As usual I do not own any of the characters, I only wish I did.

It was Christmas Eve and Olivia sat behind her desk at the precinct. She'd gone on maternity leave a month earlier but after dropping the twins at school each morning and taking Eli to Kathy's she would always end up back here. Eventually Cragen agreed that if she was going to come in and sit there all day then she might as well get some paperwork done.

She was glad of the distraction. When she was sat at home alone all she could do was think about was Dean. At work there was normally something going on to keep her mind occupied. Whether it was a case that she wasn't supposed to be involved in or Munch's latest conspiracy theory. She didn't mind what it was as long as it kept her mind from wondering.

She sat with her legs propped up on the desk and thought about her apartment. She was used to it being quiet and peaceful but recently it was so different. It was full of noise. She wasn't complaining, she actually enjoyed it but it was taking her a lot of getting used to.

Elliot and the kids were all there in that very apartment waiting for her to get back yet she still sat there staring at file after file. She was supposed to leave over an hour ago.

She had never liked Christmas. Sometimes she wondered if she ever would.

She had just put the last bit of her banana in her mouth when Elliot's desk phone rang. She ignored it at first thinking that Munch and Fin would walk in any minute and one of them would answer it or that it would be Elliot questioning why she wasn't home yet.

After a few more rings she gave up and leant across the desk to answer it.

"Benson."

"Oh um...I was looking for Detective Stabler."

"He isn't here at the moment. Can I take a message?" Olivia asked.

"No I'm a cop out in the Bronx and I found an abandoned car. It belongs to Agent Porter and I found Detective Stabler's details in the glove compartment. I thought I better give you guys a call."

"Where are you?" She questioned.

"Just off Morris Avenue."

"Stay where you are and I'll have someone out to join you asap."

"Thank you." The voice replied before hanging up.

Olivia put down the phone and flipped the banana skin into the bin before heading out the door. She passed Cragen on the way and muttered something about needing the restroom again. He smiled and continued onto his office. He wasn't about to question a pregnant woman about her restroom visits.

She paused by the locker room for a second questioning whether she should grab her vest or not but she figured it wouldn't fit her now anyway so she carried on and slipped into the elevator unnoticed.

She got in the car that she now struggled to drive due to the size of her bump and headed towards the Bronx. She noticed the rookie standing between his car and Dean's but carried on driving towards some warehouses a bit further out. She pulled up behind one and cut the engine before reaching for her gun.

As Olivia walked into one of the warehouses she heard scuffling to her left and raised her gun. She couldn't explain how she knew that this was the right place apart from a feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Dean?" She called gently.

She walked further into the darkness. The only light shining through was from a window up ahead on her right so she kept walking in that direction.

She knew she was crazy to be doing this, she knew that it was very likely a set up and that she would probably come to regret every step she had just taken.

"Dean?" She called again a little louder, praying he would answer her.

Some glass cracked beneath her feet and looking down was the biggest mistake she could have possibly made. Before she had chance to look up again her gun was flying out of her hand and she was being pulled into the opening.

"What the hell are you doing?" She spat at Dean as he tightened his grip on her arm.

"What the fuck are you doing here Olivia? I asked him to call Stabler, God damn it!"

"So he is in on this too huh? Why did you want Elliot here?"

"Don't play dumb Liv, you know as well as I do why I wanted him here."

"You're never going to let this go are you?"

"You're mine Liv and I won't let another man bring up my baby."

"Dean." Olivia sighed.

"Shut up, I've had enough of your talking. God Liv you shouldn't have come, I didn't want to have to hurt you."

"Don't you hurt her you son of a bitch." A voice sounded from across the room.

It was then that Olivia noticed him for the first time. His lip was split and blood oozed slowly from the wound. One hand was handcuffed to a pipe behind him and his jacket thrown in a heap at his side.

"He wasn't supposed to be here either." Dean snarled.

"But he couldn't keep away. Its damn lucky I spotted him in the darkness before he spotted me."

"Let him go, he has nothing to do with this." She pleaded.

"I knew you were protecting him. It's a good job I had you followed."

"This is about me and you, nobody else needs to be involved. Come on Dean please."

"This stopped being about me and you the moment you started fucking Stabler!"

"I'll stop. I promise just let him go."

Dean placed his gun against Olivia's stomach and rested his finger on the trigger. Olivia whimpered and tried her best not to cry.

"Look me in the eye and promise me. If you lie to me, I'll pull this trigger."

"Dean I promise you. I'll do anything just leave him and Elliot alone."

Dean was silent for a few minutes as he seemed to consider the idea. Really he was just trying to make Olivia sweat a little.

