Olivia stared at the scar above her waist. Now she had a bullet scar from being a detective. What next? She already lost her marriage and sleep time. The only reason she was home now was because she was on leave.
She pulled her sweats up and went to sit on the couch to watch TV. She flipped through the channels tirelessly and couldn't find anything good. Was this all she was missing working 18 hours a day?
A knock on the door disrupted her thoughts. She got up and opened the door. She instantly raised an eyebrow at Marcus and her mother standing there. "Um…ok?" Was all she managed out.
Serena was piss faced drunk and Marcus was completely sober. He never drank because his father was violent. He was scared he would be the same if he was drunk. "I found someone." He answered in his sarcastic voice that got Olivia to smile and roll her eyes at the same time.
"I can see." Olivia answered with a nod.
"You." Serena pointed at her. "Good for nothing."
"Ok mom, why don't you go lay down." Olivia rolled her eyes and blushed insanely. No matter how many times Marcus witnessed this, she was always embarrassed.
"Don't tell me what to do. I gave up everything for you. All you can do is bitch because that is what you are." Serena slurred out.
Marcus pulled out a small vodka bottle from the inside his jacket. "Here you go Ms. B, enjoy that on the couch." She took it and stumbled her way to the couch. Olivia looked over at him. "It's water." He whispered with a smile.
"You didn't have to go all this way." Olivia answered. "Thanks."
"No problem. Spotted her going into her car drunk, decided to save some lives today." He smirked. "It was nice seeing you again."
"You too." She nodded. "You want to come in?"
"Um…yeah." He nodded and came into the house. "Thanks."
"Sure." Olivia nodded and checked him out as she closed the door. "Been working out with your girlfriend?"
He smiled. "No. No girlfriend. But I have been working out. Is it noticeable?"
"No." She teased and walked away from him.
He chuckled and followed. "Thanks. My lawyer called, the divorce was finalized."
Olivia looked up at him. "Oh. Already?"
"Yeah. We weren't very complicated with it." He shrugged. "You are officially my ex-wife now."
She nodded. "How does it feel to be single again?"
"Like crap." He answered. "I'm already regretting it."
Olivia shrugged. "You won't. I go back to work in a week. I won't be home again."
He nodded. "How does it feel for you to be single again?"
She shrugged. "I'm not sure. I don't feel anything new yet."
"Wow it's going to be weird when you get a boyfriend."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I just figured I was going to be your last kiss."
"Technically you are." She smiled. "I haven't kissed anyone since you."
He grinned and took a step closer to her. "Can I kiss you so you're my last kiss?"
She shook her head. "Stop looking for material for your book."
He laughed and groaned. "Ok, ok." He looked over at Serena asleep. "Do you need me to stay here until she sobers up?"
"No it's ok." She nodded. "I can take care of it."
He nodded. "Ok. I'm going to get going. I have a meeting that I'm already late for." He smiled. "See you later?"
"Sure." She nodded and led him to door. "Thanks again."
"No problem." He stopped at the doorway. "Um…do I shake your hand? Hug you? What do we do now?"
"Hug." She gave him a hug. "Bye."
"Bye." He left the apartment.
Olivia closed the door and looked over at her mother. She shook her head and went to the kitchen to make food until she sobered up.
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Marcus went through the mail since he still received some mail at that address. He looked through it and it was mostly bills. Hell, he still paid for the Plasma screen that was now in Olivia's apartment. He bought it for him but felt like an asshole if he took the TV to put in his apartment.
He put the mail inside his jacket pocket and left the building. As soon as he did, he felt the car that was parked there leave the parking spot and follow.
He glanced behind him and knew instantly that it was following him. He went into his car and turned it on. He locked all the doors and didn't move. The car didn't move also.
He instantly put it in reverse and slammed on the gas. He slammed his car into the other and then put it in Drive. He drove out of the street and went into the alley to lose the follower.
A truck cut in front of him. He pressed the brakes and instantly regretted it. The driver came out with a shot gun and pointed it at him. "Get out." He ordered.
Marcus slowly put it in Reverse and pressed the gas once again. Just as he was about to get out of the alley, an SUV blocked his way. His car slammed into it and all the airbags went off hitting him in the face. Marcus let out a groan and rested his head back.
The man with the shotgun broke the window and pressed the gun to Marcus's head. "Want to try that again Mr. Montagu?"
