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AN: Andrew Mackie should be played by Hugh Jackman. Songs used in scene: "Closing Time" by Tom Waits, "Lonely" by Tom Waits, "I Won't Dance" by Frank Sinatra, "Satan, Satan, Lend Me a Dollar" by Hill Beans, "I hope that I don't fall in love with you" By Tom Waits and Emiliana Torrini.
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Olivia dropped her gun and stood holding a little girl by her side. "Robert, calm down. Let Alysse go. You've got me now. Can I let her go?"
Robert yelled and held Olivia by the arm with a gun to her head. "No!"
He started pushing her and the girl towards the street.
Elliot finally forced his way through the mob of people.
"Not so fast." He held his gun out and aimed it at Robert's head.
Robert stopped. "Shoot me and your partner takes a hot bullet to the brain."
Elliot didn't move. "Robert, I don't think that's such a good idea. If you shoot her I'll shoot you. Nobody wins this battle."
A crew of squad cars raced through the avenue squealing their breaks and moving to stances around the four of them.
Elliot took a step closer. "Robert, we have back up now. You can't go anywhere. If you drop the weapon you might get to see the light of day again."
Robert pressed the gun into Olivia's head. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and calmly said, "Robert, do you really want to kill me in front of your daughter?"
"Shut up!", he cried.
Alysse started to cry and Olivia held her tighter. "Think about your daughter, Robert. How are you going to be with her if you're in jail for the rest of your life?"
Robert growled with panic and anger. "Alysse, close your eyes."
Alysse, who was only 8 years old, wiggled and screamed, "Daddy, I want to go home!"
Robert dropped the gun a bit, "Baby girl, I can't take you home."
Olivia made eye contact with Elliot. She was hoping he had a good shot.
"I want my mommy", Alysse cried.
Olivia glanced up at the gun. It was lowered and pointed to the sky. She gave Elliot a slight nod and whacked the gun out of his hand with her arm. Elliot fired as Olivia jumped to the ground with Alysse next to her.
Alysse screamed and kicked. Olivia tried to force her not to look at her father. "Alysse, it's ok. Calm down. Don't look over there. We're going to take you back to your mom."
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The back up team swarmed in to take control of the situation and relieve Elliot and Olivia from the scene. Alysses' mother ran towards her daughter with tears in her eyes. She held her little girl tightly and thanked the detectives. Elliot helped Olivia off of the ground. "Nice work", he said to her.
"Not so bad yourself", she replied with a stressed look and a serious tone.
"All in a days work. You ok?", he said as they headed back to the precinct.
She brushed off her pants and shook out her nerves. "Yeah."
They sat silently in the car as Elliot drove. Rain started to fall on the windows. Olivia thought about the gun pressed to her head. "Besides Elliot and maybe her one house plant, would anybody even miss her?"
She took a deep breath in and sighed. Elliot glanced her way. She didn't have to say a word for him to know what she was thinking. He rubbed her arm and softly smiled through the corner of his mouth. She warmly smiled back and leaned on the window.
"Need me to drop you off?", Elliot asked.
She shook her head. "No. Just take me to the precinct."
"We've been up since 4 am."
"I'll catch a nap there."
Elliot parked the car. "You want to talk about it?"
"No." She opened the car door and headed to the 16th floor.
He watched her walk away. He couldn't go up to the office and he knew if he went home he wouldn't sleep. He closed the car door and walked down the street.
"lonely, lonely, He thought about his ex-wife and his family.
He missed the company.
Lonely eyes,
Lonely face, lonely lonely in your place.
Lonely, lonley, lonely eyes, lonely face,
Lonely lonely in your place."
He picked up an empty coffee cup and thought of Olivia. He knew she was secretly crying to be saved. In a way he was too. Life was a ball of emptiness. Hatred surrounded his day. Family was hard to come by.
"I thought that I knew all that there was to,
Lonely, lonely, lonely..."
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16th Precinct
Casey was sitting on Olivia's desk speaking to a tall man with a large build and a handsome suit. Olivia opened her tiny locker and took out her sleeping pills.
"Liv, have you heard what's going on?" Casey asked in a mild cautious tone.
"Huh?"
"About Alex?"
Olivia snapped the lock on the door shut. "No. What happened?"
Casey took a breath and looked at the floor. Olivia could tell that it wasn't going to be good news. "Casey, what?"
"Alex is missing. Witness Protection moved her to an abbey in Manhattan to fake out the perps. They found her room with blood in it this morning. Nobody's seen her since last night."
Olivia leaned over her desk and placed her hand on her forehead. "Do they know who's behind it?"
