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A/N What's up SVU Fandom!? I know I've been a lil lax on my updating BUT I only have a few more months left in Afghanistan (VERY strong rumors that it' only about 3 months left. Praying and hoping its' true every day every day) so I figured I'd lead y'all back in slowly with a brand new story. My first non partnered Livid story (Speaking of Livid, check out 'Taken' by me and Messy Little Raindrop. It's an AMAZING full length Livid story) and my first with the season 13 cast. I'm a little nervous but hopefully you'll enjoy. And review. But mostly enjoy.

Olivia and David stumbled into her apartment laughing loudly with a small fumble in each of their steps. David wrapped her arms tight around her waist as he buried his lips in the crook of her neck.

"We need to find someplace for you to put your plaque," David muttered against her skin as he attacked her flesh with his kisses.

"We can do that later," Olivia said with a slight slur in her words as he slipped off her long white coat revealing a form fitting black dress underneath.

Olivia turned in his arms and meshed her lips with his as she haphazardly threw the award she had gotten from the city onto her couch.

"You sure you don't wanna do it now Ms. Detective of the Year?' he asked using the title that had been bestowed on her tonight by the Mayor himself.

"Yes," she moaned as she pressed against his well built body, already feeling the effects she and the wine they consumed had on him. Her hand stroked down his chest and grazed the bulge through his dress pants. David growled softly as he scooped her in his arms and began to make his way towards the bedroom.

"Please don't drop me," Olivia pleaded with a soft laugh as she draped her arms around his neck.

"Never," he assured her as he laid her gently down on the soft bed. David laid down on top of her and continued to kiss her softly as they got his coat off. Olivia untucked the pressed white shirt from him trousers and she began to undo the multiple buttons on it but he grabbed her hands and held them away.

"Tonight's your night, Liv," he told her as he stroked a piece of hair from her face. "Just relax and let me take care of you okay?"

Olivia smiled at him as she nodded. "Okay." God she loved this man…

With a flash of her favorite crooked smile, his fingers nimbly worked to get it unbuttoned and thrown to the ground alongside the coat.

Olivia ran her hands along his well defined muscles as David reached behind her and slowly pulled down the zipper, gently trailing his hand up her nude back before he slipped under the two thin straps and lowered the dress off her He made quick work of the red lace bra and began a trail of hot wet kisses down her body, raising goose bumps wherever he touched.

Olivia' breath hastened as David slipped his fingers inside the waistband of her matching panties and dragged them down her long lean legs. He nestled inbetween her legs as he kissed her inner thigh and moved downward towards his intended goal.

"I love you," he muttered against her skin before his tongue darted out and he gently lapped at her slick folds, knowing exactly where to touch and what to do to her to bring her the pleasure she deserved…

XxXxX

Olivia groaned loudly as a loud ringing interrupted her blissful sleep. Instead of answering she wrapped her arms tighter around David, whose chest she was using for a pillow, and snuggled in closer towards him, a slight pounding in her head but nothing that couldn't be cured with some Advil.

"I thought Cragen gave you the next few days off," David muttered as he tightened his arms around her.

"He did," Olivia mumbled sleepily, her eyes still firmly shut. "That's why I'm not picking up."

David chuckled lightly as he kissed the top of her head and reached out to grab the phone. He held it out to her and she sighed heavily as she reached blindly for the phone and answered the call with a sluggish, "somebody better be dead." The reply was a teary eye sobbing, "Detective Benson? It- it's Kristen! Please I need your help!"

Olivia's eyes flew open as she sat up in bed. "Kristen? Kristen what's wrong?" she asked, much more wide awake now then she had been moments ago.

David, who was now also fully awake sat up as well. "What' going on?"

Olivia waved him off as she now heard the unmistakable sounds of someone in the background pounding on a door and screaming obscenities at the caller.

Kristen, a victim who had grown especially close to over the course of the investigation where her husband had raped and abused her for hours on end one night, let out a choked sob."He- he's here! He's drunk! Please I- I don'know what to do!"

Olivia threw the blankets off her as she hurried over to her dresser."Where are you now? she asked as she pulled on a pair of panties and a bra.

