A/N: Well I hope you enjoy this section, the story is probably ¾ of the way done! By the way, did any of you see 'Weak' tonight? Was it just me, or did Olivia have some serious jealousy complexes towards doctor Hendrix over Elliot? Maybe I just played it up to more than it was, but the whole comment she made about Elliot being on rebound seemed to support my theory…
Olivia was nothing sort of traumatized by the entire morning and so Elliot didn't think it was good for her to spend the night alone. "Liv, you can come too my house if you would like." Elliot said as they got into his car.
"No… I am fine." answered Olivia, looking over at him with exhausted and sad eyes.
"No you aren't. Either you spend the night at my house, or I am staying at your apartment." Elliot told her, and she looked up.
"You can stay over at my place, I doubt Kathy would approve of me barging in." Olivia said, leaning up against the window.
"She is out of town, remember? Visiting her family in Colorado with the kids."
"Oh yes. Sorry, I forgot. Whatever you want to do then is fine, but really, I am okay." She sighed, running a hand through her hair, finding it to be quite layered in dust.
Elliot sat on the couch, dozing off as he watched the news. He had shut it off earlier before Olivia had fallen asleep, as he didn't think she needed to see anymore replays of the events of the day. She was now sleeping soundly with her head resting on his thigh, her hand set gently next to it. Elliot looked at her sleeping so quietly and ran his hand across her cheek. He shut off the TV and fell asleep.
In what seemed like a few seconds, Elliot woke again when Olivia stirred. She sat up, looking around wildly, then saw him and seemed to settle a bit, though she was still crying. "Liv! What's wrong?" Elliot asked, putting his arms around her gently.
"Nothing. Just remembering…" she answered, "I have to get to bed." Quite suddenly he realized how very close she was to him and that the situation was getting a little out of control. He released her quickly and she directed him to the guest bedroom.
Elliot flopped down on his back, quite distraught. Not only was it 9/11 but he realized that his relationship with his partner was changing. "This is not good." He muttered to himself. At the same time Olivia put her face in her hands and muttered the same thing.
The next day at work Elliot and Olivia were noticeably awkward towards one another, culminating in an incident that led to Olivia giving Elliot a smack across the face. It occurred when they were walking back down a hall and Elliot accidentally ran into her, consequently brushing against her butt. Olivia stopped dead and glared at him, and when he tried to explain that it was an accident, she slapped him as hard as she could, claiming he was smirking. Munch was walking by and stared at the two. "Oh my, do I sense some sexual tension between our two favorite detectives?" Elliot and Olivia both flushed bright red and she stalked off. "What is going on?" Munch asked, watching as Olivia went back to her desk.
"Nothing Munch." Said Elliot quickly. He went back and sat down at his desk, looking over at Olivia who was leafing through some papers. In no time at all they were yelling at one another again, arguing over the pointless topic of who would go and get a fax.
"Elliot! Olivia! In my office, right now!" Olivia dropped the file she had and stared at Cragen, who was glaring at them.
"What is going on with you two?" Cragen asked.
"Nothing." Elliot responded instantly. Cragen looked over at him and then his jaw dropped.
"What happened to your face?" he asked, and Elliot shrugged.
Olivia looked away and Cragen shook his head. "Olivia, I heard what happened yesterday with the girl. I want you to take a week's sick leave."
"I will be fine." Olivia said, sitting up in a panic.
"No you won't. Badge and gun please. Next Wednesday you can come back." Cragen said. "And Elliot, I think you should do the same."
Elliot and Olivia walked out of the precinct somewhat reluctantly, and Olivia immediately said, "Elliot, I am so sorry about smacking you."
"That's alright." Elliot answered, smiling at her.
"No really, I don't know what came over me. I am so sorry." She said, absentmindedly rubbing her shoulder. "And now what are we going to do with a week off?"
Elliot smiled as he looked over at her, and said, "No idea."
