Resurrection Day 9
Author's note: Wow guys, 57 pages and counting! Not to disappoint anyone, but I feel the end is coming soon, although I could stretch it with some filler, but I read in class that you write a story as many pages as it takes, don't try to stretch it into a novel, then it just gets boring. I guess I'll be sad to bring this story to a close, but I will be right back there with more ideas so don't worry when this story is over, there will be more! I'm thinking of doing an Olivia/Alex…anyone interested? LoL Let me know!
Warning: this story contains rape, and more cussing, but I mean come on that's how real people talk anyway!
Olivia was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off. She had set up an APB on Elliot and his car, but as she suspected, no one knew or saw anything. She didn't doubt for one minute that Katrina was behind this, but she had to remain calm because if she freaked out any more then she was Lilly would probably drop the word to Cragen about getting her off the case. She had completely forgotten about the credit card receipts and the addresses to the houses that she had narrowed down. She had told Lilly that she needed to be alone for a moment, and slipped into the bathroom, now she stood in the corner by the trash can ripping a paper towel to shreds while trying not to cry.
"Catch me, as I fall, say you're here and it's all over now, speaking to the atmosphere, no one's here and I fall into myself….this….truth…drives…me….in….to….madness! I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away….if I will it all away…." She sang very softly, it was mostly under her breath so if someone came in they wouldn't be able to hear what she said. She tossed the remaining shred of paper towel and pulled another one from the dispenser to shred. A few moments later the door opened and Lilly's head appeared through the crack.
"Are you okay?" Lilly asked, although she already knew the answer. Olivia looked at her and tried to smile, but it wouldn't come, instead there were tears.
"We don't have the first clue as to where Katrina is! I know she did this I just know it, and I don't want Elliot to go through what I did…not him." Olivia cried and then turned away so Lilly couldn't see her tears. She brought her hands to her eyes and wiped them a few times before turning around, when she did Lilly was about two feet away from her. "I'm okay, really, don't take me off this case I beg you."
"I'm not going to Liv, you are still the best person on this case. Did you think I didn't expect you to have some sort of breakdown over this? If you continued like normal, then I would have been worried." Lilly said to her and then put a hand on her shoulder, "Now there are the receipts to go through, and maybe you could narrow down more houses."
"That's pointless busywork I—"
"It's different now, you've had a break and you can look at things from a fresh prospective, just give it a try, something WILL happen." Lilly reassured her. Olivia wiped her face again and then went over to the sink. She turned the water on slowly and then splashed some on her face. She sniffed a few times and then looked in the mirror and forced a smile.
"Okay, lets go."
Early that morning, according to Elliot's watch it was 5:00, Katrina came into the room. She was wearing tight jeans that flared out at the bottom and a black tank top. Under her jeans there were her black riding boots. Clipped to her belt was a tazer, but there was no gun this time. Elliot knew that with sheer strength he could over power her, but she seemed to be very quick with the tazer. He struggled at the chains again and Katrina smiled at him slightly. From behind her back she pulled a syringe, and held it into his line of site.
"What is that?" Elliot asked slowly, although he knew that she had a veritable selection of drugs in her possession.
"Something to take the edge off when I'm done with you." Katrina replied and then walked over to the fire place and set the syringe on top of the mantle. Elliot glared at her, he hoped she didn't plan to do what he thought she was going to do. She walked over to the bed and sat down on it, and started to pull her shoes off, "I was thinking, your partner knows what it's like to be a special victim….so why not you?"
"You've got to be fucking kidding me bitch, I don't know what you think you are going to do, but I won't let you." Elliot said in a commanding tone of voice. Katrina let out a laugh and pulled her jeans off. She truly did have a nice body but at this point Elliot was not interested in her body, not one iota. She turned and laid down on her stomach and inched her way to Elliot slowly. He pulled his legs up and got ready to kick her.