"I- in te bathroom. I got the door locked."

Good. Don't unlock the door until I get there, understand? He isn't going to hurt you again. I'll be there soon, Kristen, I promise."

With that reassuring word Olivia hung up the door and quickly dialed her precinct as David hurried out of bed and went up to her. "Liv, what' wrong? he asked with a sense of urgently. "Is everything okay?"

Olivia shook her head as she put the phone to her ear and grabbed a pair of jeans. "One of my victims attacker is at her house," she explained hastily before her Captain picked up.

"Cragen it's Benson," she told him as she grabbed a shirt and threw it on before she hurried over to the closet. "I need a unit to 459 758th St, Apartment 12B now. Kristen Brockway's husband is there." There was a long pause as she pulled on a pair of socks and sneakers. "Well obviously the restraining order didn't do its job. Please just get a unit over there. I'm on my way now."

Without another word Olivia hung up the phone and turned around to find David with her gun belt ready to go.

"David, I'm so-."

"Don't you even think about apologizing for this," he told her as he gave a chaste kiss on the lips and handed her her coat. "Don't come back until you get the bad guy," he told her with an understanding smile. Olivia gave him a brief smile before she grabbed the coat from him and rushed out of the apartment with David staring after her.

XxXxX

Olivia pressed the gas down to the floor as hard as she could. Not even bothering with the time it would have taken to drive out of her way to grab the Sedan, she instead took her own car and quickly drove through the streets of Manhattan.

Olivia was still at least fifteen blocks from her victims apartment when all of a sudden she heard the sirens and saw the bright flashing lights of what she assumed was her uni. She narrowed her eyes in confusion as the cop car stayed behind her however. She knew a cop car could easily out pass an average civilian car which is what she was driving so why didn't they speed up and pass her?

After another moment she heard a loud crackled "NYPD! Pull over now!" that came from the cop cars speakers.

Olivia bit her lip as she contemplated what to do for a moment. She was still a fair amount away from her victim's house, enough time so that if she didn't stop, he could call for backup and she'd be in even bigger trouble.

Or she could pull over, waste a minute or two explaining, and they'd both be on their way towards the crime scene. With a heavy groan Olivia put on her blinkers and pulled over to the side of the road. She waited impatiently for him to run the plates to make sure the car wasn't stolen or involved in a crime.

After a painstakingly long two minutes she finally saw the cop get out of his car and head towards her. Olivia pulled out her license, registration and badge so she had it readily available for the officer
to look at.

She rolled down the window before she shut off the car and tapped her fingers anxiously against the steering wheel. Finally he came up to her window and kneeled down beside it. He was an exceptionally good looking man in his late thirties with a strong angled jaw and piercing dark blue eyes."License and registration," he barked.

"Officer, I know you're just doing your job, but I'm a Detective, Special victims Unit and I'm on my way to a victims home and I REALLY need to get going," she explained calmly as she handed him her badge and the other two documents he had asked for. "She could be in a lot of trouble and you're more than welcome to ride along with me. The cop said nothing as he examined the documents before he showed her the badge.

"Ma'am, are you trying to bribe an officer of the law?"

"That's my Badge. I told you, I'm a Detective, and one of my victims is hurt."

"All this tells me is that you're trying to use your badge to get out of a ticket."

Olivia struggled to hold her temper against the cop. She had gotten pulled over for minor traffic offenses and when she was an officer she had pulled over several other cops. Unless they were undeniably drunk or under the influence, one hint of gold or silver was all it took for them to pretend it never happened.

Olivia cleared her throat as she looked up at him."Sir, that's not what's happening here, I assure you. I need to get to one of my victims. She lives at 459 758thStreet, Apartment 12B; you probably heard it over your scanner."

"I heard no such call over my radio, Ma'am."

"I put in the call personally," she told him, a slight amount of her anger getting the better of her. Kristen could be dead or dying right now because this idiot was holding her up. "If you wanna give me a ticket, fine, just do it quick so I can get out of here."

The cop crossed his arms in front of his well built chest."Are you calling me a liar, Ma'am?"

