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December 24, 2010

3:59 A.M.

The two men shrugged their shoulders and made their way towards Munch. Olivia broke out into a cold sweat. She was going to be alone with White. She was going to be alone with White. She was going to be alone with White. The terrible phrase repeated in her head over and over as she watched the taller goon stick Munch with a syringe. Olivia watched Munch go limp as they unlocked his cuffs and dragged him from the room. Olivia's thoughts continued to race as she desperately tried to come up with a plan, any plan. No one would come looking for them this early in the morning. No one would even know they were missing. Come on, Olivia. Think of something!

Olivia was quickly ripped away from her own thoughts as White's laughter filled the room. He looked over his shoulder and towards Olivia. He slowly looked her up and down, quietly moaning as he did so. All Olivia could do was stand there and cringe. White spun around on his heels before almost skipping back over to Olivia. Her heart was beating rapidly. There was no Munch to distract him this time. Finally, without any other options present, Olivia jumped in the air, pulling her legs up, trying to use her own body weight to break the the pipe she was attached to. The attempt was useless. The pipe only made a slight noise as she hung in the air. Her wrists began to bleed from the pressure and, defeated, she put her feet back on the ground.

"I admire your determination. I always knew you'd be a fun one, unlike that teacher. She didn't even put up a fight. Such a shame. Her appearance may have resembled you, but she was nothing like you. She...didn't have your spark." Olivia resisted the need to spit in his face as he leaned in closer to her.

"I intend to take that spark from you." He whispered quietly into her ear. Panic returned back into her mind as she struggled for something to say.

"You're...you're supposed to be in-in jail." Olivia stuttered in fear as she stared up into his eyes. White smiled before distancing himself slightly from Olivia.

"Not anymore, sweetheart." Olivia shivered at the nickname. "You see, I've had 12 long years to go over everything that's happened. Everything that you did to me. You're the reason I was thrown in jail." His hand made his way to his chin as he continued on with his story.

"Women these days, they don't know their place. Like you, for example. You took away my control. You lied to me when we were supposed to meet alone in that park. I don't have much respect for liars." His face hardened as he looked back over at Olivia.

"I was going to teach you a lesson that day. A lesson I never got to follow through with." He took a step toward Olivia and place his hands on her hips.

"And that's why I had to break out of prison. You see, I had some unfinished business I had to attend to. You understand, right? I couldn't just let you go that easily. Well, enough of my little bedtime story." White's hands began to caress her back as he took another step closer.

"Time to get on to the good part. I've had so many years to think about this and now it's finally going to happen." White was pratically on top of Olivia when he finally whispered,

"This is going to be fun."

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December 24, 2010

4:32 A.M.

Elliot tried for the sixth time in a row to call Olivia.

Ringgg...Ringgg...Ringgg...

"Come on, Come on. Olivia, please answer."

Ringgg...Ringgg...

Hi, you've reached Detective Olivia Benson. I am currently unable to answer the phone right now but if you leave your name...

Elliot slammed his phone shut before calling Munch again.

Hello, You've reached Detective John Munch...

"Damn it!" Elliot jumped out of bed and began to hastily put on his clothes. Kathy sat up and looked dumbfounded at Elliot.

"What the hell is going on, Elliot?" He had no time to deal with Kathy and her always pissy attitude.

"I've get to go." Elliot grabbbed his gun and keys and ran out the door.

"Elliot...ELLIOT! Get back here!" He was already gone.

Elliot drove as quickly as he could to the police station. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. He should've insisted on taking Olivia home. Elliot took out his phone again and dialed Fin.

Ringgg...Rin.

"Uh...he..hello?"

"Fin? It's Stabler. Listen I can't get in touch with Benson or Munch. I think something happened. Can you meet me at the police station?"

"Oh, man. Shit, I knew that teacher lookin' like Liv was no coincidence. Damn, I shoulda stayed with 'em. I'm on my way man." Elliot heard his phone click off as he pulled into the parking lot.

Their cars were still there. Oh God, what happened? Elliot jumped out of his own car as he ran through the snow toward the abandoned vehicles. Red was mixed into partially melted snow beside the left rear tire. Blood. Elliot felt an eruption of anger inside of him as he punched and dented the car's passenger door.

Olivia and Munch were gone. It was all his fault.