"Honey, you hurt me any way, and that tazer will go straight to your nuts. Do you want that?" Katrina told him and then arched an eyebrow. He didn't think she was kidding, besides where would he be if he knocked her out anyway? Still chained to a bed until she woke up and unchained him and he didn't think he was strong enough to break the chains or the bed to get away, he had tried the night before. He put his legs back down and tensed his body. She smiled evilly and started to unzip his pants, he closed his eyes and tried to pretend this wasn't about to happen. Physically his body was attracted to her, mentally he couldn't want her less…but his body won over his brain and he was responding to the touch. It had been an awfully long time since he had any kind of sexual contact.
"You know what you are doing is considered rape, correct?"
"You can't rape the willing." She replied and then pulled his pants off along with his boxers. She tossed them aside and then crawled up his body to his dick, which was already getting hard, "See you want me more then you know." She licked her lips slowly and then took the tip of his cock in her mouth and started to suck gently. Elliot fought back the urge to moan, he fought it with every fiber of his being. His hands clenched into fists so tight he thought he would break his fingers. She took more of him into her mouth.
"GOD YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Elliot cried out without even really thinking about it. He pulled down on his chains enough to cut his wrists just slightly. Katrina pulled away from him and looked up with evil eyes and an even more wicked smile.
"Is that how you talk to Liv when she blows you?" Katrina purred and ran her hand over his now fully erect member. "I bet she loves it."
"Fuck you!"
"No no honey….fuck you." Katrina said and then stood up so she was straddling him and in a swift move she pulled her panties off. She then slunk down slowly and slid onto his cock slowly, achingly slow. He could have killed himself for feeling so aroused by her, he wanted to punch her, kick her, blow her brains out. On a mental level she disgusted him more then just about any other perp he had ever dealt with…most of that hatred came from what she had done to Olivia, but it was there none the less. She started to move up and down slowly, she leaned forward and put a hand on either side of the pillow where his head was resting. "You are mine, Olivia will never find you and you will submit to me…if you understand say yes mistress."
"BITE ME!" Elliot growled at her, she laughed and then leaned down and bit into his neck as hard as she could. Elliot yelped in surprise and pain and tugged at his restraints again. "GOD DAMN YOU!" Katrina laughed again and looked at him, a trickle of his blood was slowly making it's way down her chin. She speeded up her thrusts and licked her lips.
"All you have to say is…yes mistress." Katrina breathed and started to fuck him ever harder, he growled and she back handed him hard, her diamond ring opened a cut across his cheek bone and slowly started to bleed. "SAY IT!"
"Yes mistress." He said in a bland, not caring voice. He was coming very close to orgasm but he couldn't let her know that. She smiled at him and he took in a gasp of air as he came, it wasn't an earth shattering orgasm but enough to make him feel completely used. Katrina put her hands on his chest and dug her nails in. She screamed loudly as she came, once and then once again. She climbed off of him and got off the bed. She started to redress slowly, as she was zipping up her jeans she walked over to the fireplace and grabbed the syringe from the mantle.
"I hope you don't have any adverse effects to demoral." Katrina said and then walked back over to him. He glared at her but didn't say anything, "I'm giving you enough to knock you out, so if you wake up somewhere else, don't freak out."
"I welcome the darkness." Elliot replied and didn't even try to move when she jammed the needle into his bare thigh. He felt a burning sensation all through out his body before the dizziness hit him and he was out like a light.
When he woke up he was in a stall in the stable, the one on the end. He groaned and because of the demoral he was still woozy and tired, but he didn't want to go back to sleep unless he absolutely couldn't stand the drug any more. He was fully dressed again, and everything seemed to be intact, he wasn't in any pain either so that was good. The only thing that was different was the collar around his neck, it was a studded dog collar. He reached up and felt it, it locked with a tiny pad lock behind his neck, and at that point he wouldn't be strong enough to get the collar off anyway. He got to his feet and stumbled forward towards the dividing fence, to look at the other stall. In the middle stall, right next to him, was Evelyn. She was laying on her side in full pony attire. Her hair was back in a French braid, she had on hooved gloves and boots. She was naked except for a tight corset that covered her mid section.