Olivia shook her head in disbelief."This is insane," she muttered angrily as she reached in her purse to pull out her cell phone to call Cragen. He'd be able to get this idiot off her back.

"Ma'am, get your hands on the steering wheel now!" he shouted at her making her flinch.

"I'm reaching in my purse to grab my phone to call my Captain, she snapped.

"Get out of the car, Ma'am."

"I need to get to my victim!"

"Ma'am, get out of the car now!"

Olivia and the cop glared at one another for several moments before she threw her hands up in disgust. "Fine! she barked as she swung open the door making the cop take several steps backwards to avoid getting hit. "You realize you're gonna be getting a reprimand in your jacket for this right?

The cop said nothing as Olivia stepped out of the car and crossed her arms in front of her
chest. He was at least a foot taller than her and his uniform showed off just how fit he was. He was a big man, but she could tell that it was all muscle instead of fat. The name on his uniform top read 'McNulty.'

He leaned in and sniffed lightly before he leaned back with an arrogant smirk on his face. "Ma'am, have
you been drinking tonight?"

"I'm not drunk," she snapped.

"Really because it smells like you took a bath in a tub of wine."

"I had a few drinks at the celebration that the mayor and Police Commissioner Volt threw me for getting the honor 'Detective of the Year.' That was hours ago and I'm sober as a judge now."

McNulty shook his head as he got out of handcuffs."The way you were driving, I very highly doubt that. "

"Then do a damn breathalyzer on me! Give me one right now so I can get to my victim and you can continue your power trip.

He glared at her as he grabbed her by the arm and twisted her around tightly before he slammed her up against her car.

"You're under arrest," he said as he jerked her hands behind her back.

"For what?" Olivia demanded as she struggled against his iron clad hold.

"DWI, verbally harassing an officer and resisting arrest, he spat as he grabbed his cuffs and closed them tight around her wrists.

"I didn't do anything!" shouted Olivia as he patted her down, taking her pistol, hand cuff keys, and pocket knife.

"You have the right to remain silent, he told her as he grabbed her by the back of her shirt and hoisted her back to her feet. "Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right-."

"I know my rights!"

Both McNulty and Olivia remained silent as he walked her to the car and all but threw her in the backseat. He slammed the door closed and Olivia groaned loudly as she slammed her head against the leather seat. Her single hope being that Kristen was okay.

McNulty got in the front seat and with a slam of the door the two were off. Olivia remained silent for a long while as she looked out the window. She wasn't sure what unit he fell under but what she did know that it was taking far too long to get to a station, knowing there was one every few blocks

Olivia swallowed hard as she began to see more and more rougher looking buildings. He didn't seem to answer any calls that came in over the radio even the ones that mentioned his car by specific name.

Finally the silence was too great for her and she spoke. "What precinct are you out of?"

"Shut up," he told her with an undeniably smug undertone.

Olivia swallowed hard as he turned not down another street but a large abandoned ally that was littered with beer bottles and garbage.

Her heart began pounding hard against her ribs as he turned off the radio and got out of the car, slamming the door shut behind him. A million thoughts raced through her mind as he opened the back door. Olivia moved back against the opposite door as he climbed in the back seat with her.

"Get away from me," she ordered, trying her best to keep her voice from shaking.

McNulty chuckled cruelly as he grabbed a hold of her ankle and pulled her towards him before he climbed on top of her.

"Get off me!" she screamed as she struggled beneath him, her eyes going wide with fear.

"Shut up," he said with a cold laugh as he reached in his holster and pulled out a gun and held it to her head.

Olivia drew in her bottom lip as he pushed her legs apart and got in between them. "Please don't," she pleaded, barely able to get her voice over a whisper, not daring to fight against him for fear of him pulling the trigger on his weapon.

"Here's how this is gonna work," he told her as he began grinding against her center. "You're a cop so you already know I know how to do this without leaving a mark. You're going to lay back and let me fuck you otherwise I take you in for DWI, resisting arrest, and assaulting a police officer, all three crimes that would make them take your badge."