Elliot ended up staying with Olivia the rest of the week, and they managed to keep their restlessness to a minimum. However, when Tuesday night rolled around, both were quite anxiously awaiting returning to work. Olivia was wearing just a tan k top and pajama pants when she walked out to find Elliot in nothing but a t shirt and boxers. He looked up from the newspaper and smiled at her. Olivia was quite displeased when he did this, as seeing him wearing pretty much nothing was enough to make her heart beat uncomfortably fast, but now with the smile she was quite certain she was going to pass out. What is wrong with me? Thought Olivia, shaking her head. Elliot stood up and walked over to her. "Ready to get back to work?" "I doubt I have ever been more ready!" laughed Olivia. Elliot grinned and said, "Me either. Thanks for letting me stay." "No problem." Answered Olivia, leaning up and kissing his cheek. Elliot was stunned at this sudden gesture of affection but wasn't about to deny that he enjoyed it. So he just placed his hands on her hips and looked into her dark chocolate eyes. There was a moment of tremendously awkward silence and Olivia looked down. He took one hand and raised her chin to meet his gaze. In a rush of emotion he kissed her. As she responded in a very welcoming way by wrapping her arms around his neck Elliot doubted he had ever been so happy in his whole life. After what seemed an eternity he pulled away, however reluctantly. They looked at one another for a moment and then Olivia's eyes widened. "What just happened?"
"I am not sure…" said Elliot, still somewhat breathless. Olivia didn't say another word and walked off to her bedroom. Elliot took a deep breath and realized that if he took this one step further it would be an affair. And he couldn't drag Olivia through that.
The next morning she was nice to him, but seemed a little bit sad. They didn't mention the night before and went to work in silence. A little later in the day Olivia had gone off to talk to Alex. Elliot got a little worried after an hour and walked over and knocked on the office door. Much to his surprise Alex came to the door looking quite upset, and then upon seeing him she turned livid. "Hey…" he began, looking in and seeing Olivia sitting in a chair next to Alex's desk. Alex noticed his gaze and slammed the door so hard the windows rattled.
"What the hell did you do to her?" hissed Alex, grabbing his collar and yanking him closer. "I swear to god Elliot if you got her pregnant…"
"What? I don't know what you are talking about."
"Oh whatever. Everything was going fine and we were discussing the case and then I mentioned your name and she started crying. Olivia! Crying! I had no clue what to do, I have never seen her cry before." Alex whispered, shaking her head at him. "She doesn't need you to screw up her life, Elliot. What is it, you think because you are married you can just go and screw your partner because she's not and no hard feelings?"
"Alex! We didn't do anything like that! It was just one kiss. Look… yesterday was horrible day for everyone in the country, and Liv and I were no exception. We weren't thinking straight…" exclaimed Elliot, shocked at the ADA's accusations. She didn't answer and just shook her head, stomping back into the office. Elliot waited very patiently and 15 minutes later Olivia walked out, looking quite composed. Alex followed after, glaring at Elliot the whole way out. Olivia stood next to Elliot and the ADA smiled at her. "Oh, Alex, I was wondering, could you get a warrant for searching Mr. Joyce's car?" Elliot asked, and the ADA gave him a smoldering look.
"I don't know. I will see what I can do." She snapped, then asked, "Olivia, do you need the warrant?"
"Yes, it would be helpful. I already told you all the evidence we have. Is that enough to get it?" Olivia asked gently.
"Of course. You will have it by morning." Alex said, then stalked off.
"Elliot… about last night… we just can't let it affect or work." She said slowly, not looking up at him.
"It won't. I am sorry Liv."
"For what?"
"Everything."
Elliot abruptly returned from this memory, made all the more painful because now he knew how long he had loved her, and now she could very well be lost forever. His cell phone began to ring and he picked it up. "Stabler."
"Mr. Stabler! I am an officer from a precinct just north of yours. A hispanic woman just showed up here, she doesn't speak English, but she keeps repeating get Stabler, get Stabler, Benson, Benson, Benson. I knew that Detective Benson is missing, and so I got your number. The woman also gave me something… a gray scarf with a blue stripe through it."
"That's hers!" exclaimed Elliot, "We are on our way."
Olivia was shaking from cold and Jake noticed as he handcuffed one of her hands to a steel pipe. "What's the matter? Chilly? You will be warmed up momentarily." He said with a snicker. Olivia could feel her stomach knotting up in fear, but she did her best not too show it.
"So tell me… do you always kidnap and rape your girlfriends?" she asked, and flinched as his hand came for her face. However, instead of the jaw splintering pain she usually experienced, he stroked her cheek. "
Nope, just you."
