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Okay so this chapter is slightly shorter but I will be working on making the next one a little longer.
Usual warnings apply.
Chapter 3
St Elmo Elementary school. 11.00am
Olivia held her breath as the man with whom she had only been talking to moments earlier now gripped her tightly. He made her skin crawl, just thinking about the things he had done to those innocent people. Now though she had to push those horrifying thoughts to the back of her mind. She was going to need to use all of her tactics to insure they would all leave this room alive.
Macy stared at his latest addition intensely. He had never seen a female cop who looked so vibrant, so enchanting. He had the greatest feeling he was going to have a lot of fun.
Olivia struggled out of his grasp slightly. "John," she murmured. "John you can let go of me now."
Macy snapped back to his senses. "I'm terribly sorry Olivia. Was I hurting you?" He released his hold on her and she immediately bolted to the other side of the room where Melissa and the children were sitting as quietly as they could be.
"Are you okay?" Olivia asked in a gentle whisper.
Melissa raised her eyes to the woman now squatting in front of her. "I think so," she nodded.
Olivia's attention then turned to the children. "Hi guys my name is Olivia, and i'm with the police."
"Are you here to take us home?" Came the small voice of a five or six year old girl wearing pigtails.
Olivia nodded. "I'm going to be working on it."
A curly haired boy then started crying. "I want my mom."
Olivia felt a lump rise in her throat. "I know sweetheart, and you'll see her soon." She wiped the tears from his eyes. "I promise."
John could hear lots of whispering going on and it unnerved him. "Times up Olivia! As you can see their fine. Come back over here."
Olivia reassured them once more before heading back to where John was standing. "So John why don't we talk."
Macy suddenly snapped. He grabbed his rifle from where he had left it earlier and pointed it at Olivia. "You know this is a high powered rifle and one bullet could easily penetrate that vest you're wearing. And even if it didn't kill you, it would hurt like a bitch!"
Olivia was face to face with him now, their bodies just inches apart. "Why bother with all that when you could shoot me in the head."
Macy pressed the tip of the rifle into her vest. "But that would be too quick. You know it can take hours to die from a bulletwound to the stomach I were to miss all your major organs."
Why is he telling me this? "John you're not a sadist, and you're not going to shoot me." She grabbed the gun he was holding and lowered it down.
"Your right Olivia." He tenderly traced a finger down her cheek. "I'm not going to shoot you. You're far too beautiful for that."
Olivia flinched away. "So why don't we talk."
"Talk! That's all you people want to do is talk. Well i'm done with talking. I want some action."
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"So Detective Stabler. You still think it was wise to let your girlfriend in there?" Morgan asked whilst they were all waiting patiently outside.
Elliot instinctly grabbed Morgan's collar, his eyes burning. "She is not my girlfriend!"
Morgan grabbed Elliot's arms and flung him back slightly then straightened up his collar. "Got a bit of a temper there Elliot. Maybe that is where your partner gets her hot headedness from. Let's just hope she can keep it together in there."
Elliot didn't say a word. Over the past several months he had let his temper get the better of him in certain situations, but this time it was purely due to his overprotectiveness of Olivia. He shouldn't have let her go in there, but he also had to keep the faith that she could handle the situation.
A few seconds later Morgan's phone rang and he promptly answered it.
Elliot listened as he heard Morgan conversing with just a few nods and yeses. Once he hung up the phone he waited for Morgan to divulge the information.
"That was your Captain Elliot. He's downstairs and he wants to talk to you."
"Shit!" Elliot cursed. There was no way he was going to be able to hide anything from his Captain.
Captain Cragen hadn't heard anything from his two best detectives he had sent out to St Elmo Elementary school that morning, so he figured he best get down there and find out for himself what was going on. He was joined by Fin and Munch who had already questioned everyone they could at the hospital. They had only been able to get bits and pieces of information, most of which they had already known.
Arriving at the scene Cragen who was wrapped in a black overcoat and checkered cap walked towards a few officers keeping watch at the perimeter of the crime scene tape.
He flashed them his credentials and then along with Munch and Fin stepped inside. Morgan greeted them in the caferia once again. Elliot trailed behind not really in the mood to face the wrath of Cragen especially when he found out about Olivia.
"You must be Captain Cragen," announced Morgan reaching out to shake his hand.
