Hello people of earth! Here is the next chapter! I hope that you all enjoy! That season premiere was awesome! OMJ I can't wait until next weeks episode! I love Jennifer Love Hewitt! So anywho as always read review and enjoy!
I don't own Law & Order: Special Victims Unit!

Olivia was in her tub for a really long time. The bubbled had gone a long time ago but the water was still warm and she didn't want to get out the tub. She felt so well relaxed. But after 10 minutes she sighed sitting up she stood and got out the tub wrapping her towel around her body. She went to her bed room and dried off. She was finally dressed in a blue sweat pants and a tank top that said Benson on the back and SVU across her chest .She went to her living room and sat on her couch. She cut the TV and just watched whatever was on that channel. She dozed off and slept for almost an hour. She sat up quickly hearing something coming from her bedroom. She stayed very still and just listened. When she heard nothing she stood up stretching realizing that she was hungry. She went to the kitchen and started searching for something to eat. She was making a sandwich when she heard a noise again. She turned slowly and made her way back to her bed. The knife with mayo on in her hand. Her gun was in her bedroom lying on her small night stand right next to her badge. She slowly opened the door slightly, just to see what was making the noise. She was hit the cold. She gasped seeing that her window was open. She rushed over and closed it. She looked at the window wondering how in the hell it got open in the first place. She felt someone behind and she looked at the window, behind her was the face of a man. She turned with a scream. "Get the fuck out of my house"

He laughed and said. "What? You don't want me detective sexy?"

Olivia knew that voice. "St. Nick?"

"In the flesh baby. Now we can do this easy way or the hard way" Nick said advancing her.

Olivia gripped the knife in her hand tightly. "Step any closer and I'm going to cut your balls off you sick fuck"

He chuckled. "What are you going to do with that butter knife? That thing can barely cut a piece of steak"

"Oh but I can make it work" She snarled. "Now get out of my house"

He stepped closer to her pulling out much larger knife. The knife that he used to kill the other two women. "Let's think about this. Who would win? And just think of what would happen to your partner? His kids?"

"Don't threaten them" she whispered.

St. Neck stepped even closer and said. "I can do whatever I want" He had Olivia caged in between him and the window. He was lightly tracing Olivia's jaw line with the edge of the knife.

She was lightly panting and shaking with anger. "Get off of me" she whispered. She easily lifted her leg and kneed him in the nuts. She shoved him backwards and sprinted over his body. Her eyes searching widely for her cell phone. She groaned when he tackled her to the ground her face smacking the hardwood. She whimpered feeling the blood come out of her now broken nose.

St. Nick flipped her around so that he was straddling her. "Detective! That wasn't a very good choice! Now look at you! Your nose is broken"

Olivia's face was throbbing. She easily kneed him again and shoved him off of her. "Keep your balls protected dirt bag" she kicked him hard in the face and made a mad dash for the door.

St. Nick groaned sitting up and reached in the waist band of his jeans pulling out a glock 45. He pulled the trigger and shot Olivia in the back of her leg.

Olivia cried out as she fell knocking over a small table as she fell down. She propped herself up and tried to stand.

St. Nick came up behind her wrapped his arms around her neck tightly. "What did I tell you?"

Olivia hands flew up and she dug on hand into his arm and the other clawing his eyes.

He tightened his hold and moved is head so that her hands flailed to reach his face. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a cloth drenched in chloroform. He placed it over her mouth and nose and held it there. "Go ahead Livvie. Just go to sleep"

Olivia was struggling in his hold and trying not to breath in the drug. But she was failing she was seeing black spots and then everything was getting fuzzy. She then passed out going limp in his arms.

"That's a good girl" He whispered against her hair. He lifted her up and took her to the bedroom. He quickly put some jogging pants on her along with a sweatshirt. He then went got her again and went out her window. He got in his truck and they drove off. "I wish you a merry Christmas. I was you a merry Christmas and a happy new year" he sang.

~Elliot~

Elliot was sitting at his desk looking at his clock and then at his phone. He was debating if he should call and check on Olivia. It had been hours since he took her home and he had a nagging feeling that something was wrong. He finally picked up his phone and called Olivia. It rang for a long time and then went to voice mail. He looked at the clock it was 3 in the morning, but on the other hand Olivia always answered her phone. He called 3 more times and when he didn't get a answer he stood up.

"What's up?"

"Olivia isn't answering her phone" Elliot said as he pulled his coat on. "I have to go check on her"

Fin nodded. It was only him and Elliot working on the case. Munch went on a search for coffee.

Suddenly Elliot's desk phone started ringing. "Detective Stabler Special Victims Unit"
There was breathing on the phone and then a laugh. "Hey there Detective Cocky."

Elliot's eyes narrowed. "Nick?"

"That is St. Nick to you"

"What do you want? To lead me to another body?" Elliot asked. He was pissed.

"Well no not at the moment. I haven't had any fun with this body yet. But I bet you have Detective" St. Nick laughed.

Elliot's eyes narrowed and he said. "What?"

"I bet you have had fun with this body I have right here. She put up a struggle when I went to her apartment to get her earlier. That wasn't very smart. So I had to knock her out, for her own good of course. OO look my Christmas present is waking up."

Elliot's breathing was labored and his blood was boiling. He didn't want his hunch to be true. He wouldn't be able to function if it was true. "Who do you have?"

"Come on say Hi" St. Nick laughed.

There was a groan and a throaty. "Elliot?"

"Oh Liv baby" Elliot cried out. Damn it! He should have stayed with her and protected her.

"El! He was in my apartment and he used chloroform on me!" she cried into the phone.

"Did he rape you?" Elliot asked quietly.

There was silence on the phone and then Olivia whispered. "No but he shot me in the fucking calf" there was then a loud smack and Olivia cried out.

"If you touch here I swear to God" Elliot growled.

"What? You touch her like this?" St. Nick laughed. Olivia could be heard whimpering. "So Elliot I must be going. Santa has been very good to me this year" the line then went dead.

"OLIVIA!"