Before Elliot left (Obviously), before Eli and after Elliot was divorced from Kathy.

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Chapter 3

Elliot wandered aimlessly for a couple of hours. He was slowly sobering up. And definitely kicking himself for going to the club and acting like a drunken fool.

He ended up outside Olivia's apartment around 4:30am. After banging on the door, and getting yelled at by several neighbours, Elliot tried calling Olivia. He got no answer. Getting frustrated Elliot pulled out the spare key Olivia had given him in case of emergency. Ok, she hadn't given it to his so much as he had copied it during his lunch hour. He needed it, just in case. And he was definitely glad he had it now.

Bursting into her apartment Elliot quickly learned that Olivia was not home. He had been expecting her to avoid him. Something didn't feel right. Elliot couldn't sit still. He paced around Olivia's apartment. He had been here before, of course. But he had never been here alone. A picture sat on Olivia's bookshelf. He had never see it before. It was a candid shot of Elliot and Olivia laughing. Looking at it more closely Elliot realized it was probably taken at a picnic the SV unit had a couple weeks ago. Olivia was looking at him, her eyes shining, her head slightly back in laughter. He was smiling at her. Elliot figured it would be clear to anyone looking at the picture that he had feelings for his partner.

Sighing Elliot checked the time. 5am. Shit. Where was she?

Getting worried Elliot called the Captain.

"What the hell do you want Stabler?" The Captain barked into the phone, "This better be good."

"Captain, I think something is wrong with Olivia's case. I think her cover was blown."

The Captain groaned, "What did you do Stabler?"

After hearing Stabler's explanation the Captain sighed, "Listen, Elliot, I can understand why you are worried. I am too. And I'm not happy about your actions. But there isn't enough to go on right now. And I'm not going to go storming down to the club just because you have a hunch something isn't right. There is too much riding on this. Olivia can take care of herself. She could be anywhere. Maybe she's crashed with a friend, maybe she doesn't want to talk to you. I sure as hell wouldn't blame her. Fin and Munch will go down to the club tonight and check things out. You need to stay away. Got it?"

"Yes, Captain…" Stabler muttered. He hung up and decided to crash on Olivia's couch, just in case she came home.

Later that day

Stabler sat at his desk, tapped his pencil and starred distractedly at the door. He hadn't gotten any work done all day. His neck hurt from tossing and turning on Olivia's couch. And he had a sinking feeling he had messed up and his partner was in trouble.

A bing from Elliot's computer captured his attention. Sighing he tore his eyes away from the door and checked his email. He was surprised to see an email from a blocked address. The subject line read: A Present for Elliot Stabler.

Elliot hesitantly opened the email, not sure what to expect. The email read:

Dear Detective Stabler,
Thank you for sending your lovely partner to us. She will come in very useful. I thought you might like to see what you helped make happen. For we never would have guessed that this sexy thing was a cop if it hadn't been for you. But you just reek "cop" and your actions made it very clear that the lovely Olivia is in fact a cop too. But don't worry. We won't let this interfere with our plans.
More Later!
P.S Don't try to find her. You'll only make things worse.

The email wasn't signed. It had one file attached. Elliot held his breath and clicked the file. After a couple of seconds a picture filled his screen.

"Fuck!" Elliot swore and pounded his fist on his desk. He dropped his head into his hands and continued swearing.

Fin came over and looked at Elliot's computer screen. He let out a low whistle and said "Damn Stabler. What the hell is this?"

"They have her Fin, her cover was blown," Elliot ground out between gritted teeth.

"Shit. Munch, come here!" Fin yelled.

Munch, Fin, Elliot and the Captain stared at the picture. They were all silent. Their faces drained of colour. On the screen was Olivia. There was blood on her face, her cheek had a blue bruise forming on it and she looked drugged. Olivia was lying with her arms tied to a bed. Her body curled into the fetal position.

The Captain quickly set things in motion, he sent Fin and Munch down to the club and called Stabler into his office.

"Dammit Captain I should be down there. I want to get these guys!"

"Stabler, I don't think that is a good idea! I can not let you jeopardize this case. I have a missing detective and I am not going to send a loose canon into the middle of things. I want you to get the guys from computer crimes to look at the email and try to find out who sent it and where they sent it from. Do not leave the station. Do you understand me?"

"She's my fucking partner!" Stabler screamed at the Captain.

The Captain's voice lowered and his face softened, "I know, and that's why I think it would be best if you stayed away. There is too much emotion involved."

Elliot let out a roar of frustration and slammed the Captain's door on his way out.

Hours later the computer guys still knew nothing. Fin and Munch had found nothing down at the club. And no one could locate the Ryan guy who owned the club. Stabler was bursting with frustration. Stabler walked into an interrogation room and shut the door. He screamed and kicked the wall until he slumped to the floor with his head in his hands. He felt so guilty. This was all his fault. He had been so jealous. He couldn't stand men looking at her and touching her while she wore those skimpy outfits. And now look at what had happened. His partner was in danger. They were going to hurt her. And he wasn't allowed to leave the fucking station. He knew the Captain's reason's were good, but he felt like he was going crazy all cooped up while Fin and Munch were looking for his partner.

Stalking back to his desk Stabler asked if they had found anything yet. They computer guys shook their heads, barely looking at Stabler.

"What the fuck good are fucking computer guys if they can't fucking do anything." Elliot screamed as he kicked his desk. Everyone in the room jumped.

"My office, NOW Stabler" The Captain yelled.

Elliot's stare shot daggers at the Captain as he followed him into the office. He shoved his hands through his short hair.

"Elliot, I know you are frustrated. I know you are worried. But alienating everyone isn't going to do a damn thing. I would send you home if I wasn't worried you would do something stupid. But I want you to go lie down. And try to calm down! We all care about her, El. But there are ways to do this. Now go lie down."

Elliot followed the Captain's directions, he was suddenly deflated and exhausted. His whole world had been turned upside-down. And there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He felt overwhelmed.

Elliot lay down and focused on not crying. He couldn't cry at the station. He showed no weakness at the station. Never had. He especially couldn't show weakness when it came to his partner. He couldn't let anyone know how he felt about her.

There was a knock on the door and a computer guy stuck his head in. He looked embarrassed and extremely uncomfortable.

"Um, Detective? We have something."

Stabler jumped up and ran to his desk. The computer crimes guy sitting at his desk started explaining immediately.

"You got another email. This time we were able to track the general area they sent the email from."

The Captain was already on the phone telling Fin and Munch to get there with backup ASAP.

Stabler went white, "I want to see it."

The computer crimes guy looked nervous, his eyes darted over to the captain and then back to Stabler.

"I don't think that's a good idea, El" The Captain said softly as he tried to steer Stabler away from his computer.

Stabler twisted away and strode over to his computer. His chair was quickly vacated and Stabler sat down hard, his mouth is a firm line as he turned towards to the monitor. Taking a deep breath he opened the email.

There was no text in the email this time. Just a picture. Stabler stared at it for a second, he took in Olivia's obviously beaten face, the unconscious loll of her head, the angry red slash marks on her chest and her partially exposed breasts. Her legs were spread and each ankle was tied to the bed with rope.

Stabler's head spun. He felt like he was going to pass out. He turned and threw up into his trashcan. Then he grabbed his jacket and walked out of the station.

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