Marcus shook his head.
The man opened the door and yanked him out of the car. He pulled him to the black Navigator. The back door opened and another man pulled him in.
They grabbed his wrists and tied them.
"We could do this the easy way." The man opposite him stated. He pulled out a gun. "Or the hard way."
"What do you want?"
"Some information on your wife. Or ex-wife. Sorry about that." He smiled. He was easily 300 pounds and was bald.
"What about her?"
"It's not her in general. It's her job we don't like."
"Well I don't like it either, that's why I don't know anything about it." Marcus answered. "Can I go now?"
The man laughed and pointed the gun at him. "Want to know how we found you?"
"Not really."
"It was pretty easy. Mr. Marcus Montagu. Well known writer married to a cop. You led us to her."
"I have nothing to do with this. We're divorced."
"So you're doing this the hard way?" He questioned and cocked the hammer of the gun.
Marcus stared at the gun. He hated guns. He didn't even like it when Olivia held it. He would hate himself more if he let something happen to Olivia. "Yeah. I am."
The man put a silencer on the gun. "Oh I'm going to enjoy this."
Marcus kept quiet.
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Olivia ate her food until she heard Serena wake up.
Serena got off the couch and looked around. "Where am I?"
"In my apartment." Olivia answered and read the latest review, in the newspaper, of Marcus's book.
"I swear I saw Marcus today."
"You did. He brought you here after finding you drunk." She answered.
Serena sat down by him. "I hope he is ok."
Olivia looked up at her weirdly. "What?"
"I saw some men push him against car when he helped me in. They threatened him."
Olivia raised an eyebrow. "Threaten him about what?"
"I'm not sure. I think they had guns though."
Olivia instantly got off her chair and grabbed her shoes. "You couldn't tell me this before?" She pulled on a hoodie and grabbed her gun and badge.
"Well I didn't know. I figured he owed people money."
"Mom, how many times do I have to tell you? He doesn't do anything illegal." Olivia rolled her eyes. "Stay here." She ordered and quickly ran out of the apartment.
She ran down the stairs and out the building. She looked around where he normally parked and no one was there. She looked across the street and instantly noticed the smashed headlights on the ground.
She ran across the street and got a couple cars honking at her. She didn't care. She kneeled down and looked at all the glass. It was defiantly from Marcus's car. He was the only one in the neighborhood that tinted his windows and made the lights brighter.
She pulled out her phone and dialed a couple numbers. "This is Detective Benson from SVU, I'd like to file a missing persons report."
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Marcus slowly opened his eyes. His jaw and ribs were killing him. He hands were tied above his head and he was shirtless.
The man with the shot gun came in. This time he had a sidearm weapon on him. "Oh our little princess is awake."
"Screw you." Marcus spat out.
The man hit him in the ribs with the gun. Marcus let out a scream. "Oh I think I broke it." He smiled.
Marcus kept quiet and just stared at him.
"Want to play nice now? We could always kidnap Ms. Benson. That would be fun wouldn't it?" he circled around him. "Watch us rape the woman you love. Taking turns." He provoked. "How is she from behind Marcus?"
"None of your business." He whispered.
"I bet she's good, she's tight isn't she?"
Marcus kicked him across the face.
The man wiped his lip and placed the gun on his knee. "Try that again and I blow off your knee cap. Let you bleed out slowly."
Marcus kept quiet.
"C'mon Marcus, you give us some information and we let you go. No harm done."
"What do you want?"
"What's her social Security number?"
"I don't know." He lied.
He hit him in the stomach. Marcus let out a groan. "Stop lying to me."
"I'm not. Man why would you want that? All the money is in my name." He answered.
"Oh you expect me to believe that? A hardheaded woman like her? Please, she has her own bank account."
He didn't answer.
"Exactly." The man nodded. "I'm going to let you think for a while." He pulled out a bucket of water and laughed. He threw it all over him.
Marcus shook his head to get rid of the water across his face. The man smiled and pulled out a Tazer. Marcus quickly shook his head knowing the water would cause the electricity to go all across his body. He let out a piercing scream as the high voltage covered his whole body.
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Olivia paced around the squad room as the other detectives looked through information.
"Olivia there is nothing suspicious in his bank account. It all seems normal." Munch answered from the computer.
