Chapter Thirty Six: Held Prisoner

Elliot, John, Fin and Munch ran up the stairs to Hans' apartment. They banged on the door and waited for a few moments. When they didn't receive an answer McClain kicked the door. They stepped into the apartment guns raised and ready. They searched the place but it turned up empty.

"There's no one here" Fin announced putting up his gun away.

They stood in the living room surveying the damage caused. The coffee table lay in pieces; the sofa was flipped over, broken glass lay scattered everywhere and blood was smudged on the floor. Elliot paced back and forth getting nervous. He went up to the wall and punched it in frustration.

"Elliot calm down" Munch said. "We have to call forensics down here so they can analyze the apartment and tell us what happened here."

Elliot nodded and pulled out his phone.

"Hopeful there still alive" McClain said reassuringly.

Hans awoke to a dark dank room. The hot air was stale and musty and the walls covered and in old dark blood. The room was no bigger than a prison cell. There was one door leading in an out and one small window with bars on it.

"Hans" a voice whispered.

Hans sat up and saw Olivia sitting next to him looking a little nervous. He sat up and crawled over to her. "Are you alright?" Hans asked looking her over see if there was any damage.

"I'm fine they didn't hurt me. What about you?"

Hans looked down at himself and moved the torn pieces of his shirt aside. A long red angry deep thick cut ran down across his chest and stomach. Olivia reached out and ran her hand through it. Hans hissed and pulled back.

"Sorry, at lease it has stopped bleeding" Olivia said.

Hans leaned his body against the wall. He sighed and ran his hand through hair trying to think of something. "How long have you've been awake."

Olivia shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe ten minutes, I don't know how long we've been out or where we are."

Hans stood up and helped Olivia to her feet. "We need to figure out a way to escape before they come back. I don't want you to experience what I went through with them."

Every available detective was working to try and figure out what had happen to Hans and Olivia. Elliot was reading through everything folder the others had given him but so far nothing had helped. McClain came walking in with the forensics report. Cragen, Elliot, Fin and Munch gathered around to listen.

"The blood on the floor came from two different people. One of them came from Mike Reed one of Dunning's men; the other was defiantly from Hans. The blood from both parties is no enough to kill but just wound. What every happened Hans put up a mean fight and from the looks of it Mike Reed lost."

"How do you know that?" Cragen asked.

"Reed's blood was the most on the floor but from the looks of the room more than one person fought Hans." McClain dropped pictures on the desk. They were of different types of foot prints.

"In all nine men were in that apartment explaining the different types of foot prints, plus there are finger prints of Andrew Dunning were found as well."

"He wants us to know it was him" Fin stated.

"Did you found anything on Olivia?" Elliot inquired.

"No, other than her clothes and finding her smashed cell phone there nothing there. Perhaps they didn't hurt her" McClain said.

"We can't go on theory we need facts" Elliot snapped.

Fin turned to McClain. "You said forensics found Olivia smashed cellphone did you fine Hans'?"

"No."

"Then turn on the GPS maybe we can find them that way" Cragen said.

Olivia was standing on top of Hans' shoulders trying to see if the bars on the windows were loose. She pulled and wigged the bar to see if come off but it was no good.

"Alright come on down it's not any good" Hans said. He helped her down and put her on her feet.

Olivia's face was red and sweating. "Sit down Olivia, don't overdo it."

"But…"

"Shh," he said holding up his hand to silence her. Multiple footsteps sounded right outside. They both froze listening intently. The door was violently wrenched open hitting the wall with a loud bang. Dunning, Fisher and a man they didn't recognize stepped into the cell. Hans pushed Olivia behind him and protected her with his body.

"Oh, how sweet trying to protect your lovely fiancée" Dunning mocked. "Well it won't work, if I say she gets hurt than she gets hurt. I'm the one with the power not you! Now bring them upstairs and let the suffering begin."