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Alex's and Olivia's Brownstone, October 17th, 8:47 PM

"I'm bored, I want to get off of this couch, my parents hate me, Olivia has me on house arrest… and where is that burger you said you were cooking me?" Alex grumbled at Elliot who was in her kitchen. "I'm starving."

"Give it three minutes and your parents don't hate you. Christ, what the hell did I do to Olivia to deserve this?" she heard Elliot mutter.

Alex glared at the kitchen for a moment before she sat up on the couch. "It's not like I specifically asked for you to come over alright! That was all Olivia's doing! Trust me, I'd much rather just have a nice quiet relaxing day without you! Why the hell did Olivia have to leave to go to the precinct anyway?"

"First off, stop yelling at me," Elliot snapped at her. "You may be pregnant, but I didn't do anything wrong to you. And she had to go because while you and Olivia were at the hospital; Munch and Fin found a single hair on the butcher's last victim's pillow; it matched DNA to a known felon, they found his apartment, and since it was Olivia's case, they called her in. But it's not her fault and it's not my fault for her calling me up and practically begging me to come look after you, so I don't know why you're getting snippy with me."

Alex groaned in annoyance knowing he was right before she stood up, after two unsuccessful attempts, and walked into the kitchen where Elliot had his back turned to her and was cooking something over the stove. "You're right," she said with a heavy sigh. "And I'm sorry. I had a very bad day and I'm taking it out on you and it's not fair to you. It's just my parents are probably never going to talk to me again, and I feel bad for what I said to my mom but I know she deserved it."

"What is it with you and Olivia always taking things to the extreme?" Elliot asked as he walked over to the cubpard and got out two plates. "Your parents are gonna talk to you again, you're going to forgive them and vice versa."

Alex shook her head. "You don't get it, Elliot. We both said really horrible things to one another. I don't think she'll ever forgive me."

"Yes she will," Elliot told her as he rolled his eyes. "Lila will be a little pissed for a while but neither of you took what the other one said seriously. You were both angry and heated; it happens. It's not like I'm defending the bitch. She was way beyond cruel to Olivia and had not a single right or reason to say those things to he and I wanted to beat the ever loving shit out of her when Olivia told me what exactly Lila said to her, but she's your mother, she's your daughters grandmother... she's not going to stay out of your lives forever. And who knows?" he added with a shrug, "now that she knows you aren't afraid to actually stand up for yourself and your wife; maybe that little outburst will actually get her to change."

Alex scoffed and looked at him like he had grown three heads. "You have actually met her right?"

Elliot shrugged once more as he turned the burner off. "I think that if it meant holding on to her hatred and stubbornness and losing you and your baby, she's change. She'll be resentful about it, but she would."

Alex rolled her eyes but held her doubts about Lila to herself.

She knew that Lila would rather die than admit she was wrong or change what she felt about anything and whenever someone would confront her or say she was wrong she would simply act like it was no big deal.

Alex knew she was never going to change, even if it meant never seeing her or her daughter again, she would be too stubborn.

Alex forced her thoughts away as the smell of actual beef and bacon that Elliot had bought from the store on his way over here after Alex had called him and told him that the only meat 'substance' they had was soy and turkey burgers filled up her kitchen.

"One REAL cheeseburger with REAL bacon," Elliot announced proudly as he slid the meat onto her plate. "Still gotta deal with the organic wheat buns and organic fat free cheese crap she has you eating, but at least you get some real meat."

Alex beamed at him as she grabbed the package of buns on the table and ripped them open, handing one to Elliot. "I cannot tell you how grateful I am right now," she nearly squealed as she put the cheese on the burger.

"You're welcome," Elliot chuckled as he grabbed the bottle of ketchup and poured it on his burger. "Just don't tell Olivia. She told me to follow the diet plan under threat of death."

Alex laughed and put the burger and bacon on the bun. She had just ripped open the package of cheese when Elliot's phone rang.

He pulled it out of his pocket and put it to his ear as he drenched it "Stabler," he answered as he covered his burger in mustard.

