Chapter Title: Filiberto and Luigi
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a/n: Thanks for all the reviews. Sorry it took me so long to update…I was on vacation.
Also, thank God for the Random Name Generator!
"What, I'm not good enough for you?" Filiberto asked, blocking Olivia from exiting the bedroom.
"N-n-no," Olivia said, focused on getting back to New York as soon as possible.
"Is this good enough for you?" he yelled, slapping her across the face. "Huh? Is that better?"
"Please," Olivia pleaded, "just let me go. I'm sorry. Please."
"You're not going anywhere, you bitch!" Filiberto growled. Once again, he slapped her across the face. He grabbed onto her arms and pulled her towards the bed. Olivia struggled against his strong grip, but he only tightened his grasp on her. "Is this better, you whore?"
"Please," she said, tears streaming down her face.
He threw Olivia against his headboard, her head making a loud bang as it came in contact with it. Filiberto picked her up again and threw her against the wall. Olivia cringed in pain as she slid down the wall to the floor. Once again, Filiberto picked her up, only this time, he threw her onto the bed. He climbed on top of her, still naked. He ripped off her clothes, and grabbed a knife from a drawer in his nightstand. Olivia blindly kicked her legs, but Filiberto managed to avoid her legs.
He began to cut her all over her body. She tried to scream, but Filiberto covered her mouth with his hand. Struggling to breath, Olivia began throwing wild punches at his face. He held the knife at her throat, ready to cut her carotid artery.
Keeping his knife in the same place, he went inside Olivia. She winced and cringed as he did this. He began cutting her on her stomach. Olivia was too weak to fight back at this point, and could only lie on the bed like a limp ragdoll.
"Is this better, bitch?" he yelled again. He picked Olivia up off the bed and began hitting her. Her consciousness began fading in and out. Soon, she was completely knocked out.
"You try to deny me, and this is what you get," he whispered to her unconscious body, slinging her over his shoulder.
He slowly opened the door of his apartment, checking to make sure that no one was looking, and walked out to his car. He threw Olivia in the trunk, but not before binding her hands and feet with duct tape, and sticking a pair of socks into her mouth to keep her from calling out for help in case she woke up.
Filiberto drove her to a house that appeared to be abandoned, and brought her inside.
"What have you brought me now, Filiberto?" asked a voice from the shadows.
"A cop bitch," he replied, holding out his arms to show the man, Luigi Lagonia, his "present."
"Very good," Luigi said, smiling, "I guess I'll just have to wait for her to wake up, though. You know I like them to squirm."
"I am sorry," Filiberto said, bowing his head apologetically. "She used to be NYPD; perhaps she could help us with our little 'project'?"
"Yes, perhaps," Luigi said, retreating back into the shadows. "Put her in the closet!"
"Yes, sir," Filiberto said. "I assume that I will be staying here for a few days."
"Of course," Luigi said, his voice distant. "But if she doesn't help, you know what we will have to do."
"Uh, Captain, can I talk to you for a moment?" Elliot Stabler asked, rising from his desk. It was a slow morning at SVU, and he was still waiting to be assigned a new partner, which was fine with him, of course.
"Yeah, sure, what do you need?" Cragen asked, guiding Elliot into his office.
"Any news about Olivia?" he asked, a touch of panic in his voice.
"As far as I know, she's not in Jersey," Cragen told him. "I was just about to call an old friend of mine, Lieutenant John Stillman, from Philly. I'll let you know if he's heard anything about her."
"Okay, thanks," Elliot said, a little calmer than before.
Cragen picked up the phone and dialed his old friend's number just as Elliot exited his office.
"Hey, John, this is Don. Call me back as soon as you can," he said, leaving a short message on his answering machine.
Oh God, Olivia, please be there, for Elliot's sake, and mine, he thought to himself.
TBC…
a/n: Sorry this chapter was so short. I'll try to update as soon as I can!
