Before Elliot left (Obviously), before Eli and after Elliot was divorced from Kathy.
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A quick chapter about what was happening with Olivia during the time frame in chapter 3! Hope you like it.
Chapter 4
Last time we saw Olivia she was tied up and a foul smelling rag was stuffed in her mouth. She was in Bert Ryan's office with him and two bouncers.
Olivia tried to spit out the rag. There was a roaring in her ears. Her face stung.
"So, Detective Olivia. What should I do with you?" Sarcasm dripped from each word. He started laughing, "Oh Olivia, don't worry. I have plans for you."
Ryan let go of Olivia's hair. She blinked rapidly to hold back tears. Olivia Benson doesn't cry. She tried to focus.
Suddenly a bag was roughly placed over Olivia's head. It was secured just below her jaw. She swallowed hard against the tightness around her neck and was relieved that she could still breath regardless of the gag and ties around her neck.
Olivia felt herself being lifted up and carried out of the room. She fought against the ropes at her wrists and tried to remain calm. The ropes dug into her skin and she knew her wrists were going to be rubbed raw.
Olivia heard a click and then was tossed into what she guessed was the trunk of a car. She winced as her hip and shoulder struck something hard. Olivia tried to get as comfortable as possible with her hands tied behind her back. Rolling over only made it more uncomfortable.
Olivia felt like she had been in the trunk forever. She had completely lost track of time. The rag in her mouth made it hard to breathe. She felt dizzy and drowsy. Her body felt heavy. Olivia realized that she had been drugged. She tried to stay alert. She thought about work. She thought about Stabler. Thoughts of Stabler made her angry. She was furious with him. But under her anger, Olivia was scared. She might not see Elliot again. She couldn't handle that. Olivia blinked back tears.
Olivia awoke with a start. Her arms were tied above her head and she was curled up on a mattress. She was relieved that the bag and gag had been removed.
Her arms ached from being tied up. Her face felt stiff and swollen. Olivia gingerly moved. Even though she felt like she had been run over by a truck, Olivia didn't think anything was broken. Taking a deep breath Olivia looked down. She was relieved that her clothes were still intact and that it didn't feel like anyone had messed with her.
Olivia tried to get her bearings. The room was large and it had one window. The window had been boarded up. Through a crack in the boards streamed sunlight. Olivia could almost make out some leaves. The walls were plain, a dirty white colour. The bed had no sheets. The floor was very beaten up wood.
Olivia tried to think through her headache. She figured she wasn't in a warehouse. The floor didn't fit. And the leaves Olivia thought she saw through the crack in the window boards made her think she was probably on the second floor. She realized that this deduction was a stretch. At least she knew it was daytime.
The door flew open. Ryan entered the room. Every step of his work boots against the wooden floor echoed as he approached Olivia. She felt every step as though it were a physical blow. Her stomach was in knots by the time he reached her bedside.
"Olivia. So nice to see you awake."
Olivia glared at him as he ran a hand over her hair and across her cheek. He used his finger to tip her face up so she was looking into his eyes.
"I don't like being lied to. I don't like being set up. And I don't like police. That's three strikes, Olivia, you are out!" He slapped her.
Olivia flinched but tried to maintain eye contact. She didn't want him to see how rattled she was.
Ryan untied Olivia's wrists. She immediately swung a fist at him. He growled when her fist connected with his jaw. He straddled her hips and grabbed her wrists holding them above her head.
"You are going to regret that." He said in a low, dangerous voice. Olivia fought against Ryan, trying to buck him off. A sick smile spread across Ryan's face and he thrust his pelvis into Olivia's. "You're just making this more enjoyable for me…"
Olivia went still. She felt sick.
"Rope," he barked in the direction of the door.
A couple of seconds later one of the bouncers brought in lengths of rope. He tied them to Olivia's wrists, pulling tightly so pain shot through Olivia's arms. He yanked the rope until Olivia was stretched out and helpless.
Ryan pulled out a knife. Olivia's blood ran cold. Her breath caught in her throat.
Ryan twirled the knife, enjoying the terror in Olivia's eyes. He brought the knife up to her mouth and placed it sideways on her lips. Olivia tried not to move as the cold metal of the flat side of the blade pressed into her lips. Ryan slowly slid the knife off her lips. The edge of the blade caught her lip and left a trail of blood behind it.
"This shirt has got to go." Ryan gestured to Olivia's chest. She was wearing a low cut corset top. Ryan flicked his wrist and slit some fabric. Unhappy with the results, he hooked the knife under the edge of the shirt. His movement was clumsy and he cut into Olivia's skin. He pulled up on the knife, cutting through the shirt. He repeated this motion several times. Leaving the shirt in tatters and Olivia's chest partially exposed and painful.
Olivia bit her lip to stop from crying out in pain. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. He finally climbed off her. Ryan untied Olivia's ankles. This time he was prepared and had a bouncer holding her legs so she couldn't kick. The bouncer held tightly, his fingers digging into Olivia's skin. Ryan jerked Olivia's legs apart and tied each ankles to the bed.
The second bouncer appeared with a rag. Olivia clenched her jaw determined not to be gagged again, but the bouncer merely held the rag over Olivia's nose. Olivia turned her head and tried to get away from the rag. The bouncer leaned his forearm across Olivia's temple, holding her head in place. His other hand anchored the rag across Olivia's nose. Within minutes Olivia was out.
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