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Chapter 4

When Olivia woke up the first thing she wanted to do was touch the cut on her face, it was sore. With her eyes still closed she tried lift her arm but it was caught on something. Confused, she opened her eyes and looked down at her arm, at her wrist.

She saw that it was cuffed, the other cuff was tight around the frame of the bed she was lying on. She only had to look to her right to see she was in a hospital room. She looked at her left arm and could see that she had been hooked up with an IV drip.

She then noticed Elliot, sat in a chair at the foot of her bed, sleeping. "El?" she said, her voice quiet.

It was enough to wake him from his light sleep. He jumped up out of the chair and ran over to the door and swung it open. "I need a Doctor!" Elliot yelled into the corridor.

With the door open Olivia could see a uniformed officer stood outside her door. Here she was thinking it had all been a dream. Elliot was suddenly at her bedside again. He gently picked up her hand.

"How are you feeling?" he asked her.

Olivia just shook her head. She closed her eyes for a second but when she opened them there was a Doctor by her side and Jared now stood in the doorway.

"Olivia, how are feeling?" the young female Doctor asked her.

"What happened?" Olivia asked.

"You collapsed, probably from exhaustion but the fact you were so dehydrated didn't help either. When was the last time you ate or drank anything?" the Doctor asked her.

"When I was out with Ethan, night before he was killed, I think. We went to a restaurant. I don't remember eating or drinking since then." Olivia said.

"You didn't give her a drink when you were interviewing her?" Elliot asked Jared.

"Said she didn't want one." Jared said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I'll bet!" Elliot said, storming over to Jared.

"Enough!" the Doctor ordered. "I want everyone out whilst I talk to my patient."

"Not a chance. She's a suspect in a murder case." Jared began, the Doctor cut him off.

"And she's my patient. Whilst she's here I'm in charge of her and what happens to her. Right now I need to check her over, so please, everybody out." the Doctor said again.

Reluctantly Elliot and Jared both left. Once the door was shut the Doctor sat down in the chair Elliot had been sitting in.

"Thought you had checks to do?" Olivia asked.

"I do. I also wanted everyone out so I could ask you something." the Doctor said.

"What?" Olivia asked.

"Did you know you were pregnant?" the Doctor asked.

Her words made Olivia turn to face her, she had been staring blankly at the ceiling but now her eyes were fixed on the Doctor's pretty face. "P…p…pregnant?"

"I'd say four to five weeks. Had you had any missed periods?"

Olivia shook her head, not to say no but just out of confusion, shock even. Thinking back she couldn't remember the last time she had had a period. Tears suddenly began to fill her eyes. She knew there was only one possible person who could be the baby's father, Ethan, and he was dead.

The Doctor could see she was upset. "Look, I'll leave you to think about what I just said. I'll be back to speak to you later." she said.

Olivia just nodded and quickly composed herself. She wasn't about to let the others know what she had just been told. The way this case was going it would probably only be used against her somehow.

Jared walked back in the room as the Doctor left. Olivia could see Elliot on his phone outside, ignoring a nurse who was telling him to get off it.

"Bad news or good news. Know which one I'd prefer." Jared sneered, checking her chart.

"You know this whole time your looking at me for this, leaves Ethan's killer still out there. They're gonna end up getting away with it."

Jared walked right up to her and once more leaned over her, his face right in hers, just like he had been in the interrogation room. "I'm not wasting my time looking for someone else when I got his killer right in front of me. When you killed Ethan you didn't just kill my partner, you killed my best friend. I will see you punished for this." Jared said matter-of-factly.

Part of Olivia felt sorry for Jared. She knew how she would be feeling if this were all the other way around and it was her fighting to find Elliot's killer, her partner, her best friend.

"Please," Olivia began, "You have to believe me. I would never kill Ethan."

Jared stared at her, his eyes darted side to side as he studied her face. "You're gonna go to hell for what you did, but not before you rot in prison. I hope the women there treat you like the shit you are." Jared spat bitterly at her.

Olivia allowed her head to flop back, why she had even thought that pleading with him would work baffled her. Suddenly Jared was pulled away from her and then Elliot was back by her side.

"I want her un-cuffed now." he said.

"She's being held on bail in case you've forgotten."

"She just made bail." Elliot said, a smug smile on his face.

Jared shook his head as he angrily stormed out of the room.

"How?" Olivia asked Elliot.

"Cragen re-mortgaged his house." he told her.

It was a little like deja vue to her that yet another colleague of hers had had to mortgage their house to bail her out. First Elliot and now Cragen.

"I want to go home." she said as she sat up. It was actually the last place she wanted to be but it beat being in hospital. At least Jared couldn't be hanging around her when she was at home.

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It was brilliant. It was all working out so well. Perfect in fact. This is exactly what they had wanted. They wanted to laugh with happiness, but they couldn't yet. She hadn't been sent down yet. But they knew she would and that was when the end of their plan could be put into place.

The finale was going to be big!

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She had known Elliot hadn't wanted to leave her alone at the hospital, but she had to speak more to the Doctor about her pregnancy, and she wasn't ready for Elliot to know about it yet so she had forced him to go, telling him she would get a cab back. Truth was she wanted to walk, she needed the fresh air, she needed the time to think. She also knew it would mean it would be longer till she was back in her apartment, somewhere she wasn't sure she wanted to be yet.

