I know there are a few stories going around after the Season 15 opening Episode and I couldn't help myself I had to join in aswell. I will let you decide wether I should carry on or not when I read the reviews.
Chapter 1
The little boy looked at his dad his bottom lip sticking out arms folded across his chest as he sat back in his chair.
"You can sit there all day sulking but you're not going anywhere till you eat some more of your lunch," said Elliot trying not to laugh as Eli glared at him and pushed his plate of food further away from him.
"Just as stubborn as your old man Huh," he said to him, but Eli ignored him.
"I want to go and play with Charlie," he moaned.
"And as soon as you eat some more you can," Elliot told him turning away and picking up his cup of coffee as he looked out the window.
"Mom wouldn't make me eat any more; she would just let me go and play."
"Uh Huh little man, you're not playing those games," he told him knowing what he was trying to pull. "Eat or stay there your choice, I got nowhere to be till your Mom gets home."
Eli sat glaring at his Dad; finally he gave in a picked up a chicken nugget and taking the smallest of bites, chewing it slowly. Elliot chuckled to himself and took a drink of his coffee just as the phone rang.
"Don't move, I can see you from the phone" he warned his son as he left the kitchen to go into the living room and answer the phone.
He looked down at the caller ID and not recognising the number he picked up the phone.
"Hello," he said looking down the hall towards the kitchen to make sure Eli hadn't moved. The line was silent at first. He could hear someone breathing. "Is anyone there?"
"Please….. Don't hang up," came a quiet voice. He recognised it straight away and his heart began to race. He hadn't heard her voice for 2 years since her last voice mail. "I….. I… need you….need your help."
Elliot's heart began to race as he listened to her, he could tell by her voice something wasn't right and he began to worry.
"Olivia, what's wrong, has something happened?" he asked her, still watching his son nibble away at his dinner.
He heard her laugh down the phone a quiet, tired and forced laugh. "You could say that," she said quietly. Elliot heard someone running along the corridor upstairs.
"Dad!" yelled Lizzy, she sounded scared and worried. "Dad! You need to put the news on!" she told him as she ran down the stairs and into the living room towards the TV.
"Lizzy quiet," he told her covering the mouth piece of the phone.
She shook her head "No you need to see this." she said as the TV came on.
He moved his hand "You still there?" he asked Olivia.
"Yeah, I have nowhere else to go," she told him. He noticed she sounded in pain. As she winced and hissed when she talked.
He was about to speak when Lizzy flicked the TV onto a local news channel and there was Olivia's face. The photo was the one from her ID card, the writing under the screen just said Missing NYPD Detective Olivia Benson.
Elliot was torn between listening to the news and the phone. "Dad hang up you need to listen to this," said Lizzy impatiently. Elliot just shook his head as he read the writing scrolling underneath her picture catching the odd word. Detective Benson, Kidnapped, missing 52 hours… "Dad!" said Lizzy again trying to snap Elliot out of the daze he was in.
"Where are you," he said into the phone.
Lizzy looked at him annoyed. She knew her Dad hadn't spoken to Olivia since he quit his job. And although she didn't know exactly why, she knew it was something to do with her Mom and why he left work. But for him to carry on his phone conversation when Olivia was on the TV and in trouble was pissing her off. She had tried a number of times to get him to call her but he always put it off.
"Some house…..long island….. I think," he heard her sniff and knew she was trying not to cry.
"I need you to look around for me, find something with an address on…. Liv can you hear me?"
"Oh my god!" said Lizzy, "Is that Olivia?" Elliot nodded putting his finger to his lips and mouthing at her to get a pen and paper. Lizzy quickly jumped up and ran to the kitchen draw.
"Okay…. El….. He hurt me," she told him quietly. "I tried to stop him…. I tried to be strong…..but..."
"Shhhh its okay Liv, I just need to know where you are. Can you move, can you look round the house?"
"Yeah….."
"Okay that's good I need you to look for the address of the place you're at, can you do that, is it safe for you to do that?"
"I hit him with a bar, knocked him out, he is handcuffed to the bed." Elliot smiled a little to himself.
"That's good Liv. Listen I am going to hang up…"
"No!" she said. "Don't hang up, don't leave me…. not again."
Elliot felt tears come to his eyes as she asked him not to leave and then adding the again. "I just need to hang up quick so I can call you back from my mobile, I swear Liv I will call you straight back, is the number written on the phone, can you read it to me?"
"You promise you will call back?"
"I promise…."
"Okay…" she read the number out and Elliot wrote it down.
"I'm going to hang up I will call you straight back, don't leave the phone."
"Hurry," she told him as he hung up. He grabbed his phone out his pocket and punched in the number.
