Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

Warning: Violence, Self-Harm, and a bit of sexual assualt.

He was running through the warehouse. He ran faster and faster, but the halls seemed to get longer. He finally reached the door and threw it open. He saw her lying there, covered in blood. He ran to her side, calling her name. He turned her over to face him.

Jumping up in his chair, Elliot looked around to find out that it was just a dream. He rubbed his face and squinted at his watch to see that it was three in the morning. Olivia had been missing for thirteen hours. He looked back at his computer and saw the file he had pulled up earlier.

It was an old case file of his, the rape and suicide of Emma Carlson. Emma had been walking to the subway after working a twelve hour shift. She was just outside an alley when a man thrust her against the wall and began to rape her repeatedly. He read down to where the man got loose on a technicality. Her husband, Kevin Carlson, was very upset that he had gotten off. He claimed his wife needed the closure and now that she's not going to get it that it will kill her and it did. Three days after the news hit, Emma was found in her bathtub with her wrists slit open.

It wasn't long after Emma's death that they found the man who raped her beaten and tortured in an empty warehouse. He'd been dead for a few days by the time they had gotten to him. Elliot shivered as he figured on who had killed the man. It was the husband, but they couldn't prove it. That's when everything clicked. It was the husband. The husband, Kevin Carlson, had Olivia. Carlson blamed him for not catching the perp and locking him away, but why involve Liv? Was it a love for a love? He couldn't understand that unless the man really wanted him to suffer. That's when he figured out that Carlson is planning to do to Olivia what was done to his wife, Emma.

Elliot snatched up his phone and called Fin.

"Tutuola," Fin answered.

"I know who took Liv!"

"Who?"

"Kevin Carlson, husband of the victim of a rape case I had back in the day. The wife was raped and then she committed suicide in the bathroom."

"Damn, why take Liv?"

"I figure," Elliot swallowed hard as a lump formed in his throat, "I figure that he is going to do to her what happened to his wife. Fin, I've got to find her. Any luck on tracking down where he could've taken her?"

"I got some stuff back from the lab saying that the pictures had mold spores on it, but we knew that. What we didn't know was that mold only grows in one area, outside Brooklyn, there's a shipyard that has a warehouse. We think that's where he's holding her. We'll get her."

"I'll meet you there."

"No, you heard what the Cap said. You stay there."

"I can't. I have to go. This man took her because of me. I can't have him hurt her. I can't do this without her, Fin. I can't live without her."

"Look, Elliot, I know how you both feel about each other. She wouldn't want you there because she wants to protect you. She doesn't want you hurt anymore then you want her hurt. Stay there and we'll bring her back, alive."

"No, I'm coming!"

"You hard-headed…" click.

Elliot hung up on him and grabbed his shield. He hadn't been released to have his firearm yet, so he went to the armory and checked out another sidearm. The attendant there didn't try to stop him due to being afraid of his wrath. Elliot jumped into a cruiser and took off for Brooklyn.

Olivia groaned as she awoke for the second time in the room. She shook her head. Her cheek hurt from where he hit her earlier. She noticed her arms were still bound. She struggled against the ropes again. They were getting tighter every time she moved. Her wrists hurt and burned from the rope.

The door flung open and he walked in. She glared up at him. He grinned menacingly.

"Nice of you to join the land of the living again," he said, "I was almost afraid that I'd hit you too hard."

"I wouldn't give you the satisfaction of dying."

He yanked her hair back and she cried out.

"Oh, you will so. I'm going to kill you and I'm going to enjoy it. Just after I have my way with you."

Olivia's eyes widened. Her heart sped up as he leaned in to kiss her neck. She head-butted him. He jumped back and grabbed his nose in pain. He was pouring blood out of his nose. Olivia grinned at the fact that she had broken his nose. She stood up and he walked over to strike her. She brought her knee up and hit him in the groin. He bent over and she kneed his face, breaking his nose again.

"You BITCH!"

Olivia took off for the door. Before she could get to it, he grabbed her ankle and she fell. She turned over and kicked him in the face again. She worked her way to her feet and went to run again. He was faster and grabbed her arm and threw her against the wall. She hit hard. He picked her up by her hair and threw her on the bed.

"My turn."

He untied her wrists. She tried to slap at him and punch him, but he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head. He leaned down to kiss her neck. He put both wrists in one hand and began undressing them both with the other. She wiggled and moved and fought him. He got tired of it and tied her wrists together above her head. After that, he tied her feet to the bad and gagged her. He'd only had a few buttons done on her shirt, but he was getting impatient. He ripped it open and exposed her tan flesh and black bra. He groaned at the sight. He straddled her to pin her hips down. He groped her breasts through her bra. She whimpered.

"Oh yes, I'm going to enjoy this!"

He reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra. He threw that on the floor. He kneaded her breasts and she hissed as his nails dug into her. She cried silently. She thought of Elliot. She pictured him that last time they had made love. He was gentle and loving. The man moved to undo her pants when the door was kicked open again and Elliot was standing there with the gun aimed at the man's head.

"Get off her," he growled dangerously.

He moved off her and turned to face Elliot.

Olivia's head snapped up at Elliot's voice. She smiled through her gag and breathed a sigh of relief. Elliot looked her over to make sure she was okay.

"Kevin Carlson, you're under arrest."

"Oh, so you remember me now? What about my wife?"

"I remember. I remember that your wife took her own life because she was depressed after being raped. I didn't let that man walk! I fought like hell to get him convicted for what he did!"

"You didn't do anything! I had to deal with the fallout! My wife was scared to leave the apartment, thinking he was going to get her again! I couldn't touch her! I couldn't comfort her! All because YOU didn't do your damn job!"

"I did what I could! We couldn't retry him again under the law! We were looking for other victims so that we could get him when your wife killed herself!"

"NO! You weren't doing anything! I called everyday to see if you had anything after that, but you said it was a cold case! You quit! You gave up!"

"I didn't give up! I kept looking, but there was nothing to find! We had to wait for him to strike again! He didn't have time to because you killed him!"

"You're damn right I killed him! I killed him and I enjoyed every minute! I was going to enjoy her too. I think I still might."

Elliot pulled the hammer back on the gun. Kevin grinned.

"You wouldn't shoot an unarmed man, would you?"

Elliot glanced over at Olivia who was watching with wide eyes. She shook her head. She didn't want him to do this. Kevin took this as an opening and rushed Elliot. Before Elliot could get a shot off, Kevin slammed into him and knocked the gun from him grasp. He pulled his own gun and put it to Elliot's head and squeezed the trigger.

"Hey, Carlson!" Fin's voice rang from the doorway. Kevin looked up and Fin pulled the trigger.

The team rushed into the room. Elliot moved Kevin's body off of him and went to Liv. He took off his jacket and covered her. He ungagged her and began working on her restraints.

"Are you okay?" Elliot asked her softly. She began to cry again.

"I am now. I was so scared. He came so close," Olivia said as she tried to keep from breaking down.

"Let it go, baby. You're safe now. Everything is going to be alright."

Elliot wrapped his arms around her tightly and she sobbed into his shirt.

AN: I do apologize for the long wait. Blame it on my two year old godson and nephew. Those two give me a run for my money! I hope you guys are happy with this chapter. Thanks for the reviews and all the favorites!