Author's notes: Kind of Angst. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I do not own Law and order Special Victims Unit.
The knife was to her neck, and the fear was in her eyes. He held her by her dark brown hair, yanking a few locks, and her knees were on the floor. Tears rimmed her fearful, brown eyes, and she tried to pull away. The knife dug deeper into her neck, and she stopped moving.
"Liv!" a yell came from her apartment door, which was unlocked.
She whimpered terrified, and cried out, and hoped that he heard. "Elliot!" The man in response growled, and dug the knife against her skin, deep enough to draw blood, but not deep enough to be fatal.
Panic rang through his head, and he quickly, without hesitance, took a step back, and charged, his foot ramming at the door, and knocked the door away. What he saw caused him to see things in red.
"Gah! Get away from her!" he growled, seething, and ripped the man who held a knife to her throat away from her, surprising the unsuspecting man as he did so.
The man tried to pull away from the enraged detective, but Elliot was too far in now. He threw punch after punch, marking the man's perfect face. He slumped down, becoming limp, but Elliot did not relent in his beating.
She wiped her fists against her eyes, willing herself not to break down in more tears. "El!" she screamed at him, "Stop! El! You're gonna kill him." She held a hand to her throat over the small wound, and her cheeks were stained with tears.
Breathing heavily, he let the scum fall down in a pile on the floor, and he backed away from him. He looked over at her. "You okay?" he asked in comforting whisper.
She nodded slightly, and whispered, "I am now."
He walked over to her, kneeled down in front of her, getting to her level. "I'm sorry, Liv. I'm sorry this had to happen to you." he whispered, and wrapped his arms around her.
She sank into his embrace, and sniffled.
In little less than a few minutes, back up had arrived, and Elliot gave the knocked out man to one of the uniforms, satisfied to have this man out of his and Olivia's hold. He glanced back towards Olivia, who had just finished giving her statement. She lifted her head up, and looked over to him. She smiled slightly; it was a small, forced smile.
He walked up to her, and wrapped a hand around her. "Let's get out of here."
She nodded, and stood.
"Where to, my lady?" he asked, a charming smile on his face.
She smiled up at him, and rested her head on his shoulder. "Anywhere but here, El."
He nodded, and led her out the door to the first place of many that would help her forget.
Author's notes:
I am not sure if this is actually good, but I would like to know what the readers think, so please review.