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She clutched the letter tightly in her hands when she pulled up to the quiet, little house in the middle of no where. She had driven for hours before reaching Vermont, hell, she even turned around twice for fear of what she was about to do. But everytime she felt any kind of doubt she read the letter to herself again and continued toward him. Her hands were shaking violently as she unbuckled her seatbelt and quietly got out of her car. It was now two in the morning. The gusts of wind ran through her hair as she began walking quickly toward the house. Stars shone brightly overhead, something she never saw in New York City.
"Please come and get me...They hurt me."
She had explained to Cragen what was going on, that they were abusing Calvin. He only shook his head. He told her she was "too involved with a child that wasn't her own." A twinge of pain hit her hard in her stomach. No one would believe her. All they saw when they looked at her was someone desperate to get Calvin back. Did they really believe she would make something like this up? She eventually turned to Elliot for help, he would believe her.
"Olivia," Elliot paused before looking back up at her, "You care a lot about Calvin, that much is obvious. And...I think, sometimes, when people care a lot about someone they're willing to do some pretty out of character things to get them back." Olivia couldn't control the hurt that reflected from her eyes.
"Screw you," she whispered as she grabbed her things and left the precinct.
She shook her head and pulled her jacket tighter around her waist. She knew what she was doing was illegal. Hell, it could cost her her job and even her freedom. She had already gone through the consequences million times in her mind before coming to the realization that she really didn't give a damn. This little boy was more important to her than anything else in her life.
"They beat me...They make me do things I don't want to do..."
Phrases from the letter would not leave her alone. Vivian had never sent Calvin to live with his grandparents. She sent him to live with some sleaze bag, drug dealing friends of her's while she sat in jail. Flashbacks of the day Calvin was taken away from her still replay in her head.
"Olivia, please don't let them take me!" Calvin cried as he struggled against the man from children's services. Vivian smiled at Olivia as she struggled for something to say. She charged toward Vivian, but Elliot quickly held her back.
Finally Calvin broke free of the man's grasp and collided hard into Olivia's body, embracing her harder than anyone had ever embraced her before. Olivia's chin rested on his head as hot tears fell down her cheeks.
"I'll do anything, don't let them take me." Calvin choked as the man seperated Olivia from him. The phrase Vivian uttered still sends shivers down Olivia's spine.
"I'm his mom..." Vivian seethed as they yanked the screaming Calvin out of the squad room.
Olivia quickly began to scan the windows for any kind of indication of which room Calvin might be staying in. She saw nothing. This was going to be more difficult than she thought. Olivia put on her gloves and turned the door knob, she let out a sigh of relief when she realized it was unlocked.
Inside the house was pitch black and not a sound to be heard except her own breathing. Olivia bit her lower lip as she began walking up the stairs in front of her. Breaking and Entering and Kidnapping, she was on a roll. She finally reached the top of the stairs without much difficulty. A silhouette of a small body in bed made her gasp. It had to be Calvin. She entered the small room that contained only a small bed and a closet. She approached the bed and look down a the young boy that lay in front of her. She couldn't control the tears that were beginning to form. This was it, her last chance to turn back. Olivia pushed the hair out of her face and looked out of the window. She didn't notice Calvin's eyes flutter open.
"Olivia!" He exclaimed instantly sitting up in bed. Olivia jumped and turned around.
"You came back for me! I knew you would!" Calvin jumped up and hugged her as tightly as he had the day at the squad room. Olivia hugged him back for a long time before reluctently pulling away. She looked deep into his dark brown eyes and smiled.
"Calvin, we have to leave now. We don't have much time." She whispered. Calvin nodded his head in agreement before grabbing some of his belongings.
"Ready?" Olivia asked, her arms full of Calvin's clothes. Calvin smiled and they both turned to walk out of the room.
"Who the hell are you, bitch?" A man with blood shot red eyes stood in the doorway. Calvin stepped in front of Olivia, as if to protect her.
"Don't you hurt her. We're leaving." Calvin's voice shook as he confronted the man.
"Like hell you're leaving. You're making us loads of cash. No, you ain't going no where." The man spit, exposing his shockingly yellowed teeth. Olivia's hand gripped Calvin's shoulder hard, she wished she had brought her gun. The man took a step closer to Calvin and Olivia.
"I'll ask you once again, who the hell are you?" The man's face dangerously close to Olivia's.
"Rachel. Calvin asked me to come and get him." Olivia choked out as the man looked down at Calvin. She quickly yanked Calvin behind her. Her face hardened. She had no time for this sick bastard's games.
"Okay, Rachel," the man laughed as he took another step closer to her, "what made you believe that you could just come in here, in my house, and steal my property?" Calvin was trembling behind her. A woman entered the room now.
"What is god's name is goin' on, Carl?" The woman snarled looking directly at Olivia.
"You better not be cheating on me with this skank." The woman snarled as she pushed Olivia backwards.
"No, you'll never believe it, this bitch is trying to take Calvin." Carl grabbed Olivia's wrist and twisted it hard behind her back. Calvin began hitting him as hard as he could before the other woman snatched him away.
"What the hell's gotten into you Calvin? Protecting some strange woman. I thought we taught you some manners." The woman slapped Calvin hard across the face.
"Hey! Renee, knock it off! Never bruise the kid's face, you're losin' us money. No one wants to screw damaged merchandise." Carl rolled his eyes before twisting Olivia's wrist even tighter.
"Let me go," Olivia growled as she tried to yanked her hand away from his grasp.
"Uh, I don't think so." Carl whispered into her ear.
"Wait 'til you see what we do to people who mess with us." Renee grinned.
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