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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Law & Order: SVU, nor do I own the characters I mention that are on the show. If I did, there would be lots of flying monkeys, Cassidy would still be on the SVU, and there would be more FEMALE detectives on the show.

Olivia glanced down at her watch as she unlocked her door. It was 11:11 PM. It had been a long day, and she just wanted to lie down and go to sleep. But she knew that wouldn't happen. She hadn't slept in days. This case, the murder of a seven year old, was getting to her more than she cared to admit. The little girl had been abused by her alcoholic mother, and she had died while her mother was drunk. She was supposed to testify against the little girl's mother, but she wasn't sure she was exactly up to it. It hit too close to home.

Olivia set her gun and badge down on the kitchen counter, next to her keys. She threw her jacket across the couch and decided to change into her pajamas. As she walked into her bedroom, she felt someone grab her wrist and throw her to the ground. "What the hell…" she started. She saw an oddly metallic gleam that was pointed towards her.

"What a shame… so beautiful, but with such a dirty mouth," a man whispered. She tried to see his face, but he was too smart. He hid in the shadows and wore a ski mask. Olivia started to pull herself to her feet so that she could get him down. She still had her handcuffs attached to her belt. "Don't even think about it, Detective. I'll have to shoot you, and what fun would that be?"

"What do you want?" she asked. She could see him smile.

"Revenge, Detective. That's all." She watched as he shut her bedroom door, eliminating any light there could possibly be.

"Who are you?"

"Shame. You haven't figured it out yet? Then again, I do suppose that's good. I get to torture you for a bit longer," he said. Before she even knew he had moved, she felt something heavy connect with her temple. She tried to stay awake, but she passed out as he took her handcuffs from her belt.

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Elliot shot up in bed as he heard his radio go on silent. He knew Liv wouldn't call him over the radio unless it was something serious. "Hello, Detective," an eerie male voice called. "I thought you might like to hear this." Elliot listened closely, trying to figure out what was going on. Finally, he heard someone moaning, like they were in pain.

"What the hell…" he muttered, trying to listen, see if anything could tell him where this was coming from.

"I've got her now, Detective. She's mine," the voice said again. The radio cut out after that. Elliot was stunned. He'd never imagined this before. It took a moment before he could think clearly enough to call Cragen.

"Cragen. It's midnight, so this better be really damn good," the man replied. Elliot grabbed his gun from the nightstand.

"I just got a really weird page from Liv's radio. I think she's been kidnapped," he said. He shoved the gun into the holster that was attached to the pants that were on the floor.

"What was it?"

"It was a man's voice, saying that he had her and she was his," Elliot told him. He heard Cragen drop something. "Cap? You okay?"

"Meet me in the squad room in fifteen minutes. Use your light if you have to. Call John, tell him the same."

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Olivia opened her eyes and tried to sit up. It was dark in the room, and her hands were cuffed above her head. Her head was pounding, and even in the darkness she could still see colors swirling wildly in and out of her line of vision.

"I'm so glad you're awake, Detective. It's so much more fun this way," the man said. She couldn't see him anywhere.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" she asked.

"We've been over this before. You have to figure out who I am. And what I want is revenge." She felt someone sit down on the bed she was handcuffed to. She knew what was coming.

"Please, don't do this," she begged. She didn't want to know what the victims she'd seen had been through. She also knew that he would most likely kill her.

"Do what?" he asked.

"Please don't," she begged again. She felt the bed shift, could feel his hot breath on her face. She tried to keep him from spreading her legs apart, but he was too strong. She closed her eyes and wished he would just go ahead and kill her, as he began to rape her.

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"I want to thank all of you for coming to help us," Cragen said, addressing the small group of detectives in front of him. Elliot, Munch, and Fin were there, along with Cassidy and Jeffries, Kenny Briscoe, and Goran and Eames from Major Case. Cragen had called everyone he could think of in the brass, hoping to get some action. The case was still SVU's territory, but Major Case had been called in to help. The brass wanted this solved, and quickly. Cragen pulled out a picture of Olivia. "This, as many of you know, is Detective Olivia Benson. She works here, in the Special Victims Unit. An hour ago, her partner received a disturbing call from Detective Benson's radio. We've tried both her home and cell phones, and no one is answering," he told them. Elliot watched as Jeffries closed her eyes and leaned against Munch, her former partner.

"Shouldn't this be a Missing Person's case?" Goran asked.

"We have reason to believe that whoever has taken her wants to hurt her," Elliot replied.

"Does she have any enemies? Jealous exes?" Briscoe asked.

"Not that we know of," Cragen replied. "CSU is already at her apartment; Jeffries, Munch, and Briscoe, I want the three of you to get over there, see if there's anything to find. The rest of you need to pull every case file where Olivia was chief investigator, or any case you can remember where she pissed someone off. And I mean someone besides IAB." The detectives all set to work at the tasks they had been assigned.

Greene and Kenny's Uncle Lennie walked into the bullpen, both looking dazed. "How bad is it, Don?" Lennie asked.

"He's a sick freak. Called Stabler's radio and let him hear what he was doing," Cragen told him in a whisper. He didn't want the other detectives to hear; he trusted Lennie with his life, and that was one detail he didn't want leaking out.

"How much manpower have we got?" Lennie asked.

"Everyone that could be spared. Major Case sent two, plus three who left SVU came back. Brass is sending in beat cops from every precinct. They want her found, and they want it done two days ago," Cragen told him.

"Glad to see the brass recognize a great cop when they see one," Lennie replied.

"Too bad it had to be something like this that made them see it," Greene added. "What do you need us to do?"

"I've got everyone here going over her old cases, finding anyone who's been released recently who might have a grudge," Cragen informed him. The two nodded and went to work, while Elliot walked up the Cragen.

"I just happened to find the subway rapist case files… what about Ganzner?" he asked.

"Who?"

"Nick Ganzner. The crime reporter she was dating that had the sick ideas about foreplay…" Elliot began. Cragen looked at him questioningly. Olivia hadn't ever told him about that incident.

"The night he got that information that was leaked, he really freaked her out. He wanted to do a roleplay thing… he wanted her to show him what she would do if he was the subway rapist attacking her," Elliot informed him. Cragen felt his stomach turn.

"What happened?" he asked. He had a feeling this was leading to something.

"She freaked out, made him stop. Told him to leave. He was gone when she got out of the bathroom. A few days later, she went to his office and embarrassed him in front of everyone, telling all the women about him, that they should watch out," Elliot said. Cragen nodded.

"Go talk to Ganzner. See if he has an alibi."