Sorry it takes me so long to post new chapters, I usually don't get home until at least 6:30 every night, so I'm always tired as dump. Anywho, let's get started(:

"Who put rocks in my head?" Olivia grumbled, sitting up in bed and rubbing her temples. "And why am I still in this dress?" Elliot, who had already been awake, turned toward her and sighed.

"Do you really want to know?" Elliot hesitated. He searched her eyes, but only found suspicion.

"Well, I don't know. What happens if I say yes?" Olivia smirked, but Elliot wasn't laughing. Her smile dropped and she narrowed her eyes. "El... What happened?"

Elliot scrubbed a hand down his face, trying to put the right words into place.

"Um, we think you were drugged last night. I carried you up here and tried to change you but you refused." Elliot sighed. His heart broke when he saw her go pale.

She pressed her lips together and nodded. Elliot reached for her, but she held up her hands and got out of the bed, heading for the bathroom. The slam of the door resembled how her tears had hit her. Her mind was racing and her heart was pounding through her chest. How could she let this happen? She was a good cop, God dammit! She wiped at some stray tears and ran the water of the shower, determined to scrub away the remnants of the night. She stripped and stepped into the spray, her tears mixing with the running water. She heard a knock and Elliot's voice calling softly through the door.

"Liv? Liv, I... Can I come in?" Elliot pleaded. Olivia opened the glass door and twisted the knob, quickly pulling back into the shower. She heard the door creek open slowly and saw Elliot's silhouette move and sit on the toilet in front of the shower. Several silenced minutes went by before one of them said anything.

"How could I let this happen to myself, El?" Olivia whispered. Elliot had to strain his ears to make sure he heard her right.

"What? Liv, you didn't... It's not your fault," Elliot coaxed, "If anything, its my fault for not paying more attention." The water shut off and Olivia reached for a towel, wrapping it tightly around herself.

"El... don't." She said, opening the door and stepping out. She sighed and looked at him. "Nothing else happened, right?" Elliot looked at the estranged look on her face, and his eyes widened.

"No, no, no Liv. Nothing. I made sure of it." Elliot said, pulling her into his lap. Olivia nodded and sniffled. He lifted her chin and kissed her, tasting her salty tears and they flowed freely down her cheeks. He pulled away and cupped her face in his hands, wiping the wetness. He then laid her head on his shoulder and kissed her forehead.

"Shh, baby, it's okay," Elliot soothed, rocking her in his strong embrace. "You wanna go back to bed? We don't have to be there until, like, 7:30 tonight and its only 9:23." Olivia nodded and wrapped her arms around Elliot. Her towel fell open when he scooped her up, and Elliot caught a glimpse of her naked form. He knew that it wouldn't be the right time to go any further than where they had gotten, so he laid her on the bed and looked into her eyes before removing the towel completely. He reached over to the side of the bed and grabbed one of his t-shirts for her, then removed his own shirt, leaving him in only his loose sweat pants.

Elliot bent his head to the valley of her breasts and licked the remaining droplets of water. Olivia moaned and grabbed at the back of his head, scratching her fingers through his scalp. He descended downwards and his tongue worked through every crevice of her abdomen, from the scars to her hard abs. He nipped at her belly button and raised his eyes to see her staring down at him. He tried moving down to her center, but Olivia caught the sides of his face and brought him up so he could be face to face with her.

"Your lips belong up here," Olivia whispered. She leaned up and captured his lips with hers, automatically deepening the kiss. She moaned into his mouth and grabbed both of his hands, placing one on her breast and trailing the other one up and down her body.

Elliot moved his lips to her neck, then kissed and nipped at her pulse, leaving his mark. He tweaked and rolled her nipple between his fingers, earning a low moan from Olivia. The other hand trickled down her thigh and came back up to cup her smooth mound. He felt the heat and wetness coming from between her legs and smirked into her neck.

"Damn, Liv. Is this for me?" Elliot murmured, running a long digit up her folds. Olivia shuddered and scratched at his shoulders, egging him on to keep going. Olivia gasped and arched her back when she felt his finger pushing into her.

"Oh, El..." she pleaded. He twisted his finger and pushed deeper, swiping his thumb lightly over her clit. "Fuck," she spat, and he added a second finger. Elliot chuckled and moved his mouth up to her ear, where he nibbled lightly and whispered words of compassion. Olivia felt him hit spots no one has ever hit before, and that was just with his fingers. She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her lips together, trying to stifle the loud moan as he pumped in and out of her, feeling her clench with every thrust.

"Baby," Elliot whispered, pulling back to look at her face, "Open your eyes, I wanna watch you." Her eyes snapped open with her mouth and she arched her back, digging her nails into his shoulders. She welcomed her release with a high pitched gasp and a strew of curses.

"Fuck, El," she said, riding out the rest of the intense orgasm. Elliot grinned at her and brought his fingers up to his lips, then stared into her eyes as he sucked her juices clean off. She stared at him with droopy eyes and a lazy smirk. She reached up and caressed his cheek, "You didn't have to do that."

"Yes, I did. You were hurting, and seeing you like that, I was getting hurt" Elliot whispered. He leaned down and kissed her, making every second they shared together a memorable one. He pulled away and grabbed the t-shirt, pulling it over her head and down her body. Elliot snuggled into her neck, and pulled the heavy comforter over them, making sure Olivia got her much needed nap.


