Chapter Ten
Courtroom
3:22 pm
Sunday, April 18th, 2005
Stabler pushed himself through the crowd, continuously looking around for Cassidy. At the moment he couldn't see him. He had already left the courtroom and Stabler wasn't even close to the exit.
He pushed himself through a man and a woman, standing close to one another. The couple were a bit disgusted with him but Stabler didn't stop and say "Excuse me." There was a murderer on the loose, there was no time for manners.
Fin was a few feet behind Stabler. He was making less progress. He too wasn't excusing himself. Cragen was right behind Fin. Besides Munch, he was the only one saying "excuse me".
Stabler was the first one out of the courtroom. He stopped himself and looked around intently. There were hundreds of reporters. This case drew the attention of many news stations. If a cop is blamed for murder it tends to spark the interests of many.
There were two exits in the building and Stabler couldn't decide which one to take. He began to worry. Just as Fin was exiting the courtroom and coming up behind Stabler, Stabler caught sight of Cassidy shoving his way through reporters who were sticking microphones in his face and asking him questions. He was close to the exit.
Stabler quickly started running and pushing his way through the crowd of people and reporters. Unfortunately, they caught sight of him and now were after him like seagulls when spotting food on a beach.
Microphones came out of nowhere and were shoved in his face. Random voices came out of nowhere.
"Detective Stabler, are you happy your partner is innocent?"
"Mr. Stabler, did you think Olivia Benson was guilty?"
"Detective, what side were you on?"
"Mr. Stabler, where are you going so fast?"
"Detective Stabler, who really killed Jake McMorrow?"
"Mr. Stabler, did you cry when you found out Detective Benson was not guilty?"
"Are you and Ms. Benson in love?"
"Mr. Stabler, why are you running?"
The questions just kept on coming and coming and they wouldn't stop. The reporters didn't take a hint. They followed Stabler as he ran completely oblivious to the fact that he wasn't going to answer their questions at all. Stabler continued to ignore them and kept his eyes on Cassidy, which was hard to do. The crowd of reporters were circled around him and Stabler could just barely see his head.
Fin, who saw Stabler run to the right entrance, followed him along with Cragen and Munch.
Cassidy exited the courtroom and Stabler picked up speed. He knocked a few people over in the process and he managed to apologize. He wove himself through another crowd of reporters and exited the courtroom. As he exited, Cassidy was already down the concrete steps and he was crossing the street.
Vehicles beeped at him and one almost hit him but managed to stop short just in time. Stabler ran down the steps, skipping a couple as he went but as he was half way down, Cassidy jumped into a silver car.
Once he got in, the car sped away and Stabler just managed to get the license plate number.
SWX321
He repeated that in his head as he trotted down to the last step and sat himself down. It wasn't long until Fin, Cragen, and Munch caught up with him.
"Where'd he go?" asked Fin.
"He jumped into a car," said Stabler. "Someone was waiting outside for him. He got into the passenger seat."
"Did you get the plate number?" asked Munch.
"SWX321," said Stabler.
"We'll run a search on it," said Cragen.
Olivia's Apartment
4:07 pm
Olivia had heard that Cassidy got away. She was a bit frightened with that news. What if he came after her? Casey took Olivia home and was now with her at her apartment. Olivia asked her to stay. Casey had apologized to her for not believing her story. It was a sincere apology that brought tears to Casey's eyes. Olivia accepted the apology.
The two were now in the living room, with the front door locked and the windows shut. Casey made some tea for the two of them.
Cragen gave Olivia the week off but Olivia would be coming back tomorrow anyways. She couldn't stand not working for a whole week. It began to rain outside. At the moment it was just drizzling. The sky was dark and gray and the rest of the night didn't look promising. The weather station said to expect severe thunderstorms.
Olivia sipped her tea. It was nice and warm and it heated up her body.
"I better get going," said Casey as she stood up.
"No stay Casey," said Olivia a bit worried.
"Olivia, you'll be fine," reassured Casey, "He's not going to come here."
"No it's not that," said Olivia.
Casey cocked her head.
"What is it?" asked Casey.
"What if he comes after you..." said Olivia.
"Why would he come after me?" asked Casey.
"Because you're taking him to court," said Olivia. "He sees you as a threat."
"Olivia, trust me, he won't be able to show his face in public. There was already warnings on the news, you saw them. Everyone's on the lookout for him."
"I know, I know but still," Olivia looked out the window. "He's a cop Casey. A very experienced cop."
"Olivia..." Casey sat herself down next to her. "I'm going to be fine. There is no way he's going to come after me."
Olivia turned back to Casey. She was still worried.
"I promise," said Casey.
"Alright," said Olivia.
Maybe she's right, thought Olivia, Anyways she should be home before the storms really starts up.
The two of them hugged.
"See you tomorrow," said Casey.
"Drive safely," said Olivia as she walked Casey to the door. Olivia unlocked the door and opened it. Casey stepped into the hallway and turned to look at Olivia. Casey could read her like a book. She was still worried.
"Olivia don't worry," said Casey. "I'll be fine."
Olivia managed a smile. "Okay."
"See you tomorrow," said Casey as she walked away.
"Bye."
Olivia watched her walk down the hall and turn a corner. Then Olivia shut her door and locked it. She turned around to look at her apartment. It seemed darker all of a sudden. It felt weird being alone although she lived in this apartment by herself for so many years. But she felt unsafe. Maybe she wasn't alone.
Then again, maybe she was just being paranoid. She told herself continuously that nobody was in the apartment besides her. She could hear a few neighbors next door and traffic outside but other that it was quiet.
As Olivia sat herself back down on her couch she realized being alone isn't what she wanted.
Special Victims Unit
4:07 pm
Elliot Stabler sat at his desk, leaning back in his chair with his feet on top of his desk. All airports and other travel agencies were warned about Brian Cassidy and given his picture. Warnings were continuously being put on news stations along with his photo. There was no way he was getting out of New York without being seen. A couple of detectives already went by his house but he wasn't home and nobody in his apartment building had seen him.
Elliot looked over across his desk to Olivia's and hoped she was safe. He wondered what she was doing right now. He put his hands behind his head and tried to relax. The past few days had turned out to be very hectic ones.
At the moment he was waiting to see who the car Cassidy jumped in belonged to. Also waiting was Fin, at his desk, doing some paperwork.
Elliot was thinking about calling Olivia but he decided now wasn't the best time. He took a look at his watch. It was 4:08. The day wasn't even close to being over. Elliot was worried. He was worried for Olivia. Right now she was in danger. Any second now Cassidy could come busting through her door. He was scared for his kids although they were in less danger. He knew Cassidy hated him and probably wanted him dead, why wouldn't Cassidy go after his kids? Elliot had made a call to them. The four of them were all at their aunts house with their mother. Stabler warned his exwife about Cassidy and told her just to be safe.
She actually worried for him.
"Are you going to be okay Elliot?" she had asked.
Elliot was a bit taken back by her question.
