Mwahaha, I'm back. Woo hoo! Anyways, this chapter came out a little longer than I intended, but I think ya'll will be pretty happy with it. Enjoy, and please review!
Disclaimer: Okay, if Alex isn't molesting Bobby in the interrogation room, Carolyn isn't kissing Mike silly in their SUV, or Olivia isn't having her way with Elliot in the janitor's closet, it's safe to say that they're not mine!
I'd like to dedicate this chapter to RoadRunner, Sweet-4-Stabler (yes, it's a twist on the Walker ep) Confused, Rach, Kelly, and Dez, for everything. Thanks, girls!
Cragen watched as Deakins sat vigilantly by his injured detective's bed, and he wished that he could do the same for his own. But Elliot had been placed in isolation when they had discovered that pneumonia was ravaging his already weak and defenseless body. So when he was at the hospital, he often checked in with Deakins to see how Alex was doing.
"They don't know why she hasn't woken up yet," Deakins stated softly, and Cragen swallowed thickly. "It's been two days. She should have woken up by now."
He started to reply, but his phone buzzed at his hip, and he quickly excused himself and walked into the hallway. "Cragen," he answered, but the person on the other end of the line was silent. "Cragen," he repeated, growing angry. Then the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end when he heard it.
Make them scream.
His stomach sank, and he fell back against the wall as he heard a gut churning scream erupt from the other end of the line. After a few seconds, the scream died, and Cragen heard a ice cold voice purr in his ear.
What do you think, Captain? the man sneered, and Cragen's fist balled at his side.
"What do you want?" Cragen growled, but the man simply chuckled.
Hmm, I have four of the NYPD's finest in my care. What more could I possibly want? he taunted, and bile rose in Cragen's throat. He gripped the phone, and the man laughed again.
Temper, Captain Cragen. Watch your temper. I could very easily give the word for my men to slit the throat of your precious Olivia.
Cragen's stomach sank. "Don't hurt her!" he blurted out without thinking, and the man clicked his tongue.
No, Captain, I have not harmed either of your precious females. But Goren and Logan? Well, they're a different story altogether…
Cragen's blood froze as he heard a pained scream from one of the men, and he desperately tried to swallow. "What do you want?" he repeated.
To help you, Captain. I'm going to tell you exactly where we are. If you hurry, you can still save your precious detectives, the man rumbled.
Cragen listened as he rattled off their location, but he had a terrible feeling that this man was just toying with their emotions.
Oh and Captain? the man questioned, yanking Cragen out of his thoughts. My request? I'm not the Subway Killer. That is not my Christian name. My name is Steven Kelley. You tell those reporters that. Cragen heard a click, then dead air in his ear, and he slowly closed the phone, then darted back into Alex's hospital room to tell Deakins.
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Carolyn watched in utter horror as Mike slumped back against the wall, bloody and unconscious. She tried to scream, but it came out as muffled whimpers against the cloth that was stuffed into her mouth, and tears fell from her eyes.
Beside her, Olivia struggled viciously against her restraints, and Carolyn could hear her grunting with the strain of her muscles. But her struggling ceased as he walked up to them, a sneer appearing on his face as he crouched down on one knee in front of the two restrained women.
Carolyn groaned when he produced a knife and inched towards them, but to the surprise of both of them, he cut the ropes that bound their ankles, then grabbed their arms and pulled them to their feet. "We're leaving," he informed them, and Carolyn's dark eyes immediately flew to Mike's limp form. He noticed her stare, and she thought his eyes softened just fractionally. "They're coming too," he stated gruffly, and a tear of relief spilled down her cheek.
He tried to lead her out of the room, but her anger flared, and he found that she wouldn't move. So he handed Olivia off to one of his men, and when they were gone, he glared furiously at Carolyn. She just shifted her eyes back down to Mike, then back up to meet her attacker's eyes again.
Behind him, another one of his men approached him and said, "Sir, I've heard about this one. It might not be such a good idea to separate them. She might be more inclined to follow directions if we let her stay with him." Steven whirled around and glared at the other man, who took a step back, then ran up the stairs and disappeared out of the basement.
Steven looked at Carolyn, then said, "I'm going to take this gag off of you, and if you so much as utter a peep without my permission, I'll slit his throat right here, right now. Understand?"
She nodded slowly, and he removed the gag from her mouth. She saw the evil in his eyes return, and she shuddered a little.
He ran the knife along her neck, smiling as she shivered in fear, and he said, "What will you do so that you won't have to be separated from your dear partner?"
She glanced over at Mike again, then forced the bile that had risen back down. "I'll…" She ran her hands up and down his chest. "I'll do whatever you want me to." Her stomach clenched as he ran his fingers through her hair, stroking it before gripping it tightly.
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear."
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An hour later, Olivia was watching in pure misery as the woods disappeared behind them, and her gaze occasionally drifted towards the wounded detective beside her. Bobby was sitting with his head against the window, and blood trickled down his temple.
