I had a bit of trouble getting things going in the middle. I didn't originally intend for this chapter to be this short, but I like where it ends, and the next one should be pretty long. Sorry I took so long getting to the action, but here it comes, and I hope you enjoy it.

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Elliot stared at Kathy. He was shocked, but only slightly. He couldn't pretend like he had no idea this was coming. They had tried to make things work for Eli, but they were worse than before. They fought more than the first time around, and it just wasn't good for the kids.

"Elliot, don't look so surprised. We tried and it didn't work. And it's difficult to make a marriage work when one of them is in love with someone else," Kathy said.

"You found someone else?" Elliot asked. There was a soft sting there even though he no longer loved Kathy.

"No, Elliot," she said, a hint of jealousy in her voice, "you're the one who's in love with someone else."

Elliot looked at her questioningly.

"You're in love with Olivia. I see it, and everyone else sees it."

"Kath-"

"No, Elliot, let me finish. We're both ready to move on. We fell out of love a long time ago. I think I knew it was over as soon as I saw your partner." Kathy walked into the living room and she came back into the kitchen with a large yellow-brown envelope that Elliot knew was full of divorce papers. "I just need for you to sign them."

Elliot took the envelope. He stared at it for a moment before standing and walking towards the steps.

"Where are you going?"

He turned his head to the side and replied, "A hotel. I'll sign these and bring them back in a few days."

Fifteen minutes later, Elliot was walking out of the house with a full duffel bag in hand. He opened the passenger side door and tossed it in before walking to the driver's side and setting himself inside. He headed for Manhattan. He figured a hotel closer to the precinct would be best. At a red light he caught a glimpse of his key ring. There was one key on it that he'd never used. Around four years into his partnership with Olivia she had been in court all day. Elliot had needed a few files that Olivia had left on her table so she had given him her spare key but then had never asked for it back. Elliot decided not to find a hotel and instead headed towards Olivia's apartment building. He grabbed his duffel bag and walked through the front door and to the elevator. When he came up to the door that read "4D," Elliot took out the key and put it into the lock.

When he opened the door he took in the familiar smell. It was a smell that was uniquely Olivia's. Subconsciously, Elliot inhaled deeply. He went back into her bedroom and set his duffel bag on the floor. He stared at the bed that Olivia hadn't bothered to make before she left. Seeing all of this truly allowed the reality that she was gone to sink in, and Elliot already missed her. He had tried to tell himself, for the sake of being married, that he had no feelings for his partner. At this point he realized it wasn't merely just feelings. He was in love with her.

A week into being at Havencrest had Olivia running into a lot of dead-ends. More than one guard had shown an interest in harassing her. None had touched her yet, but she knew it was only a matter of time. She had only managed a few words with Dean here and there. He believed he had an idea of which group of guards were taking the women and he was trying to make himself appear as an ally. Olivia had kept an eye out for Dean all day, but she never saw him.

"Lewison!" a guard called from outside her cell. "You're coming with me."

Olivia eyed him skeptically.

"Now! We don't have all day!" he commanded angrily, clearly running out of patience.

She walked to the front of the cell and placed her hands through the hole to allow the guard to put the cuffs around her wrists.

"Hey! Watch it!" she said menacingly as the guard forcefully grabbed her arm and yanked her next to him. "Where are you taking me?"

"You don't ask me questions," he growled in response.

Olivia became very nervous. Something just didn't feel right. She struggled to pull away from the guard, but he merely tightened his grip. He led her down a few flights of stairs till they reached the bottom level.

"Why are you taking me down here?" she asked, terrified. It felt like Sealview all over again.

The guard leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "You know exactly why I'm taking you down here, Detective Benson."

Olivia's breath stopped. Her heart began to pound against her chest cavity. She used everything she had to attempt to free herself from the guard's ever-tightening grip.

"Let go of me!" she cried.

He just laughed at her knowing that Olivia would never be able to overpower him. He opened the door to a room (if it could be considered that) which had no windows and only a small light hanging from the ceiling. The guard threw her in and quickly pulled the door shut behind him. Olivia let out a grunt of pain as her body connected with the hard, concrete floor.

"No! Please don't do this!" she screamed, pounding on the metal door as best as she could with her wrists still cuffed. She knew it was worthless. She turned around and saw a body lying on the floor. "Dean!" Olivia ran over to him not knowing whether he was dead or unconscious. She felt his neck for a pulse and spotted the needle mark. "No, no, no…"

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So the stuff that fanfics are made of begins. I would really love to hear what you guys think; I haven't had much feedback and I think it might be causing me to drag my feet a bit. But I think now that things are picking up it will be easier for me to write. However, I do start school tomorrow, but that has never stopped me from being on here instead of studying and doing homework.

xoxo

~Liv