"Yeah," he answered. "I'll be fine."
Elliot stood up from his desk. He couldn't sit still. What was taking them so long? Fin noticed he stood up.
"They are taking kind of long," said Fin.
"Yeah," said Elliot as he started pacing a short distance. He then turned to a board with Brian Cassidy's picture on it. This board served as a organization board for the detectives. It was so the detectives could see their victims and perps and try to come up with some conclusion. It helped most of the time. But at the moment, all it had was a picture of Brian Cassidy, smiling. Elliot walked over to it and ripped it down. He crumpled it in his fist and threw it in the trash can. He couldn't stand seeing his face.
Elliot returned to his desk just as Munch came with a piece of paper in his hand. He had the results. Cragen came out of his office to hear the news.
"Well," said Munch, getting Elliot and Fin's attention. "What do you want first the good news or the bad news?"
"Who does the car belong to?" asked Elliot.
"It belongs to a Mr. Bryan Pierce," answered Munch.
"Who's that?" asked Fin.
"That's the bad news," said Munch. "We don't know."
"Sounds like someone has a fake ID," said Fin.
"Wouldn't be surprising," said Munch and he went to his desk.
"So," began Cragen as he walked over to the whiteboard where Elliot ripped off Cassidy's picture. "Cassidy," Cragen wrote his name on the whiteboard, "Went into a car," he then drew an arrow coming from Cassidy's name, "with the license plate, SWX321." He wrote down the license plate number. "Which belongs to a Bryan Pierce." He then wrote "Bryan Pierce" underneath the license plate number and then put a question mark beside it. "And we have no idea who Bryan Pierce is. Fin and Munch I want you two to go to the car rental place where this car was purchased and find out who really took it. Be quick and try to get the man who sold the car to come in. Maybe he'll remember his face if it wasn't too long ago."
Olivia's Apartment Building
4:11
Casey walked down the stairs to the second floor. She was quite exhausted for some reason today and she couldn't figure out why. She just seemed tried in general and she got winded just walking down stairs. That wasn't normal for her. She was very active and she did a lot of exercise.
Casey walked down another set of stairs and then made her way to the exit. She left the building and approached her car. She stopped herself from going in.
Even though she sounded convincing and unafraid when she was talking to Olivia, she was actually quite frightened and she knew Cassidy could come after her. Despite all the warnings and news stories, he could find his way to her. Like Olivia said, he was a cop.
Casey remembered the story she heard about the Special Victims Unit's first ADA, Alex Cabot. She was shot by a man who was driving by just because she sent their friend to jail. They never found out who shot her but thankfully she was okay. She now was in the Witness Protection Program, living under a different name.
What if Cassidy hired somebody to kill her? What if there was a bomb in her car, ready to explode once she opened the door? She didn't want to change her identity. She didn't want to be somebody else. All she could do was stare at her car. She could leave it here but she didn't want to.
An officer across the street noticed her and came over to figure out what was wrong.
"Can I help you ma'am?" asked the officer, who was wet from the rain.
Casey looked up.
"Um no," said Casey, as she went to go grab her keys out of her pocket. "I just thought I might have left something at my friend's apartment." She turned to Olivia's apartment building. "She lives on the third floor."
"Alright," said the officer. "Sorry to bother you."
Casey unlocked her car and the officer watched her. She slowly brought her hand to the handle of the door. She felt her heart beating and she tried to tell herself to stop being paranoid. She pulled the handle and opened the door.
Nothing happened.
"Have a nice day," said the officer.
"You too," said Casey as she sat herself in the driver's seat. She then shut the door, put on her seatbelt and drove off.
Abe's Auto Shop
4:30 pm
"So tell us again, when did you sell this car?" asked Munch.
"About two days ago," answered Mr. Henry Healy.
Munch and Fin were standing at a front desk with the assistant manager of Abe's Auto Shop. Mr. Henry Healy was in his late forties, early fifties. He was beginning to bald and he had a few gray hairs. He wore glasses and all the words he spoke seemed to be rushed out of his mouth.
"Do you happen to remember what the man looked like?" asked Munch.
"The guy who I sold it to?" asked Mr. Healy. "Yeah I do. He was young, probably thirty or so. He wore a nice suit and he was bald but he had a small stubble. He wore dark sunglasses. He was tall too. I have security cameras and they probably caught him on tape if you guys wanna see."
"That would be wonderful," said Munch.
Mr. Healy was beginning to lead Munch and Fin to a back room when he stopped himself.
"I'm not going to get in trouble because I sold a car to a criminal, am I?" he asked.
"As far as we know, Mr. Healy," said Munch. "He's not a criminal."
Mr. Healy lead them to a backroom. There were seven small tv screens set up on a desk, each showing the location of seven different security cameras. Next to the televisions was a computer. Mr. Healy walked over the computer. "The cameras are connected to the TVs which is connected to the computer. It saves the film as a file and puts it on the computer. My son's did this all for me. He's quite advanced with technology and computers and all that," said Mr. Healy.
"I'm impressed," lied Munch.
"Let me just pull up the file from two days ago," said Mr. Healy. He doubled clicked on a file and it loaded into some program that Munch nor Fin had ever heard of. "I believe he came around one o'clock." Mr. Healy fast forwarded the file to one o'clock. "Yup," said Mr. Healy, "He's right there." He pointed to the computer screen and Munch and Fin drew closer to the computer.
Unfortunately all they could see was the back of his head.
"Does he ever turn around?" asked Fin.
"I'm pretty sure," said Mr. Healy. Seconds from when Fin asked, 'Bryan Pierce' turned around and his face was completely seen. Even though he had on sunglasses his strong facial features were unmistakable.
Bryan Pierce was actually Christopher Kapler, Cassidy's lawyer.
The Residence of Christopher Kapler
67 Joseph Street
5:47 pm
Stabler, Munch, and Fin pulled up to Mr. Kapler's apartment building. The three detectives emerged from the car and shut the doors behind them. They walked up to the fron't door. It was locked.
Stabler walked over to the speaker box, on the side of the wall and pressed a small silver button that was next to 3D. He rung Mr. Kapler's doorbell to his apartment but nobody answered. The second time he pressed the silver button, a voice came through the box. It was Mr. Kapler's.
"Who's there?" he asked through the box.
"This is detective Stabler from SVU," said Stabler. "Me and my fellow detectives would like to ask you a few questions about Brian Cassidy's whereabouts."
"I don't know where he is," said Mr. Kapler. "Please leave me alone."
"Mr. Kapler," said Munch, stepping into the conversation. "We have you on tape, buying a car from Abe's Auto Shop. The same car Brian Cassidy got into before fleeing the courtroom. If you don't let us in now and explain yourself then we will eventually find another way into your apartment building."
There was a brief pause from Mr. Kapler. Then there was a click noise and the front door of the apartment building opened.
"Mr door's open," said Mr. Kapler as Stabler, Munch, and Fin entered the apartment building. The group walked up several flights of stairs before reaching Mr. Kapler's front door. Stabler opened the front door and the group walked into the apartment.