Olivia rolled over and threw her arm and leg over Elliot's body, peeking her eye open and seeing him smirk. She giggled and moved over so she was completely covering him, then pushed herself up so she was straddling his waist.

"Hi," she said, and grinned as he opened his eyes to look at her. Elliot chuckled and rested his hands on her hips.

"Hey," He said, rubbing his hands down to her thighs. He pulled himself up and kissed her, his hands trailing under the hem of her too-big shirt. "What time is it?" He mumbled in to the kiss. Olivia glanced up at the clock and jumped off of Elliot.

"Shit, El. It's fucking five already!" Olivia griped, rushing to her suit case and shuffling through clothes. "I don't even know what to wear!"

Elliot chuckled at her behavior, and pondered on the dresses she had. "Um, what about that black ruffled dress with the ribbon?" Elliot asked, running a hand through his hair. He saw Olivia pull out the dress and hold it up in front of her. She shrugged her shoulders and grabbed a bra and panties, then pushed herself off the floor.

The knock on the door made her jump and turn around. Elliot watched her as he moved from the bed and to the door. He opened it and looked towards Olivia, beckoning for her to join him at the door. She gave him a questioning look and quickly pulled on her bra, panties, sweats and shirt before striding to where Elliot was standing.

"Sorry I didn't give you a notice that I was coming. Somethings come up, which means that dinner for tonight will have to be postponed. But," Michael continued, "I have brought up the six workers that you have requested." He called the children over and looked at Olivia, trying to earn her approval. She crossed her arms over her chest and nodded, then opened the door wider so the children could move into the room.

"I'm actually going to go pick up more workers right now, would you like to look at them also?" Michael questioned, turning to walk down the hallway.

"Now that you mention more workers," Olivia started, "I think that'd be a good idea." She swung the door closed and turned to Elliot. "Should we tell them? We still have to make a plan to get him."

Elliot nodded and nudged the children towards the bed. He kneeled down and inspected every one of them, making sure they weren't hurt or hungry, then asked them their age and name. Once they cooperated, Elliot pushed himself off of the floor and walked over to where Olivia seemed to be secluding herself.

"The youngest is the little boy, Paul, and he's seven. Then there's Nicole and Emily, who are eight. The oldest are Chris, Jacob, and Anna, who are twelve, fourteen, and fifteen." Elliot explained.

"God, El, she's fifteen and pregnant. Not to mention she was probably raped her whole time there." Olivia said quietly, the rage building inside of her. She got up and walked to the children and looked at all of them with a sense of sincerity.

"Are you gonna take us home with you?" Emily squeaked.

"Yeah, to probably hurt us just like Michael and his friends did," Anna retorted. She crossed her arms and glared at Elliot and Olivia.

"Sorry about her, Ma'am. She's a little protective," said Jacob. He smiled warmly at Olivia, and her heart melted for him.

"Well, you's don't have much more to worry about. We're, uh, we're cops," Olivia stuttered, "and we're gonna keep you safe and get you out of here."

"How can we trust you?" Anna replied again. She looked Olivia up and down, then scoffed. "You don't even look like a police officer."

"That's why we were assigned to this case as undercovers," Elliot sighed, stepping up next to Olivia and taking her hand in his. He gave a gentle squeeze, reassuring her nervousness. "If you'd like, we could show you our badges?"

The younger ones nodded in excitement, while the older ones just shrugged, like they didn't really care. Elliot moved to where Olivia and him kept their badges hidden, and moved them secretly to the children, mindful of the camera.

"My name is Olivia, and this is Elliot. Our undercover names are Kellie and Andrew Morris, so while around Michael, you'll have to call us Mr. and Mrs. Morris. I promise you, we're going to get all of you out of here safely. But first, we'll have to ask you some questions, "Olivia explained, trying to keep her emotions in check. She would ask the older kids the questions since the younger ones seemed to be occupied by Elliot. "How many of there are you?

"Well, there's us six, then there were four more. Michael probably went to get more workers to replace us," Anna explained. She got up from her spot on the bed and walked over to the window. Olivia sighed and followed her to the window.

"How far along are you?" Olivia questioned. She really felt for this girl, and wanted to keep her as safe as possible. Anna turned to her and just stared at her.

"7 months," she whispered and looked down on her bump, "I don't know what to do, I can't have this baby. I just cant."

Olivia didn't know what to say, so she just pulled Anna into a hug to try and comfort her. She turned her head and looked at Elliot, silently pleading to him. He nodded and took the badges back from the kids before walking to Olivia and Anna to lead them back to the bed.

"Look, we're gonna stop Michael. But we need your help." Elliot started, "Does Michael have a special schedule? When he leaves and comes back?"

"Uh, yeah. He leaves every morning around 9, says he's going to work, and doesn't get back until around 5. Sometimes he would go back out for a couple of hours. That's when we would try to get out for a little bit," Chris explained.

"Okay, good." Olivia said, clasping her hands together, then looked towards Elliot. "How do you want to plan this out?"

"Show up when he's out, search for names, if we get caught, just say that we tried to get a hold of him so we could see the other children, but there was no answer so we just came over to look for him." Elliot stated. He raised his eyebrows for some sort of agreement, and when Olivia nodded, he smiled.

She smiled back, "Sounds like a plan."

I finished this while watching the new Law & Order: SVU, and I swear to you my heart has never dropped as many times it did before I watched that episode. Ah!