Aspurgeon: Oh you can call him whatever your little heart desires :) haha Lewis Jr. is quite alright he is like Lewis. And haha alright I won't talk about Nick and Amanda ;) I waited up all night for the spoiler but I never saw it! Maybe because I was watching two marathons of SVU on two different channels... haha oh well!

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Hey everyone!

So, I want to make a few things clear: fuck face is my favorite cuss word. Sorry if anyone gets offended by cussing but that will be one thing you may see more than once in my stories. I think I'm going to make it Brian's and Olivia's cuss word of choice if thats what youd like to call it. Anyway, I live in Florida but I'm from Pennsylvania so that is why in most of my stories you'll read about Pennsylvania. I'm proud of my hometown and I'm actually moving back there soon. So excited! :) So Pennsylvania isn't a random state I chose for my stories, there's reasoning behind that.

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"How in god's name did this asshole get her?" Brian frowned and rubbed his face. Nick shook his head and looked out of the car window towards the building.

They had gone in separate cars to different places Asher went to. Nick and Brian were waiting in the car while Amanda and Fin talked to people at Asher's old job. The walkie talkie hummed as they waited for Fin's signal.

"She went to go get her phone and the asshole snuck out of the bus station and followed her there," Nick looked at Brian, "No one even noticed a uni sneaking out."

"Fuck…" Brian frowned and shook his head, "Just everything that happened with Lewis and she's been having nightmares for a few days now… I don't know if her PTSD is coming back or if it never left I just…" Brian stopped and shook his head again.

"She's a tough cop, Brian. We will find her and she will be fine."

"Really, Nick?" Brian turned and looked at him, "Because you name one rape victim which was okay after being attacked twice."

"Look, Brian. I know that we haven't always been the greatest of friends, but she's my partner," Nick sighed, "I want her okay just as bad as you do. But we both know Liv. She's a fighter. Hell, you saw what she did to Lewis. She's not going down without a fight."

Before Brian could answer, Fin came over the walkie talkie.

"Amanda and I talked to his past coworkers and employer. He hasn't been here in months. Next stop will be his family's homes."

"Alright," Nick replied, "Brian and I will go to his parent's house and you and Rollins go to his cousin's house. PPD are checking the cars going through the border to make sure he isn't crossing state lines."

"We will come back to the precinct after checking the cousin's house."

Nick looked over at Brian and patted him on the shoulder, "We are going to find her, Brian. There is no where he can run to."

"Just start the damn car, Nick."


Fin and Amanda pulled their car to the side of the road and looked over at the broken down house. Trash was tossed around in the front yard and the paint was starting to peel off of the walls. Fin looked at Amanda and they got out. They had driven to the outskirts of New York near the border of Pennsylvania and New York.

Amanda pulled her coat tightly around her as they walked up the stone steps. She knocked hard on the door and they listened for movement inside.

"Coming!" a tiny voice called out. Amanda looked at Fin unsure and slowly moved her gun away from view.

"If there's kids in here, Fin, we can't go in shooting."

Before Fin could answer, the front door creaked open and a young girl looked at them with wide, blue eyes. Her hair was brown and curly and went past her shoulders. She looked at them confused.

"Who are you?" She frowned.

"Hi, sweetie," Amanda knelt down to get on eye level with her and smiled, "I'm detective Rollins and this is my partner detective Tutuola. Are your parents home?"

"What kind of name is Rollins?" the young girl giggled, "I haven't heard that name before."

"Oh," Amanda smiled, "Rollins is my last name. My first name is Amanda and this is Fin," she pointed at Fin behind her then turned back to the young girl, "And what's your name?"

"Tiffany," the young girl beamed, "I'm five! How old are you?"

Fin chuckled and Amanda smacked his leg. She turned back to the girl and smiled. A man appeared behind Tiffany and looked at Amanda suspiciously.

"Tiffany! What did I tell you about answering the door?" the man scolded and turned back to Amanda, "Who the hell are you?"

"NYPD sir," Fin flashed his badge, "Is there any chance that we can come in and talk to you and your wife? It's about your nephew, Asher."

"Is Asher okay?" A woman appeared and looked at Amanda then Fin. Her blue eyes darted back and forth. Her hair was similar to Tiffany's and Amanda could tell where the young girl got her looks from. Her father had green eyes and black hair.

"Mommy!" Tiffany yanked on the woman's pants leg, making her look down at the girl, "That's my best friend, Manda! Find your own best friend!"

"Sweetie, go play," the father looked down at his daughter, "The grown-ups need to talk."

"Can Manda come play with me?" Tiffany pouted and grabbed Amanda's hand.

"Tiffany!" the mother scolded, "You can't grab strangers! It's not polite!"

"Actually, ma'am," Amanda looked down at Tiffany and smiled, "I don't mind if me and your daughter go play. If that's okay with you. My partner will talk to you."

The woman looked at Fin uncertain then back at Amanda. She nodded slowly and Tiffany pulled Amanda towards the stairs.

"What's wrong with Asher?" the man frowned and ushered Fin inside.