She stepped outside the hospital door and took in a long deep breath of the cool night air. She was wearing her clothes, thanks to Elliot bringing her them. It was a spare set she usually left in her locker. It felt good to be in her own clothes.

She sighed before she took a step forward, beginning the little over a half hour walk home.

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Even knowing about the amount of psychos in Manhattan, Olivia wasn't scared walking home, mostly because there was too much else on her mind. She was almost home, she was about to turn the street that would put her on the block where she lived, when she heard a car behind her. It had been moving fast a moment before but it had suddenly slowed, but not quite stopped. She could hear it tailing her.

She began to walk a little quicker and was concerned but not surprised when it too sped up a little bit. She began running, it was the first thing she could think of to do. She'd only ran a few steps when the car sped up and drove past her.

She stopped, just an inch sort of the bonnet of the car, as it mounted the curb. She turned and moved to run back the other way but before she had chance a set of strong arms wrapped around her chest, pinning her arms by her side.

She went to scream but a hand clamped down over her mouth. She began to kick, desperately struggling to break free, but suddenly someone appeared by her legs. The person was dressed in black and wore a ski mask.

She kicked out at them, her foot connecting with their chest. They fell back onto the floor on their ass and again she began trying to break free from the other persons grasp. She was so pre-occupied with struggling that she didn't see the person get up until they were right in front of her. Before she had chance to kick them again they put a hand on her shoulder, grabbing a handful of her jacket, pulling her into them. She knew the move and knew what was coming next. Thinking of the small fragile life growing inside her she began to plead.

"No." she said, her voice muffled under the persons hand, "Please, no," she begged again but it didn't stop the person from delivering a very hard punch into her stomach.

She gasped as the wind was knocked painfully out of her. Unable to struggle for a moment the person grabbed hold of her legs. She was then carried around the back of the car and stuffed into the trunk like luggage. She couldn't see her hand in front of her face when the trunk door was shut.

"Help me!" she tried to scream, her lungs still trying to grab a breath after the punch. She began banging on the roof of the car.

She was suddenly thrown about as the car reversed and then again as it sped forward. She began panicking as she had to wonder where she was being taken to and by who.

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It had been just under an hour, she estimated, when the car came to a stop. She listened as the engine was switched off. For a few seconds everything was quiet. Then she heard multiple car doors open, she heard them all slam shut and then footsteps moving around her.

She held her breath when everything went silent again. She waited and listened, but she heard nothing, not a sound.

~0~0~0~0~

It was hot in the trunk of the car where Olivia had continued to be trapped for almost half an hour. Everything was still silent outside. The heat was making her already exhausted body even more tired. Her head wasn't thinking properly, it was paying tricks, she kept thinking she could hear sounds outside, but then it would be silent again.

She wasn't sure if it was due to a lack of oxygen, or the heat or the nausea she felt, but her eyes kept drifting shut. She didn't know how she could feel tired with her heart still pounding wildly in her chest.

Without warning the trunk was opened. Three pairs of hands reached in and grabbed at her. She tried to dodge them but there were too many and the small trunk didn't really offer her anywhere else to move to.

One of the pairs of hands grabbed the collar on her jacket. Another set wrapped around her legs and the other set grabbed her arms.

"Help me!" she screamed as she was pulled out of the trunk.

She was carried away from the car, all the time struggling against the people who held her so tight. She looked around her surrounding, she was under a bridge, she was about to work out which one when she was literally thrown to the floor.

She groaned in pain as she rolled across the hard, rocky, uneven ground. She tried to push herself up but a heavy hand on her back pushed her back down. She could then only lay there as she was kicked by the three people, all at once.

She tried to lay on her stomach, as much as could, trying to shield it from the blows. One of the kicks flipped her onto her side. Her arms shot to her stomach, protectively covering it. "Stop, please!" she begged, as the kicks kept coming. It wasn't the hardest she'd been kicked but they were getting more and more powerful each time.

She screamed in agony as one of the kicks hit her arm, she heard a snap and the pain that followed was nauseating. She tried to stay focused on anything but the pain. She had gotten glimpses of her attackers, judging by their size they were men, judging by there being three of them she had a pretty good idea who they were.

She cried in agony again as one of them stomped on her leg, over and over. She was sure they were trying to break every bone in her body and if they carried on this way they were quickly going to succeed.

As quick as the blows had come they suddenly stopped. Olivia was beginning to lose consciousness from the amount of pain she was in. She watched with groggy eyes as the dark night lit up around them. She could hear a car engine, it was loud, the revving engine growling almost.

She listened to running footsteps and then as car doors were slammed shut and a car sped off. She could hear it as it got further and further away. That was the last thing she remembered about that night.

They got out of their car and walked over to were Olivia lay on the floor. She wasn't moving, her body lay limp and lifeless. Her arms lay rested over her stomach, they were covered in deep purple angry bruises. One of her arms were bleeding, and a bone was piercing out through her skin.

She needed to go to a hospital, that was clear. They reached down and grabbed hold of Olivia's jacket and dragged her along the floor over to their car. They opened the backseat and pulled Olivia up onto it.

They shut the door and then got in the car. They started up the engine again, next stop, the hospital.

TBC

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Anyone got any ideas on who the stalker could be?