"Elliot?" She said as her eyes squinted and she tried to figure out who he was. He could tell by how lethargic she was that she had been given some sort of drug. "I love you man, but now we are both fucked." She replied and then laughed and rolled over so she was facing away from him. Elliot snorted back a tiny laugh, she was right, they were both fucked.
"What did she give you?" Elliot managed to say after some severe thinking on his part. The demoral made him slow and his brain even slower. He hated the feeling so much, even in the times he had been injured at work, he was not the kind of guy to stay on the pain medication too long. He'd rather have the pain and clear thinking, then no pain and not be able to put a sentence together. "Don't worry when she comes back I'm going to kick her ass…"
"No you won't, you can barely stand up. The effects of demoral can last up to 48 hours after injection. Sure they will slowly wear off, but don't you think she'll just give you more? Face it Elliot, like I said before…we are both fucked." Evelyn replied, her speech was impaired because she was tired and she didn't want to open her mouth more then she had to. Elliot was surprised that he could understand her in the first place. "Now let me enjoy my buzz until Katrina comes back." She yawned and then slipped off into happy land. Elliot stumbled back and sat down hard on the floor, his balance was off kilter because of the drug. When he landed he noticed that two of the floor boards under the hay popped up slightly. He arched and eyebrow and leaned down to get a closer look.
After another moment of inspection he pulled them up, they came easily, and under them there were a few things. The first thing he noticed was a video tape, it was unlabeled, completely black. He looked at it for a moment and then set it back in the hole and picked up the yo-yo that was in there. It was a neon green color and in good condition. Next to that was a hair brush with blond hairs in it, the hairs did not match Evelyn's even slightly. It took him a bit to make the connection, but he was sure they belonged to Heather. He really didn't know what these three things were there, or who put them there, but they were obviously meant to stay hidden. He yawned loudly and put all three things back into the floor and covered them up with the loose boards. The hiding place was a very good one, because once he put the boards back he wasn't even sure it was still there. As soon as his head hit the ground he was out like a light again.
This time when he woke up he was in a nicely furnished room, a white room with a fireplace and two black leather couches on an oriental rug. He was of course laying on the floor in between the two couches. Katrina was sitting on one of them, both of the couches were across from each other. She was holding a snifter of brandy, and there was music playing softly. Elliot couldn't make out the lyrics but he was sure that it was the music of Evanescence, sung by Heather, he had heard it enough since Olivia had come to live with him. Now he didn't feel tired anymore, he was lethargic but not ready to pass out any time soon. He pushed himself to his knees and glared at Katrina, the collar was still locked around his neck. He didn't remember being moved to that room, but in his drug induced state he was sure it didn't take much power to get him to walk somewhere.
"Why did you bring me here?" He said finally and then got to his feet and sat down on the couch that was across from her. She unclipped the tazer from her belt and pressed the button, sending a blue spark across the electrodes. He was sure that meant for him to get off the couch so he slowly slunk back down to the floor, "Answer my question."
"I think we are going to have some fun with you Elliot. Here's the deal. You are going to fuck Evelyn, not just fuck her but rape her. Now I know what you're thinking, "how can I force you to rape anyone" well it can be done." She reached behind her a pulled a black bag into view. He was looking at her suspiciously, when she pulled out a syringe and a bottle of red liquid.
"What the hell is that?"
"Spanish fly, the real stuff, the junk they give horses to make them breed. Although in human males it tends to enrage them as much as it makes them horny. You should lose just about all control of yourself once I administer it. Now, what you need to do is not tell Evelyn that I gave you a drug, nor will you apologize to her in any way. Since I don't want to be in your fucking path, I will be in the other room. I brought you to this room because there are cameras hidden all over, along with microphones. I usually use this room to capture the rapes and tortures of my pony girls, but I thought it might be fun to toy with you." Katrina said and then stuck the needle into the vial of liquid and drew in just a tiny little bit. Elliot got up and stepped backwards, and away from Katrina.