It was a wealthy apartment. It had nice furniture and it was pretty large. The only thing it was missing was Christopher Kapler.
"Mr. Kapler?" called Stabler a bit confused as he stood in the atrium of the apartment with Munch and Fin.
"Mr. Kapler?" called Stabler a second time and again there was no answer. The three detectives began to search the apartment. They spread out as they checked every room and closet in the apartment.
Not one of them found Mr. Kapler.
"He must have ran," said Munch.
"Well we didn't pass him on the way up to the apartment," said Fin. "He could still be in the building."
"No he probably isn't," said Munch. "I found a back door in the kitchen which lead to an emergency stairway. He probably went out that way."
Special Victims Unit
6:00 pm
"Ms. Novak is waiting for our capture of Mr. Cassidy," said Cragen. "We need to find him."
"So far nobody has seen him," said Stabler. "He's probably hiding in some hole."
"And you said Mr. Kapler fled his apartment building?" said Cragen.
"Yup," answered Munch. "We didn't even catch and glimpse of him."
Cragen let out a breath of annoyance as he crossed his arms.
"Well I'm going to call Casey and give her an update," said Cragen. He walked off and went into his office, shutting the door behind him.
"Have you called Olivia?" asked Fin to Stabler.
Stabler looked up at him. "No, why?"
"I don't know, thought you might want to talk to her," said Fin. "You did say you'd talk to her later, didn't you?"
"Yeah," said Stabler.
"Well might as well do it now," said Fin. "While you have the free time and all."
Stabler agreed with Fin and took out his cell phone. He dialed Olivia's number and then put the phone to his right ear. It rung three times before she picked up.
"Hello?" Her voice felt comforting and warm as it came through the receiver.
"Hey," said Stabler. "How are you?"
"Fine," said Olivia. "How's the case going?"
"Uh, not so good," said Stabler. He began to explain to Olivia about Mr. Kapler.
"Well good luck and be careful, Elliot," she said.
"I will," said Stabler. Just as he said this, Captain Cragen opened up his office door.
"Ms. Novak isn't answering her phone or her cell phone," said Cragen. "Are you on the phone with Olivia?"
"Yeah," said Stabler.
"Ask her if she's still over there."
"Olivia," said Stabler, "Is Casey still at your apartment?"
"No," answered Olivia, "She left a while ago."
"Did she say where she was going?" asked Stabler.
"She said she was going home," said Olivia.
"She's not answering her home phone or her cell phone," said Stabler.
"Oh my g..." Olivia's voice faded away and she didn't get her last word out. "Something's happened."
"I need to call you back," said Stabler. He hung up the phone. He turned to Cragen as he stood up and got his coat on. "Olivia said she headed home a while ago. She thinks something's wrong."
"You three head over to Casey's apartment," said Cragen. "Make sure everything is okay."
Casey's Apartment
A Hour And A Half Earlier
Casey opened the door to her apartment. It was a bit dark inside due to the dark clouds in the sky. The heavy rain pattered on her windows. She took off her jacket and realized it was a bit chilly. She turned on her living room light and she walked into the kitchen.
Casey made some hot chocolate and poured it into a cup. She sipped it and let it trickle down her throat. She kicked off her shoes and let them lay in the middle of the living room. After taking another sip of her tea, she put her cup down on a coffee table. She decided to take a shower.
She walked to her bathroom. Her bathroom was quite large and spacious. It had no windows so its source of light came from a large chandelier that dangled from the ceiling. Casey had bought the light herself. There were a few small light bulbs above the large mirror that took up almost half of the right wall. The other part of the right wall was taken up by a closet which had mostly towels in it. Across from the closet was the shower. Its doors were almost completely see through. Next to the shower was the toilet.
Casey walked over to the closet, which was slightly open. She was about to reach for a towel in the closet when her phone rang. She reached for the door handle but stopped herself. Whoever it was could leave a message. Casey ignored the constant ringing and began to undress. She tossed her clothes on the bathroom floor and turned on the shower head. She stood outside the shower and waited for the water to get warm.
After a couple of seconds of waiting, Casey stepped into the shower and slid the glass door shut. Her shower was long enough to fog up the glass of the shower and the very large mirror. When she was done, Casey turned off the water and went to go reach for a towel when she realized she hadn't grabbed one early. She stepped out of the shower. Water dripped from her body and hit the floor.
Casey walked over to the slightly open closet. She put her hand on the knob of the door and opened it. Her heart must have skipped at least two beats. Staring at her was Brian Cassidy. She stepped back in shock. He pushed the closet door open. That door was now blocking Casey's only exit. Cassidy approached her. Casey felt very uncomfortable and not to mention frightened. Chills went up her spine as she realized he had been watching her shower.
"Brian," she said, "Please..."
"What Casey?" he asked. "Are you scared?"
Casey continued to take her steps back as he approached her.
"Listen Brian," began Casey, "Please just--"
"Shut up!" he yelled. "You're taking me to court."
"Where did you here that?" asked Casey.
"I thought you loved me Casey," said Cassidy. Casey didn't respond. "Do you love me Casey?" he asked a second time, beginning to become hot tempered. Again she didn't answer as she continued to take small steps backward. "DO YOU LOVE ME?" he screamed. Casey jumped back in fear. Her bare back hit the wall. There was nowhere she could go. He cornered her. Cassidy began coming closer to her. Her heart pounded and she could feel its beats all through her body. Her breathing became heavier and she felt her legs shaking. Cassidy reached her. He put his hands on her hips and he leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"I still love you Casey," he said. "But I wish I didn't have to do this."
He moved his head away from her ear and with one quick movement, Casey grabbed her hair dryer, which was laying next to her on her counter, and hit Cassidy right in the temple. The pain from the blow was felt all through his cranium as he began to fall. While falling, his head collided with the toilet seat, giving Casey more time to run out of the bathroom.
Casey reached the door and opened it. She ran out into the hallway and shut the door behind her. At this moment she had two choices. She could run to the nearest phone and call the police. But if she didn't reach the phone in time or didn't get her emergency through to the police before Cassidy came out she'd be a goner. Her second choice was to run into her bedroom and lock the door. But there was no phone in her room. Her plan would be to escape through her window and go down the fire escape and find the nearest help whether it would be a person or a phone. But also, she didn't want to run outside naked. She would have to grab her robe from the closet or some sort of clothing. Her second choice would take too much time.
Back in the bathroom, Cassidy lay on the ground holding his head. It was bleeding from two spots. He felt dizzy and light headed but he had to get Casey. His right hand let go of his head and he reached for the toilet to pull himself up. After stumbling for a brief moment, and then he was back on his two feet. Still holding his head with his left hand, he walked the length of the bathroom to the door and he pulled it open. He stepped into the hall.
Cassidy turned his head down the hall to the living room. From there he could see the door out of the apartment, the back of a couch and a small end table with a phone on it. He then turned his head down the other side of the hall. Down this side was a door to a small closet and a door to Casey's bedroom. The door was shut. Cassidy walked to the bedroom door and grabbed the knob. He turned the knob and pushed open the door.