He was silent for a moment before his face fell into something resembling terror. Alex looked up from her plate and raised her brow in confusion. "What's wrong?" she asked quietly.

Elliot shushed her and turned his attention back to the phone. "Does she still have her weapon?" he asked; his words masked with fright.

Alex felt her heart jump into her throat and clenched the table tightly as she looked over Elliot's face, praying that it wasn't who she thought it was.

He didn't waste another moment as he hung up the phone and stood up, knocking back the chair.

Alex stood up as well. Her heart was pounding as she followed Elliot into the living room. "What's going on?"

"The butcher took Olivia hostage!" he hastily explained as he pulled on his coat.

Alex bit back a frantic sob as she too grabbed her coat. Elliot turned to her and simply glared at her. "No."

"She's my wife, I'm going too."

"Alex, I don't have time for this!" Elliot yelled but Alex refused to back down. "You're already under enough stress; you don't need to see your wife in a hostage situation!"

"And you think sitting here worrying alone is gonna do me a fat load of good? I'm going!"

"No you're not!"

Elliot went to open the door but Alex slammed it shut and stood in front of it.

Elliot turned to her and narrowed his eyes at her and Alex felt herself slightly waver under his glare. "I don't care if you're pregnant, Alex, I'll move you out of my way."

"We both go or no one goes."

The two stared at one another and Alex felt herself slightly shrink down some but ultimately held her ground.

Finally Elliot let out a frustrated growl and nodded. "Let's go, now!"

Alex said nothing as she moved from the door and Elliot wrenched it open and stormed out, Alex following, both thinking the same thing, 'please let her be alright.'

Downtown Manhattan, 42nd street, October 17th, 9:24 PM

Elliot slammed on the breaks after what had been a very silent and tense car ride as he pulled in front of the building where a SWAT van, several police cars, and several ambulances had collected in front of.

Alex was about to get out of the car when Elliot reached over and slammed the door shut.

"We have to get in there!" she shouted in disbelief as she turned to face him, the first words she had spoken since they had left their house,

"You do not say a single word to anyone," Elliot growled at her, "you do what you're told when you're told, you stay in the control room, but most importantly you do NOT let Olivia know you're here otherwise she's just going to panic. Do you understand me?"

Alex nodded as Elliot and her looked at one another for a few moments before they finally got out of the car, Elliot whipping out his weapon.

Alex only allowed herself a brief moment to look around the crowded street full of police officers, before Elliot almost had to drag her to the trunk of the car as he opened it and pulled out two police vests.

"The largest I got is an XL but it'll have to do," Elliot told her hastily as he handed it to her, Olivia putting on the vest quickly; withholding a groan when it pressed up against her stomach uncomfortably.

Elliot got out another vest and Alex had to bite her lip when she realized it was a medium; Olivia's vest. Elliot simply pulled it on but didn't even attempt to fasten the vest that was three sizes too small for him.

Elliot and Alex, as much as she could, raced through the group of civilians with Elliot holding his badge aloft so they would part for him and Alex.

The officers quickly let him and Alex through and they both ran inside where the dark and dirty lobby was crawling with police officers.

"What's the command central?" Elliot shouted out to no one in particular.

"Optics and command center are set up in room 6G, hostage is in 6D!" someone shouted out to him. "Floors 7, 5, and 6 have all been evacuated!"

Not wasting a moment Elliot and Alex rushed towards the stairs, Alex trying desperately not to seem like she was becoming too out of breath with both the extra weight of the baby and the vest added onto her.

"How about we take the elevator?" Alex suggested as Elliot all but kicked open the stair door.

Elliot didn't waste time arguing and simply pressed up on the elevator as many times as he could before it opened and both he and Alex jumped inside.

Once the door shut and Elliot had pressed the number 6; Alex took steady breaths to calm her nerves and began twirling her wedding band around her finger, something that had always worked to calm her down before but this time she couldn't help thinking that this time it almost seemed to add to her fear.

Alex was so preoccupied with the rung that she almost jumped when Elliot wrapped his arm around her and rubbed her shoulder. "She's smart, Alex, she'll get out of this," he muttered as if he were trying to convince himself as well as her.

