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This is quite a long chapter, just to warn you.

Chapter 11

'Keep running Sam, don't stop. Keep moving!' Samantha Ellis had never had to will herself on so much, but right now she was tired, hurt, broken and humiliated. She ran away from the dirty motel as fast as she could. There was no way in hell she was going to stop. She needed help and soon. She had no idea how long it was going to be until someone was coming after her. She thanked God her parents had pushed her into kick boxing it was the one thing that may have ultimately saved her life right now.

She ran on as quickly as she possibly could, never once stopping to look back.

- - - - - -

Back at the SVU the detectives were up and ready for a new day. Olivia had been the first to get there, but really she had cheated because she had spent the night in the cribs. She really didn't want to be home alone right now. Elliot was the last to walk in, carrying a tray with five coffees on it.

Munch and Fin quickly got up to collect their coffees and Cragen, who upon smelling the strong brew, came out of his office to get a cup. Elliot put the tray down on Olivia's desk and then took his cup. Leaving Olivia's there. The rest of the guys went back to work. Olivia was already going through her paperwork something Elliot guessed she had been doing for a while.

"I tried calling your place last night." he said quietly so as not to attract any attention from the others.

Olivia looked up at him. He was busy adding sugar to his drink, even though he stared directly at her she could feel his eyes on her and it made her very uneasy.

"I stayed here last night." she told him truthfully.

"Liv I took you home." he pointed out.

"Yeah and I came back." she told him matter-of-factly.

"Why?" What's wrong with your place?" he asked.

"Nothing Elliot," she exclaimed, becoming slightly bored by his interrogation. "I just didn't want to be there is all." she said as she took a swig of her coffee and then returned to her paperwork.

"Are you scared to be there?" he asked, still being quiet so as not to attract attention.

"Elliot, just leave me alone!" she said as she stood up and stormed off almost knocking Casey over as she passed her.

"What did I miss?" Casey asked.

Elliot just huffed but smiled at her as he walked past. Going to find his partner who he knew had headed off towards the roof.

When he finally got there he saw her leaning against the wall, looking over the edge, her hair getting blown by the icy cold breeze. Slowly he walked up to her. He knew she probably wanted some time by herself but he also knew the best thing for her was to not be alone. He got up to her and mimicked her position, leaning on the wall, looking over.

He could see the tracks of her tears as well as the ones welling up her eyes, waiting to fall. "If you've followed me up here to interrogate me some more then you've wasted your time." she quickly told him.

"I haven't." he said simply.

She just nodded, she didn't believe him. She guessed the tears that she just couldn't seem to hold in had put him on a bit of a guilt trip.

"It's freezing up here." he said.

Again she just nodded. The cold was doing her injuries no favors whatsoever. Seeing she was in fact cold Elliot stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her, holding her body close to his. Straight away she felt warmer. She had thought the next time a man, any man, touched her she would freak out, the thought of it alone was enough to make her want to run and hide but as Elliot held her she had to admit she felt safer than she had ever felt in her whole life.

She was the loneliest person she knew, she had no one. She didn't even have a cat to go home to and cry to and tell all her problems to. She couldn't even remember if she had a plant. She really did have no one. If Harris had have killed her she wondered would anyone really care, she wondered if there would be anyone who would mourn her, really mourn her. He answer was no. And as the realization of that hit her she burst into tears, quickly covering her face with her hands.

Immediately Elliot gently turned her round so they were face to face and he held her close again, just allowing her to cry against his chest. When he thought about it, really thought about it he realized he had never actually seen her cry like this. He could see just how much she had bottled things up and now it was all overflowing and all the emotions that she usually kept so well hidden and under control were now betraying her.

As he stood there he lovingly stroked her hair and rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. He knew how hard this must be for her because she never cried like this, certainly not in front of anyone anyway. The more she cried the more he realized he hated hearing it. He hated the thought of her in pain like this and as he remembered just what was making her hurt like this he became very angry. He wanted Lowell Harris dead for what he had done to her, and he guessed there were things he still didn't know about, for all those reasons he wanted to be the one to kill him.

