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A/N: In case anyone is wondering the stalker character has never been on the show, its just a character that I've created for the purpose of this story.

Chapter 10

Olivia woke up with a shock as the contents of a jug of cold water was thrown at her face. She coughed and spluttered and then felt the pain of her bust lip.

"Finally! I thought you were never going to wake up. Guess I kicked you a little too hard, huh?" the woman stood in front of Olivia said with a chuckle.

Olivia was stunned into silence by the woman standing in front of her. The woman looked just like her, her hairstyle was the same, the way she had done her makeup was just how Olivia did hers, the resemblance was uncanny .

Olivia jumped when the woman's hands came at her throat. She remained still as the woman's hands fumbled behind her neck, only coming away when she had unclipped her necklaces, the two Olivia always wore.

Olivia watched as the woman fastened them around her own neck. "Who are you?" she asked.

"Who do you think?" the woman asked her as she straightened the necklaces. "I'm you, or at least I will be when you're dead. I'm gonna replace you." the woman told her simply.

Olivia looked at the woman, the look in her eyes told Olivia to be afraid, very afraid.

~0~0~0~0~

Jared was back in the squad room at his precinct. Woodward's was off in an interrogation room speaking to a suspect in a case that he was working on so it was quiet in there, empty almost. Jared looked over to Peters empty desk and asked an officer, "Where's Peters?"

"Said something about speaking to a suspect in a case he was working." the officer said as they poured coffee.

"Peters isn't working a case right now."

"I dunno, he said it was some dodgy female cop." the officer told him. "Why?"

Jared suddenly clicked, he knew where he was. He took off running out of the squad room, hoping he would catch up with his friend and colleague before he did anything stupid.

~0~0~0~0~

Olivia watched as the woman whose name she still did not know walked back into the living room where she was. She was tied to one of the dining room chairs that she never used. Her ankles were fixed to the chair legs with large cable ties. Her arms were lay along the arms of the chair and also fixed there with cable ties that cut into her soft, bruised, flesh.

The woman threw a pile of Olivia's clothes onto the couch and began taking off her own clothes. Olivia turned away and began pulling at the ties holding her down. "Doesn't this look better on me?" the woman asked, startling Olivia who looked up at her, fearing her escape attempts may have been seen, they hadn't.

The woman was now wearing one of Olivia's favourite tops, a red shirt under a black tank top and also a pair of Olivia's black trousers. It was an outfit she had worn many times and liked to wear. "What's your name?" Olivia asked her.

"I said, doesn't this look better on me?" the woman snapped back.

"And I asked you what you name is?" Olivia said.

"Are you stupid? I'm Olivia, Olivia Benson." the woman told her matter-of-factly.

"No. I am Olivia Benson, you are someone who has been stalking me and.."

"No..! I am you! You can be the nobody that I was! You're Lori now and I am you." Lori yelled, her tone telling Olivia that that was the end of the conversation.

Lori went back to trying on Olivia's clothes and Olivia returned to trying to loosen the ties. "What about this one?" Lori said as she spun around wearing a different shirt, in doing so seeing what Olivia was attempting. Olivia froze, the angry look on Lori's face scared her.

Lori stormed into the kitchen and ripped open a drawer, pulling it right out and letting it go, it fell to the floor, loudly spilling its contents everywhere. Olivia watched as Lori ducked down to pick something up.

"Shit…" she muttered when Lori reappeared, "Lori, please!" Olivia began begging as Lori stormed over to her again, a knife in each hand.

Lori stepped right in front of Olivia who held onto the arms of the chair, wiling to squeeze it in order to handle the pain if Lori stabbed her which she guessed was her plan. It's why she didn't expect Lori to stab the knives into the backs of her hands and right into the wooden arms of the chair.

Olivia screamed in pain and tried not to let her reflexes make her try to pull her hands away. "Jesus Christ." she cried, the pain almost unreal.

"Not quite." Lori said, laughing, as she walked away, leaving the knives in Olivia's hand.

Olivia tried to breathe through the pain and tried to ignore the sickening sound of her blood dripping from her hand onto the floor. She closed her eyes and willed the pain away.

~0~0~0~0~

Elliot pulled up outside Olivia's building and climbed out of his car, locking it before he walked up the path to her buildings main doors, he ran as he saw someone holding the door open for him.

Once inside he tried the lift, as usual it was either busy or not working so he took to the stairs. Now he was in her building he began panicking more, so he took the steps two at a time.

~0~0~0~0~

Olivia felt hot tears rolling down her cheeks. She was in enormous pain and was struggling to cope with it as fear for her unborn baby riddled her mind. First Peters had threatened it and now this mad woman.

"Lori," she began.

"My name is Olivia! You're Lori, I'm Olivia!" Lori yelled at her.

"Okay, I'm sorry…. Olivia, if you really are me, then you must know about the baby, right?" Olivia asked.

Lori turned to face her, a smile on her face as she cupped her flat stomach in her arms. "I hope it's a little boy." she said. "I wanna call it Stephen."

Olivia forced a smile and said, "That's a really nice name. But you must know that stress and injury to a pregnant woman can cause a lot of problems for the growing baby." She was trying to reason with her.