The man standing next to Casey interrupted, "We don't think that it had to do with the alleged perps. The scene is too different and symbolically planned out for our usual suspects, but there must have been a leak somewhere, because nobody at the abbey knew she wasn't a nun." Olivia looked at him funny. "Excuse me, I'm Andrew Mackie. I've been working with Alex's case for the past couple years now. She and I have grown close. I'm as shaken as you are."
Olivia nodded and held out her hand. "Thanks. Olivia Benson."
He took her hand and their eyes met for a brief moment. He gave her that interested stare. It was a stare she was quite familiar with, a stare that she avoided as much as possible. Sometimes with men she avoided eye contact altogether, so that the awkward moment of flirting and let downs would remain non-existent. Quickly she stood up and looked at Alex. "Who's on the case?"
"John and Fin are at the moment, but FBI wants a piece of it. They're at the church right now interviewing everyone that may have come in contact with her. Liv, have you slept at all today?"
Olivia looked at her watch. "It depends on what you define as sleep."
Andrew touched her arm, "You should get some sleep. Alex's case is under control."
Olivia felt a strange vibe from his touch. She turned towards the door. "I'll be in the crib."
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The set turns to a stone room with no windows.
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A man in a red and black suit stood at a kitchen counter in the corner of the stone room. He flipped pancakes and chopped strawberries. His back was the only thing visible. While singing loudly and dancing to the blaring music he pulled out a plate and scooped the breakfast onto it. He grabbed a rubber mask that looked like Frank Sinatra's face from the counter and pulled it over his head before he turned around and glided to a long human sized box lying on the floor next to a couch. He lifted the lid and Alex blinked from the light. Her arms and legs were tied together and her mouth was gagged.
"Breakfast my dear." He waved it under her face and placed it into the box.
He then took her hands and pulled her to a standing position. "Hold still."
He unwrapped the rope around her legs and she stepped onto the floor.
"This is my favorite part", he whispered. He gently touched her hair and held her close He forced her to dance around the floor, while singing in her ear.
"I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do
You're a fine dancer Alex Cabbet.
You know what?, you're lovely
You know what?, you're so lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
He spun her and pulled her back to his chest, while swaying.
When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
'specially when you do the Continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos
And that's why
I won't dance, why should I?
I won't dance, how could I?
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance,
So if I hold you in arms I won't
He pushed her onto the couch and slowly took her clothing off. After she was completely bare he dressed her in a red ball gown and retied her arms and legs. He caressed her face. She winced at his touch and thought about how she'd like to smack him for violating her. He then forced her into the box. The lid was placed over the opening and she could smell the pancakes next to her. The aroma made her mouth water. She wished she could get at least a bit of one, but figured if this was the extent of the torture she would take it.
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16th Precinct
Munch and Fin walked into the squad room around 6pm. They had been working at noisome to find Alex. Cragen gathered them into his office, "What's the news fellows? Tell me you've got something."
Fin flipped his notepad open, "Everyone has alibis up to 10pm and then they all go into their personal chambers for prayer and solitude. The message on the wall makes me believe that our perp found out that Alex was under a false pretence. We're thinking it had to be someone close to her at the church."
"Sister Mary Ignascous told us that she was close with some of the teenagers she taught CCD to." Munch added. "We interviewed all of them. The only boy that stuck out was Will Nash. The other kids say he had quiet the crush on our Alex. He didn't react when we interviewed him, which was really odd, but he had all of the right answers, and a strong alibi. For all we know this kid could be an awkward boy with a social disorder."
"Alex was teaching CCD? I'd love to know how they convinced her to do that." Cragen added.
Fin flipped his notebook over and commented, "You'd be surprised what people will do to get closer to home." He got up and stood in the door. "Cap, I really think we need to wait for the lab results on this one. I've been twisting this story in every direction all day and I feel like the more I think about it the further I get. I'm gonna go push Melinda to hurry it up."
Cragen stopped him from leaving, "Fin, why don't you two take a break. Go get some dinner and collect your thoughts. I'll bug Melinda."
Munch stood up, "Ay, I Captain. See you in an hour. Come on P, I'll buy you a drink."
Fin looked at Munch like he had five heads. "P?"
"Partner."
Fin nodded, "Right. Don't ever say that again. No need to buy me anything. I'm capable."
"Come on, stop being the hard working black man and let me buy you a drink. You're attitude is begging for a beer."
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The crib. A.K.A detective sleeping quarters.
Olivia opened her eyes and saw Elliot lying on the bed next to her starring at the ceiling.
"How's the view?" she said.
He turned his head to face her. "Dull. Nice of you to join the rest of the world."
She sat up. "How long was I out."
Elliot glanced at his watch. "10 hours."
Olivia rubbed her eyes. "Uh. That's too long. What's the news on Alex?"
"They're waiting for DNA."
"That's not good."
"Not really, but don't worry about. We'll find her."