Slowly Olivia began to stop crying. She wrapped her arms tighter around Elliot. She wasn't ready to be separated just yet. She didn't want to have to feel alone. She suddenly felt Elliot's soft, warm hand on her face as it gently caressed her bruised cheek. His touch was as soft as a feather and just made her want to melt.

She pulled back a little and looked up at his face, she needed to see his eyes, his gentle baby blues made her knees go weak but she just loved gazing into them. When her eyes met his she suddenly didn't want to ever have to look away, she didn't even want to have to blink, yet as his face moved closer to hers she found her eyes closing. Finally they were shut but she felt something else, his warm lips on hers.

Part of her wanted to stay that way forever, part of Elliot wanted to stay that way forever too but something made him pull back. They both just looked at each other for a moment before Elliot could resist it no longer and he kissed her again. This time she opened her mouth and let his tongue massage hers. His kisses felt amazing. His hands that were now tangled in her hair and the other resting on the small of her back made her feel safe and the way he touched her made her feel so loved she could have cried. All of a sudden however it, well something didn't feel right and she pulled away, pushing herself right out of his arms.

"Liv I'm sorry I shouldn't have…" he began to say.

"No El it wasn't you it was…" she began.

"Hey you two," Munch shouted as he almost fell out of the door. "Hurry up and get back down here. We got the best break through ever in this case." he told them before quickly disappearing back inside.

Elliot and Olivia both looked at each other, they knew they would eventually have to talk about this but right now other things were more important.

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They both walked into the interview room, where they had been directed too by an officer, and straight away they both noticed the woman sitting there. She was pale and looked like she had been dragged through a hedge backwards. She was pretty beaten up but underneath all that it was obvious she was quite a beauty.

"This is Samantha Ellis." Cragen informed them.

They both knew who she was, the kick boxer who had been taken from her apartment. They were both completely amazed to see her, alive anyway.

"Samantha, I'm detective Benson. Is it okay if I ask you a few questions?" Olviia asked.

Samantha just nodded.

Olivia gave her a reassuring smile before she began, "Samantha can you tell us what happened?" she asked as she sat down opposite her. There was already a pen and paper on the table so straight away she was ready to make notes.

"I was in my apartment and I was about to get in the shower. I had just got back from my morning kick boxing lesson. There was a knock on the door and when I went to open it he said he was there to check the gas. I let him in and when I had my back turned he put a cloth over my mouth. I struggled and got free. I hit him in the face and then ran. I was dizzy though, I think he used that drug…?" she began.

"Chloroform," Elliot said.

She just nodded then continued "He chased after me and I managed to hit him again but I fell over, my head felt really dizzy and heavy. My whole body felt heavy. I don't remember anything after that till I woke up."

"Where were you when you woke up?" Olivia asked.

"That was the really freaky part. I was in some room. They hung a piece of card with a number on it around my neck. It wasn't just me though, there were more women there. We were made to stand on a block one at a time while some guy auctioned us off."

"Did someone buy you?" Elliot asked.

"Yeah, it was some old guy. I recognized him. He's a big voice you know, well known I mean. He works with the mayor and stuff, I think. Collins…something Collins I think he's called." she told them before she was unable to continue and broke into tears.

Olivia quickly got up and walked round to the woman. She crouched down in front of her and placed her hand over hers. "I promise you, we'll get him for this." she said to her.

The woman turned to face her before throwing her arms around Olivia as she continued to cry. Olivia supportively rubbed her back as she forced her own tears to stay in.

- - - - - -

"Jacob Collins," Munch said as he underlined the picture of him.

They had finished the interview with Samantha who was now at hospital with Olivia whilst she got checked out and unfortunately had to have a rape exam. Munch was now holding another meeting to fill everyone else in on the progress they were finally making on the case.

