Elliot's Stalker

Chapter 2:

A/N: Okay, so for some reason I decided to continue with the post ep that I started. I mean, it was the perfect set up. How often does Elliot have a crazy become infatuated with him?

Elliot fell asleep on the couch that night. Part of him wanted desperately to call Olivia, to talk to her, let her voice fill the silence that had become his life. But it was late and he didn't want to bother her. if she could actually manage to get to sleep, he didn't want to be the one to wake her.

He awoke at three when his phone rang, the noise so loud and piercing in the quiet house that it startled him. He fell off the couch and groaned. "This had better be important," he mumbled gruffly as he grabbed the phone "Stabler."

"Sorry to hear about your wife leaving you," he recognized the voice and couldn't help it when his pulse quickened "Do you want me to come over and keep you company?"

"No thanks," he replied in a tone of forced calm.

"Aw," Janice said disappointedly "Again, you're being so cold with me," her pouty tone was down righ annoying.

"If you call me again I'll have you arrested for harassing a cop," Elliot threatened.

"Okay," Janice said, feigning sadness "I guess I'll just have to come see you in person."

"Just try it," Elliot said, not at all amused.

"Already here," there was an echo on the other end of the phone and Elliot looked up to see someone standing across from him in the shadows.

"What the hell?" he sprang up and turned on the light to reveal Janice, standing there, holding a gun in one hand and a pair of handcuffs in the other.

"You're a really sound sleeper," she smiled as she spoke in a sing song voice to him.

"You're in a lot of trouble," Elliot informed her.

Janice pouted and dropped her chin to her chest "Oh, I've been a bad girl. I think I need to be taught a lesson," she took a few steps forward towards him.

Elliot reached started to dial 911 on the phone he was still holding when Janice pounced on him. She wrenched the phone from his hands and began to nuzzle up against him "Oh, come on. Don't be like that. We don't want any interruptions."

Elliot pushed her off of him "You're seriously messed up," he told her.

Janice jammed the gun between his ribs "So?" she asked, laughing "What's wrong with wanting to be loved?"

Elliot thought fast. Janice was an unstable woman. He had no doubt that she would shoot him if he gave her a reason "It wouldn't work between us," he started.

"Why not?" Janice's bottom lip jutted out even further and her eyes grew big and watery "You're wife left you. She obviously doesn't care about you the way I do," she jammed the gun harder into his ribs, thereby proving the extreme untruth of her previous statement "Now, let's have some fun."

Her grip on the gun relaxed slightly and Elliot puched her in the face "I don't think so," he said, grabbing the handcuffs from her and trying to cuff her.

Janice used the gun as a club and struck him over the head with it. He collapsed instantly "I wasn't asking," she said as his eyes slid closed.

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Olivia found herself shaken awake in the middle of the night. She sat up, breathing heavily. She tried to figure out what had woken her but everything in her apartment seemed peaceful and as it should be.

She lay back down and tried to fall asleep once more but somewhere in the back of her mind, she couldn't shake the feeling that somewhere, something was terribly wrong.

A/N: Ooh, cliffhanger. What's gonna happen to poor Elliot? Please review and let me know if you like what I'm doing with this story.