Alex took a deep breath and held the tears she wanted so badly to shed at bay. "God I hope you're right."

They got off of the elevator and stepped into the hall which looked just as run down and beaten as the lobby had with peeling and chipped paint and several dents in the mortar

Alex swallowed heavily as she looked at the door where Olivia was being held hostage.

"Stay close to me," Elliot muttered low in her ear. "And do not make a single sound."

Alex nodded as she attempted to control her shaking. She and Elliot walked hastily towards the command center room and Elliot once again flashed his badge to the cop guarding the door.

They hadn't even gotten the door shut when a loud shout of, "what the hell is she doing here?" rang out.

Both of them turned and saw as Cragen stormed over to them, Munch and Fin behind him, fury and what one could only describe as panic heavy set in his eyes.

"She wanted to come," Elliot explained as he took off the vest as did Alex who rubbed her stomach trying to get rid of some of the pain that the vest had given her.

"And you actually let her?" Munch asked in surprise.

"I didn't have a choice."

Cragen looked at Alex for a moment and glowered at her. "If she finds out you're here, she's going to panic!"

"I don't care I wanted to be here," Alex said with a shrug trying her best to not be intimidated by the man standing in front of her.

Cragen sighed before he turned to Elliot who shrugged. "If Olivia finds out, it's your head that's gonna roll, remember that."

Elliot and Alex looked at one another before Cragen motioned them to the TV that stood on the wooden stand in front of the full size bed that reeked of moth balls.

"Meet Robert Conn also known as the butcher," Cragen explained as he pointed to the man on the TV. "He was arrested multiple times for rape, sexual assault, aggravated sexual assault, sodomy, and indecent exposure all since he turned eighteen and we just got word that he has quite the juvie list as well."

Alex looked at the monitor and gasped as her eyes landed on Olivia who was sporting a split lip and a blackened eye sat on the bed in a room similar to the one Alex was in. A tiny stream of blood from a wound on her forehead dried in a streak on her face. Her hands were tied over her head and tied to the bed posts and it disgusted Alex to see that it was the butchers own belt that bound her to the bed as well as the fact her captor was sitting right up beside her with his hand on her upper thigh. She had a look of calmness on her face, but Alex could see the fear that she was trying so desperately to hide.

The butcher was a large tall man in his early forties, at least two hundred fifty pounds of muscle and Alex would have guessed he was well over six feet tall. His dark brown hair was long and greasy looking and seemed to stick to his sweaty face.

His bloodshot hazel gray eyes were fixed on Olivia, a smug condescending look on his rough looking face. He had a small silver knife in the one hand that was placed on her thigh and Olivia's gun in the other. She allowed herself a tiny smile when she saw a large unattractive bruise on the left side of his face along with four bright red recently made scratches on his face, knowing all too well the effect of what Olivia's nails made on skin.

She hadn't gone down without a fight.

Alex bit her bottom lip in an attempt not to shudder, her heart pounding hard against her chest. "We gotta get her out of there."

"He says if we come in there, he'll kill her," Fin told her sharply.

"We can't just leave her in there with him!" Alex shouted as she forced her eyes away from the monitor and turned towards Cragen. "She's already hurt! If we wait any longer he's going to- ahh!"

Alex clenched her stomach as she doubled over; groaning loudly in pain.

Elliot grabbed her by the arm to keep her from falling but she yanked away from his grasp. "I'm fine, it's just Braxton Hicks," she told them avoiding their eyes.

The pain that she felt now in no way compared to what had happened to her earlier. But she didn't want any of the focus on her. She wanted everyone in that room to concentrate on saving Olivia and only saving Olivia.

Alex pushed herself back up using the mattress and forced herself to seem like she didn't have the worst pain she ever felt in her life coursing through her.

"Alex, do you need a hospital?" Cragen asked her.

"Worry about Olivia!" Alex pleaded as she looked back at the monitor once more trying her best to ignore the sharp cramping pain that over took almost all of body.

Cragen and Elliot looked at one another before they turned back to Alex.