Inside the bedroom, the window was open and the curtains were blowing in the wind. He walked up to the window and looked down the fire escape. She was no where in sight. He checked up the fire escape and again he couldn't see her. He took his head back inside the bedroom and turned around. Cassidy walked over to Casey's closet and swung the door open. He pushed the hanging clothes aside but Casey wasn't in the closet.
Cassidy left the bedroom and checked in the closet in the hallway. She wasn't inside. He left the door open and began to walk down the hall to the living room. He feared that she already left the apartment and he wondered if he should go. As he was walking down he quickly realized that the phone was now off the hook and was dangling. She had called 911.
Cassidy ran to the phone but was stopped. Hiding around the corner was Casey with a wooden bat. She hit him right in the face and he fell backward onto the floor.
I guess all those batting cage visits payed off, she thought.
While Cassidy was still in the bathroom, Casey had finally decided her plan. She ran down the hall, grabbed her very large coat, which reached down to her knees, and put that on. She then grabbed her bat, which she kept in the corner of her living room with her other baseball gear. She waited against the wall that met up with one side of the hallway wall. Casey had heard Cassidy open the door to the bathroom and she had heard his heavy breathing. She couldn't plan what was going to happen next. She knew Cassidy was either going to check in her bedroom first or check in the living room and the kitchen first. But he had went to her bedroom first, which was what she was hoping. When he went into her room, she quickly grabbed the phone and dialed 911. As the woman on the other end picked up and began to say, "Please state your name and..." Casey interrupted her and said as hushed as possible, "There is a murderer in my house and he's trying to kill me, I live on 12 Freedom Street. My apartment number is..." At this point Cassidy had opened back up her bedroom door. She dropped the phone and went back up against the wall. Casey had heard his footsteps and once she caught sight of him she hit him.
After hitting him, Casey quickly began to take a step toward the door but Cassidy was already getting up and he managed to grab her foot. Casey fell on the ground painfully. She looked back at Cassidy who was on his knees and getting up. She just managed to lift her foot and kick his groin. He recoiled and fell back down. Casey grabbed the phone which was dangling in front of her. The woman was still on the other line calling into the receiver. Casey opened her mouth to call into it but she was too late.
Cassidy managed to get on top of her, despite his pain. He pinned her on the ground and snatched the phone from her hands. Cassidy brought the phone up to his mouth.
"I'm sorry sir," he said, "That was my daughter playing some foolish prank." Casey began to struggle harder but she couldn't do anything. Her arms were pinned by his knees and his free hand covered her mouth. All she could do was kick the floorboards. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience." He hung up the phone and realized that the person on the other end probably wasn't going to believe him.
At this moment. Casey bit his hand. He pulled his hand back as it began to bleed. Casey elbowed him in the stomach and he fell back. She got up off her feet and again tried to run for the door. This time, Cassidy grabbed the bat she dropped and threw it at her. She wasn't the only one with good aim. The bat hit her squarely in the back and she fell over. Cassidy got up and ran towards her. She was struggling to get up. Cassidy kicked her over, onto her back. He got on top of her and sent his right fist at her head.
Casey was knocked out cold.
What Cassidy had to do next, he had to do quick. He ran into the kitchen and searched every drawer. By the seventh draw he found duct tape. He took the tape and went back into the living room. Cassidy first taped her feet. He then taped her hands and mouth. As he was finishing her mouth the phone rang.
He paused briefly and let the phone ring. After ringing about ten times the answering machine picked up. A man's voice sounded on the machine.
"Hello this is Officer Raymond. We got an emergency call from your house and we're just calling to make sure everything is okay." At this point, Cassidy picked up the telephone.
"Hello," he said.
"Hello," said the Officer. "My name is Officer Raymond. I'm calling to make sure everything is alright."
"Yeah everything is fine. My daughter she was prank calling again. I'm very sorry."
"Are you sure you're okay sir?" asked the Officer. "You sound out of breath."
"No, no," assured Cassidy. "I'm fine."
"Would you mind if an officer came by?" the cop asked.
"I really don't think it's necessary," said Cassidy. "It's really just going to be a waste of your time."
"Well I'll just send a rookie cop down to your apartment building," said Officer Raymond. "He's not on duty really. Now could you tell me your apartment number?"
"5D," lied Cassidy. Casey's apartment number was 2A.
"Alright. Some one will be there soon."
"Okay, thank you," said Cassidy. He hung up.
Cassidy rushed back into the kitchen. He grabbed a trash bag and went back to Casey. He shoved her body into the bag, tied it and threw it over his shoulder. He grabbed his hat and sunglasses, which were in the closet. He returned to the living room, threw the bag over his shoulder and walked out of the apartment and made sure her door was locked.
Cassidy managed to get out of the apartment without anybody really noticing him. He exited through the front door and went down an alley way. Down this alley was where his car was with a new license plate on it. He put the trash bag in the back seat and then went to the driver's seat. He stuck the keys into the ignition and drove off.
7 Minutes Later
Officer Gary Hutchinson was new to his squad room. For this first month all he did was sit in the precinct and do paper work. When Officer Raymond came in, telling him he needed him, he got excited. Maybe he'd actually do field work. But all Officer Raymond wanted him to do was check at an apartment to make sure everything was okay at a family's home.
Officer Hutchinson was now walking up to apartment 5D. He dragged himself up another flight of stairs and he turned the corner and walked down the hall. It was a nice and wealthy apartment building. Unlike most apartment buildings in this side of Manhattan, this apartment was kept clean and tidy.
Officer Hutchinson brought himself to apartment 5D. He knocked on the door and waited. It wasn't long until a chubby fat man came to the door. He was tall but not taller than Officer Hutchinson. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a couple visible stains and a pair of jeans.. His appearance didn't seem to fit the cleanliness of the apartment building.
"May I help you officer?" he asked confused.
"We got an emergency call from this apartment," explained Mr. Hutchinson. "I was told it was a prank call but we can never be too sure so I came by just to check."
"I'm sorry officer, it must have been my daughter. She has a couple of friends over and I caught them, prank calling once. Hold on a minute." The man turned his head and yelled into the apartment, "Christy!"
A voice from inside the apartment responded, "What Dad?"
"Come out here!"
A young girl, no older than the age of fifteen emerged from and room in the apartment. She approached her father and asked again, "What?"
"Were you prank calling again?" the father asked.
"No I--"
Her father interrupted her. "Don't lie Christy."
"Dad I'm not--"
"Christy! This officer got a call from this house."
"But I didn't--"
"Apologize to this officer."
"Dad!"
"Apologize!"
Christy turned to Officer Hutchinson. "Sorry I pranked called you. I won't do it again."
"Good," said the father. "Now go back to your room."
Christy walked away and her father turned back to Officer Hutchinson.
"I'm sorry officer," he said. "I won't let it happen again."