Cragen reciprocated. "You must be Trent Morgan. So what is the situation here? And where are my Detectives Stabler and Benson?"
Elliot coughed slightly and approached Cragen. "Captain i'm a little surprised to see you down here."
Cragen suspected something suspicious straight away. He had know Elliot far too long and could read him like a book. "Is that so Elliot. Now tell me what the hell is going on, and where's Liv?"
It took a few minutes for Cragen to process what Elliot had just told him. "So let me get this straight. You let Liv go in there alone with some crazed lunatic and you didn't try to stop her."
Elliot couldn't blame Cragen for being angry. He was angry at himself. "I didn't let her go in there capn... she just well insisted. You know what she's like."
Fin dove into Elliot almost knocking him clean over. "You sonavabitch!"
Cragen yanked Fin off the Detective. "That's enough!"
"Morgan you 're in charge here what do you have to say about this?"
"Hey i'm not getting into this. Detective Benson was pretty adament about going in there, and with all due respect Elliot here did try to talk her out of it, but well what can I say she is one annoying pain in the ass."
This time is was Munch's time to throw a few punches, but before he had the chance Fin grabbed him. "Forget it man."
As much as he wanted to blame Elliot, Cragen knew how stubborn Olivia could be, and he knew Elliot would go to any lengths to protect her. It was just they were like his family, and Olivia was like a daughter to him. He couldn't help but feel a pang of fear just knowing what she may have let herself in for.
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"So Olivia don't you think it's about time we had a little fun. I mean we have to pass the time somehow, and quite honestly i'm getting a little bored."
Olivia watched as he rubbed himself with one hand whilst his other hand firmly gripped his weapon. "I haven't had...you know in a long time."
She turned away in disgust. "I'm not interested, so keep it in your pants." Silently she was nervous, but she had to stay calm and in control.
His cheeks redened in anger. "Fine! Maybe we'll see if Melissa wants to play."
Melissa retreated further against the wall as Macy lunged forward grabbing her arms roughly almost dragging her across the floor.
"Leave her alone John!" Olivia screamed as she attempted to restrain him.
"Get off Olivia! If you want to defy me that's your choice but Melissa will do exactly as I say."
Olivia wasn't giving up." John don't touch her!" She grabbed his arms attempting to wrestle him for the gun.
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From the other side of the door the men could hear the commotion inside. They could hear the screams of both Olivia and Melissa.
"Olivia!" Elliot shouted. "Olivia what the hells happening?" His fists banged furiously on the door. He took out his gun. He was was going in, he had to.
"No Elliot!" screamed Fin. "We can't risk it with the hostages inside. Just wait."
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"Bitch!" John howled. As much as he liked having Olivia around she was becoming quite the annoying pest. He jolted the gun away from her, and then pistol whipped her hard across the face causing her to slump to the ground in obvious pain.
The children were screaming, Melissa was crying and shouting protests whilst Olivia clutched her face. A small trickle of blood running down her cheek.
John quickly composed himself and began tearing at Melissa's skirt.
"Please John No!"
Olivia struggled towards John again, but he saw her and aimed the gun at her. "Maybe a shot to the head will suffice," he told her matter of factly.
Olivia closed her eyes and waited for the shot, but it never came. What she did hear was the sound of a struggle and when she opened her eyes she found it was Melissa attacking John. She couldn't see the gun but she certainly heard the bang. OMG!
John quickly inched away as he focused on the young teacher lying on the floor in front of him. Blood pooling beneath her shoulder close to where the bullet had hit
"Melissa, Melissa!" Olivia shouted as she kneeled by her side.
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"What the hell was that?" Cragen demanded upon hearing the single gunshot. "Please tell me Olivia was wearing a vest."
Elliot nodded, although he had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach What if Liv was shot? He began kicking the door "Liv! Olivia! Damn you Macy what happened?"
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Olivia pressed her hand over the wound. The blood began seeping through her fingers. From what she could gather the wound didn't appear to be life threatening but if left untreated, or she lost too much blood she could go into shock. "It's alright Melissa," she reassured her. "You're going to be okay."
"Now look what you've made me do!" Macy spat as he slammed his head into the wall.
The next sound they heard just made the situation a whole lot worse. It was one of the children and he was gasping for air.
"Miss Matthews," shouted one of the other children. "Its Carlos. He can't breathe."