"Alex, I know you want to be here, but if something goes wrong with you and the baby than-."

"I'm fine, please help her!"

Cragen tried once more. "Alex, listen to me please-."

But Cragen was cut off once more by sounds from the monitor.

"So are you married?" Robert asked, somewhat surprising Alex with the sly lust filled voice that he spoke with.

All five of them whipped towards the monitor and both Alex and Elliot glowered at the man as his hand began to stroke her upper thigh.

"He's been asking her all these personal questions," Cragen informed them. "No demands so far, just questions about herself. The one time she didn't answer him he hit her and threatened to kill her."

"He wants to humiliate her, find a way to use her answers against her," Elliot muttered softly.

Cragen nodded in agreement as they listened to the conversation.

"Yes," Olivia told him, her voice calm and strong, determined not to let him see the fear that Alex could so clearly see she wanted to release.

"She's actually telling him the truth?" Alex asked somewhat surprised.

"Half truths," Fin corrected her, "he asks her something, she answers in short one word answers, he assumes something, she lets him think he's right even if he isn't."

Elliot nodded in understanding. "She's letting him think he's in charge, keep him from getting angry."

Cragen nodded as well as they listened to the rest of the conversation. "I gotta say he's a very lucky man. How long?"

"Two years."

Robert let out a low whistle. "So still newlyweds huh? Still in that honey moon phase?"

"Yes."

Robert chuckled and the hand that had been stroking her thigh slowly moved to her pocket where he reached inside and slowly pulled out her wallet.

"Get your hands off her!" Alex snarled softly at the screen.

He opened the wallet and let out another low whistle as he turned it around to show Olivia. "Now who is that beautiful blonde sexy thing you got in here?"

Alex swallowed hard; knowing the first picture you saw when she opened her wallet was of Alex in a low cut shirt smiling widely, the day after they found out she was pregnant.

They watched as Olivia remained silent for a moment before she spoke. "She's my wife."

Robert raised a brow in confusion before a leer appeared on his face. "So you're a dyke?"

Olivia remained silent as Robert let out a short laugh. "You're a fucking faggot? Oh god, this is too rich! I got myself my first queer!"

"Don't talk to her like that!" Alex shouted loudly at the monitor.

For the briefest of moments they saw Olivia's eyes flash towards the wall before she looked back at Robert, looking much less confident and strong then she had been.

Robert's smile filled up his face as he shook his head. "You're a fag. Ain't that a fucking surprise?"

"Look just calm down, okay," Olivia pleaded, surprising everyone when her voice came out much more nervous then it had been before. "Please just… please don't hurt me."

"Why is she getting nervous now?" Munch asked in confusion.

Alex closed her eyes in defeat, remembering that they were in a cheap hotel room and the walls were thin as they could be. "She heard me yell."

"Damn it!" Elliot growled as he hit the bed. "I told you, Alex; if she knows you're here she's going to panic!"

"I'm sorry!" Alex apologized as she felt her stomach cramp up again but she refused to even acknowledge it.

"Look it doesn't matter," Cragen interjected while glaring at Alex. "Robert didn't hear it, so if Olivia's smart and keeps her cool she's going to get out of this alive, alright?"

Elliot said nothing but instead he continued to glower at her for a moment before they both turned back to the screen where Robert moved closer then he was before towards her.

He chuckled once more before he looked her up and down, playing with a strand of her hair. "So, fag… Have you ever been fucked by a guy?"

"No, now please just calm down and let me go," Olivia asked once more. "I don't think anyone should become stressed over this, alright? People could get hurt," Olivia told him her eyes briefly flickering over towards the wall once more and Alex felt a strong pang of guilt rush through her.

Robert scoffed and shook his head. "I'm not getting stressed, Olivia was it?"

He smirked as he straddled her putting her gun down on the bed and put his now empty hand on the outside of her jeans. "I am just personally honored that I'm going to be the first cock you ever have inside your tight little pussy."

He slipped his hand inside her jeans and a cold unforgiving smile washed over his face as Olivia bit her lip hard to keep from crying.