"Alright," said the officer. "Have a good day."
The man shut the door to his apartment and Officer Hutchinson began walking back down the hallway. After about five steps he stopped himself. He could of sworn that Officer Raymond had said something about the father apologizing over the phone about the call. Wouldn't that mean that the father already knew about the prank call. The man back at apartment 5D seemed to have no clue about his daughter's prank.
But yet again, last time Officer Hutchinson got a job like this, he screwed up. He misunderstood Officer Raymond and it caused a big mess of confusion. Officer Hutchinson knew he had a bad memory. He didn't want to screw up another job or he'd continue doing paperwork for the rest of his career.
He pushed it aside and continued to make his way back to his car.
Casey's Apartment
6:15 pm
After knocking several times, Stabler kicked open Casey's front door. Right after Stabler took his first step inward he could see the mess in her apartment. Drawers in the kitchen were left open. There was blood on the floor.
"CASEY!" Stabler called. There was no answer.
Stabler quickly went looking in every room of the house. Fin and Munch went over to some blood marks.
Stabler furiously rampaged through the house and had no luck finding Casey.
"That son of a bitch..."
Cassidy's Apartment
6:15 pm
Olivia knew something was wrong. Something has happened to Casey. She knew that Cragen would send detectives over to Casey's apartment and she knew they wouldn't find her. Cassidy had outsmarted all of them.
Olivia now was outside Cassidy's apartment with her gun. She had stopped herself from busting down the door. She wondered if this was the right thing to do. Maybe she should call for back up. Detectives from the unit would be here any minute now. But by then, it might be too late.
Sweat dripped down her forehead. She couldn't do this alone.
From her pocket, Olivia took out her cell phone. She dialed Stabler's number and then held the phone to her ear. She waited as it rang.
To Olivia's surprise there was no answer and she became worried. What she didn't know was, being in a rush, Stabler had left his cell phone in the precinct and it now lay right on his desk, next to a picture of his kids.
She didn't leave a message and she quickly called Munch.
After two rings, somebody picked up.
"This is Munch," was the words that came through the phone.
"Munch, it's Olivia," she said.
"Olivia...what's wrong you sound..."
"I'm at Cassidy's apartment. There's no need to worry, I'm fine, I just...can't go in there...alone."
"Olivia, you're suppose to be home," said Munch, "It's not safe for you to be--"
"Munch, I'm fine. Get over to Cassidy's apartment now."
She hung up.
In a matter of minutes, Stabler, Fin, and Munch were at the door to Cassidy's apartment, which was already open.
"She already went in," said Fin.
The three took out their guns, and charged into the apartment.
"Olivia!" called Stabler.
"I'm in here," a voice called back.
Stabler, Fin, and Munch quickly ran to where the voice was coming from. As they entered a living room of some sort, they stopped short in shock.
The room was dark, with a large window overlooking the city. There were a few sitting chairs and couches. Near the large window stood Olivia, in danger. Christopher Kapler was holding her hostage. His left arm was around Olivia's neck and in his right hand was a gun, which was held to Olivia's temple.
"Put your weapons down," he commanded. Stabler, Fin and Munch all had their guns loaded and pointed at Mr. Kapler. Stabler, Fin and Munch didn't make a move. "Put your weapons down or I'll shoot her."
Munch and Fin lowered their weapons and placed them on the ground. Stabler didn't.
"I'm only going to say it on more time," said Mr. Kapler, "Drop your gun or I'll shoot her right in the head."
Stabler looked into Olivia's eyes. She looked so helpless and Staler felt it was his job to protect her. But there was nothing he could do. He lowered his gun, hesitantly, and placed it on the ground.
"Kick them into that corner," Mr. Kapler nodded his head to his left.
The three of them did as he ordered.
"Good," he said. And with one quick movement he pointed the gun at Munch and pulled the trigger. Munch fell to the ground in pain. Mr. Kapler brought the gun, quickly back to Olivia's head. Fin went over to help Munch but Mr. Kapler pointed the gun at him and Fin stopped in his movements.
"You stay right there, Detective Tutuola," Mr Kapler commanded.
Munch, for the moment was not dead, but he was bleeding from his shoulder. He moaned as he placed his hand over his left shoulder, trying to stop the bleeding.
"You son of a--" began Stabler.
"Shut up!" interjected Mr. Kapler. "Shut up!" He raised his gun towards Stabler now. Stabler didn't move. His eyes were fixed on the gun which seemed to be pointed right at his heart.
"Now," began Mr. Kapler. "You two need to make a decision. You can either, one, let me leave with the lovely Ms. Benson and you can stay here and help your very unfortunate friend, or you can, two, try and stop me, unarmed and leave your friend, Mr. Munch, bleeding to death on the floor. What's it going to be."
Stabler looked at Olivia and then at Munch at the floor. Stabler turned back to Mr. Kapler.
"We'll let you go," said Stabler.
"Good," said Mr. Kapler. "Now get up against that wall, with your backs facing me."
"How do we know you won't shoot us," said Fin.
"I have more important things to tend to, besides, Cassidy told me not to kill all of you. Just one if it was completely necessary." He turned to Munch on the floor. "Besides, you have no other choice. You can either get up against the wall or I can shoot your friend another time."
Stabler and Fin slowly walked over to the wall, realizing they didn't have any other choice, and turned their backs towards Mr. Kapler.
Stabler couldn't see what was going on behind him. When he heard the door of the room slam, he and Fin turned around and saw that Mr. Kapler and Olivia were gone. The two quickly went to go tend to Munch. As Fin tried to stop the bleeding, Stabler went to go reach for his cell phone. It wasn't there.
"Fin, give me your cell phone," he ordered.
Fin, trying not to get blood on his phone, grabbed it from his pocket and tossed it to Stabler. Stabler quickly dialed 911 and told the woman on the other end who he was and what his emergency was. After he finished he hung up the phone and went to the door. He grabbed the knob to only find it was locked.
"Damn it!" he yelled.
Stabler rammed his shoulder against the door with a strong force. It didn't bust open. Stabler tried a second time but failed. The third time he collided with the door, it flung open. He turned to Fin.
"Hurry and go get her," commanded Fin.
Stabler nodded and ran out of the apartment, down the stairs and out onto the street. He tried to look through the small crowd for Mr. Kapler but he seemed to be nowhere in sight. He quickly went to the doorman.
"Did you see a man and a woman come out of the building? The man, he's bald, quite tall and broad."
"Yes, just a few seconds ago," said the obese doorman. "They were holding hands."
"Did you see which was they went?" asked Stabler.
"Yes, across the street, down that alley." The doorman pointed with his pudgy finger. Stabler followed to where he was pointing. Right across the street was an alley. He ran from the stoop of the apartment, through the crowd on the sidewalk and across the street, barely looking to make sure it was safe to cross. Stabler reached the alley and ran down it. He could hear sirens from cop cars, which were probably heading towards Cassidy's apartment.
