Disclaimer: I. Do. Not. own. Law. &. Order. SVU.
A/N: Next chapter DRAMA. Read away!
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"Peter? Then he must know something! I have to find him, now!"
"Now Liv, don't jump to conclusions."
"Well, I am. I'm going to his apartment and you can go check with his business to see if he really had a trip to Miami."
"Well, if he is in Miami, what are you going to do, break in?"
"I have a key."
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Olivia opened Peter's door. It was a typical single- guy apartment. A mess. She looked around. Nothing looked unusual. She looked in the guest room where Sarah always slept when she stayed with Peter. Nothing there was unusual.
Her cell phone rang. "Benson," she answered.
"It's Elliot. Peter was fired from his job two months ago."
Olivia grabbed her chest. "That could mean anything!"
"I know. I need a written description of Sarah for an accurate Amber alert."
"She is 5'2, weighs about 100 pounds, light brown hair, dark brown eyes. She was wearing black converse, blue jeans, white t-shirt and a black hoodie," fresh tears rolled down her eyes as she got an image of the last time she had seen her daughter.
"Thanks Liv. Did you get anything from the apartment?'
"No, but I still think you should send CSU up here, just in case," as Olivia was talking she looked in the guest room she saw something purple on the nightstand. She walked over to look at it and saw that it was Sarah's cell phone. "I just found her phone."
"Oh, yeah, we called the local car rental place and asked if a Peter Walton rented a car and they confirmed he did. A grey Toyota. We have all patrols on alert for the car."
"Okay. I'll see you here soon," she said as she hung up. She turned to the bathroom in the guest room, the door was closed. She opened the door and walked over to the sink. On the sink was a bloody rag.
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Once Elliot and CSU got there, they took the bloody rag to the lab.
Elliot insisted on driving Olivia home. She had not stopped crying since finding the rag.
Once inside Olivia's apartment Elliot got her a glass of water. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Of course I'm not okay! I have no idea where my daughter is, and it's very possible that she could be with her psycho father! So no, Elliot, I am far from okay!"
"I'm sorry Olivia."
"No, I know you mean well. It's just I'm so scared, and I don't know what to do. I dont know if she is hurt, or scared, or cold. I mean for all I know she could be dead somewhere!"
"Liv! Don't talk like that! Your daughter needs to be found, and how is that going to happen if her mother is completely broken!"
Olivia collapsed into Elliot's arms. She sobbed. After a moment she looked in his eyes. There lips locked almost instantly, but she quickly pushed him away.
"You should go," she said.
"I'm sorry Olivia."
"Don't be," she said to him before he went out the door.
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Olivia was tossing and turning in her bed, wide awake, when the house phone rang. She quickly grabbed it off the nightstand. "Sarah?" she answered.
"No. It's Casey."
"Oh, hi Casey," she said a little disappointed.
"I just heard. I'm so sorry Olivia. Is there anything I can do?"
"No, but thanks."
"If you need anything please, just call me, okay?"
"I promise if there is anything I need you will be the first one I ask. There is a search team out now, but Cragen insist I try to get some sleep so you know."
"Good. Do you want me to come over?"
"No, I'm just gonna try to get some sleep, but thanks Casey."
"Your welcome. I'll come by tomorrow."
"Alright, bye," she hung up. Even though she said she was going to sleep she knew she wouldn't. She got out of bed and poured herself some of the hours old coffee left in the pot. She took a sip even though it tasted awful. It didn't bother her though, she didn't feel anything anymore. Tonight was the first night that Sarah has ever been away from home, she wouldn't even stay at friends' houses. Olivia ached all over, but she didn't care. She didn't really care about anything anymore except finding Sarah.
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Sarah was in a dark room. She didn't know anything that was going on around her. After he hit her in the head she passed out and she woke up here. All she knew was that he took her and hit her, and that she needed to get home. Her mom was probably worried sick. She didn't even know what time it was.
She looked around but saw nothing, then she heard foot- steps. He was coming back. She could hear his heavy feet. She could always tell that he was carrying something because she could hear him pounding it against his hand. The door opened. She saw his large frame and the 2-by-4 he was carrying.
"Please," she begged. "Don't do this," tears were rolling down her face.
"I'm sorry, but every message has a sender," he said before he slammed the wood into her stomach.
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A/N: Wow! Kissing and beatings in the same chapter? What kind of story is this! Well, I wrote it and I don't even know! What will happen to Sarah? Find out in the next chapter of You Wouldn't Think!