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"How did this happen?" Elliot asked no one inparticular. He sat on a stool in the supply closet. His mind reeling from the day's events.
The alarm chimed on it's scheduled time. Elliot groaned and flopped over onto his girlfriend to turn it off. "Elliot fricken Stabler get off of me. I'm not even up yet and your trying to get into my pants today." She groaned.
"Baby, I'm turning off the alarm." He said hitting the off button. "The getting into your pants thing, that is every minute of every single flippin day. Besides, you're not wearing pants, or anything for that matter."
"Shut up! You were the one who started it." Olivia huffed. "Do we have to go to work today. It's Saturday and I'm tired. YOU wouldn't let me sleep."
"We have to go in. How about this? When we get home, we'll watch movies until we fall asleep and spend tomorrow in bed." Elliot said kissing her nose. "Okay, but no Star Wars or James Bond. We watch those all the time." Olivia smirked knowing Elliot was planning on watching them.
Elliot let his head drop to the pillow next to her as she giggled. "Fine, but no mushy lovey dovey crap you call entertainment." Elliot huffed.
There would be no movies tonight. No feeling safe. No home to come to. Just the sound of his pounding heart and his sobs. He could blame no one. Not even himself, even though he felt the need to.
"Cap, you wanted to see me." Elliot said walking in. "Yeah, uh, Elliot you should sit down." Cragen said motioning to the leather chair. "What's going on?" Elliot asked hesitantly sitting down in the chair.
Cragen said nothing. He pressed a button on a tape recorder. There was static at first, then heavy breathing. A man chuckled and sighed before speaking.
"Detective Stabler, how have you been? I've been busy. I bet you're tired. You didn't get your morning coffee. It was very good, I must say. Also, your partner is a lot stronger than I remember. She puts up one hell of fight. Here, why don't you talk to her." The man said. They was the faint sound of feet and a creaking door.
"El...Elliot."Olivia breathed. "It's Gitano." She said before she yelped and a door slammed shut. "Time's running out Detective. Find her before Thursday or she's in the Hudson." Gitano snarled before hanging up.
"I'm coming Olivia. He'll be dead this time. I'll make sure of it." Elliot said walking out of the closet and into the squadroom. "Even if it kills me to safe you."