"No, this will NOT happen. Haven't you put Evelyn through enough with out me doing this to her?" Elliot asked, although he was sure there wasn't going to be any chance of him stopping the events to come. Katrina set her brandy down on a table next to the couch and stood up too, she approached him and backed him into the wall.
"I'm not doing it to her, I'm doing it to you. Evelyn will recover, she has been used so many times, as for you I don't think your brain will react well knowing that you have become the perp in my little rape scenario." Katrina smiled at him and went to grab him to give him the injection. He side stepped her, but he was still too slow, hell she had gotten him with a tazer when he was sober, what kind of a match was it now? He went to grab her arm when she decided to fight dirty and punch him in the stomach. He doubled over in pain and she jammed the needle into his neck.
:You'll get yours lady….karma is a bitch." Elliot growled at her, she laughed and backed away.
"You mention one word to Evelyn that this was my idea, that you're drugged, or that you are sorry in ANY fucking way, and I will snuff her tonight. Is that completely clear?" Katrina said to him after grabbing his ear and pulling him down so she could whisper it. Elliot could already feel the drug working, and his anger was starting to flare.
"Crystal." He said to her, she smiled even bigger and let go of him and stepped out of the room. Elliot's head was starting to spin. His blood felt red hot, and the feeling of arousal was overwhelming. He didn't think he had ever been that angry and aroused ever in his life. He took in a deep breath and tried to center himself. He walked over to the couch and sat down. His teeth were clenched tightly, as were his fists. Every urge in him was animalistic, but he was sure he could keep it under control as long as there wasn't a woman present. The term "blue balls" could barely even begin to describe the state he was in, but he could not let Katrina win this. A moment later the door opened and Evelyn was shoved into the room. The door slammed shut and locked a number of times.
"Elliot? Are you okay?" Evelyn asked, she looked perfectly sober, of course Katrina wouldn't want any drugs to hinder this experience for her, "Your head looks like it's about to explode or something." She came closer to him, it was clear that Katrina hadn't said one word to her as to why she was here or what was about to go down. The rational side of his brain shut down once he smelled her, she was after all only in a tiny purple corset that covered her mid-section, everything else was fair game. He lunged at her and slammed her into the bookcase that was built into the wall next to the door. A shelf broke and about 20 books came falling down.
"Shut the fuck up right now." He growled at her, later he wouldn't even recall these events, even as he watched the video and heard Evelyn's story, but right now that didn't matter. "This goes exactly how I want it to."
"Elliot, what the hell?" Evelyn cried and tried to push him away, but even on a good day she wouldn't have been able to match his power. "ELLIOT STOP!" She was starting to cry, he had taken her in, given her a place to stay and he didn't even know her. He tried to protect her, and he had done everything in his power to find her, and now everything was reversing itself. Elliot grabbed her hair and violently threw her to the floor. Her boots caused her to stumble, and she tripped and landed on her knees, the carpet erasing most of the skin on their surface. She cried out as they started to bleed, and put her hooved hands on the carpet. She started to get up again when he kicked her in the back, hard, and she went down gagging and retching from the pain.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"
"ELLIOT PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS! IT'S ME!" Evelyn cried, but before she knew it he had shoved his cock into her from behind. She wasn't anywhere close to being aroused and the pain was even more intense then being kicked in the back. She screamed and tried to crawl away from him, blood trickled from her injured knees. He grabbed her hair and yanked back hard on it, she screamed again and tried to yank free of his grasp, "ELLIOT PLEASE! GOD STOP JUST STOP!"
"YOU'RE A FUCKING WHORE THAT'S ALL YOU FUCKING ARE!" Elliot yelled at her, and she felt her arms go weak and she fell to the floor with the back of her body up in the air. She started to sob into her hands, and the carpet, trying to keep her screams to a minimum. He fucked her hard, harder then anything she had ever had before, even when living with Katrina. She closed her eyes and whimpered, but the act went on for ages. He just kept pounding at her and pounding at her, and about fifteen minutes later when she thought she couldn't take any more, he came with a loud animalistic roar. He pulled away from her, and she could feel blood trickling down her thighs. He got up and backed away, in complete horror as to what he had just done.
