Author Note: Soooooooooo sorry this took so long, everybody. Been pretty busy with family and Christmas and such, BUT that's over and I'm back and ready to update. Lovely run-on sentence there...Enjoy!

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December 24, 2010

5:36 A.M.

A cold, unfamiliar hand reached out and grabbed Olivia's shoulder. She felt her entire body go stiff and she choked back a scream. Harris had caught her trying to escape, again. Every nerve in her body began to tingle. Maybe if she apologized...no, she would not sink that low. She refused to give Harris any power, so why was she so terrified? She remained unable to move as the hand lift from away from her. A meek, quivering voice emerged from behind her.

"I, I'm sorry. I scared you, didn't I?"

Olivia quickly broke free from her own fear and turned around as quickly as she could on her injured leg. She was taken aback by what she saw. In front of her stood a woman, no older than 30. The first thing Olivia noticed about the woman was how beautiful she was. She was slender with smoldering brown eyes. She was gorgeous, really gorgeous. However, no beauty could hide the horrid condition she was in. Her body was bruised and cut. Her hair a mess. She wore an outfit differing only from Olivia's in color, black. Her eyes projected a nightmare. Olivia had to look down. She had never seen such pain like that. This woman had been through hell...

"Are, are you okay?" The woman's voice was laced with concern.

"Who are you?" Olivia finally spoke, unable to completely comprehend what was going on.

"Jesse...And, like you," her voice cracked as tears welled in her eyes, "I'm trapped."

Olivia struggled for something to say. Jesse was the kind of girl you just wanted to hug. She was like a hurt puppy. Olivia felt the leg she had been balancing on becoming tired. She needed to sit, she needed to think. She hobbled back over toward the bed. Jesse quickly rushed up beside her and helped her. They sat down on the end of the bed, both remaining silent for a few moments.

"Jesse..." The young woman lifted her head and her eyes met Olivia's.

"We're not trapped. We have something Harris can't take away, our will. I promise we'll be get out of here. Do you trust me?"

A lump emerged in Jesse's throat. She had felt hope, something that had been taken away from her. She didn't even hesitate as she tightly embraced Olivia, warm tears flowing from her eyes.

Olivia gently laid her hands on Jesse's back and felt her own tears fall. She had to get out of here. Not only for her, but for Jesse as well. The only problem, Olivia was scared to death. She felt her heart begin to race at the thought of Him. She had to be strong, stronger than she had ever been before. She could not give up.

Jesse's embrace slowly loosened and her arms left Olivia. She pulled her knees up to her chest and buried her head in her arms.

"I trust you."

Olivia felt a small smile make it's way to her face. It almost shocked her. She had not smiled in what felt like so long. It felt nice. A small part of her became warm.

That's when she heard a door slam. Loud, abnoxious foot steps made their way closer and closer to the room they were in. The bed began to move slightly. She looked over at Jesse, she was shivering.

Olivia watched the rusted door knob slowly begin to turn.

5:49 A.M.

Elliot and Fin stood anxiously in the waiting room. Elliot paced the entire time they were there. Munch had to be okay. Without Munch they had nothing. They would never find Her. Elliot opened up the case file again for the the fourth time in the past 10 minutes. Inside lay several rap sheets of possible suspects, stills taken from the abduction video, and a photo of Olivia.

A sharp pain hit Elliot hard in the stomach. He quickly sat down, resting his head in his palms. Fin walked over and took a seat next to Elliot.

"Stabler, you okay."

"She's my best friend..." He looked down again at the picture in his lap.

"I promise you, Benson's tough. She'll figure her way outta this. She's so stubborn, I wouldn't be surprised if Harris begged us to take her back." Fin smiled at Elliot.

"I'm scared, I...I can't find her dead. I just can't do it. I won't do it." Elliot stood up letting the file fall to the ground.

"I'm going for a walk." Elliot left the hospital as quickly as his feet would let him.

Outside the the sky resembled a navy strip of velvet. Wind gently brushed Elliot face. He gripped his jacket and stood looking out at the city.

Please don't leave me, Liv, please...

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