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Chapter 2

Elliot woke up late. Kathy and the kids had gone for the week while he was stuck at home, because of work. He sat up after he heard the garbage truck outside. He woke up tired and got out of bed. On his way to his bathroom he slipped on a small toy, probably one of the twins' toys, and fell. He fell back against a side table next to his bed and groaned in pain as his back hit the sharp wooden corner. After saying a couple curse words aloud he headed back to the bathroom, kicking the toy out of his way.

Olivia, John, and Fin were busy on the phones. A woman had been raped repeatedly after her husband was killed along with her daughter- who was also raped. Cragen wasn't looking so well, this case was a big one. The husband was a well known business man, and a very wealthy one at that. The wife had her own business too, so when they got married they were making more then double the dough. Olivia had talked to the wife in an interrogation room, where the wife was now. The apartment wasn't finished getting evidence from but because of all the cases they seemed to be getting at once, it was just taped off.

"Where the hell is Elliot!" shouted Cragen as he paced back and fourth. Olivia didn't know, and neither did the other detectives. Olivia got up to go get some fresh air, she was starting to have a panic attack- which she got under a incredible amount of pressure. A woman approached her as she sat on the curb.

"Can I help you?" Olivia asked as the woman sat next to her, before Olivia could get back up.

"You can't go" The woman told her.

"Pardon?" Olivia frowned.

"You can't go to the apartment"

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"You're going to get a call of a disturbance from the apartment where John Banks was murdered. Your partner is going to come and get yelled at by your boss, since he's late. And then you're going to go to the apartment. Don't go" The woman warned her. Olivia frowned at her.

"Why don't you come into the building and rest" Olivia figured she was high or a little off her rocker. The woman went back inside with her. Olivia told her to sit in her chair. Olivia hadn't noticed that Elliot had come in and was being yelled at by Cragen. Just then her phone rang and she answered. Elliot was walking over to her as she hung up.

"Who's that?" Elliot asked about the woman in her chair.

"Oh just some woman who's had too much to sniff" Olivia raised her eyebrows.

"Come on" she said.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"Got a disturbance call from the Banks apartment" she told him as they walked outside. The woman let out a breath- after she rolled her eyes.

"Come on" Elliot said to Olivia trying to get her to go with him.

"No I'm going to take my car. I could use the mileage" she smiled as she hopped in and sped off.

Olivia got to the apartment first. And decided to go up to the apartment alone, she figured it was probably just some looter anyway. But none the less she pulled her gun out and cautiously kicked open the door. She stepped in slowly and made sure to look around carefully. She started to head to the bedroom when she heard a noise in the opposite direction. She turned around quickly and started to head in that direction. She walked into the kitchen quietly. She didn't see anyone and noticed a pan on the floor, which was probably what she had heard. She started to put her gun down when a man grabbed her from behind. He wrapped his hand over her mouth and with the other hand he held a knife to her throat. Olivia couldn't fight him as he had her in his hold.

"My name is Olivia. Who are you?" she asked calmly. He didn't make a noise. He forced her to start to walk.

"I'm a detective, but I can get you out of here and no one will know about what you've done" she told him. He forced her into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He put a cloth over her eyes, then a cloth in her mouth with duct tape over her lips. She tried to make more noise but she couldn't, the cloth muffled her voice. He held her down as he began. He quickly undid his pants and pulled down hers. After he was done he put his pants back on and pulled hers back up too. Olivia couldn't believe she just let that happen to herself.

"You were a lot easier then the wife. Even the daughter fought more then you did. I bet you actually liked it" the man spoke as he kissed her forehead. She pulled her head away and he spit at her.

"Want to go again?" he smirked. She had to fight this time. She kneed him hard and he fell to the side. She tried to get up but he jumped back on top of her again. He pulled out his gun and held it against her chest. She knew he would do it too. And he did. Just then Elliot fled in the door way. The perp was on top of Olivia still, Elliot could see the blood flowing out of Olivia's chest. Elliot pushed the man off of Olivia and put his hand firmly on her chest. He tried to keep the blood from leaving her body. She took off her own blindfold, and Elliot helped her best he could with the duct tape. She spit out the cloth to let out deep breaths. The pain wasn't hurting as much, she was starting to feel tired. The perp looked at the two, before he opened his jacket. Elliot looked up at him as the perp dialed in a couple numbers on the device that wrapped around his body. Elliot grew wide-eyed then quickly covered Olivia with his body, as the perp pushed a button. The apartment exploded. There were no survivors.