"Then why would someone threaten him?" Olivia questioned. "It doesn't make sense."
"Does he have any enemies?" Elliot asked.
"No."
"Sure?"
"He is a writer. He spends 12 hours a day on the computer. Who could he piss off?" Olivia questioned. "He is my husband, I would know if he had enemies."
"Ex-husband." Cassidy corrected.
"Whatever." Olivia shook her head. "He didn't piss off anybody. What other explanations could there be?"
Cragen came out of his office. "Benson, I want to talk to you." He ordered.
Olivia gulped a little and followed her captain to his office. "Look cap, I know this isn't missing persons and we don't deal with this stuff but-"
"Don't worry about that. He is family. I get it." Cragen interrupted. "Close the door."
Olivia closed the door and turned to look at the older man. "What's up?"
"Have you ever met your father?"
Olivia shifted her weight. "Um…no."
Cragen nodded and picked up a file. "Your husband is Marcus Montagu correct?"
"Yes." She raised an eyebrow. "Where is this going?"
"I ran his picture through the judicial system. Philadelphia PD got a hit."
"What do you mean? Hit for what?"
He slowly handed her the files. "He was involved in a couple assault charges over there."
Olivia stared at Marcus's mug shot. She didn't say a word.
"It was bar fights so they dropped it."
Olivia nodded looking at the date. It was after they split up.
"He was meeting with a man." He gave her another file. "The man that was the main suspect in your mother's rape."
Olivia gulped in shock. "So he fought with him?"
"Philadelphia PD already talked to him. Marcus presented himself as a writer researching the neighborhood. He asked him certain questions that we're irreverent." He handed her another piece of paper and kept eye contact with her. "He solved the case Olivia."
She stared in shock. "So it wasn't the original suspect?"
"The original was an accomplice. He figured out who was the rapist."
Olivia nodded. "You think he kidnapped him?"
"Don't you want to know who it is?"
"No." Olivia answered with a shake of the head. "I have to find my husband." With that, she left the office.
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Marcus slowly opened his eyes. He was still hanging from his wrists and was now in horrific pain. He was beaten, kicked and electrocuted in the last two hours. He was certain at least one rib was broken.
A man he didn't recognize came into the abandoned room. "Hello Mr. Montagu."
Marcus didn't answer. He was covered in half water, half sweat from the agony.
"So I heard you were searching for me." The man circled around him. Marcus once again kept quiet. "Don't have anything to say now?"
"What do you want?" Marcus whispered with all the energy he had left in him.
"To get to know my son in-law."
"Too late. We're divorced."
"Aww that's sad." The man laughed. "Sorry about that."
Marcus just stared at him. "What do you want?"
He went over and lowered the chains. He put him down on the ground. "Better?"
Marcus nodded a little and rubbed his sore biceps as he sat on the wet ground.
He man grabbed a chair and sat down a couple feet away from him. He took out a gun and pointed it at him. "Don't try anything. You even stand up; I will shoot you straight in your fucking head."
Marcus just stared at him and didn't say a word.
"What is she like?"
"Who?"
"My daughter."
"Why do you care?"
"She's part of me; I want to know what she's like."
"Nothing like you." Marcus spat out.
"You got a mouth on you huh? She like that in a man?"
"None of your business."
The man got up from his chair and simply kicked Marcus across the face.
Marcus fell on the ground and held his jaw.
He crouched down by him. "I'm getting the feeling that you would rather let us kill you before you even talk about her."
Marcus sat up. "That's right."
He placed the gun on his bare chest. "Where did you get all these scars?" Marcus kept quiet. "Did she beat you up?" he laughed.
"No. My father. Another thing we have in common. We have violent assholes for fathers."
The man got up and once again kicked him across the face. This time making blood flow from his nose. "You better watch your mouth."
Marcus wiped the blood off. "What are you going to do? Kill me? Go ahead. I would die before I let a cock sucking bastard like you know anything about her. You will never know a thing about her because you don't deserve to."
The man smiled and pointed his gun at his head. "Want to close your eyes Marcus?"
He stared straight at him. "No. I'm not a coward. You want to murder me? Face me and do it."
He nodded and cocked the hammer of the gun. "Any last words?"
"Stay away from Olivia." He whispered and didn't dare close his eyes as the gun went off and black covered his eyes.