"Why Elliot?" She sobbed harshly, "Why?"
"Evelyn…" He started and then she lifted her head and turned and looked at him. The hurt and hate in her eyes was so strong. He bit his bottom lip to keep from talking, all he wanted to do was apologize to her but if he said anything it would be too much and she would be snuffed. "Evelyn…"
"Don't Elliot…don't even." Evelyn breathed and then forced herself to her knees, and then slowly to her feet, "I can't even look at you." She said and then gagged slightly. The door opened and Katrina stepped in. Evelyn's stomach lurched again and then darted out of the room, most likely to the nearest bathroom. Elliot knew exactly how she felt.
"Good job but I'm going to snuff her anyway." Katrina said and then went to close the door. Elliot's temper flared white hot, but she had already shut the door and locked it. Instead of hitting her, his fist hit the door and it splintered around it and gave way. Katrina was seemingly expecting this, and when his hand appeared on the other side she grabbed it and stuck it with a needle. She injected something that gave him the same burning sensation of the demoral. A moment later he was passed out on the floor.
The next time he woke up he was back in the same stall he had woken up in before. His head was pounding, but he didn't feel any after effects like the demoral caused. He shook his head slightly and got to his feet. The collar around his neck was really starting to irritate him, so he started to pull at it as he walked towards the dividing fence that overlooked the next stall. Evelyn was laying on the floor sobbing quietly, blood caked her inner thighs. He closed his eyes and swallowed hard, was he allowed to say something to her now? Should he tell her that she was going to be snuffed? It wasn't his fault anymore, Katrina was just a bitch.
"Evelyn, look…"
"Don't talk to me Elliot, I am angry beyond words." Evelyn replied and then sniffled, she wouldn't even turn to look at him. He didn't know what to do, how to explain himself, or even begin to say he was sorry. At that point the events were still fresh in his memory, but they wouldn't be about 48 hours later. He would know that he had raped Evelyn, he just wouldn't know how the events occurred.
"Katrina…"
"I don't care what Katrina did, why didn't you tell me what was going on when I first came in? Why couldn't you have just told me!" Evelyn cried and then pounded her hoof glove on the floor with a loud clatter. Elliot sat down on the floor and crossed his legs, he had to think for a moment. Should he tell her she was about to be snuffed? Would it even matter to her? She was clearly upset by the day's events and he could not say that he blamed her. He decided that the snuffing was a done deal, so he opened his mouth about it.
"Just listen for a moment. Katrina said that if I told you that she had drugged me and forced me to rape you that she would snuff you tonight, that is why I couldn't say anything to you, I was trying to save your life." Elliot explained, he really wanted Katrina to come back so he could punch her in the face. He was feeling a lot better then before, a little more energized and faster on his feet, he was feeling like he could actually take her.
"What?" Evelyn said softly, and then he heard her move in her stall, her face appeared in the fence above him, "What do you mean by TRYING?" Elliot looked up at her and now the hate in her eyes was gone, but it was replaced by abject horror.
"She said she was going to snuff you anyway….look I'm sorry and I'm going to do anything I can to stop that from happening." Elliot said as he met her gaze. Evelyn stumbled backwards and sat down hard on the floor. Elliot quickly stood up to see if she was okay. She was laying there hyperventilating, as tears streamed down her face. "Evelyn you will not be killed."
"Easy for you to say! She'll probably make you do it!" Evelyn cried between short, heaving breaths. "God I can't breathe, I can't breathe!" Her breaths became shorter and more shallow as the seconds ticked by.