In the back of the van, Carolyn sat with her eyes half closed, her arms protectively cradling her still unconscious partner. She could still feel him inside of her, and her skin crawled when she thought about it. But at least it promised that she could keep her partner safe with her, and that she wouldn't have to let him go. Through the slits of her eyes, she watched Bobby and Olivia, and she hoped that their captors would show some mercy towards them. Her wrists were bound loosely, but she managed to awkwardly stroke his hair, hoping that the motion would provide him some comfort. Her eyes began to slide shut, and despite her best efforts, she fell asleep.
She wasn't sure how long she had been sleeping, but suddenly the van lurched to a halt, and her heart began to pound again. She watched in horror as Olivia was pulled out of the van, then Bobby. The door opened behind her, and she held Mike to her chest as tightly as she possibly could. But despite her best efforts to shield him, he was ripped out of her lap, and she was roughly yanked out of the van. She gasped when she realized that a blindfold was being secured over her eyes, and her muscles screamed at her to fight back. But she knew that she couldn't do anything that would risk Mike's life, or Bobby or Olivia's.
Someone grabbed her arm, and she was aware of a cold blast of air conditioning as she was led into a house. "Watch your step," a man growled in her ear, and she took the steps slowly as she walked down the stairs. She was shoved onto something soft, and she faintly heard tumblers locking into place as a door was locked.
"Carolyn?" she heard Olivia ask softly. She pushed herself into a sitting position, then tried to shake the blindfold off, but with no results.
"Are you okay, Olivia?" she asked, and she heard the other woman sigh.
"I'm scared, Carolyn. What if they didn't find Elliot and Alex? What if?…" her voice trailed off, and Carolyn could hear the other woman sob softly. She could feel her own tears begin to fall, and she hoped that Mike was safe, wherever they had taken him.
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Cragen stood in the middle of the living room in the abandoned cabin, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. They were too late. The four detectives had been there, but by the time Cragen and the others had gotten there, the kidnappers were already long gone with Bobby, Olivia, Carolyn and Mike. There was blood spattered on the floor, and there wasn't a doubt in Cragen's mind that it belonged to one of the abducted detectives.
Please God, he thought. Let us find them alive.
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Carolyn was abruptly awoken when the door was flung open, and she immediately tensed. She could hear the men talking quietly, and she nearly cried out in fear when she felt the bed dip down. Suddenly her blindfold was gone, and she looked into the smoky gray eyes of her captor. Without a word, the ropes around her wrists were removed, and a first aid kit was shoved into her hands.
"We'll be back soon," the man growled, and Carolyn lowered her eyes. A few seconds later, they were gone again, and Carolyn's heart sank as she heard the locks click into place. Slowly she turned her head, and her heart raced as she looked upon her partner's bloody face.
"Mike," she breathed, and she reached her hand out and tenderly stroked his forehead. "What did they do to you?" she looked around the room, and her eyes fell on Olivia, who appeared to be sleeping. With a soft sigh, she pulled Mike's head into her lap and carefully began wiping the blood away from his face. As she tended to his injuries, his eyes remained closed, and she began to sing softly.
When you have to look away
When you don't have much to say
That's when I love you
I love you, just that way
To hear you stumble when you speak
Or see you walk with two left feet
That's when I love you
I love you, endlessly
And when you're mad 'cause you lost the game
Forget I'm waiting in the rain
Baby I love you
I love you anyway
Cause here's my promise made tonight
You can count on me for life
Cause that's when I love you
When nothing you do could change my mind
The more I learn, the more I love
The more my heart can't get enough
That's when I love you
When I love you no matter what
So when you turn to hide your eyes
Cause the movie made you cry
That's when I love you
I love you a little more each time
And when you can't quite match your clothes
Or when you laugh at your own jokes
That's when I love you
I love you, more than you know
And when you forget that we had a date
Or that look that you give when you show up late
Baby I love you
I love you anyway
Cause here's my promise made tonight
You can count on me for life
Cause that's when I love you
When nothing you do could change my mind
The more I learn, the more I love
The more my heart can't get enough
That's when I love you
When I love you no matter what
That's when I love you
When nothing baby
Nothing you do could change my mind
The more I learn
The more I love
The more my heart can't get enough
That's when I love you
When I love you
No matter what
No matter what
When she finished the song, she realized that Mike was awake and watching her, and she smiled and kissed his forehead. "How are you feeling?" she murmured.
"Sore, but I'm fine," he answered. She carefully lifted him off of her lap and helped him to stretch his lanky body out on the bed. To her surprise, his arms circled around her waist, and he tugged her down onto his chest and held her close. She tried to get off of him, knowing that he was already bruised and probably in a lot of pain, but he wouldn't let her go.
"Mike, I don't want to hurt you," she whispered, and his dark eyes flashed briefly before he smiled and pulled her against him again.
