, and she feared waking up from this.
A/N: Please review, I'm feeling really creative, and I'm excited myself for this story!