Stabler continued down the alley, which lead to a complex set of more alleys. It seemed like a large intricate maze and Stabler became undecided to which way he should go. In frustration, he kicked over a trash and yelled in anguish.
They had gotten away.
Special Victims Unit
7:00 pm
"I sent a missing persons report for both Olivia and Casey," said Fin as he crossed over to his desk.
"Alright," said Captain Cragen who seemed to have calmed down a bit after he had heard the news about Casey and Olivia. Munch was rushed to the hospital but the Precinct was assured that he'd be okay. He just would have to take a great deal of time off.
"What should we do now Cap?" asked Fin.
Cragen looked at Fin and was at a loss for words. "I don't know...I guess we wait."
With this Stabler got up in anger, pushing his chair so it slid back and hit a file cabinet. He stomped out of the precinct.
"Should I follow him?" asked Fin.
Cragen watched Stabler and paused briefly. "No," he answered, "let him go."
Stabler sat in his car with quiet music playing. He wasn't sure of the title of the song but it was a peaceful song. The beauty of the song didn't seem to calm him though. He was still angry.
He blamed everything on himself. It was his fault that Casey and Olivia were now in danger. It was his fault that they were missing. He had let everyone down and he had let Cassidy get away.
Stabler punched his fist into the steering wheel. The car honked. Stabler slowly placed his head on the steering wheel and couldn't stop a tear from dripping down his face. Olivia was gone. One of the few people he cared about were gone and could very well be dead.
He lifted his head from the steering wheel and drove off.
Location Unknown
7:00 pm
Olivia slowly lifted her head in pain. She had been knocked out once she was taken deep into the alley by Mr. Kapler. She now found herself in a empty room. After gaining more conciseness she realized she was tied up to a chair. It was a small chair. Her arms were tied behind her back. A rope was wrapped around her stomach and the seat of the chair. Each of her legs were tied to the two front legs of the chair.
Then she noticed in front of her was a window. On the other side of the window, Casey was facing her, tied in a chair as well. She was looking straight at her but Olivia quickly realized she couldn't see her. She had a cut on her lip but it seemed as though the bleeding had stop. Some spots on her hair was stained with blood. Her hair was a mess and her head was tilted to the side.
"Casey!" Olivia called.
"She can't hear you," said a voice. Cassidy move in front of Olivia. "She can't hear you one bit."
"Cassidy...why are you doing this?" asked Olivia.
Cassidy laughed. "Why am I doing this?" He moved closer to Olivia and grabbed her face with his hands. "You want to know why I'm doing this! I'm doing this because of what you did to me!" Cassidy slapped Olivia across the face. Her cheek burned. "You Olivia, betrayed me. I thought you loved me!"
"Cassidy..."
"Don't go and make excuses you bitch! You lead me on good Olivia, I got to hand it to you."
"If this has to do with me then why do you have to bring Casey into it?"
"Because she's hurt me just as much. Olivia this isn't your interrogation room. Don't question me. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go have a little chat with Casey."
Cassidy walked out of the room and shut the door. Within seconds he was in the room with Casey. She looked at him in fear as he approached. He grinned at her.
"Hello Casey," said Cassidy. Olivia could hear the whole conversation.
"What do you want Brian?" asked Casey trying to sound brave.
Cassidy shrugged his shoulders. He stood in front of her and stared at her. Olivia could only see his back.
"You are very beautiful Casey," commended Cassidy. "You know, if we had children..."
"I'd never have children with you, you disgusting pig," said Casey, just managing to get her last word out as Cassidy slapped her across the face, the same way he did to Olivia. He then grabbed her face, just like he had done with Olivia, as well, and he looked at her straight in the eyes.
"You always possessed a challenge for me," said Cassidy. "That's what I like about you." With his thumb he wiped off the blood that was on her lip. He then pushed Casey's face to his and he kissed her. A few seconds into the kiss Cassidy jumped back and screamed. His lip was bleeding. He wiped the blood from his mouth and then looked at it on his hand. She had bit him.
"Fine," said Cassidy, "If that's the way you want it."
Cassidy began to undress. First he took of his shirt. He then dropped his pants and removed his undergarments. He then began raping Casey right in front of Olivia.
Olivia began to cry in horror. Casey began screaming and crying. Olivia in a violent rage of tears began attempting to get herself untied from the chair. She shook she chair and pulled at the roped and tried any maneuver she could think of but nothing worked. She began shaking the chair so hard that it knocked over, sending Olivia to the ground.
She couldn't see what was going on. All she heard were Casey's cries and screams as she begged Cassidy to stop. Olivia began to cry harder and she couldn't decide if not seeing it was better than seeing it. Olivia couldn't stand the fact that her own friend was being raped just in the other room and she couldn't do anything about it.
Across the Street from Cassidy's Apartment
7:30 pm
Stabler sat in his car staring at the alley way where Olivia was last seen with Mr. Kapler. He tried so hard to think of some sort of strategy to get to where Olivia might be but there was nothing he could come up with. He had never felt this helpless before.
He looked down the sidewalk as a few people passed by. He should have stayed with Olivia and kept her safe. He rarely did this but he began praying to God. He had lost all hope and had no where or anybody to turn to now. He was all alone
He begged God to help him find Olivia and to let her and Casey be okay. He'd give anything for them.
When he was done he turned back to the dark deserted alley way. Stabler believed that Olivia was still okay. He just hoped she'd be okay for a longer period of time. Just enough time for him to find her.
A man began walking down the sidewalk. He wore a cap and dark sunglasses.
Sunglasses at this hour? Thought Stabler.
As the man continued to approach, it began apparent that this man was Mr. Kapler. It was as if God had actually answered his prayer. Stabler restrained himself from jumping out of the car and beating him to death for one reason only: he was going to take Stabler to Cassidy.
As Mr. Kapler entered the alleyway Stabler got out of his car as quietly as possible. He went into the alleyway. It was dark and hard for Stabler to see Mr. Kapler but he tried his hardest to keep up with him. At the moment, Mr. Kapler didn't notice him.
Mr. Kapler took twists and turns through the alleyway. After about a minute Mr. Kapler briefly looked behind him and saw Stabler. At first Mr. Kapler acted as if he didn't know him. He just began to walk faster. Stabler kept up with him and began walking just as fast. Then Mr. Kapler began jogging and then he ran. Stabler ran as fast as he could and followed Mr. Kapler.
The advantage Mr. Kapler had was that he knew where he was going and Stabler did not. He took different alley passages, he turned every which way possible. Stabler wasn't concerned about where he was going he was just concerned about keeping up with Mr. Kapler.
Then all of a sudden, Mr. Kapler took a sharp left down another alleyway. Stabler just managed to turn and get into the alleyway to find that Mr. Kapler was gone. Stabler looked around and he spun in circles looking for him but he was no where in sight. Where did he go? It was like he had disappeared.
Then all of a sudden Stabler felt a blow to his upper back. Stabler fell onto the ground and then looked up at Mr. Kapler who had some sort of bar in his hand. Mr. Kapler began approaching and when he reached Stabler, he raised the bar and was about to bring it down upon Stabler. Stabler brought his legs up and kicked Mr. Kapler in the kneecaps.
