Fearless

(Chapter Two: Desperate)

Elliot stood watching the crowd of uniformed officers and other detectives that had stepped out and even arrived from other precincts to help try and find Olivia. He stood still barely able to breathe and couldn't even move. People rushed around him gathering evidence and picking up the pieces of the puzzle they needed to reconstruct to find out exactly what had happened to his partner.

Elliot felt a knot rising in the pit of his stomach and could only imagine all of the horrible things some monster could do to Liv if he got a hold of her. She had helped to take so many dangerous murders, child rapists and other criminals off the street and was working on several opened cases as well. Everyone wondered in the back of their minds if this was not a revenge abduction.

He stared, his heart pounding and fear rising inside him as he watched the flashing lights of the police cars from the uniformed officers who were now blocking off the precinct parking lot with crime scene tape. It all seemed so surreal.

"The dogs picked up her scent," a voice said from behind him as Elliot turned to look at a man in uniform.

"Officer Kade. Detective Stabler," Elliot managed to croak out extending his hand to shake the strangers. "I don't know how I have worked here this many years and we have never met."

"I just transferred in a few weeks back from the Brooklyn."

"Oh, well thank you for all of your help with this," Elliot replied unsure what to say to the man.

"We all get pretty jumpy when the victim is one of our own," Officer Kade said looking around at all of the extra help.

Elliot cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head. It killed him that this officer was now referring to Olivia as a victim. But in all honesty, she was. The victim of the monster who had stolen her in the night and now Elliot had to do what ever it took to get her back.

"Umm….you said you had something?" Elliot asked trying to keep focused on the Olivia's case.

"Over here. The dogs picked up her scent at the car, over there it leads over here to where we found the food scattered. It was still there, but one of the rookie K-9's ate everything but the Styrofoam boxes."

The man chuckled for a moment as Elliot stared blankly at him. Officer Kade cleared his throat.

"The collected the containers and a plastic coffee mug from that area to try to see if the perp left any prints on them. The drag marks start there."

"Drag marks?"

"From her shoes. She was wearing high heels."

"You can tell that from the marks on the pavement?"

"Yes. The marks are thin, like the tip of a heel. And we found one of her shoes in the bushes. The dogs followed her scent down the hill and across the street, through some more trees and it comes out into a clearing on the back side of the park. Then the trail is lost. There are some tracks from a van or an SUV. We figure he grabbed her and drugged her here, then dragged her down the path and loaded her into his waiting vehicle. We lifted a few boot prints from the mud and managed to get prints from the get away car as well. They have already been sent to the lab. I told them to contact you if they get anything."

"Thanks," Elliot replied as the man patted him on the shoulder. "We're going to find her. She has every cop in the city searching for her."

Elliot raised his eyes to look at the man as he nodded his head. He pulled his business card from the inside pocket of his suit jacket. "Call me if you hear anything."

"Sure thing, Detective Stabler."

Elliot turned and walked back toward the building following the drag marks on the pavement with his eyes as he did.

"He's got her gun, too."

He looked up at John Munch standing in front of him.

"They searched the area and found signs of the struggle. Her remote starter by the dumpster smashed. Probably because she hit the panic button. They found some blood on one of the keys. We're hoping she got a piece of him, before she passed out. If that blood isn't Liv's it is our best evidence. We found her badge, but no gun."

"So he knows she is a cop?"

"Elliot, we don't think this was a random abduction. He grabbed a female detective from a precinct parking lot. He may not have been after Olivia specifically, but he was looking for a cop."

"How do you know that for sure?"

"Why go through all of the trouble to plan it out and risk an abduction from a police station for a civilian? And this isn't the public parking area. They only park squad cars and our personal vehicles back here."

"What about the cameras?" Elliot said pointing to the corner of the building.

"That is another reason we think it was planned. Every camera with a view of this lot went down has been checked and there is nothing on the tapes. Infact you never even see Olivia get into her car and leave."

"They changed the angle of the camera?"

"No. According to those tapes she never left the parking lot."

"That isn't true. She had the food containers when she was abducted. They must have hacked into our system and somehow looped the tape."

"Not a bad idea if you are going to kidnap a cop from the police station parking lot. It was the middle of the night and just about everyone else had gone home. But somehow he knew she was still here."

"You think he already had her picked out?"

"He watched her car, knew her work habits. Watched her leave and either followed her or waited for her to return. He waited for the perfect opportunity. She got out of the car and was alone in the middle of the night. She had her hands full, so it would take her a little longer to fight back. He waited until her guard was down and grabbed her."

"Liv had her keys in her hand and she slashes him with them or stabs them at him as she hit's the panic alarm, but he already has the chloroform over her mouth. She passes out and he takes off with her just before the officers responded to the alarm."

"Now we just have to figure out who would want to take Liv. We have to find her before he hurts her."

"We have half the city looking for her. We're going to get her back, El. No one is going to rest until Olivia is safe at home."

"John, what if this was about revenge? What if this was some rapist or murder she helped put away? He's going to kill her. If we don't find her now, he is going to kill her."

"We're never going to let that happen," Munch said squeezing his shoulder in support. "We wont give up on her."