Olivia and Elliot were in an interrogation room with all the victims' files spread out. This was their last desperate attempt to find something to connect the victims, except the fact that they were all successful women and live in New York. Olivia's beeper then went off. She looked to see who it was. It was Busiek paging her and reminding her that the therapy session was in an hour. She sighed. She was tired of this whole therapy thing.1

"Sorry El, I have to go to my therapy appointment," she said walking to the door.

"Do you need a ride?" Elliot said looking up from the papers.

"No, I'll be fine. Detail will follow me there and back. I want you to stay focused on this. If you come across anything I'll only be a few blocks away and the address is on my desk so if you need to come pick me up for some reason," she said looking back.

"You sure you don't want me to tag along," he asked one more time.

"Positive," she said a little annoyed.

"Have fun," he said sarcastically as she left the room.

Olivia got to her therapist office. She still thought it was weird how he worked out of his home, but she knew he was probably just trying to make ends meet. It was on the top floor and it was the only place up there. She knocked on the door hesitantly. She wasn't ready for today's appointment. She was tired of therapy. She knocked on the door and heard Busiek say, "Come in, its unlocked Detective."

Olivia walked in and saw no one. "Dr. Busiek, where are you?" She then took a seat.

"Here." he whispered from behind her. She then felt something sharp poke her in the arm as he put his arm around her neck. She struggled for her gun, but he was quick to stab her hand. She yelped in pain and saw the empty syringe that he stabbed her with. He then took the lamp next to her and hit her on the head with in. He then quickly grabbed her gun and radio away from her belt as he pushed her to the ground. He threw the gun and the radio off to the side.

Olivia's eyes grew wide. She started to crawl to the door almost unconscious from the blow to the head, but Busiek quickly went after her.

"Where do you think you're going detective," he said kicking her in the stomach. She yelled in agony and clutched her stomach. She could feel her arm starting to go numb from the incrystalline.

"Do you do this to all you patients," she asked in a mockingly.

"Yes it is Olivia and this encounter isn't going to end like last time's," he said kicking her again in the stomach. She gasped for air this time because the wind was knocked out of her. She could feel her whole body start to tingle in numbness. He then pushed her back to the floor and sat on her. She couldn't believe this was happening. She wished that she had Elliot drive her, in fact, she hoped that he would come crashing though the door. She knew it wasn't possible though. How could anyone know?

Busiek then was an inch away from her face. He held down her arms too make sure that he wouldn't be hurt. The incrystalline still need a minute to set in. He then sniffed up air so he could smell her. "Smell that detective? That's the smell of fear. You knight and shining armor isn't here to protect you now. You know that these kinds of jobs aren't meant for women." He then started to kiss her neck. She threw her head forward and head but him. He yelled and held his snarling face in his hand. She got away from his grasp, but not for long. Olivia tired to crawl towards the door but she could barely move.

"Olivia where are you going," he yelled as he crawled after her. He grabbed her ankle and twisted it. She screamed in pain and tears came down her eyes. He then pulled her by the ankle towards him. He then twisted her ankle again. Olivia couldn't open her mouth all the way this time and her scream was muffled. He then picked her up and took her to a room with a bed and threw her on top. She laid there not being able to move.

"Just give me a chance to freshen up Olivia and I'll be back," Busiek said kissing her neck.

Olivia laid on the bed in silence. Tears streamed down her face as she thought about how her worst nightmare was going to happen. Then she thought of Elliot. She never told him how she really felt. Hell, she never really told herself how she really felt about Elliot. Now she wished that she could just be at the bar talking to the boys after a case just ended. Laughing and joking with them was one of the best things in her life. She wished that she could see Elliot one more time.

Then there was a knock at the door and Elliot voice, "Dr. Nathan Busiek, it's Detective Elliot Stable, I need to talk to my partner." Olivia heart skipped a beat. He figured it out she thought. Busiek put his snarling face in front of Olivia's and said, "Looks like we have some company." Olivia's eyes grew wide with fear for Elliot.

Elliot was still looking at the files for a good half hour before he noticed something. The first three victims all had the same therapist and all of the first three victims started to go to this therapist for a week before their rape and murder. He then quickly looked at the three victims that just arose in the case. They all had the same therapist, but not the same therapist of the first three victims. "That son of a bitch changed his name during his disappearance act." Elliot then ran to Cragen's office and burst in though the door.

"Captain! What's the name of Olivia's therapist?" His fear could be read a mile away.

"Dr. Nathan Busiek. Why," Cragen asked quizzically.

"And she's been seeing him for a week, right?" Elliot's face turned white.

"Yes. Elliot, what's the matter?

"Olivia's in trouble," Elliot said quickly running to Olivia's desk to search for the address that she left for him. He was in a panic because he knocked over her cup of pencil's and her mini calendar that had thoughts for the day. Cragen came running after Elliot.

"What's going on Elliot? Where are you going?"

"To her therapist's," Elliot said running out the precinct with his coat. He jumped into his car and sped off towards the address Olivia gave him.

"Damn it," Elliot yelled at himself as he drove franticly, "she has to be ok!"

A million thoughts ran though his head. What if he was too late? What if he raped her? What if he killed her?

Elliot finally got to the apartment. He knocked on the door loudly and yelled. "Dr. Nathan Busiek, it's Detective Elliot Stable, I need to talk to my partner." He then heard the locks being undone and in the next few seconds Busiek face appeared.