Olivia didn't want to think about it. Her instinct was to go out and look for her dear friend who she missed more then ever, but the only thing she could legally do was sit in the precinct and throw in her two cents every now and again. "I'm starving. You gonna stare at the ceiling all night or would you care to join me at Malligan's for some fine dining?"
He grinned and lowered his brow. "How can I pass up that offer?"
"You can't", she said as she pulled him from the bed.
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They walked down the street towards Malligan's. Olivia could tell Elliot was distant. After her day of near death and possible lose of a friend, she felt a little distant herself. "So El, how are things going at home?"
He looked at the ground. "By home do you mean my empty apartment?" He smiled and nudged her. "I'm good. I mean, it's different and occasionally surreal. I'm not one for an empty house. I noticed that the kids almost seem relieved. It's funny I think they just needed a definite reality. They're still not happy, but things are more calming when we're together."
"That's good. These transitions always take time."
She paused and kicked a stone. "Do you ever feel…ah never mind."
"What?"
"No, it's nothing."
Elliot stopped her ,"Do I ever feel completely alone? Liv, you're not alone. This morning was a close call, but you can't dwell on it. You'll only beat yourself up. And there are plenty of people who would miss you deeply."
Olivia looked at Elliot with a hint of shock on her face. "Am I that much of an open book?"
He rubbed the small of her back. "Lets just day your book isn't far from mine."
PlayMusic (the music gets louder and softer, so don't mess with the volume) Wait for lyrics.
Satan, Satan lend me a dollar
Satan, Satan Lend me a dollar now
Satan, Satan lend me a dollar
Satan, Satan Lend me a dollar now
When Elliot and Olivia entered the bar there was a live band playing in the corner. Munch and Fin were just finishing up their last round. Their cheeks were a little flushed from the good food and the filling beer.
If you could spare a dime, that would sure
be grand
"Thanks for the round my man. You were right, I needed it", Fin said with a smile.
Munch looked at a woman sitting alone at the bar as he spoke to Fin. "Any day Partner. I'm always up for a pint of blissful loneliness."
Won't you come up and lend a helping hand
Fin nudged him, "Go talk to her."
Munch turned to him "Huh? Naw, we gotta get back. I've had my fill of love."
"Who said anything about love?" Fin said as he stood up and grabbed his leather jacket.
All I see is pain and death
And lots of people with bad breath
They say the world has gone to Hell
That would be just as well
Olivia touched Munch's shoulder and peeked around him with a smile, "Hey, yeah whores, aren't you suppose to be at work?"
Fin downed his last bit of beer and burped, "On our way boss. Don't get too comfortable. Your shift starts in two hours."
Elliot sat on Fin's stool and threw in his own smart-ass remark. "Hey, sleeping beauty, you could have answered your phone at 4am."
Fin winked at them and added, "Yeah, but I knew one of you suckers would do it. Catch you on the flip side."
"Later boys", Olivia said as she leaned on the bar and ordered two beers.
Satan, Satan lend me a dollar
Satan, Satan Lend me a dollar now
Olivia sat on the stool next to Elliot. The warmth of her leg touched his as she turned in to start conversation. "This place is hopping. The band's pretty decent."
"Yeah", he said as he watched her smile.
The bartender pushed a beer towards each of them and asked, "You hav'n food?"
Without a second thought or even a glance Olivia placed their order. He loved how she knew exactly what he wanted.
She sipped her beer and continued her thoughts. "This beer is just what I needed."
"It's been a hell of a day I'll give you that. I can't believe witness protection fucked up again."
Olivia starred at the bar. She took a complimentary pretzel from the counter and dipped it in some mustard. "You think Alex is ok?"
Elliot awkwardly wiped a bit of mustard from her mouth. "Let's hope so." He turned away to avoid her closeness as his insides pulsed and his mind raced with thoughts he tried to bury.
"Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you"
Elliot downed his beer and glanced at her leg that never moved from his side.
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue,
He rattled with unspoken tension. He couldn't bring himself to get close to her.
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
He caught her eye and she smiled as the band played a soft tune.
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you."
Olivia starred into his blue eyes. Of all the eyes to avoid his were the hardest. Their familiar warmth numbed the pain. She pretended to watch the band while she got lost in her thoughts.
"I can see that you are lonesome, just like me.
And it being late, you'd like some company.
Well, if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it.
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we can make it.
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you."
"Well, the night does funny things inside a man."
Olivia leaned in front him to grab a new bowl of pretzels.
"This old tom-cat feelings you don't understand."
Her chest brushed against Elliot's hand. He pulled away and reached to help her.
"When the music plays and you display your heart for me to see.
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me."
Their hands met and Olivia gave him a slow stare. "Thank you."
"And I hope that I don't fall in love with you."
"I hope that you don't fall in love with me."
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