"Evelyn, she can't make me kill you, I'll die before I let anything happen to you." Elliot said to her, and he was being completely honest. It was his duty to protect the innocent, and if he had to give up his life for her then he would do it. He thought of how Olivia would react if he died, but he knew deep down, that if his death was just to buy Evelyn more time to be found then she would understand why he had done it.
"You really mean that?" Evelyn replied, she was starting to sound like she was calming down. "Olivia didn't save Heather."
"Yeah but the difference is Olivia was here for 3 months before the death and Katrina had time to get in her head. Not to mention she was no match for the three guys who wanted to kill Heather. I haven't been here for even a day, she's not going to get into my head." Elliot reassured her, maybe after three months of nothing but oatmeal and a multi-vitamin he would be a little less willing to die, but as of that point he wasn't going to let anything happen to Evelyn. "I'm sure Olivia is very close to finding us by now, so just sit tight, and if you pray I would suggest you do that too." Evelyn slowly sat up and looked at him, she wiped her eyes and sniffed a few times.
"Thank you Elliot." Evelyn replied, "I have to honestly say that if the situations were reversed I don't think I could save you." Elliot nodded and then smiled at her. He wouldn't expect her to give up her life for him, he on the other hand was a cop and it was almost second nature to him.
"It's okay, we all do what we can." He replied and then sat back down. He inched his way over to the loose floorboards and pried them up again. "Evelyn, do you know anything about these loose floorboards."
"SHH!" Evelyn said, almost cutting him off, her head appeared in the holes of the fence, "That's evidence against Katrina….no one can know about it okay?" She explained, her voice barely above a whisper. Elliot looked under the floorboards and saw the tape, brush, and yo-yo once again. He understood the hairbrush and the tape, but what was the yo-yo for?
"How does a yo-yo fit into all of this?" Elliot asked softly and then replaced the floorboards and covered them with a tiny bit of hay. Evelyn smiled at him and then started to laugh, it was a deep laughter, more nervous then happy, but then she sat back down again.
"That was for entertainment when I was stuck out here for a few nights." She finally replied after calming herself down. Elliot chuckled slightly and laid back on his pile of hay. So the yo-yo was there for entertainment, he could totally understand that. He looked at his watch, it was nearly 8:00pm. Throughout the day he had lost huge chunks of time, due to all of the drugs he was given. He was hoping, and praying, that Olivia was on some sort of trail to find them.
Back at the station, Olivia was going insane. She had personally been to Overbeck's office and house, and there was nothing there that would point them in the right direction. However, they did find a few envelopes addressed to Katrina's house in the city, so at least that connected him to her. She had been to lock up, she had talked to Overbeck, but even knowing that they knew the connection wasn't getting him to talk. Olivia knew there had to be some sort of underlying force behind his silence, at a few points it looked like he was about to break, when his colleague shot him a glare and silenced him. Olivia returned to her desk, sat down, and began to bang her head on the keyboard of her computer.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" She kept muttering over and over, Lilly stood behind her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Why isn't he talking? We offered him protection against Katrina, we offered him a deal….what the HELL does she have on him?"
"It doesn't matter, what matters is finding Evelyn and your partner, alive." Lilly responded and then took a seat across from her at Elliot's desk. Olivia banged her head on the keyboard one more time, and then the computer beeped. She looked up slowly, bringing her hands to her eyes and rubbing them gently. The computer had selected a name, Arkatin Nixherd. She looked at it for a moment and then stood up and grabbed her coat.
"Come on, we're going." She said and then reached over to grab Lilly's arm. Lilly looked at her, utterly surprised and stood up.
"Where are we going?" Lilly asked and then pulled her coat on as she started to follow Olivia out of the unit. Olivia looked back at her and smiled slightly.
"Arkatin Nixherd, 75912 Bent Tree Lane….I don't know why I just have a hunch okay?" Olivia reassured her and then looked into her eyes. Lilly shrugged and then laughed slightly, she had no idea where Olivia was going with this but at that point they were all out of options. If Olivia thought that this Arkatin person could help then why not try it? After all, they didn't have very much to lose.