"Well," Fin frowned, "He's missing. Along with an NYPD detective. Have you seen him?"

"Missing? That's my sister's son," the father frowned, "No. I haven't seen him since his mother's death three years ago. He became a Pennsylvania cop and that's the last I heard."

"Is he in danger?" the woman looked at Fin concerned, "I told him that being a cop was too dangerous."

"Uh, no. He isn't the one in danger," Fin looked back and forth between the couple. They looked at him confused and Fin sighed, "He kidnapped an NYPD detective. We need to find them before the detective is hurt."

"Oh my goodness," the woman frowned and shook her head, "Well, we haven't seen him but we will start looking for him. Thank you for stopping by, detective. I hope you find them."

"Thank you for your time," Fin stood up and took his card out of his pocket, "Here is my card if you hear from Asher. May I know your names so I know who to call when we find him?" He handed the card to the guy.

"Oh. My name is Mark Fitzpatrick and my wife is Susan and you've met my daughter," the man smiled. Fin nodded and they walked towards the front door.

"Tiffany!" Susan called up the stairs, "The detectives have to leave!"

"Awe man!" Tiffany's muffled voice whined. There was a thud and a door opened. Seconds later, Amanda and Tiffany walked down the stairs; Tiffany was holding onto Amanda's hand. Amanda had her hair back in a braid that Tiffany made for her and there was a flower sticking out of the top. Fin suppressed his laughter and Amanda shot him a look.

"Thank you for spending time with Tiffany," Susan shook Amanda's hand, "She doesn't have a lot of friends and gets attached easily."

"I had fun," Amanda smiled down at the young girl and the girl hugged her leg. Amanda pat her back and turned to leave with Fin. The man shut the door, walked back into the living room and set Fin's card down on the table.

Once the door was closed, they started towards their car. Fin smiled at Amanda and looked at her hair.

"Nice hair," he grinned, "New fashion statement?"

"Fin, I have a loaded gun that is within reach," Amanda smiled at her partner, "I would shut up if I were you."

Fin laughed and got into the driver's seat. Once Amanda got into the passenger's seat, Fin started the car and they drove away talking about the family.


Olivia slowly opened her eyes to see Asher walk through the door and it shut close. Silence greeted her.

She slowly sat up and bit her lip from crying out in pain. Her ribs throbbed in protest but she ignored the pain and stood up slowly. Dried blood caked her wrists and she rubbed them. Asher had taken off the handcuffs once he thought she was passed out. Little did he know she was still awake.

Olivia pushed her hair out of her face and slowly walked towards the door. She put her ear on the door and listened for any movement on the other side. Hearing nothing, Olivia pushed up against the door. She frowned as it budged slightly. Backing up a little, she rammed her shoulder into the door and heard a crack come from her shoulder. Pain shot up her arm and she cried out in pain.

The door moved more and Olivia frowned. She backed up again and looked around for something to hit the door with. She frowned and backed up until she was almost touching the other wall opposite of the door. Olivia took a running start and kicked the door. It swung open and Olivia stopped.

She walked out into the room next to the one she was just in and looked around. There was a furnace in the corner and a tool bench next to it. Next to the tool bench were dozens of boxes and different object strewn around. A basement.

Olivia noticed a set of stairs going upwards. She slowly climbed the stairs and saw a wooden door at the top of the stairs. Her ribs throbbed in protest.

She put an ear to the door and listened for movement. Hearing nothing, she slowly turned the handle expecting it to be locked. The door swung open with a creak and Olivia stopped and waited for Asher to appear.

When he didn't show up, Olivia walked forward and looked around. She was standing in a hallway. She quietly walked down the hall and noticed a dresser in the middle of the hall against the wall. Olivia walked a few more feet and stopped short. She turned and saw her reflection staring back at her. She frowned at the mirror and turned her head slightly.

A big bruise lined the side of her face where Asher had pistol whipped her. The bruise was blue and purplish. She had a scratch right under her cheek bone and her lip was busted open. Her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat and she pushed it back.

Olivia shook her head and continued to walk down the hall quietly. She stopped as muffled voices floated from the front porch. She could hear Asher yelling at someone and pacing the porch. Quickly, she darted into a room and pressed her back against the wall. She listened carefully trying to make out what he was saying.

"We have to move her…..They are going to find out where I am and then I'll be…." His voice traveled off and Olivia couldn't make out what he was saying. She looked at her surroundings and frowned. A tv sat in the far corner of the room and there was a couch adjacent to it. Chairs were placed on either side of the couch.

Olivia quietly walked over to the couch and looked for her gun. She ran her hand through the cushions and frowned. She turned around and almost tripped over a coffee table sitting in the center of the room. She straightened herself out and continued to look around for her gun or any weapons she could use.

Olivia stopped and noticed a few pictures lining the wall. She looked towards the front door before walking over to the wall and looking at the pictures. A family smiled back at her and she frowned. Asher wasn't in any of the pictures. Where the hell did he take her?

"Who are you?" a small voice questioned. Olivia spun around and saw a young girl looking at her curiously. Her bright blue eyes bore into Olivia.

