Okay I finished the last chapter when I did to see the reaction. Sorry I know I'm cruel.

Disclaimer: Still not mine.

'Following A Hunch'

Olivia woke up as a glass of water was thrown over her face. She coughed and spluttered. "Wakey, wakey pretty lady…" She heard a voice say. She figured she must have passed out, it didn't surprise her, her head was throbbing.

"What the hell do you want?" Olivia asked, recognising the guy in the suit as her eyes adjusted to the light. He had got rid of the jacket and tie but still had on the shirt, even thought it was now pulled out of his trousers and unbuttoned at the top.

Olivia was tied to a chair, her wrists were tied down tight to the arms and her ankles were tied to the legs of the chair. "You lady, are our best bet…" He said.

"Best bet for what?" She asked, growing a little concerned.

The guy just smiled at her. She looked back at him, now seriously concerned.

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Munch and Fin walked back in, minus one homeless guy. "Anything..?" He asked them.

Munch shook his head. "The guy was too wasted. He couldn't tell us anything. He pointed out two totally different cars and said 'that's it, that's the one'. Sorry Elliot?"

Elliot shook his head, it was pitch black outside and it killed him not knowing where Olivia was. He looked over at Dean who was sat at Olivia's desk, making calls to some of his connections.

"Look why don't we ring around some of the hospitals and see if they've had any Jane Does brought in." Elliot said, as much as it pained him, but he knew they had to start somewhere.

Munch nodded and although he didn't want that job he decided to do as he was told. Dean put the phone down. "We're talking to the wrong people here." He said.

"Excuse me?" Fin said.

"Think about it. Olivia's snatched off the streets as soon as we have Drake in our custody. We want everyone involved in this but that doesn't mean we have everyone involved." Dean stated.

Elliot nodded and got up. They all made there way to the holding cell. Drake was propped up in the corner. "Is something wrong?" He said knowingly.

"Olivia's missing, but why do I have a feeling you already knew that." Elliot said.

"Already, I thought it would take longer than that." He said smugly.

"You son-of-a-bitch. Why did they take her?" Elliot yelled grabbing a fistful of his shirt.

"I guess she was the first one that came available." He said simply.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Munch asked.

"Put it this way. If it had of been you out on the street or whatever, they would have picked you up. Guess she pulled the short straw or something." Drake clarified.

The others all looked at him, each of them wanting to kick the crap out of him. "Where is she?" Fin asked.

"You should be getting a call anytime, to fill you in on those details." Drake informed them.

They all looked at him, then followed Elliot's lead as he stormed out. "Guess we should start setting up the equipment for a trace." Munch said once they were back in the squad room.

"Yea, Fin you sort that. Munch gather some officers ready for if we get a trace on her. Dean, I need you to use some of those connections you said you had, to find out if Drake has any other relatives or business partners, anyone who might be involved with him, who might agree to take one of our guys." Elliot said.

Dean was quite shocked that Elliot wanted him involved but wasn't about to turn down the opportunity. Elliot put his jacket on. "Where are you going?" Dean asked him.

"I'm following a hunch." He said as he walked out.

TBC

Not too much of a cliff-hanger. (That was actually quite a short chapter for me).

So, come on, who thought Olivia was still in the car when it went into the water…? Have some faith in me, those of you who thought she was. I could never write a story with her dying in it.

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