"I need to talk to her now," Elliot said without delay.

"Come in detective. Olivia's in the bathroom. She'll be out in a minute," he said in a calm, monotone voice.

Elliot reluctantly stepped in and then saw the signs of struggle in the apartment. He immediately drew out his gun, but it wasn't long until Busiek lunged at him taking him to the ground and sent the gun flying out of his hand. Elliot then kicked his foot back and he hit Busiek in the stomach. Elliot got up to go for the gun but Busiek gained his composure and grabbed Elliot's ankle and yanked it from underneath him. Then Busiek got the gun. Elliot saw that his only choice was to rush him before he could shoot. He rushed him immediately but he was unable to stop Busiek from shooting. Elliot felt the bullet rip through his left arm. Elliot screamed in pain but still continued to struggle with Busiek. Elliot gripped Busiek's wrist and twisted his hand so that he would let go of the gun and then kneed him in the stomach. Elliot didn't want the gun to be a problem any more so he took the clip out of the gun when he grabbed it. He then threw the gun and the clip in separate directions.

After Busiek gained his composure again, he grabbed Elliot's gunshot wound and kicked him in the stomach. Elliot went to the floor. Busiek then ran into the other room. Elliot soon got up and ran after him. Then he saw Olivia dragged out to the pool outside on the balcony with Busiek holding her limp body just ten feet away from Elliot. "He must of given her incrystalline" Elliot thought.Elliot then yelled after her, "Olivia! You put her down you son of a bitch!" Olivia had no reaction but tears rolling down her eyes because she could do nothing else.

"Now, now Detective. Settle down, let's talk. You either go after Olivia or me. It's going to be hard for Olivia to swim if she can't move." Busiek then dropped Olivia into the pool and dashed to the other door to the pent house, probably to go down the fire escape. Elliot wasted no time. He quickly took off his jacket so it wouldn't weigh him down when he jumped in the water and he took off his cell phone and radio. He then jumped in the water. He saw his own blood start to cloud the icy cold water. He then saw Olivia at the bottom of the pool. He grabbed her with his good arm and pulled her to the surface. He gasped for air but Olivia didn't. "Olivia!" he yelled. But her eyes didn't open. He also noticed blood on her head. He knew that the only thing she had control over right now was her eyes and eye lids because of the incrystalline.

Elliot swam to the step of the pool and pulled Olivia out of the pool and onto the cement. "Liv!" She still didn't open her eyes. He felt her neck for a pulse. There was one but it was faint. "Oh God Liv, don't do this to me." He started CPR. After only breathing in once and pressing her chest twice she started to spit up water. Elliot quickly turned her over so she wouldn't choke on the water again. "Liv!" He turned her back over after she was done coughing. "Blink twice Olivia if you can hear me," he said as he brushed her wet hair out of her face. She then blinked twice. "Hold on Olivia. I'm going to go get my phone so I can call for help." He got up expecting no answer. As he left Olivia saw blood pouring down his arm. Elliot grabbed his coat and the radio. "This is Detective Stabler. I'm at East 86th Street in a penthouse. Two officers are injured. I need a bus."

He put down his radio as he knelt down by Olivia. He took his coat and covered her up against the cold. She still had her clothes on but he didn't know for sure if she was violated. "Olivia are you ok? Blink twice for yes," he said. He lifted Olivia and held her up with is good arm because she was starting to shiver. She blinked twice. "Sorry that was a stupid question." She then blinked twice again. He laughed. Even though she'd been through hell she could still be a smart ass. She then started to close her eyes. "Olivia stay awake with me! You were hit over the head. You might have a concussion." She quickly widened her eyes. She then started to move her mouth. She was getting control over her body again. Her mouth opened only a little bit but it was enough to speak.

"Y-your a-rm El," she said in a shaky voice. She was scared and cold.

"Its nothing," he said holding her closer.

"A b-bullet isn't n-nothing."

"It's a small price to pay," he said with his eyes welling up with water. He continued, "You are going to be ok Liv. I promise." His eyes were piercing but were welcoming. He meant what he said. "Ok," she managed to say back, "but y-you bett-er be too." She said moving her eyes to his wound. He was still losing blood and the whiteness in his face told her that. "I will be," he answered with confidence.

Then they heard ambulance sirens ringing. He knew it was only a matter of moments before the paramedics would be there. "Olivia I'm sorry I didn't catch the guy before he could hurt you."

"Don't be s-sorry Elliot. You saved me th-that was enough."

He knew it wasn't enough but he didn't want to protest her now. He had to say now what he felt. "Olivia I-." then the paramedics yelled for where they were.

"We're right here!" Elliot yelled. Olivia looked at him wanting him to finish what he was going to say, but he wouldn't with people around.

Elliot gave Olivia a faint smile as the paramedics approached them. She wished she could smile back. Then she began to feel sleepy again but she fought to stay awake. She then felt Elliot hand her over to a paramedic.

"I want to ride with her," Elliot said as they put her on the stretcher.

The paramedic looked at Elliot's arm. A lot of blood was lost and his face was white.

"You have to. That's the only bus we brought and you have to get to the hospital," the paramedic responded.

Elliot hopped in the ambulance with the paramedics help.

Don't worry people im not going to do just fluff chaptersfor the rest of the story. There is still a lot more coming up.