"Hey has anyone heard from Rollins?" Olivia Benson asked as she tossed her bag on her desk chair.
Amaro was the first to answer her. "Nah. Last we heard she said she needed a few days off. She left a message"
Olivia's brow furrowed. "Do you still have it?" Finn nodded, tossing Benson his cell.
"Hey Finn.. it's Amanda. Tell the Captian I need a few days off okay? Everything's fine.. just let him know okay? Thanks. I love you." And then silence. Still with the phone in her hand Olivia walked over to Finn, placing the cell back in his palm.
"Liv" Stabler was at her side faster than the Flash. Benson's face was pale. "Liv" she said again. "It's Lewis"
Murmurs of confusion rippled through the SVU headquarters. William Lewis had been under close watch in jail for months. No way he could have gotten to Amanda. Finn placed his hand on Olivia's shoulder.
"I think you're still dwelling" he said softly. "Amanda's fine. You heard her" Finn backed off when Olivia gave him a look.
"No.. She wasn't. I know that voice. She's saying what he tells her to. She's been gone for at least a full twenty four hours.. probably more. I've gotta go find her" she turned to Stabler. "Bring backup" She said before she bolted out the door.
Meanwhile back at the ranch Amanda Rollins was currently tossing her legs rather wildly to try and escape the rope she was tied with. She pulled against the handcuffs that held her hands to wooden bedposts. Much too think to splinter. A dark chuckle made Amanda cease her actions and her blood ran cold with fear.
"Rollins Rollins Rollins" he chastised her. "Surely you learned /something/ from your little friend Benson. She was a pretty one. I still wish I had gotten to.. have fun with her"
Amanda managed to aim her spit right at his cheek. Lewis chuckled, wiping her DNA off his cheek with a finger. "Don't you dare talk about Olivia like that!" When it came to her friends Amanda Rollins was as vicious as an untrained Pitt Bull.
"Such temper. I thought you were the sweet one? So soft spoken and understanding" he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and Amanda bristled, forcing her head the opposite way.
"Hey! Don't you ever move unless I tell you to do so. You don't do anything unless I give you permisson. Do you hear me?"
"Mhhhm" Amanda couldn't say yes or no as his hand covered her mouth while his other trailed down her leg.
"Now.. how about we get this thing started? Your friend was enough fight to cover for you. You're very lucky" He stripped a piece of ducktape off the roll he carried with him. "Just so you don't get any ideas"
Slowly her clothes were cut from her body, every stitch of her shirt, every hem of her underwear. Tears fell from Amanda's oceanic hues when she felt him strip her of the only protection she had left.
"Hmmfh" the blonde screamed but the tape muffled her sound. Somehow she knew this wasn't the last time he'd invade her.