"I feel so special." Spat Olivia.
Jake glared and snapped, "You should. You are so beautiful. I am sorry for all I had to do to you, but you refused me this before."
"You aren't sorry. You are just like all the rapists I work against every day." Olivia snapped, wriggling as far away as she could. Jake ignored this and went and grabbed a ratty looking old blanket. He came back and knelt by her side, setting the blanket down beside her. He then reached into his jacket and pulled out a bottle. He dumped the contents out onto the edge of the blanket. Olivia's eyes widened- she knew that smell. Chloroform. Jake suddenly jumped on top of her pinning her tightly beneath him. "Don't struggle." He whispered, pressing the damp end of the blanket tightly over her mouth and nose.
Olivia fought as hard as she could, but her lungs screamed at her to breathe and she took a tiny breath. Immediately it became harder to resist. She took another short breath, doing her best the shove and kick Jake off of her. Then she inhaled again, and again. Her breathing became steady and deep, and in moments the world went black. Jake was quite pleased with the results, Olivia was breathing slowly and was sound asleep. He ran a hand through her hair and then went about taking off the bandage over her knee. It had already bled through and he tossed it aside. Then he proceeded to remove the rest of what she was wearing and covered her over with the blanket. He took her clothes and bandage and threw them down a shaft the led underground, then went back over to her. He grinned and lay his gun down beside her head.
When Elliot arrived he found the Hispanic woman frantically pacing around, gripping Olivia's scarf in her hands. She turned when she saw him and looked hopefully at him. "Hi. I am Detective Stabler." He said, very slowly. The woman immediately ran over to him, shoving the scarf into his hands.
"Stabler. Get Benson."
Elliot quickly asked in Spanish, "Can you take me to where she is?" The woman nodded.
Fin looked over at Elliot, "I didn't know you spoke Spanish."
"Olivia's been teaching me." He answered, "I am pretty bad at it, though." The woman then seized his hand hauled him out the door. She led them a few blocks away to an abandoned warehouse and pointed to the door. Fin ran over to a suburban parked outside. "Elliot! It's got blood smeared all over the door. This has to be it!" Elliot looked up and whispered, "We are coming for you Liv!"
Elliot slipped on his bullet proof vest and pulled the strap tight about his waist. "Detective Stabler." Elliot turned and found a man on a horse looking down at him.
"Officer Gates!" Elliot exclaimed, instantly recognizing him as the man Olivia had talked to at the precinct.
"Just William will do. However, I would like you too know, the little bastard tries to get away, radio me and we will catch him." Gates said, gesturing over his shoulder. Elliot looked and saw a good ten officers on horseback standing nearby, all preparing to split up and cover different exits. "Thanks." Elliot said, giving Gates' horse a pat on the nose. It threw its head in response and stamped. "He's ready to go." Laughed William, tightening his grip on the reins, "And believe me. Jake won't be happy if he tries to escape from this boy." Elliot looked at the horse and inwardly had to agree that the horse didn't appear to be much fun to cross.
Munch walked over and said, "Elliot, they are ready." Elliot nodded and pulled out his gun. He walked over to the door and the rest of the team gave the ready signal. The door broke down and they rushed inside.
Jake heard the commotion and panicked. He looked at Olivia, intensely angry he wouldn't have the opportunity to do what he came to do with her. Jake heard yelling downstairs as the door crashed down. He hastily pulled out the bottle of chloroform, dumping the rest of it onto the edge of the blanket, holding it over her mouth and nose once more. She breathed it in and Jake held it tighter. "Come on. Hurry up!" he hissed, pressing down harder. Suddenly her breathing became quite slow. Jake then stood and ran, leaving the edge of the blanket of her face.
Elliot sprinted up the stairs; the rest of the group was splitting up over the lower level. He heard loud pattering of feet above him and ran faster. As he leaped onto the landing he caught sight of Jake leaping into some sort of shaft. Elliot started to sprint after him, but then caught sight of Olivia. "Liv!" he yelled, running over and kneeling next to her. "Liv, wake up!" Elliot cried, but she didn't move. He shook her shoulder gently and found her skin to be icy cold.