"Dad, is she okay?" asked Lizzy. "Should I call the cops?" she asked looking scared.
"No not yet, she called here for a reason…. Liv, I told you I would call straight back."
Elliot went to his coat and grabbed his car keys out of his pocket.
"El will you help me?" she asked him. "I don't think I can do it myself."
"Do what Liv, what do you need to do?"
"Hurt the Bastard for what he has done, I'm not strong enough, I hurt too much." Elliot tried to calm the rage building inside him as he listened to Olivia, she sounded so weak and scared. He wouldn't just hurt the bastard for what he had done to her, he would fucking kill him.
"Have you called Don or the guys?" he asked her. She went quiet for a little while.
"No….only you. It's you I need right now nobody else."
"Alright Liv…. I'm gonna leave the house now and start driving towards long island. I need you to find an address okay….. I won't hang up the phone, I will stay on the line till I get to you."
Elliot turned to Lizzy and put his hand over the phone. "I need you to stay with Eli," he told her. "Don't tell anyone where I have gone or about Liv calling here."
"What's going on Dad, what's happened to her?"
"I'm not sure, she wants me to go to her, she needs me. For some reason she called me not the station or the guys."
"El you still there?" asked Olivia.
"Yeah I'm still here, have you found the address yet?"
"No I'm still looking."
"Okay that's good I'm getting in the car now." He turned back to Lizzy.
"I need to go. Remember don't tell anyone she called here, not till I know what is going on with her. When your Mom gets home tell her I got called into work early or something," he kissed the top of his daughters head.
Lizzy nodded "Be careful Dad and bring her back safe," she told him.
"I will sweetheart."
Elliot jumped in his jeep and reached down under his seat and grabbed his gun he had stored under there for emergencies. He shoved it down the back of his trouser and pulled out from the drive, tyres screeching as he put his foot flat to the floor. He put his phone on speaker so he could hear Olivia.
"El you there?"
"I'm here," he told her.
"I've got a letter with the address on." she read it out to him as he drove. He reached over and typed the address into his sat nav.
"Okay Liv I will be there in about 45 minutes, are you still safe?"
"He is starting to come round, he is groaning," she told him. Elliot felt sick as he listened to her talking, she sounded so scared and vulnerable.
"Just stay away from him till I get there." He told her.
"God I should have been there for her" he thought to himself. "I should have answered her calls, went to see her, fuck I should have called her like the kids told me to. But no I was too damn stubborn, too scared to call after I left it so long. Maybe if I had called she wouldn't be in this mess, if I had been her partner still she would be safe. Whatever that bastard has done to her is all my fault. I told her I would always be there and I let her down."
He drove in almost silence every now and then he would ask Liv if she was still there. He didn't know what he was supposed to say to her. He looked at his sat nav he was less than ten minutes away.
"Fuck," he heard her say hissing as she did.
"Liv, what's wrong?" he asked panicking.
"I think my ribs are broken and I know my wrist is… my body hurts so much El, and I feel sick."
"Liv I need to get help to you, you're really hurt."
"No! I don't want you calling anyone not yet, not till I say."
"But Liv … you could be bleeding internally, what the hell did he do to you?"
"What didn't he do," she sighed. "He kicked, punched, burnt me, drugged me…but he didn't rape me, I managed to stop the prick before he done that." Her voice was distant as though she was talking to herself.
Elliot felt the vomit rising in his throat as she told him, he quickly opened the window and vomited being careful not to wander across the road.
"El you okay?" she asked.
Elliot wiped his mouth his hands and body were shaking, "I'm gonna make that Mother Fucker beg for his fucking life. He is gonna wish he had never been born."
Olivia chuckled quietly "See, I told you," she said.
"Told me what Liv?" he asked her a little confused.
"I told you my partner would know what to do with you…."
"Liv is he awake….stay away from him, don't let him get close to you, just stay back….LIV!" he yelled. He heard a scream and shouting, then a thud, then silence.
"Hey there old partner," said a man's voice. "Olivia can't come to the phone right now, seems like she doesn't listen to you."
"Don't you fucking touch her," he threatened the voice.
"Oh I'm gonna do more than touch her, we have got quite close over the last few days. I think we should go out with a bang." Elliot listened to him and realised his voice was distant from the phone. He stopped talking but he didn't hang up the phone. Elliot heard shuffling around and grunts, but no more talking.
"He's still handcuffed" Elliot thought to himself. "That's why he hasn't hung up." Elliot kept the phone turned on as he came to a stop at the top of the drive leading down to the small white house.
He climbed out the car and looked around the place looked deserted. He took out his gun and cocked it, walking down the gravel drive towards the house.
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