"Yeah," Lori said, in a tone that said, 'do you think I am stupid?'

"So, why don't you untie me, and we can phone for an ambulance. The paramedics can make sure the baby's okay." Olivia said, trying to play along with Lori.

Lori stormed over to her and slapped her hard across the face. "Do you think I'm fucking stupid! You only want me to let you go, I doubt you even care about that baby. You only care about yourself!" Lori yelled angrily.

Olivia turned to face her, angry and hurt by her words. Once more Lori slapped her across the face. "You're not going anywhere." she told her simply.

Olivia swallowed and blinked away her tears. "Please," she began, willing to beg for her baby's safety.

"Don't beg," Lori said as she crouched down in front of Olivia. She grabbed hold of her fingers on her left hand, "It's so pathetic." she said as she tugged Olivia's fingers, causing her to scream in pain again as the knife cut her hand more.

They both jumped as there was a knock on the door, Lori quickly slapped her hand down over Olivia's mouth. "Liv, it's El." they both heard.

"El!" she tried to shout, her cries muffled beneath Lori's hand.

"Shut-up!" Lori growled quietly at her. Then, thinking quickly she hit Olivia as hard as she could in the face with her elbow.

It didn't knock her out cold but it silenced her. Lori ran over to the front door and stood behind it. She picked up a vase off the sideboard and held it in one hand and then pulled the door open.

Elliot saw the door open and saw no one stood there so quickly whipped out his gun. He stepped slowly into Olivia's apartment, unable to see her from where he was. Lori kicked the front door into him. He stumbled sideways his gun falling from his hands. She ran at him and smashed the vase down hard on his head, he fell to the floor, unconscious and bleeding.

Lori quickly shut the door and then stepped over Elliot's lifeless body. "It's becoming quite the party." she said with a smile.

~0~0~0~0~

Jared slammed the steering wheel in frustration as the traffic came to a holt again. Even if he put on his emergency light there would be no way off getting through it. He looked at his watch, 6.30pm. Peters had been gone for over an hour now, plenty of time to have gotten to Olivia's apartment from the precinct. He just prayed that perhaps, by chance, Peters was also stuck in this traffic somewhere.

"Come on!" he yelled out the window as he beeped his horn.

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Olivia's tears rolled rebelliously down her cheeks as she watched Lori drag Elliot up into another chair. Tying him to it with cable ties just like she was. She then pulled off his tie and wrapped it around his neck before tying it to the back of the chair, not tight enough to cut of his air, but enough that it was very uncomfortable for him.

"It was you who killed Ethan, wasn't it?" Olivia asked her knowingly.

"Yes." Lori told her simply as she walked over to her, Elliot now securely strapped to the chair. "He deserved it, he just wanted to use us! He just wanted to fuck us!" Lori yelled bitterly.

Olivia shook her head, "No. He was a good man. If you really were me then you'd know he's the only guy who's ever treated me right. He wasn't just after sex. You took him away from me, he was our chance to finally be happy." Olivia yelled back at her angrily.

"It wasn't your choice! It was mine! I wasn't going to let him use my body, even if you were, you whore. So…I waited outside the restaurant till he showed then I hit him on the back of the head and stuffed him in my car. Getting him up here was a struggle with that stupid lift not working as usual, not to mention that guy is solid meat. He didn't come round till I got him in the apartment." Lori told her, remembering it all clearly…

Ethan woke up with his head spinning. He'd heard the expression seeing stars but had never believed it until now. He pushed himself up and fought off the urge to throw up.

"Rise and shine lover." he heard someone say.

He looked around the room, his focus becoming more clear when his eyes saw a woman in front of him. At first he thought it was Olivia but as his vision cleared completely he saw it was just someone who looked almost identical to her.

"Who are you? Where's Olivia?" he asked as he put his hand up to his slightly bleeding head.

"You don't have to worry about her." Lori told him with a sickening smile.

"If you've hurt her… If you've touched one hair on her head…" he began.

Lori continued to smirk at him.

"Where the hell is she!" is roared at her as he stood up from the bed and stormed at her.

He didn't see the gun she seemingly whipped out from nowhere, he just felt the kick of a bullet entering his gut. He stumbled backwards. He quickly pressed his hand over his stomach and growled in agony. "Please…. Please don't hurt Olivia." he begged, short of breath.

"She's not your concern anymore." Lori told him before she aimed the gun again and fired.

Ethan fell back onto the bed, his body was frozen with pain, he could only try to breathe through it as his blood pumped from his body.

Lori moved over to the bed and stood leaning over him, leering at him. "You should never have fucked with me." she told him.

Ethan looked at her, confused. He held his arm up to stop her as she pointed the gun at him again…

"Why did you set me up?" Olivia asked her, tears in her eyes and her voice shaking.

"Because you let him fuck us. You shouldn't have done that. He wasn't right for us!"

"He was this baby's father."

"The least he could do." Lori spat, "I'm glad he's dead. His partners not to happy though. Like's taking it out on you doesn't he."