"No deal. They both made fools out of me. I'd be happy to let one go but I get to choose and I'd choose him." He nodded over to Merritt and Olivia couldn't help but cry.

Dean pulled the gun away from her stomach and sighed loudly.

"I'll leave with you, I'll do whatever you want. Please Dean."

She gently stroked her thumb up and down his forearm but he quickly lost his temper and pushed her away. He had pushed her a lot harder than he had intended to, causing her to fall to the ground.

Her body hit the ground with a thudding sound which made him cringe.

"Olivia? Jesus Christ what the hell did you do that for." Merritt shouted.

"Olivia?" He called again while trying to move against his restraints.

"Don't talk to her." Dean shouted as he made his way over to her.

He lifted her head and she blinked up at him. He sighed in relief that she was fine and got out a pair of handcuffs. He handcuffed her hands behind her back knowing that the chances of her being able to get up without the use of her hands were slim.

"You two have fun while I go and deal with Stabler. Don't try anything stupid."

Dean grabbed Olivia's gun from the floor and headed off in the direction of the doorway Olivia had entered the building through. Merritt waited until he was sure that Dean was gone before calling out to Olivia.

"Olivia?"

Merritt shifted and tried to reach out for her with his free hand but she was too far away.

"I'm fine." She sighed as she tried to sit up.

"You're heads bleeding."

"It's fine, just a little cut. I'm good."

"We have to get out of here before he gets back. Before he gets to Elliot."

Olivia looked at him and shook her head.

"I can't get up, I'm not strong enough."

"It's okay, he didn't search me. I'll get us out of this."

Olivia watched as he removed his shoe with his free hand and pulled out some wiring from within it.

"I don't know if this will work but we can try. I really need two hands."

"Wait. If I can get over to you, I could try to help."

"No you stay there." He called to her but it was too late she was already shuffling along the floor towards him.

When she reached him several minutes later he helped her sit up at his side and put a piece of wire into her hand, directing it into the keyhole of the handcuffs while he used the other piece of wire to try and manipulate the lock.

Olivia couldn't see the handcuffs behind her and she felt so helpless not being able to help more. She closed her eyes and although she didn't believe in God she sent him a silent prayer, a prayer for her babies lives.

She heard a click and seconds later Merritt was free and fiddling with her own handcuffs. He helped her out of them and then tore a piece of cloth from his shirt before holding it to the cut on her head.

"Go get Cragen."

"No way, I won't leave you here."

"I'm fine Merritt. Just go."

Olivia pulled her cell phone out of her pocket in disbelief that Dean hadn't taken it. There was no signal.

"Take this. You might be able to get a signal on the way."

Olivia handed him the cell phone and took over applying pressure to the cut on her forehead. Merritt pulled his Jacket around her shoulders and promised he would do his best to save Elliot.

"I'll follow you, I just want to check something out first."

"I can wait." He pleaded with her.

"No there is no time. I'll be alright."

Merritt nodded and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Cap did Liv go home?" Fin questioned as Cragen walked out of his office.

"I would imagine so. She was heading to the restroom as I came in. I assumed she decided to go home after that."

"Then why is her bag still here?" Munch said as he looked up from his coffee.

"Oh God." Fin muttered as he ran from the room and towards the restrooms.

"Liv?" He shouted as he barged into the ladies and opened every stall.

Cragen and Munch soon ran in behind him but the room was empty.

They walked back into the squad room and gathered around Elliot and Olivia's desks. They were just about to call one of them when the phone on Olivia's desk started ringing. Cragen quickly picked it up.

"Cragen."

He listened intently to everything the caller was saying before slamming down the phone and turning to his detectives.

"You need to get to Olivia's apartment now. Dean is on his way there and he wants blood."

"Who was that on the phone?" Munch asked.

"Merritt Rock."

"Cap we can't trust his sorry ass." Fin exclaimed.

"We have to. We cannot risk their lives on a hunch. Go to the apartment and if Olivia and Elliot are both there and there's no sign of Dean then at least we can sleep easy tonight."

"Sure thing cap. I'll take her bag back to her too." Fin said as he grabbed the bag off the table.

A pounding on the door distracted him from the movie he was watching with the children and he got up to answer it. As soon as the door opened Fin and Munch came flying through and ran into the living room.

"Is everyone okay?"

"What the hell is going on? Everyone is fine." Elliot said, slightly annoyed at the intrusion.

"I knew that idiot was playing us again." Fin clenched his fists at his side.

"What's going on Dad?" Lizzie questioned.

"Where's Liv?" Dickie quickly questioned afterwards.

Fin and Munch looked at each other and their faces fell.

"You mean she isn't here?"