"Samantha Ellis is the only reliable witness we have on this case. She isn't sure where she was held and sold but she said she heard trains. Detective's Benson and Stabler are going to pick up Collins after they leave the hospital. One way or another we're going to make that son-of-a-bitch talk." Munch continued.

"We know that after Collins bought Miss Ellis he took her to a motel where he then raped her." Fin said. "Let's try and find these women before more of them suffer the same fate as Miss Ellis."

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Olivia and Elliot were at the hospital. Coincidentally it was the same hospital that Olivia had been brought to and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't relax. They were now on their way out and Olivia was almost sprinting to the door. She wanted to go pick up Collins but more than anything she wanted out of this hospital.

Finally outside and out of the hospital she calmed down slightly.

- - - - - -

It wasn't long till they got to where they would be picking up Collins. They both walked into the building and were instantly stopped by a huge security guard and a little woman who they guessed to be the secretary.

They both took out their badges. "Detectives Benson and Stabler we're here to see Jacob Collins." Olivia said.

"He's in his office but he's in a meeting right now." the woman said, clearly lying.

"He won't mind if we barge in. He was probably expecting us anyway." Olivia said as she and Elliot barged past the woman and the security guard.

They walked straight into Collins office without even knocking. As they did he stood up behind his desk. He glanced quickly at Elliot but then took more time looking over Olivia. He was all alone in the room and was sat eating a huge sandwich.

"I hate to be the one to point it out to you Mr. Collins but no ones turned up for the meeting." Olivia said sarcastically.

"What is this?" he asked looking at Elliot.

He was a short man and fairly well built. He had grey hair and to some extent he reminded Elliot of the little old man from Monopoly. "How did you get the nasty gash on your head Mr. Collins?" Elliot asked him, noticing the small wound that was hidden not so well among his grey hair.

"I fell." he lied.

"Sure you did." Olivia said as she walked around to him. She had her cuffs ready. She grabbed one of his arms and slapped the cuff around his wrist before roughly grabbing his other and cuffing that one too. "Jacob Collins you're under arrest for the rape of Samantha Collins…" Olivia began.

"This is ridiculous. You can't do this. I want my lawyer." he yelled.

"You have the right to remain silent…" she continued as she dragged him out.

Elliot just watched her. He was seeing something come out in her that scared him. She was starting to play super cop and that could only end in one way and it wasn't good.

- - - - - -

Elliot and Olivia had spent hours questioning Collins and they had even done a line up in which Samantha picked him out and even the motel manager who had seen him with her on the night of her rape picked him out.

"You were seen at the motel with her!" Elliot reminded him, again.

"Why don't you just stop the bullshit and tell us where it is that these women are being sold." Olivia said firmly.

"I have nothing to say to you." he told her, never looking her in the eye.

This was the second time he had said this to her. Except to 'check her out' he had barely looked at her, and when he did it was obvious what was on his mind.

"Yes you do you son-of-a-bitch!" she spat at him as she grabbed his chin and turned his face so he was looking at her, "Tell me where those women are and where they are being sold or I swear to God I will make sure everyone will know what you did and I don't give a shit what happens to me because of it. Where are they!" she yelled.

"You can't talk to me and you certainly can't threaten me young lady." he said smugly a she pulled his chin out of her grasp.

She wanted to rip his smug face off. "Do you know what they do to rapists in prison? Not to mention half the people in the prison you're going to are there partly due to you. I would really start talking or else you are going to be sharing a cell with a guy named Duke and you do not want to know why he is in there believe me and if you don't start talking I will personally escort you to that cell." she said before smiling smugly at him.

Collins looked at her. He knew just how much the prisoners could make his life a misery. "I want a deal." he said, "I'll tell you where they are and where they are being sold, but I want protection." he said.

Olivia just looked at him. Finally she was going to find where they were.

"The only way you'll get in there though is if you have something to sell." he said.

The wheels in her head began turning. They sold women at this black market and the SVU had the perfect one to sell, her.

TBC

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