"Please no," Olivia choked out as tears began to stream down her face. "Please don't do this. I- I'm sorry for giving you attitude. I didn't mean it."

He ignored her pleas as he gripped the bottom of her shirt and yanked it off her and threw it to the floor. He grabbed her bra and ripped it in two revealing her breasts.

His hands were on her curves in seconds and Olivia let out a cry of fear and pain as he began to maul her curves.

"Stop!" she screamed as she twisted beneath him. "Somebody help me! Please!"

"That's it," he groaned as he reached in between them and popped open the button on her jeans and unzipped her fly. "I love it when bitches fight."

Olivia twisted every which way she could trying to get him off of her but it was to no avail and the harder she fought him, the more excited he got.

Her sobs choked her as he grabbed the waistband of her jeans and panties and yanked them down all the way. She tried to close her legs but he simply forced them apart once more and slammed against her core that was still sensitive from when she had been with David just hours ago…

He reached in between them once more and unzipped his jeans and pulled out his rock hard member.

He spit on his fingers and began to rub the outside of her sex to draw some moisture from her. Her cries grew louder and she prayed with all her might that someone would hear her.

"Help me!" she screamed again. "Please someone help me!"

He forced open her legs even furthor as he guided his unit to her entrance before he pushed inside her.

Olivia screamed as loud as she could as the pain ripped through her. He grabbed a hold of her breasts and began to ruthlessly maul her as he leaned down and began to roughly kiss her neck while he pumped in and out of her.

"Stop!" she sobbed desperately. "Please stop! PLEASE!"

"Shut up!" he hissed as he buried himself to the hilt before pulling out and slamming back into her again.

Olivia sobbed harder as he continued to devour her body. Her hands were quickly losing circulation from the combined weight of her and her rapist on top of them. Finally, she screamed the only thing she could think of. She knew it was worthless to scream for him but she couldn't help it. She wanted him there more than she had ever wanted anything in her whole life.

"David!" she screamed through her sobs as he pushed harder and harder inside her, ripping her from the inside out. "David, please! David, please help me!"

He laughed openly at her pleas for her boyfriend as he bent down next to her ear. "You're so fucking pathetic," he spat before his lips attacked the one spot behind her ear that usually drove her insane.

Finally, after what seemed like an entire lifetime, his movements sped up and his groans and grunts became far louder. He buried himself deep inside her and came hard.

He collapsed on top of her and simply laid there breathing heavilly for a long moment before he pushed himself off of her. He twisted her around sharply and uncuffed her hands before he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out of the car and threw her to the ground. She was far to spent to fight back against him. He bundled her clothes and threw them at her.

He kneeled down next to her and showed her that he still had her license. "You tell a living soul, I'm coming back for you."

Olivia didn't even have the strength to turn and look at him as he reached in his pocket and threw her shield and knife down beside her before he pulled out her weapon and forced her legs open again and shoved her gun inside her.

She let out a strangled cry of pain as he bent down low next to her ear. "That's for the attitude," he hissed before he stood up, zipped his pants and walked away.

Olivia closed her eyes against the chilly winter night as she heard the car drive away. Fresh tears made their way down her face as she slowly stood up. With a trembling hand, she pulled her weapon from inside her, dressed herself, wiped the blood and fluids from her gun with her jacket and reholstered it before she picked up her phone and dialed a familiar number.

He picked up after three rings with a tired. "Hello."

A flood of emotions washed over her as she heard his heavenly voice and it took a moment for her to compose herself before she spoke. "Da- David."

"Liv? Liv, Baby, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice sounding more awake now.

Olivia let out a sob before she shook her head. "Please just… can you come get me?"

"Olivia, what happened?" he demanded his voice full of fear and worry

"Please," she begged her voice on the verge of hysterics. "Please just come get me."

"Where are you?"

She made her way slowly to the end of the alley where she saw an old rusted street sign. "On the corner of 107th and 89th. Please hurry."

"I'll be right there," he assured her. "I love you."

"I… I love you too."

Without another word she hung up the phone. She kept her composure for less than a moment before she slid down the cold brick wall, pulled her knees to her chest, and began to sob…

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