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Olivia was still as she felt his arm around her neck and his gun pressed to her head. She breathed as slowly as she could, having difficulty slowing her intake of oxygen. Elliot stood motionless as well, not able to see the perpetrator clearly through the thick blanket of darkness that separated him from his partner.

His blood ran cold again when he heard a different voice behind him; one he knew all too well.

"Give me your gun and your phone." It was Dale Stuckey.

Elliot had his hands in the air, making sure not to make any movement that could end Olivia's life, but he had to speak.

"Stuckey?" His voice was a mix of hesitant-to-believe and incredible surprise.

"You bet." His childish voice still annoyed Elliot, even in the intensity of the situation.

He reached for his gun when he heard Olivia yelp as Harrison dug the gun deeper into her scalp.

"Alright, ok."

He removed his gun and carefully handed it to the dark figure behind him before doing the same with his cell. Olivia's chin was quivering as she began to shake in the awkward position Harrison had her in. She knew something had to be done to let someone know what was happening.

Without a cell phone and without weapons, they were as good as dead.

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Cragen remained in the precinct, cleaning his files off of his desk and preparing to head home when a thought came to him. He wanted to check and see if Elliot and Fin had checked with the CSU team that had been at the scene. He remembered seeing O'Halloran at the scene and knew that the detectives probably remembered too. If they hadn't checked, Cragen could swing by on his way home. After all, time was vital. He picked up his phone and called Fin.

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Peter Harrison pressed the gun into Olivia's head even harder as Elliot handed over his cell phone. Stuckey immediately pocketed it, holding the gun and pointing it straight at Elliot.

"I understand your anger, Peter. I know what she did." He spoke calmly.

"But Stuckey, why would you get involved in something like this?" Elliot questioned.

Stuckey grinned, feeling powerful for the first time in many years.

"I was sick of getting pushed around. I sought him out when I came across him on a website. He seemed like a smart guy. Besides, with the pair of us, we're unstoppable."

Olivia knew she was looking straight into her partners eyes even through the darkness. She could feel the calm, however small, that his gaze brought her. He felt it too.

"There's a way to work this out. We can talk about it, figure something out." Olivia said in a quick, shaky voice.

Harrison gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on her neck, minimizing her air.

"You didn't talk to my sister. You just shot her. You killed her when she did nothing wrong!"

Olivia shuddered, gasping for air, knowing it was true.

"How did you find me?" She asked softly.

"You're cell phone is bugged. Good plan, huh?" Stuckey replied with a smirk.

"You, sit down." Harrison spat at Elliot.

Stuckey shoved him into a chair as Olivia was wrenched toward the bed. The two detectives could feel when their eye contact broke. She was going to panic. He was going to lose it. Elliot felt Stuckey tying his feet to the legs of the chair with a coarse rope. He struggled to get out, but stopped when he felt dale push the gun against his cheek.

"Sit tight." His hatred dripped from his voice.

Elliot stopped moving and listened for what Harrison was doing with his partner. Olivia let the air out of her lungs in a loud cough as Harrison shoved his knee into her back and her face planted in the pillow.

Stuckey handed his partner in crime the rope he had used for Elliot, and Peter took it, wrapping it around Olivia's hands tightly. She began to panic. If her arms were tied, she didn't stand much of a chance of defending herself. She cried out in pain as he knotted the rope tightly, making sure her hands were painfully above her head as her hands were tied to the headboard.

"Stop! I'll do it, please, please leave her alone." Elliot yelled in a desperate attempt to get their attention.

He hoped someone next door would hear them.

"Shut up." Stuckey hit him painfully across the face with the gun he held.

His actions prompted Elliot to keep his mouth shut.

Once Harrison had tied Olivia's arms together, he turned her over so she lay in her back, her arms crossing painfully. A small light appeared where the bed was and Elliot struggled against his bindings; he'd let them kill him before he let anything happen to his partner.

He yelled at them to stop once again and found himself being slapped on the mouth with a piece of duct tape. Stuckey held the gun at the ready, excited by the sounds of the vicious attack.

Harrison took out the duct tape, holding his flashlight, "If you promise not to make a sound, I'll let you breathe through your mouth too."

She breathed heavily, nodding. What was he going to do to her?

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"Yeah, Cap, O'Halloran was at the scene. Hey, I remember that little blonde jackal there too. He had just transferred from the academy. First case I think, but he didn't do anything but watch." Fin replied.

Cragen's heart stopped, "Stuckey?" He asked.

Fin nodded, "Yeah, Dale Stuckey."

Cragen stood open mouthed, "Stuckey has been all over this case. He was here to pick up files, he took Olivia's phone."

Fin stopped pacing in his living room, "He knows where Harrison is?"

Cragen shook his head, "He knows where Olivia is. I'll grab the file."

The captain made his way to the filing cabinet, opening it and tabbing through the files within. He paused when the top of his hand hit something on the drawer above it. He knew that tiny red light anywhere. An audio transmitter.

"Fin, did Stuckey grab a file the other day?"

"Sure, he came in asking for it." Fin replied with a shrug.

"Get Munch over here and get patrol to check in on Liv."

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Elliot breathed a heavy breath of pure agony and shut his eyes when he heard his partner, his best friend whimper in pain. He looked up, finding Harrison holding a pin in his left hand and a hammer in his right, his flashlight held by Stuckey who also held Elliot's gun.

Olivia's chest rose and fell rapidly as she struggled to get out of her bindings.

"Shhhh." His smile sent shivers down her spine as he prepared to inflict his awaited revenge upon her.

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