Disclaimer: I do not own Law & Order SVU or any of its characters. Dick Wolf does. I do not own "I walk the line" the song belongs to the great Johnny Cash not me. This story is solely for fun, practice, and hopefully someone's entertainment. I only own this story and any characters I create.
Summary: The SVU Gang is about to come across a perp like they have never encountered before causing a domino effect will change the face of the SVU forever. E&O. Rated M for later chapters.
Dolls
Chapter 2
Discovery
December 31st 2010
2145 pm
New York City
Morgue
Melinda stood over the body in the morgue. She was 26 years old. Her hair was a wig. She had been shaved. Her scalp much like her entire body was encased in wax. Initial outer coatings of wax making her appear almost doll, perfect in her outer appearance. Her lips were sewn shut with skin colored thread. Her eyes left purposely wide open. This was going to be work peeling off the layers of wax tightly adhered to her skin. Melinda suspected although not finished with her autopsy that the wax was applied to cover what lay beneath it. She had no idea.
December 31st, 2010
2300pm
New York City
Morgue
Elliot and Olivia entered the morgue. Melinda looked up at them with a perplexed look on her face.
"What have we got?" Elliot asked.
Liv approached the silver slab stopping; she studied the young girl's face. She looked unreal. Olivia looked up at Melinda Warner waiting.
"I am not sure" Melinda said, "This is going to take a while."
December 31st, 2010
2330pm
Time Square
New York City
She was standing in the cold. Her feet frozen and hurting in the $850.00 Chanel boots that she was wearing. Her dark brown hair fell forward as Jessie lowered her head against the cold wind and huddled closer to her friends. There must have been a million people in Time Square and the ball would not drop for another hour. She was sorely missing her room at Hudson University. Her very warm room she thought. She did not notice his eyes following her and neither did anyone else.
She was so pretty. Perfect, he thought his hand on the syringe in his pocket.
New York City
On the road
Olivia huddled in her coat in the front seat of their sedan. Elliot was focused on the road ahead. His eyes shifted to Olivia shivering beside him. He turned the heat and fan up higher.
"Still cold?"
"Is that a rhetorical question, EL? It is freezing. First, the horrendous city snow fall and now the deep freeze" Olivia quipped.
Elliot smiled at her, "It'll heat up soon."
"Like when we get back to the station" Liv stated more than questioned her eyebrow raised as she gave him that look.
He smirked, "No with this traffic, we will never be back at the station"
"We will need Huang on this case. Don't you think?" Liv asked.
"Girl covered in wax, lip sewn together, and vagina sewn up. Yeah, this one has Huang written all over it." Elliot said.
Liv's phone vibrated. She smiled down at the text despite the ugliness of the case.
"It's Alex, wishing us a Happy New Year all the way from Africa. Can you believe she remembered even with time difference?" Liv smiled.
Alex text: "Happy New Year, Liv. I know you and El are somewhere together tonight so tell him "Hi" and I miss you both and wish you both everything great this year. Love you, Alex! "
Elliot looked at the clock which was quickly approaching midnight and smiled at Liv, "I guess we will be starting the New Year out together."
Liv smiled back at her partner and grinned, "In our cold police issue sedan and in traffic, together. That is so us."
The man on the radio began the countdown. 10, 9, 8…
Elliot smiled and placed the car in park. He leaned toward Olivia. 7, 6, 5…
Olivia smiled and turned to Elliot. 4, 3, 2…
One.
Elliot breathed in her perfume, sweet vanilla and caramel. He inhaled deeply. His lips lightly brushed her cheek. Her skin was so soft under his lips like velvet. "Happy New Year, Liv" he said his voice dropping several octaves.
Olivia shivered involuntary. Her brain told her it was only from the cold. She whispered "Happy New Year, El" Her brown eyes lifted locking on his blue ones and she shivered again and this time she knew it was not from the cold.
Elliot eyes drifted lazily to her lips they so close. He had barely pulled back from her cheek. His heart was thumping in his chest and he felt that imperceptible pull toward her. He could feel her breath so sweet and close. She was not pulling back if he leaned just a little closer their lips would touch. Her lips were so full and partly open. She was so close. Elliot leaned in.
Liv's breath caught and she could not move. Her eyes were drifting shut. Oh god, she thought. She could feel the heat radiating off Elliot. Her brain was screaming at her to pull away now. She couldn't even think straight. Her brain had turned to mush. His breath was so warm, so masculine, and so close. Her heart was racing, pounding in her chest. Her body was trembling with the urge to lean in, she felt it everywhere the intense need. The ache for him for his touch.
The phone between them rang as their lips were less the centimeters from touching. It's loudness, surprising them and causing them to jerk apart. The phone's ring was closely followed by the loud horn of the driver behind them giving them a less than friendly gesture.
Olivia picked up her phone, hoping Elliot did not notice her hand was slightly trembling, "Benson"
"Happy New Year Liv" Casey's drunken voice screeched through the phone.
Elliot shifted to drive pulling through the light to join the cars moving in front of them. His mind was going a mile a minute. Had he just almost kissed Olivia, his partner and best friend? He knew the answer and worse yet knew he meant to do it. What the hell was he thinking? He was married.
Olivia tried to focus on Casey's drunken diatribe but her mind was racing. Did she almost kiss Elliot, her partner and best friend? Had she wanted to? Oh God, she had wanted to.
Elliot watched Liv out of the corner of his eye. She was staring straight ahead. He could hear Casey from the phone. But he was focused on Liv. She was biting her lip again. God, he hated when she did that. It was too sexy especially combined with the flushed cheeks she was know sporting. He shifted in his seat. God, he did not need to get a hard on. She would kill him.
"Happy New Year, Case. Do you have a ride home sweetie? Okay, be careful. I will tell the guys. Call me tomorrow. Yeah, we have a rather ugly case. Okay, bye" Olivia heard the phone click. Without looking at Elliot, she said, "Case said Happy New Year".
Jan 1st 2011
0400am
New Jersey
Basement
She woke with a start. Her eyes tried to focus in the dim lighting. Her arms hurt stretched behind her in metal shackles. She tugged hard as the panic built inside. There was nothing but concrete on each side of her. Then she saw it. Oh god, no, no, no, her legs shifted pushing up against the concrete floor in a desperate attempt to move away. She screamed and screamed as struggled wildly in the shackles. And as he whistled that familiar refrain and his smile grew.