Lori walked away from Olivia and picked up Elliot's gun from off the floor. She then walked over to Elliot and nudged his face with the gun, it made Olivia very nervous. "Hey, wake up dick head!" Lori said, nudging him again. "What do you think, should I shoot him in the knee, see if that wakes him." Lori said.

Olivia had no idea if she was joking or not but she wasn't about to find out. "No, please, don't hurt him." Olivia begged.

"What is it with this guy?" she asked Olivia, turning to face her, turning the gun on her. "He's not that great you know. He's kinda hot, but that temper, that attitude, BORRRINNNG!"

"He's my best friend!"

"What-ever!" Lori said as she jumped up onto the kitchen counter.

Olivia tried to work out how old Lori could be, she acted almost adolescent like, her attitude, the way she spoke. However, Olivia guessed her to be around 38 to 40 years old.

"Are you going to kill him?" Olivia asked.

Lori nodded, "Probably."

"He's a husband, a father. What about his kids?"

"Maybe I'll go kill them too." Lori said with a smile.

"You stay the hell away from them!" Olivia growled at her angrily.

Lori was about to snap back at her when, "What happened?" Elliot muttered as he came to.

"El?" Olivia said.

"Nice of you to join us, Elliot. We were just discussing whether I should kill your kids."

"You stay the fuck away from my family." Elliot warned her.

Lori jumped down off the counter and stormed over to Elliot with the gun. She pressed it against his chest. "Don't fucking tell me what to do!" she warned him. "See," she said as she turned her head to face Olivia, "bad attitude." she said as she began to squeeze her finger on the trigger.

"Please, don't!" Olivia screamed, not wanting to see her partner killed.

All of them jumped as Olivia's door flew open. Jared walked in holding his gun. "Okay… What the fucks going on here?" he said as he aimed his gun at Lori who now pointed her gun at him.

"Detective Hayden, join the party."

"Who the hell are you?" Jared asked.

"My stalker, and Ethan's killer." Olivia told him.

Jared glared at Lori and then without warning fired his gun. Lori fell back and hit the floor hard, her head bounced off the wooden floor as she landed.

Jared walked over to her and pointed his gun at her. He nudged her with his foot, just to make sure. The bleeding bullet wound on her shoulder showed him where he had hit her. The pooling blood by her head told him the knock to it had clearly caused damaged and it was also what had knocked her unconscious.

"You wanna free us?" Elliot said.

Jared walked over to the kitchen and picked up a knife. He walked over to Elliot and cut one of the cable ties around his wrist. He then passed the knife to him and went to check on Peters.

He checked for a pulse even though is was clear he was dead. "Damn-it Peters." he muttered.

Elliot cut the rest of the cable ties and pulled his tie from around his neck and ran over to Olivia. He knelt down in front of her and cut the cable ties around her ankle.

"My hands." Olivia said as tears continued to fall. Elliot put the knife down and without touching studied Olivia's hands. He could see the knives had gone right through.

"Don't try to pull them out yet." Jared said a he came and crouched down in front of Olivia.

"Can you just call for a bus." Elliot snapped.

Jared ignored him and studied Olivia's hands. He gently touched the knives. "I'm gonna pull this out." he said as he checked her hand.

"A paramedic should do it." Elliot told him, his tone cold, a little bitter.

"I did three years at medical school before I decided to become a cop alongside Ethan. I know what I'm doing. So, why don't you call for a bus whilst you get me some towels to wrap around her hands." Jared snapped back at Elliot in the same tone.

Elliot hated the guy but for Olivia's sake got up and did as he was told as Jared cut the cable ties around Olivia's wrists.

"It's gonna hurt." Jared warned her.

"Yeah, I figured." Olivia said, forcing back tears.

"You ready?" Jared asked.

Olivia turned away and nodded. Being as careful but as quick as he could he pulled the first knife out.

Olivia cried out in pain. Jared threw the first knife on the floor and squeezed her hand into a fist, his other hand he rested on her knee. "It's okay, it's out. You did really well." he told her.

Olivia turned to face him. She couldn't believe this was the same guy. He was being so nice to her. Jared looked at her, like he was reading her mind he replied, "I know, you probably thought I was just an evil prick. I'm sorry." he said to her. "No wait, I am really really sorry. I just lost my head when Ethan was killed. I should have known it wasn't you. Ethan always had a really good judge of character and he talked non-stop about you."

Olivia looked at him, about to reply when Elliot walked over with a towel. "Wrap it around her hand, then hold it tight." Jared instructed Elliot.

"You okay?" Elliot asked as he held Olivia's hand in a towel.

Olivia nodded. She cried out in pain as Jared pulled out the second knife before he wrapped up that hand and held it, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Get me out of here, El." she said, her voice desperate, begging him rather than telling him.

"You take her outside, wait for the medics. I'll stay here and make sure this bitch doesn't wake up." Jared told Elliot.

"So you finally believe Olivia didn't do it?" Elliot asked him.

"Yeah. And words can express how sorry I am." he told them both.

"Come on, Liv." Elliot said as he put his arm supportively around her waist and helped her walk out of the apartment leaving Jared to watch Lori. They had just stepped into the lift when they heard a single gunshot, then the doors of the lift shut and they began heading down.

TBC

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