Mr. Kapler faltered, giving Stabler enough time to get up. Right as Stabler got up, Mr. Kapler took another swing at him, with the bar, using it like a baseball bat. Stabler leaped out of the way. But Mr. Kapler took another swing with the bar and it just missed Stabler by inches. Mr. Kapler swung the bar back the other way and missed a third time. He had put so much power into this last swing that when he missed, it gave Stabler enough time to send his fist at his jaw. Mr. Kapler staggered backward and Stabler took another punch at his face. This caused Mr. Kapler to drop his weapon. Stabler then threw his fist at Mr. Kapler again but this time Mr. Kapler grabbed Stabler's fist. With his hand, Mr. Kapler squeezed Stabler's fist and Stabler felt as though his bones were going to be broken. Mr. Kapler, with his other hand, sent a blow to Stabler's stomach. He did this about four other times before Stabler managed to strike him on the face with his fist. This cause Mr. Kapler to lose his grasp on Stabler's hand. Stabler then picked up the bar on the ground and swung at Mr. Kapler's rib area. It seemed to have hurt him but it didn't have a lot of effect. Stabler took another swing but missed. His body almost did a 180 turn, leaving his back practically open for Mr. Kapler. Mr. Kapler sent his fist to the back of Stabler's head. Stabler fell onto the ground. He had let go of the bar and was now holding the back of his head. He felt dizzy and he couldn't see straight. He tried to sit up and managed to get on his knees when he felt a pain in his neck. Mr. Kapler had grabbed the bar and was now choking Stabler with it. Stabler tried to move but Mr. Kapler pushed the bar deeper against his throat. Stabler began to lose hope. His vision blurred and he could feel his face heating up. Then he found a bottle on the ground near a trash can. Stabler grabbed the empty bottle and swung it at the head of Mr. Kapler. The bar was let go of and Stabler felt oxygen rush into his lungs. Mr. Kapler was on the floor and he was about to get up when Stabler pushed his head back down on the concrete with his foot. Stabler then kicked him over, so Mr. Kapler could see him. Stabler put his foot to Mr. Kapler's throat and took out his gun. He pointed it right at Mr. Kapler's head.
"Don't move or I'll shoot," warned Stabler.
"You won't shoot me," said Mr. Kapler. "Then you'd never find Olivia or Casey."
Stabler dug his heel deeper.
"Trust me, I'll shoot," said Stabler.
"Go ahead," Mr. Kapler managed to spit out.
Stabler fired the gun but missed purposely. The bullet hit the ground right next to Mr. Kapler's head.
"Next time, I won't miss," Stabler said.
"Okay, okay," said Kapler. "What do you want?"
"Take me to Cassidy," commanded Stabler. "And I'll let you go."
"You'll let me go?" asked Kapler.
"Yeah, if you don't try and pull anything dumb," said Stabler.
"Let me get up," said Mr. Kapler. Stabler removed his heel from his throat and backed away, keeping his gun pointed at Mr. Kapler as he got up. "Follow me."
Stabler shadowed Mr. Kapler as he began walking. Stabler kept his gun pointed and tried to remember every turn taken. Eventually Mr. Kapler brought Stabler to a stoop in the alleyway. The door was painted a mahogany. The building's windows were shut up with pieces of wood.
"He's in there," said Mr. Kapler. "In the basement with Olivia and Casey. The front door's unlocked."
"How do I know you're not tricking me?" asked Stabler as he turned to Mr. Kapler.
"If I wanted to double cross you Mr. Stabler, I would have tried to knock you out already," answered Mr. Kapler.
"Are you lying?" asked Stabler.
"No," answered Kapler.
"Good," said Stabler, and he took the handle of the gun and hit Mr. Kapler in the forehead, knocking him unconscious. Stabler then brought him into a corner where a trash can was. He covered Mr. Kapler with a blanket he found to make it look like he was a homeless man.
Stabler then walked up to the door. He opened slowly and quietly and walked in. The floor was made out of wood. It was dusty and cobwebs were in every other corner of the house. Right as he walked in there were two sets of stairs, one leading upstairs, the other leading downstairs. There was a dim light downstairs, giving Stabler vision as he walked down cautiously.
When he reached the basement he was standing in front of two doors. Olivia had to be in one of them. Stabler went over to the door on his right and put his ear to it. He heard nothing. He opened the door slightly and looked in.
There she was, sitting in a chair tied up. She looked up as the door opened and stared at Stabler as though he was a ghost.
"Elliot..." whispered.
Elliot ran over to her. "Liv, are you okay?" He embraced her in his arms.
"I'm fine," she said.
"What did he do to you?" asked Stabler releasing his hug and looking at her.
"Nothing," said Olivia. "He did something to Casey." Olivia looked in front of her and Stabler followed her eyes to a window. On the other side of the window, Casey was sitting in a chair, tears rolling down her face. She was looking towards the floor as her tears fell.
"Oh my god," said Elliot. Elliot began untying Olivia's feet. "That little son of a bitch."
Elliot pulled at the tangled ropes at her feet.
"Elliot watch out!" yelled Olivia but before Elliot could do anything he was knocked over onto the floor. Elliot stared upward and saw Cassidy's figure standing over him.
"So we meet again Elliot," said Cassidy. "Come to be the hero I presume?" Cassidy laughed. "You always thought you could handle things on your own." Stabler struggled to pull himself up but Cassidy kicked him in the ribs, bringing Elliot back onto the floor.
"So Elliot Stabler," continued Cassidy. "Did you really think you were going to save Olivia? Where did you think I'd be? Wait no I have a better question. How did you get here?"
Stabler didn't answer as he held his ribs in pain.
"Well that doesn't matter. You made a big mistake coming here alone."
Stabler took out his gun and pointed it at Cassidy who merely kicked it out of Stabler's hand. It went sliding across the room into a far corner.
"Oh just give up Elliot," said Cassidy. "It's over and I won. Nobody is going to stop me."
Cassidy took another kick at Stabler's ribs. Stabler yelled in pain and turned over onto his back, clutching his ribs.
"Take a good look at her Elliot," said Cassidy as he crouched down next to Elliot's head. "Take a good look at your partner." Stabler couldn't look up. Cassidy grabbed his head and lifted it so he was staring at Olivia. "Look at her Elliot. Remember that face because besides mine, it'll be the last face you see."
"Stop!" yelled Olivia as she began to cry. Cassidy looked at her and then walked over to her. He got close to her face.
"What's the matter?" he said, wiping a tear strolling down her face. "Are you scared?"
Olivia looked at him straight in the eyes. "No," she answered and she then sent her foot at his groin with all the force she had. Cassidy fell over in pain, holding where she had kicked him. Although Elliot didn't completely untie her feet, he had loosened the rope enough so that she could remove her feet.
