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December 24, 2010

4:23 A.M.

As much as Olivia resisted, she couldn't keep her eyes from closing. She had now been awake for over 24 hours. Oh God, what happened to Munch. Harris had mention to White earlier that he had killed his "friends". Was Munch one of them? Tears began to slowly work their way down her blood stained cheeks. This was not the time to breakdown. She had managed to make it this long, she had to stay strong.

Harris had not spoken since they began their drive. Olivia had been grateful for the silence. The last thing she needed to hear was his voice. Her eyelids began to droop again. She tried looking out of her window. The world around her was beginning to lose focus, everything blurred together. She could no longer fight sleep. Her mind was shutting down on it's own. Thoughts of Sealview began to cycle through her mind...

"The hole is over in C-Block, what are we doing down here?" Olivia tried her hardest to keep her voice steady.

"Shut up." Harris's voice was cold, deep.

"Look I know I freaked because of the outbreak. I apologize." Harris's grip became tighter on Olivia's arm.

"Oh, we're way past apologies now. Now, shut up and do what you're told."

A dirty matteress lay in front of them. Olivia's heart sank.

"What..." She stutttered, "What do you want?"

"What every guy wants..."

"No.." Olivia whispered as Harris took a firm grip of her cheeks.

"And you're gonna give it to me..." Her body slammed onto the mattress...

Olivia's eyes shot open. She tried her best to catch her breath. Harris snickered from the front seat. She had been crying, hard. Her face was red and her nose runny. She wasn't going to be able to do this. At Sealview she had back up, she had Fin. This time she didn't. This time there would be no hero to save the day. She was alone.

It was clear now they were on the interstate, going god knows where. She needed a plan. Olivia had to save herself, she had to be her own hero.

Olivia was snatched away from her thoughts as she realized they were getting off at an exit. Damn, damn, damn. She needed a plan, now.

They drove maybe twenty minutes in some little rundown town before finally pulling up to an isolated cabin. Harris threw the suv in park and shut off the ignition.

He quickly turned around and faced Olivia, licking his lips.

"Ready to finish what we started?" He was grinning like a kid in a candy store. Olivia felt herself begin to panic.

"You know what might be fun..." Harris unbuckled his seat belt and climbed into the back seat. He forced Olivia's back against the door. That's when she felt the handle next to her hands. She tried her best to hold her breath as his face crept closer to hers.

"You look rough. Mmmmhmmm, tough night?" Harris hoarse whisper sent chills down her spine. Oliva turned away from his face. His mouth was nibbling on her ear, before he let out a loud groan. His hands began to maneuver their way over her body. Olivia did everything she could to shift away from his touch.

"You're a little prude, you know that?" Harris laughed as he began playing with her hair.

"You're a little prick, you know that?" Olivia snarled.

"I like it women talk dirty." He quickly took a fistful of her hair and yanked it back. Olivia let out a small yelp of pain. "I bet you're a real freak in bed." Harris forced her to lie on the seat and positioned himself on top of her. Olivia's breathing instantly became shallow. His lips violently met hers. She couldn't breathe. Her body trembled under his.

"Oh God, do you realize how much I need you? You're, you're perfect." Harris sat up and began to quickly undo his belt.

Olivia slammed her eyes shut. It was now or never. She reared her head back before bring it quickly forward, making contact with Harris's head in the process. The pain was unbearabled. She heard Harris howl as he flew to the other side of the backseat. Her back to the door, she tried frantically to open the door with her handcuffed hands. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the door click open. Olivia fell, hard, out of the car and into the cold snow. She scrambled to get up and took off running.

"You won't get away that easily!" Harris cried as he climbed back into the front seat and started the car.

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"Elliot! We got the results on that license plate number you gave us." Fin could hardly catch his breath.

"Lousie White, 49. Lives in Chelsea. This is White's ex-wife." Elliot felt his heart race as he looked over the information. They finally had a lead.

"Let's go, Fin!" Elliot snatched up his coat and keys.

The car ride to Chelsea seemed to drag on for hours. Elliot couldn't get his mind off of Olivia. He tried his best to fight back tears.

Fin looked over at Elliot and realized how sad he looked. Sad wasn't the right word, hopeless. Olivia and Munch had been gone for hours. Fin could understand how Elliot had lost faith. He had too.

Elliot quickly pulled into the driveway of Lousie White and jumped out of the squad car. Fin tried his best to keep up. Elliot balled his hand into a fist and slammed it hard, three times, against the door.

"May I help you?" The woman was dressed in her nightgown, her eyes tired from being abruptly awaken.

"NYPD. We need to talk to you about your ex-husband Richard White." Elliot did his best to stay calm.

The woman's eyes grew wide with with fear.

"Oh God, what has he done...please, please come in." Elliot and Fin quickly rushed inside out of the cold and Lousie shut the door behind them.

"Can I offer you some coffee?" Her eyes still filled with fear.

"Actually we're pressed for time so if we could just ask you some questions." Elliot's tone came off as snappy.

Lousie clasped her hands together before sitting down on her couch.

"Richard...He...He really is a terrible man." She struggled to get the sentence out. Tears streamed down her face. "What has hhh-he done?"

"He's kidnapped two detectives." Fin flinched at the rashness of Elliot's answer.

"Have you heard from him recently?" Fin tried his best to meet the woman's eyes.

Lousie bit her bottom lip and stared down at her thin hands.

"Was, was one of them a woman?" She looked up, her eyes red.

"Have you seen HIM! PLEASE JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION!" Elliot grabbed the woman by her boney shoulders.

"You...You have to understand, I...I love him. You see, Richard, he is a very sick man. He can't help himself. He sees a woman and...it's like he has no control..." Elliot's eyes glazed over as he reared his hand back and slapped Lousie across the face.

"I don't give a damn how much you love that piece of shit. He has my partner." His words escaping through gritted teeth.

"Stabler..." Fin grabbed Elliot by the shoulder. He released Louise, who collapsed onto the the carpet. She was sobbing.

"Come on, let's get a warrent and come back, this pathetic bitch isn't going to tell us anything." Elliot's face seemed to have warped. He wasn't Elliot. Elliot would never slap a woman, Elliot would never treat women with such disrespect. He was blinded by grief. Fin knew Stabler could not work this case.

Elliot spun around and speed walked towards the door. The woman finally looked up from the carpet.

"There...There's this warehouse..."

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