"You could never hurt me, sweetheart," he reassured her, but she was still reluctant to put any strain on his body. He grabbed her chin in his hand and guided her eyes down to his. "Please, Car," he pleaded, and she swallowed thickly. "Just let me hold you. I thought you were dead…" His voice trailed off, and she could see the tears pooling in his loving eyes.
Carolyn knew what he was feeling. All she wanted to do was hold him in her arms and never let him go again. So he watched as she laid down beside him, then she turned onto her side and wrapped her arms around his middle as carefully as she could. He rolled over onto his side so his back was to her front, and he relaxed as he felt each breath that she breathed against his neck. His hands wandered down to where hers were covering his middle, and they settled over hers, squeezing them reassuringly. "We'll get through this, Carolyn," he murmured, and she buried her face in his neck.
"I'm just so glad you're alright, Mike," she whispered shakily, and he laced his fingers through hers.
The door slammed open, and Carolyn and Mike heard an enraged howl before Mike felt rough hands grab his shoulders and yank him upright. Carolyn bolted upright and swung wildly at their captors, but they managed to pry Mike away from her.
From out of the corner of the room, Olivia flung herself at their captors, hitting and kicking them with all of her strength. She landed a few good blows, but one of the bigger men easily caught her wrist and shoved her to the floor. Carolyn took the opportunity to grab Mike's wrist and pull him back into her lap, but one man leaped onto the bed and shoved her back onto it, pinning her wrists above her head. She watched in horror as another man delivered one blow to Mike's jaw, making his entire body go slack. "No!" she screamed, fighting with all of her might.
Steven appeared in front of her, and she glared at him. "We had a deal!" she screamed, and he simply gave her an oily smile.
"No, my dear Carolyn. The arrangement we had was for the transport. I know better than to keep a male in here. He might help you two wenches escape." He sat down on the edge of the bed and caressed Carolyn's cheek, to which she shuddered and flinched from. He snarled and grabbed her by the hair, shaking her roughly as he spat, "You women are no good wastes of air! The only thing you're useful for is sex!"
Her eyes widened as he began to stroke her cheek again, then his hand went further down, making her choke on the air in her lungs. Steven noticed this, and he smirked a little, then motioned for the man on top of her to start. She felt her pants being yanked off of her hips, and she screwed her eyes shut.
When he was finished, Steven smiled at Carolyn and kissed her lips, then said, "For being a good little wench, I'll leave your boyfriend in here, for now." Carolyn was in too much pain to respond, and the door shut a few minutes later.
"Carolyn," Mike groaned as he pushed his upper body onto the bed. But she just rolled over and faced the wall, silently sobbing and praying desperately to be delivered from her agonizing emotional and physical pain. The last thing she knew was Mike wrapping his arms around her and holding her close, then complete and utter darkness.
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Olivia watched from the floor as Carolyn was attacked, and she cried in despair because she couldn't even help her. An SVU detective, and she couldn't even stop a rape that was happening less than ten feet away from her. It just wasn't supposed to be this way.
The men left again, and Olivia was somewhat thankful that at least Mike could try and comfort his partner. She wanted to kill the men that were doing this, and by God, the first chance she got she would kill them. She'd kill them for stealing from Carolyn what no man had any right to take, for kidnapping the four of them, for assaulting Mike, and for killing her best friend.
Another sob tore through her throat as she thought of Elliot's smiling face. I'm so sorry, El, she thought over and over again. I couldn't save you or Alex, and I can't even help Carolyn. Please forgive me.
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Cragen and the other detectives searched the cabin and surrounding woods for hours, until he finally decided to return to the hospital. As he reached Alex's room, he heard a terrified scream, and he sprinted into the room. "What's wrong?" he demanded, and a nurse tried to shoo him out of the room. He saw Alex sitting upright in her bed, and Deakins was sitting beside her with his arms wrapped tightly around her.
"Bobby needs me!" Cragen heard her wail, and he sidestepped the nurse and walked over to the other side of the bed.
"Alex, we need you to calm down," Deakins murmured, but she shook her head furiously and tried to pull out of his arms.
"Bobby needs me! He's hurt!" she cried, struggling weakly against Deakins. He looked up at Cragen helplessly, and they watched in anger and worry as a nurse smoothly injected a needle into Alex's I.V. She struggled for a moment, then relaxed against Deakins completely.
"What happened?" Cragen demanded as Deakins laid her limp body back against the pillows.
"She just woke up and started screaming for Bobby. I told her that he wasn't here, and she's convinced that he's hurt and is going to die," Deakins muttered, and Cragen looked at the small woman. They both knew that, even in her delusional state, she was right. The blood on the cabin floor was Bobby's, and they knew that the wounds were serious by the amount of blood. He opened his mouth, but his phone rang, and he quickly opened it.
"Cragen," he answered.
Hello, Captain.
TBC...
A/N: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Evil cliffie. Review, and I'll update... Until then, back under the sink I go! (hides under kitchen sink)
