Amanda woke up groggily on a dirty floor. She sat up slowly, and groaned as her vision blurred. She looked around the room. One bed in the corner of the room. One window with bars on it. She shuddered and walked into the hall. She saw an old dusty gurney and she shuddered. She was in an old mental hospital.

She realized that Austin had taken her from the club. The undercover mission had worked except she was in trouble and her team didn't know where she was. She felt her sleeve and smiled. The tiny microphone to contact the others was still there. She wanted to radio them to come get her but she had to find Miranda first.

Amanda silently walked down the long hallway. She was trying to be discrete that she was there. She stepped down and the floor creaked. She froze; listening for any signs that they knew she was there. When nothing happened, she continued.

"You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy,
When skies are gray.
You'll never know dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take, my sunshine away."

A girl's eery voice filled the hallway. Amanda walked slowly towards the room where the singing was coming from. She stepped into the doorway and saw a girl sitting on the floor with her back to the doorway.

"Miranda ?" Amanda called out, barely above a whisper. She walked forward and saw the fourteen year old holding a doll. Amanda shivered as Miranda brushed the dolls hair with her fingers.

"Miranda?" Amanda repeated at the girl and kneeled down next to her, "I'm detective Rollins. Don't worry, I'm here to help you sweetheart."

Amanda touched the girl's hand and she froze. She turned and looked at Amanda with fright in her eyes.

"You're going to get punished." She whispered. Amanda gasped as she saw a big gash on the side of Miranda's face.

"I need a bus to..." Amanda started talking to her sleeve microphone. She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head and she fell to the floor. Her eyes threatened to close as she looked up to her assailant.

"Now it's your time to be punished, Detective." A man held a lamp in his hand. Amanda felt the blood seep out of her head as she passed out.

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"Dispatcher to precinct 1-6. " a police radio went off from an empty desk in the squad room. Olivia looked at the group then walked over to the radio. They had been trying to figure out how to find Amanda all day. Once they found her, they would find Miranda.

"Detective Olivia Benson. 1-6. " she talked into the radio.

"Oh! Olivia! It's Jacob! I'm so happy to hear your voice!" Olivia smiled at her old captain's enthusiasm. Brian looked up at her and frowned.

"What can I do for you?" She asked.

"I don't know if you guys have your radios on..but we just got a call in from Detective Rollins. She started calling for a bus when her radio got smashed."

"Oh! Did you track an address?"

"Unfortunately, not. She didn't call in long enough. We got the signal was coming somewhere from Queens. I heard she's been missin."

"Thanks Jacob! I have to go!" She set the radio down and walked back towards the group.

"I miss you!" Jacob replied. Olivia looked down then cleared her throat.

"So, somewhere in Queens? Somewhere secluded. " Nick mused.

"I want EVERYONE down in Queens. Uniforms, detectives, CSI, forensics. " Cragen commanded.

"Nick," Olivia walked over to him, "You have your head in this right? I know you guys are...together.."

"I just want her safe. If that means accidentally smashing the prick's head in, so be it." He frowned and grabbed his badge and gun and got up.

"Nick.." Olivia frowned and followed him out to his car. He got into the drivers seat and her in the passenger.

"We all love her, Nick. We all want her safe." She frowned.

"Don't you have a kid to be worrying about? Where is she anyway?" He asked, changing the subject.

"She's in second grade. It is a school week. If you didn't know."

The car got silent as they drove towards Queens.

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Amanda woke up again and cried out. Her head hurt. Her whole body hurt. She sat up slowly and realized she was in a bed. She looked down and frowned. Her clothes were still on. She didn't think he...

Amanda heard a stirring next to her and she spun her body around to see Miranda staring at her. Flinching in pain, Amanda smiled weakly.

"Did you learn?" Miranda asked.

"Miranda. We are going to get you out of here. Lets go." Amanda stood up and took the girl's hand. Miranda's eyes darted around the room and she shook her head.

"I don't wanna go." She protested.

"Miranda, look, I know you've been with him for four days now. But you're safe now." Amanda tried to comfort the girl.

"I DON'T WANNA GO HE'S GONNA HURT ME!" She screamed.

"Where do you think you're going, Detective Rollins?" Austin said behind her. She spun around and looked at him.

"You're not going to get away with this.." She warned.

"Actually, I already have." He held up her smash small microphone and her eyes got big.

"You should really listen to Miranda. She's learned her lesson." He grabbed Amanda roughly by the hand and threw her down on the bed.

"Please...don't.." She looked at him in fright, her whole body in pain.

"Trust me, it isn't the first time." He ripped open her blouse.

"We can talk this out.." Amanda looked away from him and saw Miranda hiding in the corner.

"Let's talk it out then." He unbuttoned her pants, "I'm in charge. You listen to me."

Amanda squirmed under his grasp. She got her foot freed and swung it directly between his legs. He coughed and paused for a moment, still ontop of her.

"I didn't want to do this, Amanda, " he grabbed a wooden plank next to the bed, "I thought it would've been more exciting if you were awake." He smacked her with it.

Amanda's world started to fade black. In the distance, she heard sirens.

"Please.." She whispered before passing out.