"Get up Elliot!" yelled Olivia but he was already ahead of her. He had gotten up and was running over to get the gun. He got to the corner, picked it up.
"He's behind you!" warned Olivia.
Stabler spun around with the gun pointed. Cassidy stood about a foot away and right when Elliot turned around Cassidy punched him in the face and knocked the gun out of his hand. Cassidy then grabbed the back of Elliot's head and began to send his head towards the wall. Stabler had put his hands up against the wall before his face collided with the it, and then brought his foot up and kicked Cassidy in the abdomen. Cassidy stepped backward and Stabler turned around. Right away Stabler through a right hook at Cassidy but Cassidy dodged his fist. Cassidy now took his turn and through a punch at Stabler's face. It hit him right in the jaw causing Stabler to bend over. Cassidy came closer to the hunched over Stabler and kneed him in the stomach. Stabler held his stomach and staggered backward. Before he could do anything, Cassidy sent his fist at Stabler's face again. Blood came out of Stabler's mouth and he fell to the floor. Stabler now was on his hands and knees, bleeding from his mouth. Cassidy lifted up Elliot by the shirt. He grabbed hold of Elliot's belt and with all his might he threw him through the window into Casey's room. As Stabler shattered the glass and fell into the room Casey was in, she screamed in shock. Cassidy came through the window and picked up a piece of the shattered window and let Stabler slowly get on his feet.
"He has a piece of the window, Elliot," said Casey. Elliot looked and saw a sharp object, clutched in Cassidy's hand.
"I'll enjoy slitting your throat," he said. Cassidy came at Stabler with the piece of the window and he swung with it. Stabler jumped back dodging the blade. Cassidy took another swing and this time, it cut Stabler's arm deeply and he began to bleed. Cassidy stopped and looked satisfied and before he knew it Stabler swung his fist and hit Cassidy in the jaw. Now he began to bleed. Before Cassidy could do anything else, Stabler took another blow to Cassidy's head and Cassidy fell over. Stabler quickly brought him up and slammed his head into the wall. Cassidy fell back on the floor, clutching his bleeding nose. Stabler noticed he had dropped the piece of glass.
Stabler kicked him over so that his chest was on the floor. Just as Stabler got down Cassidy elbowed him in the face. Stabler fell back but quickly got up just as Cassidy did. Cassidy took another punch at Stabler but Stabler jumped back. Although he dodge the punch, he fell back through the window into the room Olivia was in . He quickly scrambled up to find Cassidy was already in the room with him. Cassidy took another swing at Stabler with his fist but missed. Stabler grabbed the arm he sung with and then wrapped his other hand around Cassidy's neck. He back Cassidy up into the wall, causing Cassidy's head to collide painfully with it. But Cassidy thought quickly, and used his free arm to hit Stabler. Stabler released his choke and was kicked away. Cassidy kicked Stabler again, and Stabler fell to the floor. This time he didn't move or attempt to get up.
"Had enough already?" asked Cassidy somewhat breathlessly. "That's too bad." He wiped blood from his face. "I was just getting started."
As he finished his line and was walking over to Elliot, Olivia yelled.
"Elliot!"
Elliot turned and looked at Olivia. She had managed to move herself, during the fight, near the gun. She kicked over the gun to Elliot. Cassidy couldn't believe his eyes. The gun slid over to Elliot and Elliot grabbed it with his hand. He flipped over on his back, took the gun in his two hands and aimed at Cassidy. He shot the gun three times. The first shot, hit his left shoulder. The second shot hit right shoulder and the third hit just a little left of his heart.
Cassidy fell to the floor and began to bleed. Quickly Stabler got up and saw that Cassidy was dead.
At first he couldn't believe he was dead. He just stared at his body. He then came back to his senses and went over to Casey's room to grab a large sharp piece of the window. He picked up and piece and cut Casey's roped. After he untied her completely he went back through the window and uncut Olivia's ropes.
Right after he finished untying her, she jumped into his arms and embraced him as she began to cry.
"I didn't think you'd come..." she whispered.
Elliot wrapped his arms around her. "I couldn't bare to lose the only person I have left in this world."
She looked up at him and he looked at her. They two leaned in and their lips touch one another's. It was a warm, tender kiss, that heated their bodies. And it was the best kiss the two had felt in their whole lives.
Wednesday, April 21st, 2005
12:17 am
Olivia Benson stared at the dark road ahead, her heart filled with happiness. The street wasn't very crowded and it was a quiet night.. She turned to her right and stared at the man that made her night so special. He was neatly dressed in an expensive suit. His face was clean shaven. He looked like the most handsome man in all the world. How did I ever get a guy like this? Olivia asked herself His tight jaw sat under his broad grin, she knew he was happy too.
The man noticed her gaze in the corner of his eye. His eyes met hers. For a quick three seconds they stared at each other before Olivia turned back to the road. She continued down the street with her heart feeling as light as a feather.
He was her hero. The only man she could trust. She should have known all along that she loved him and she shouldn't have hid it inside her. She tried to deny it all those years but she should have known it would eventually come out.
"Want me to take you home?" she asked. She looked over at him briefly as he turned to her.
"Cragen gave us the day off," he said. "Let's make it worth it."
"But it's morning, Elliot, we go back to work today," said Olivia smiling. "Technically the day we were given off is over."
Elliot turned back to the road she was staring at. He let out a sigh. "Yeah I guess you're right."
The two sat in silence for a while and then it was broken by Olivia.
"I changed my mind," she said. She turned to Elliot and smiled. "Would you like to come back to my place?"
He turned to her and returned a warm smile.
"I'd love to," Elliot answered.
-The End-
Author's End Note
I would like to thank everyone who read my story and reviewed it, including "IndieKidsCantDance", "amelina", "littlesweetcupcake", "ARCHANGEMON", "rose lunae", "Miss Deeds", "BrittanyLS", "Lady Padfoot II", "tria246815", "viol8dbyalizzard", and "ObSeSsEdWiThSvU". I enjoy reading your feedback a lot. I would also like to thank anyone else who read my story and may read it after I post this End Note. I would also like to especially thank Miss Danvers for introducing me to Fan Fiction. I've really enjoyed writing this small story and I will continue to write here at this website.
I am a big fan of a couple of other televison shows such as Alias, Lost, and Prison Break so I plan on writing stories for those shows. If any of you watch those shows as well or just want to read a story make sure just to check once in while to see if I began one. I also might write a story for some movies such as X-Men, Kill Bill, James Bond, Pirates of the Caribbean, Saw, Underworld, Van Helsing, and Lord of the Rings, which comes under books rather than movies. I also really like the game Zelda as well and the comics "Sin City" and "Spider-Man". So I have a lot planned ahead of me that I'd like to accomplish.
I also plan to write another SVU story because I really enjoyed doing this one and the amazing characters Dick Wolf has created are easy to use to create a story plot. And again I'd like to thank you all for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Please, review the final chapter if you haven't yet and if you have any suggestions on what story you think I should write next, put it in your review or email me. Thank you all.
- E. Madden