"NO!" Alex screamed frantically as she raced towards the door only to be restrained by Cragen, Fin and Munch doing the same with Elliot as he too tried to race out the door.

Robert may not have heard Alex the first time, but they suspected everybody in the building heard her that time.

His hand ripped out of her jeans and he stood up as he looked over at the wall, grabbing the gun. "Shut the hell up!" he screamed loudly.

Alex noticed that when he turned away from her, Olivia at once began to yank and pull her hands out of the belt.

"Come on, Olivia!" Alex silently pleaded breathing heavier as the pain in her stomach grew even more pronounced and she finally let out a whimper of pain and clenched her stomach and suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

She thought she heard someone call her name but it was all she could do to concentrate on the scene on the screen and not on the pain that threatened to overtake her.

Forcing her eyes on the monitor once more she watched as Robert walked around the room while Olivia still fought against her restraints and Alex could see that both hands were nearly out.

Two seconds later they watched as her hands slipped out from the belt loops for half a moment before she slipped them back in to make it look like she was still imprisoned.

They all watched as Robert continued to look at the wall before he shook his head. "Nosy ass neighbors," he muttered before turning back to Olivia and smirking at her. "Now where were we? Ah that's right… I was about to give you a fuck you're never going to forget."

Robert undid his jeans and strode over to Olivia who swallowed hard and they all could see her take a deep breath. The gun was aimed directly at her chest.

She waited until he was directly in front of her before she attacked. She pulled her hands out of the loosened belt loops and grabbed the gun.

They struggled for it for only a few seconds before a gun shot rang out while the gun was till pointed at Olivia. She let out a scream and nearly collapsed on the bed but still continued to hold the gun.

Elliot, Munch, Fin, and Cragen wasted no time as they ran out of the room, their weapons drawn in front of them.

Elliot was the first out of the room and kicked down the door and rushed inside. Robert had just enough time to look up before Elliot sailed into him, sending him, Robert, and Olivia to the ground.

Elliot griped Roberts wrist and snapped it back as far as it would go, hearing a loud crack followed by Robert screaming in pain.

His hold on the gun loosened and Elliot wrenched him away from Olivia and slammed him up against the wall quickly pulling his arms behind him and cuffing them.

"You're under arrest, you son of a bitch!" Elliot snarled as he made the cuffs go as tight as they could go.

Cragen, Munch, and Fin all ran over to Olivia who was breathing heavily and holding her stomach.

"Are you hit?" Cragen asked as he moved Olivia's hands from her stomach. Olivia shook her head no.

"I'm fine," Olivia assured him as she showed him there was not a spot of blood anywhere on her stomach or anywhere else from besides where he had hit her earlier. "I just got the wind knocked out of me."

Cragen let out a relieved sigh of relief. "We better go tell Alex that."

At hearing Alex's name, Olivia shot up, a look of panic on her face. "I knew I heard her! She's not allowed to be under any stress! Why the hell did she come?"

"Elliot said he didn't have a choice," Cragen explained.

Olivia didn't waste another second as she got up from the floor and ran out of the room and into the other room.

Cragen shook his head as he stood up and Elliot made his way over to him. "Can you get Munch and Fin to take care of him? I don't think Alex Is feeling good and-."

But he was cut off by a scream that brought all the men in the room to a complete stand still.

After the initial shock Elliot and Cragen ran out of the room leaving Munch and fin to take care of the prisoner.

They hurried into the control room and stopped dead at what they saw.

Alex had collapsed on the ground and Olivia was holding her tightly in her arms; shaking so much she was shaking Alex as well, unable to get even a single comforting word out.

Sobs escaped Alex's mouth between the screams of horrific pain that left her as well; clutching her swollen stomach.

"Call 911!" Olivia cried as she turned towards them, her own tears flowing heavily down her face. "Her water broke!"

But it wasn't the screams or the positions of the two women that had stopped them cold, or even the order and reason that had followed that Olivia had told them.

It was that along with the clear watery amniotic fluid that was gushing out of her and now covered Alex's pants as well as the carpet; a thick dark red blood was flowing out of Alex and covered her jeans as well, with no signs of stopping...

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