"Shhh," Olivia knelt down in front of the girl and looked towards the front door, "My name is Olivia," she whispered and smiled at the girl, "What's your name?"

"Tiffany. What are you doing here, Livva?" the young girl matched Olivia's whisper. Olivia smiled and looked towards the front door again.

"Is there a phone I could use anywhere, Tiffany? I need to call my friend to come pick me up."

"Yeah, there's one in the kitchen!" Tiffany took Olivia's hand.

"Okay, Tiffany," Olivia smiled and whispered, "But can you do me a big favor?"

The young girl nodded and Olivia got up and pointed towards the front door, "We need to keep quiet so that man doesn't hear us. Can you do that for me? We are playing a game and I can't get caught."

"You mean Asher? He's my cousin," Tiffany smiled up at her, "He's mean to me. Did he do that to you?" Tiffany pointed at her bruise. Olivia nodded and Tiffany pouted, "That wasn't nice of him. Come on! I know a secret short cut to the kitchen."

The young girl pulled Olivia in the opposite direction of the front door and Olivia followed. They emerged into a small kitchen and Tiffany pointed towards the cellphone on the table. Olivia walked over and frowned as she recognized her cellphone.

"Do you know I have a best friend?" the young girl smiled up at Olivia as Olivia scrolled through her contacts down to Fin's number, "Her name is Manda."

Olivia stopped and looked down at the girl, "You mean Detective Rollins?"

"No," Tiffany frowned, "Her name is Manda. She said that name. Rollins is a weird name. No one is named Rollins. She's my best friend but she had to leave with this guy. He stole her from me. Jerk."

Olivia pressed call and put the phone up to her ear. Two rings later, someone answered.

"Listen here you fuck face," Brian answered harshly, "I will personally rip your balls off when we find you if you hurt her. I'm not someone you want to f-"

"Brian! It's me. Liv." Olivia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, Liv! Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine, Brian," she lied, taking a deep breath. Her ribs throbbed.

"Olivia, I want to tell you to not think about what happened last time," Brian sounded pissed, "If it comes down to it, you fight like hell love. Kick the bastards ass. Kill him for all I care."

Olivia smiled and shook her head. Leave it to Brian to tell her to fight . Olivia was about to reply when she heard shuffling and Brian yelling.

"Liv, It's me Fin. Where are you?"

"I don't really know. I'm here with his co-" THUD.

Olivia fell down and Tiffany screamed. The phone fell out of her hand and her head throbbed in pain. She could feel pooling around her and she groaned in pain. Asher stood over her and frowned.

He took the wooden board he used to hit her and smacked her phone. It shattered. Asher grabbed Olivia by the hair and dragged her back towards the basement.

"Asher! Stop! She's my friend!" Tiffany cried. Asher opened the door and pushed Olivia down the stairs. He turned back to the girl and frowned.

"That lady has been very bad. She is going to be punished. Would you like to join her?"

Tiffany sniffled and shook her head. Asher turned back towards the basement and shut the door behind him. Climbing down the stairs, he stood over Olivia and shook his head.

"See what you made me do, love? Now you're hurt and there's blood in the kitchen my uncle is going to have to clean up. If you didn't misbehave this wouldn't have happened to you."

The room spun and Olivia felt light headed. She tried to blink to make the twirling stop but it continued. She could feel Asher grab her by the arm and lead her towards a wall. He opened a door and threw her back into the room she came from. She hit the floor with a hard thud and groaned in pain. She could tell she had broken something.

"Th….they know where I am, Asher," Olivia whispered, the pain searing through her body.

"Now, I know that's a bunch of bullshit, Liv," Asher smiled, "I heard your whole conversation. No one knows you're here. And no one will either. Plus, do you really want what we have to end?"

Olivia looked up at him and noticed the door was open behind him. If Tiffany was Asher's cousin that meant that there had to be parents or guardians looking after her. Olivia took a deep breath and screamed as loud as she could.

Asher grabbed her by the hair and yanked. She cried out in pain and tears formed in her eyes. He let her go and knelt down in front of her.

"Did you give Lewis this much trouble? Damn. No wonder he never got anywhere with you. Keep screaming, sweetheart, no one can hear you. This room is sound proof. It's what my uncle uses to store his pot when the cops come. You're all alone. No one is coming for you."

Olivia looked at the floor and kept quiet. It was good to hear Brian's voice even though it was for a short period of time. He had sounded worried…almost…pitiful. She knew this was hard on him and things were going to be different once they found her. If they ever found her.

"Did that strike a nerve, detective?" Asher taunted, "Tell me, Olivia, when you were alone with Lewis did he tell you the same stuff? I mean, he had to say something to make you beat him to a bloody pulp."

The image of Lewis in handcuffs came into her mind. She shuddered as she remembered his words about Elliot and about her and her father. Lewis smiling up at her made a chill go down her spine.

"Too bad Lewis never got to see your gorgeous body. He was really missing out."

Asher stood up and walked out. Olivia was left alone in silence in the dimly lit room.