Ed wasn't aware of where he was or how he'd come to be here, but the fact that every fibre in his being was telling him to get out of this place wasn't a good sign. Why was his memory so hazy? Every time he tried to recall anything, his mind was a mass of fog. He'd woken up not long ago, his vision obscured by the blindfold loosely tied around his eyes. Rough hands had dragged him upright and pulled the blindfold off him as he had struggled, finding his hands tied too.

As the blindfold had been ripped from his eyes, he had taken in his new surroundings- a square room, with one door and a bolted window. A mattress and a bucket lay one end of the room. Ed was suddenly aware of someone behind him and he was suddenly frightened.

W… W… What am I doing here?' he stammered out quietly, wanting to know who he was dealing with and what he had done that warranted being treated like a piece of meat.

'All in good time buddy I promise.' Came a voice from behind him. He didn't know the voice, and the voice didn't know him.

'Who are you?'

'That doesn't matter. It is not me who has the problem with you'

'Are you sure?' Ed retorted sarcastically, and then yelped as the unknown assailant behind him grabbed a hold of him and pulled hard, their grip like nails digging into him- rough and uninviting.

'I… I'm sorry… I didn't mean that'

'That's better. You need to remember your manners Ed'

'I… I am sorry'

'That's quite alright. Like I said, it isn't me that has a problem with you. Mr Cassidy will be along shortly to see you'

Cassidy? Now why did that name sound familiar? Even as Ed raked over his memories, the feeling of dread told him that it was an unpleasant familiar feeling.

Then it hit him.

The memories came flooding back to him in a rush as he remembered where he knew that name from. Olivia. They'd been in the car on their way back from the hospital, when a car had slammed into the back of them, sending the car veering off the road. Luckily neither of them had been severely hurt, but Ed vaguely remembered the car doors being thrown open and them both being dragged separately out of the car. The last thing Ed could recall was a yellow rag being shoved in his face, and after that everything was black.

'Brian…. He is behind this?' he may have been asking the question, but deep down, he already knew the answer. 'Oh my god, where's Olivia?'

'Ah… I wondered when you were going to ask after your beloved Olivia Benson"

'If he has hurt one hair on her head, I swear…'

'You'll what? You're not going anywhere buddy that's what I'm here for".

'Olivia, is she okay?'

'Yes. For now'

'What does that mean?'

'All in good time'

He watched Olivia from behind the glass of the door and smiled. He had given her the personal treatment and carried her down to the basement, despite her feet dragging on every step almost unwilling to plunge into the depths of the darkness that awaited her below. He had placed her carefully into a relatively comfortable position and tied her up. He watched her and smiled as the light thrown out by the single lightbulb illuminated Olivia's skin and made it almost shimmer. He had her forever now.

Some people would call him obsessed. He called it destiny.

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