Hey guys, sorry for the long wait for this chapter. Still grounded. I can't ever find a good time to sneak on. But luckily, last week my mom broke her ankle and right now her and my dad are at the hospital preparing for her surgery. Okay, so it's not lucky. But it sure is convenient :D lol. I threw in a LOT of EO to make up for the long wait though. I hope you like it!
I would like to wish a very happy birthday to Joanne (piper_jacko06_butterflygirl). Love you girl! And I would like to thank Kimmie for being so enthusiastic with this story and for always making my day better. Good luck with your very first fanfic!
Disclamier- They're not mine
When Elliot got to the locker rooms he didn't see Olivia. But when he heard a load grunt and another crash he knew she was still in there.
"Olivia!" he yelled. But the only reply he got was another scream. Elliot followed he sound of the scream to the back of the room and into the showers.
"Olivia!" he yelled again. Then he saw her. She wasn't being attacked like Elliot thought she was. Instead, she stood there, naked, screaming, and throwing things, shampoo bottles, soap, towels, whatever she could find. Elliot couldn't tell is she was crying or not, because of the running water pouring down her face. But he was pretty sure he could hear sobs in between her screaming.
"Olivia! What are you doing!" Elliot yelled. She must not have heard him though because all she did was pick up a busted bottle of body wash and throw it as hard as she could against the wall.
Elliot decided he had to stop this before she hurt herself. When she had her back turned to him, he walked into the shower and turned the water off. Olivia suddenly dropped the bottle of conditioner she had in her hand and turned around to find Elliot standing beside her, damp from the water exposure.
"Elliot!" She yelled, trying to cover her naked body with her hands. "What are you doing?"
"I was just wondering the same thing" he told her. Then he took off his jacket and placed it around her shoulders. She immediately wrapped it around herself to cover her chest. Elliot grabbed her arm and led her out of the shower and sat her down on a bench by the lockers. He grabbed a dry towel and handed it to her. She placed it across her lap.
"Olivia, what's going on? What was all that about?" he asked, sitting down beside her.
"I'm really sorry Elliot." She told him, calming down form her adrenaline rush.
"For what?" he asked surprised.
"For everything, for dragging you into this. For putting you in danger with Jimmy still being out there. For making you put up with how fucked up I am! I'm so sorry." She let out, her tears were evident now.
Elliot couldn't believe what she was saying. How could she blame herself for this? He sure as hell didn't blame her. Him getting kidnapped was not Olivia's fault, she had not control over it. He wasn't half as concerned for himself as he was for Olivia about Jimmy still being after them. And he believed Olivia had every right to be acting the way she had been. Elliot then realized that her sexual assault was not the only thing weighing on her mind. She was feeling guilty about dragging him into it.
"Olivia, do you really think that any of this is your fault?"
Olivia just sat there staring at that floor, not saying anything.
"Oh honey no. No one blames you for this, the only person at blame here is Jimmy."
Elliot could see Olivia physically tense up when he said Jimmy's name. Then she jumped off the bench in a rage, dropping the towel. She was exposed but she didn't care. Elliot didn't even think she noticed.
"I am so sick of feeling this way!" she yelled, pacing back and forth in front of Elliot. "Jumping every time says his name. Not being able to sleep. Worrying constantly about him coming back for me. I hate it!" She stopped pacing and and looked directly into his eyes. "The only time I feel completely safe is when I'm with you. I need you Elliot."
Elliot had been waiting to hear those words for years. He jumped up from the bench and planted himself right in front of Olivia, so they were only inches apart. He put his hand on her face and looked into her eyes.
"Liv, I'll always be here to make you feel safe. I'm glad you need me, because I need you too." Then he leaned into her and placed his lips gently onto hers, seeking approval. When she wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing him back, he assumed her got it. After a few moments, Elliot pressed his tongue against her lips, needing more out of the kiss. But when Olivia opened her mouth, Elliot suddenly backed off.
"Olivia, I'm sorry. I know when you said 'I need you', you meant as a support system, I don't know what I was thinking.
Olivia turned his face so that he was looking at her again. "You were thinking exactly what I was thinking Elliot. I do need you, but as more then just a support system." Then she leaned into him with a open mouth, immediately deepening the kiss, starting again where they left off. Elliot reinstated the physical connection their bodies had shared by wrapping his arms around her waist and exploring her mouth with his tongue. After what seemed like hours without air, Elliot and Olivia separated, taking deep heavy breaths.
"Olivia, you have no idea how long I've waited for that." Elliot old her with a big smile.
Olivia smiled right back at him. "You'd be surprised Stabler." Then she walked over to her locker and began pulling out dry clothes. Elliot decided that it wouldn't be right to watch Olivia change, so he sat down on the bench facing the other end of the room. A few moments later he felt Olivia grab his shoulder and sit down next to him. He looked at her to see that she was wearing a pair of old jeans, and NYPD tshirt, and sneakers. He also noticed that a somber expression had resided on her face.
"Are you okay Liv?" he asked her.
She looked at him with teary eyes and laughed. "Yeah, I actually am. I mean , talking to Huang helped. And letting my anger out in the shower definitely helped, but talking to you felt so much better. I can really open up to you. And if all our conversations end like that one just did, Huang's gettin' replaced" she said jokingly.
Elliot laughed too, "I could live with that." Then he leaned in and they began kissing again.
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The whole team was now gathered in the bullpen. Munch and Fin had just returned from the hospital, where they had taken the victim's statement, and now they were informing the others about it.
"Kimberli Hall, 23. She was attacked on her way to work this morning. Perp grabbed her outside her apartment and dragged her into an alley where he beat and raped her. She was found around 10 AM and brought to Mercy General." Fin told them, pointing to the pictures of Kimberli's injuries.
"Did anything turn up in the rape kit?" Elliot asked.
"They found fluids" Fin said. The room was quiet for a minute until Munch spoke up quietly. "The DNA found in Kimberli Hall matches that found in the six victims attacked in Central Park."
Olivia's eyes grew big. "Jimmy" she said in a whisper. Everyone turned to look at her. They all knew it was him after Munch said the DNA matched the other victims, but hearing his name turned all their stomachs.
"He also left something with Kimberli" Munch said. Then Fin walked over to a box on his desk and pulled out a small bag, cantaining a folded piece of paper.
"It's addressed to you Olivia" Fin told her.
Olivia got out of her seat very slowly and began walking to Fin's desk. When she got there he handed her the bag and she reached inside and grabbed the note. Before she read it she looked over at Elliot, her eyes filled with pure terror. Then she looked down at the piece of paper.
Dear Olivia,
Oh I've missed you terribly. Sorry, we haven't talked much since our last encounter. I hope you're doing alright. Me, I'm just fine. Healing nicely from this shoulder wound my nephew gave me. By the way I heard he got probation. He and I must have a little chat. But don't worry Olivia, I haven't neglected you. I've made wonderful plans for us. And hopefully we'll be able to enjoy them together very soon.
Sincerely,
Jimmy Somers
Olivia looked up at all the people staring at her and suddenly felt very light-headed. She tried to walk to her desk so she could sit down but she lost her footing and fell to the floor. Elliot jumped up and ran over to her. He dropped to his knees and held her head in his hands. "Olivia" he said as he gently tapped her cheek. "Olivia", then he looked up at the others, "she's unconscious."
All done! With this chapter. half way done with chp. 13 so it should be up soon. I'm already getting bitched at by my sister saying she's gonna tell on me for being on the computer so I can't work on it more today. Review though. Tell me what you think :D
