"Hey Liv, can you meet me at 24th and 33rd?" Elliot asked over the phone in the early am.
"I'll be there in twenty."
"Hurry."
About thirty minutes later, coffee in hand, Olivia pulled over at the intersection. Elliot's car wasn't around, there were no cops or any disturbances from what she could see. She pulled out her phone and clicked his name.
"Hey, where are you?"
"Down the alley, four doors down to the right."
"Be there in a minute."
She walked down the eerily quiet alley coffee still in hand. She reached the fourth door, turned the knob and walked into a pitch black room.
"Elliot?"
An arm came from behind, putting her in a tight headlock. Dropping her coffee she struggled to get his arm loose. She tried to stomp on his foot, tried to dig her nails into his thick jacket, ram her elbow into his belly -- but nothing worked. Her eyelids slowly started to fall and she began to black out. The man let her drop to the ground. She looked around in a daze, trying to see something, trying to figure out what was going on. The man, in a ski mask, was pouring something onto a white cloth. Olivia whimpered. She knew that strong smell like alcohol. The man kneeled beside her, smiled underneath his mask, and put the cloth over her mouth. She kicked a few times but it was a lost cause.
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"Elliot! My office now," Cragen called to Elliot as he waltzed in the precinct a half hour late.
"What is it Cap?" Elliot folded his arms across his chest curiously.
"Have you heard from Benson?"
"…no. Maybe she slept in."
"It's not like her to be late. And three interrogation rooms are already full. Stop by her house and get her out of bed. Then head down to St. Luke's Hospital. One of our many victims today is there."
Elliot nodded and headed right back out.
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Banging on the door of her apartment, a neighbor came out to see the ruckus.
"Is there a problem?" the man asked.
"I'm looking for Olivia. Do you know her?"
"Yeah. I ran into her on the way home from work around 4 am. She said she was meeting some guy."
"Do you remember his name?"
"Elliot I think. I know it was her partner."
Elliot's eyebrows formed into a frown, "thanks."
Walking back down the stairs of the building, Elliot flipped open his phone and called Cragen.
On the phone with Cragen,
Her neighbor says she was meeting me around 4 am. I never called her.
Head over to the hospital. I'll try to track her down.
Captain-
St. Luke's.
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Elliot knocks on a hospital room door softly.
"Come in," a young woman's voice shook.
"Hi, I'm Elliot Stabler. How are you feeling?" He asks the teenager, whose mother is holding her hand.
"I'm okay."
"Do you think you could tell me what happened?"
"I was going over to my friend's house-"
"Who's your friend?"
"Anna Maria Robertson."
Her mother interjected, "they're best friends."
"Would it be ok if I talked to your daughter privately, Mrs. Walker?"
The mother and daughter consulted each other, and then the mother left with a kiss on her daughter's forehead.
"So then what happened?"
"I was walking to the subway station after we worked on our project. She called me back and told me I left one of my papers. I hopped off the subway just in time. On the way back I passed by a park and a man grabbed me. And rapped me."
"Did you see his face?"
"No. He came from behind."
"Did you see what he was wearing? Did he have a distinct smell?"
"He had a thick green jacket on. It was all I could see when he wrapped his arm around my neck. He smelled like alcohol, I think."
Elliot writes.
"What happens now?"
His phone began buzzing, "one minute, okay?"
She nods, "can you ask my mom to come back in?"
He nods back. He opens the door and signals for the mother to go in.
On the phone with Cragen,
I'm almost finished at St. Luke's.
You'd better come down here.
What is it?
Fin will cover you at the hospital.
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As Elliot enters the precinct he notices that it's oddly quiet. He looks around, it's much better than the semi-chaos from before. Cragen opens his office door and signals Elliot in. Huang and Munch are in the office disheartened.
"What's going on?"
"You have to see this. Some one sent it to me," Cragen stops the tape and rewinds it.
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Suddenly Olivia could feel her body jolt awake. She looks around the dark room that she's in. It looks like a studio, or at the least an empty apartment. She tries to move but becomes fully aware of her situation. She hears a song fading into her hearing almost like a movie.
"Take a walk on the wild side…" lyrics mildly form from a distant room. She looks around but she just can't see anything.
A light gets switched on all of a sudden and her eyes burn in adjustment. She looks up to see a man with a large apron on. Beautiful colors of paint are splashed on it. The walls around her are covered in lines of black, maroon and dark green paint. He smiles at her, disappears and then reappears from the other room again. He brings in a wooden pedestal and a black pen.
He disappears once again, and them comes back with a stereo and a video camera. He plugs in the stereo and A Walk on the Wild Side begins playing again. He sits on the pedestal in front of Olivia but out of her reach. He begins swaying to the song, and then singing along to the back ground, "doo do do do do doo do do do doooo…"
Olivia stays quiet and still.
"You know you have a very pretty face. It's like a warm winter night in the Midwest," he spoke eloquently, creating poems.
"It's hard to find your structure and skin in a woman in your age. I usually have to make do with younger women. And they never hold a good conversation. Do you like Lou Reed?"
Olivia frowned deeply, "What?"
"You know you could've done a lot. Modeling, acting, the theater… But you're a cop. A cop? Where you abused as a child or something? I just think it's odd that a woman with your looks is in such a messy profession."
"Who are you?"
"Oh I love this part of the song," he begins saying the words with the song again.
"Why did you kidnap me?" Olivia asks over his singing. He shoots her an angry face. He jumps off the pedestal, pulls out an exacta knife and gets real close to her.
"I'm giving you your first acting job," he grinned.
He backs away softly, dancing to the song again. He moves the pedestal where Olivia is, he tells her to sit on it. She does as she's told.
He picks up the video camera and presses record with another grin.