*Present day*

"Captain! Her phone has just been switched on. We have a trace on it now." Elliot spoke. "We've found her!"

The team hurried to their squad cars and speeded to the traced location sirens blazing. Ten minutes later they pulled up outside an old factory. Cragen spoke up.

"Alright team! We have a lot of grounds to cover. Everyone split up but keep in touch through your walkie. Please stay safe!"

John was horrified when he found her. In a small dark room in the basement of the factory Olivia was shackled to a metal autopsy slab. She was unconscious and barely breathing. Blood was seeping down her naked torso and pooling on the floor below her and it was clear to seeing the bruising and swelling that covered her. John radioed for the ambulance team and the fire brigade before informing the rest of the team where he and Olivia were. When they arrived the fire brigade had to cut their way through the shackles which had been welded together to make it impossible for Olivia to escape. After that the paramedics took over, stabilizing her before transferring her to a gurney and into the awaiting ambulance. The perpetrator was nowhere to be found.

At the hospital Olivia was treated for all her injures including burns, stab wounds and broken bones. The nursing staff decided it would benefit Olivia to be put into a medically induced coma while she healed, otherwise the detective would be in constant excruciating pain.

Every day Elliot sat for hours by Olivia's side holding her hand and telling her about his day in the hope she could hear him. Every day he would remind her how much he loved her. And every day she would not respond.

2 weeks had past and the medical staff decided it would be a good time to take her out of the coma. She was not fully healed physically yet but the pain would be bearable. The same couldn't be said about her mental pain. Slowly she regained consciousness and Elliot's was the first face she seen. As he had done the full time she was in her coma, Elliot was holding her hand. She squeezed it weakly and smiled up at him.

"I love you Elliot. Thank you for not giving up."

*Flashback - 7 weeks ago*

Olivia was at the graveyard mourning the loss of her mum. They certainly weren't close and had their fair share of fights but her mother's death hit Olivia hard. It was a week since she had passed and Olivia had felt uneasy since. While kneeling in front of the grave Olivia didn't notice the figure approach her. When she felt a light hand on her shoulder she sucked in a sharp breath before snapping her body round defensively. She immediately relaxed when she realised she had been approached by a young boy, six years old at the most. He informed her he was lost and she agreed to help him find his father in the large graveyard.

Five minutes later the boy spotted his dad and they ran to each other. Olivia smiled at the reunion and the dad came to thank her. They spoke for a while walking around the cemetery until they had to leave. Olivia walked them to their car and hugged the little boy goodbye before giving him advise to not get lost next time. The father put the boy in the back of the car and unknown to Olivia grabbed a crowbar from next to his sons' car seat. Olivia had already said her goodbyes and had turned to walk away. The blow to the back of her head was unexpected and knocked her unconscious immediately. The perpetrator loaded Olivia into his car next to his son and he drove the short 10 minute drive to his isolate house.

Several hours later Olivia awoke with one wrist handcuffed to the rocking chair in the little boys' room with her feet secured to the legs of it so she couldn't escape. The boy was smiling at her with wide eyes.

"Mummy, will you read me a story please?" he asked while placing 'We're Going on a Bear Hunt' on her knee.

He sat patiently on the floor in front of her with loving eyes.

"The boy wants a story Olivia. READ!"

Olivia scrambled to open the book in fear of what might happen but held her emotions together and refused to show her captor she was scared.