THE LAST DANCE

"A light tremor ran down her spine as she got to the car e turned the key. She was going straight and by her own will to the wolf's lair, and he was hungry for revenge." – GRAPHIC STORY, violence and slang language. Don't like it? Don't read it! – Main ship: Olivia and Elliot. Don't like them? Don't read it!

Hi, guy. So, I used to be addicted to SVU (mainly because of Olivia and Elliot's relationship), but I've never written anything that was worth reading. But now, here I am.

This can either be an oneshot or a multiple chapters story...

Please, don't be mean to me, English is not my mother language. Forgive any mistakes.

RATED: MA

DISCLAIMER: None of the characters in Law and Order: SVU is mine (unfortunately). It's all Dick Wolf's and his partners. I don't get any money for writing this.

PROLOGUE

The cellphone's ring broke the silence of the dark room in an aggressive way, making her jump from the bed. Still under the effects of a nightmare, Olivia answered the call.

"Benson."

"Good evening, Sarge."

She tensed her body and sat down, suddenly awake.

"What do you want?"

"Shh, there's someone who wants to talk to you."

Some muffled noises, then a feminine, scared voice came to Olivia's ear:

"L-liv?"

It was needed a few seconds for the voice to get to her brain and be processed. So when that happened all the air seemed to leave her lungs in a breath.

"Lizzie?"

"Liv, I… What's happening? I-I…"

Then a whimper and it was his voice on the phone again.

"What have you done to her? Where… How…"

"Calm down, sweetie. One question a time, ok?"

"You maniac son of a bitch!"

"Take care on your words or the girl will be punished."

"You don't want her, let her go. Your problem is with me.- she was trying to think while talking to him and starting dressing herself.- Or you still have troubles to fuck a real woman and have to go for scared girls?"

"Don't you tease me, Liv…"

"Just tell me where. I'm on my way."

"In our last love nest.- he laughed.- And, of course, come alone. I'd hate to hurt this little beauty."

She heard a scream then the call was disconnected.

Olivia left the room, took her badge, keys and left the apartment almost running. In that moment she mentally thanked God for deciding to be apart from Brian. He would, surely, question her leaving at 3 in the morning, without any explanation.

A light tremor ran down her spine as she got to the car and turned the key. She was going straight, and by her own will, to the wolf's lair, and he was hungry for revenge. There was no hope that she could escape this time, but she would never refuse help to anyone when everything was depending only on herself.

And being honest, it wasn't any ordinary person who was in danger: Elizabeth Stabler was in William Lewis' hands.

There was no chance she would let that go on.

Before starting the car and leave the garage, Olivia Benson took her phone and sent a message, one only word, for a number that she hadn't used in the last 4 years (and yet was ridiculously fresh in her mind): "Sorry".

TO BE CONTINUED (or not)

So, what do you think guys? Must I go on? This fanfic already exists in Portuguese, but I didn't finish it, but if I have some kind of return, I can try and finish it.

Hope you leave reviews (and sorry for any mistake).