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A/N:...At this point I really don't know where I'm going with the story. It all comes to me while I'm writing it. If you have any ideas please tell me. Thanks and Enjoy! 3

Elliot and Fin were knocking on Kelly's door. They had just got back from their guys night out and were coming to see what the girls were up too.

"Maybe they went out," Elliot said as he knocked again.

"No. Listen. The TV is going and I can here people moving" Fin knocked a little harder.

Just then Liv opened the door a crack and poked her head out.

"Hey guys. C…c…can you hold on one second." She fumbled with the door but finally got it shut again.

"That was weird" Fin said and Elliot nodded.

They heard some banging and a guy talking.

"What the hell?" Fin was confused and pissed.

Just before everything went quite they heard Olivia scream. Elliot and Fin quickly broke the door down and found Kelly on the ground bleeding. Fin rushed over to her and Elliot went looking around the apartment.

"Fin…it hurts like a bitch…" Kelly grabbed Fin's hand and held it tight.

"Okay baby. Shhh. Breath." Fin looked at her ankle and started putting pressure on it. Elliot came running out and kicked a chair.

"Olivia's gone!" Elliot grabbed Kelly's phone and called Cragen and a bus.

"It was Paul. Fin it was Paul!" Fin's eyes went wide.

"I'll kill him" Elliot and Fin said at the same time.

Olivia was thrown into the back of a van. Her hands were taped to her ankles. All she could think about was Elliot. The van started moving and after about 20 minutes it stopped. Paul came to the back of the van and pulled her out. He dragged up into and apartment on the 4th floor. The one thing Olivia kept wondering about was all the people that passed by. They didn't find it weird that she was being dragged around and duck taped together. Some people even smiled and waved.

Paul opened a door and took her into a bedroom closet. He tossed her one the ground and closed the door behind her. The last thing she heard was the lock that secured the door.

Fin was at the hospital with Kelly and Elliot was at the precinct with everyone else trying to find out where Olivia could be. Cragen was on his way to the hospital.

After Kelly was out of surgery she was put into her own room. Fin walked in, sat on the edge of her bed, and grabbed her hand.

"How you feeling?" He asked.

"Like shit. Fin, I'm sorry."

"For what…honey this isn't your fault. Baby look at me." Fin lifted her chin so that she would look at him.

"I'm so glad your okay. We will find Liv. Everything is gonna be all right. Don't blame yourself. Baby, please don't blame yourself."

Kelly nodded her head and both jumped when Cragen came storming in.

"I'll be right back" Fin got up and left.

Don just stared at her, his little girl, but not so little anymore.

"Daddy, I could use a hug" Kelly always was daddy's little girl and she still held that title. Don smiled and gave her a hug.

"Kelly, your one lucky girl you know that?" Cragen kissed her forehead.

"I know. I know." Kelly nodded.

They talked for a few more minutes but stopped when Fin walked in.

"Cap, Munch just called me on my cell and he says they have a small lead. They need you back there." Don got up and walked up to Fin.

"Take care of her" Don said and blew Kelly a kiss.

Fin nodded and Don left. He sat down where he was sitting before. Kelly yawned.

"Tired?" Fin asked as he brushed a few strands of hair away from her face.

"Yeah. I also probably look like crap" Kelly smiled.

"No, you've never been more beautiful. Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." Fin started to get up when she grabbed his hand.

"Lay with me" Fin nodded and laid down beside her. He was careful not to hit her ankle. They were both very tired and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Liv was trying to get the duck tape off of her so she could move. It was no use though.

"Damn…" She hit her head against the wall of the closet and she heard a hollow sound.

"What the…?" She leaned around so she could look at the wall. She noticed a cheap plaster job where she hit her head. It cracked. Her hands were still tied to her ankles so she couldn't use anything but her head. She kept banging her head until all of the plaster came off. There was a small hole in the wall and she poked her head through it. It was a whole different room. Then she heard the door open behind her and someone kicked her in the ribs.

"Okay what's our lead?" Cragen asked when he entered the bullpen.

Munch stood up and started talking. "Paul Roderick. Age 39. We found out that he owns a cheap ass apartment complex that is a couple blocks away from his apartment. He also owns a small store near his apartment. We checked the store but nothing is there. It's either the shitty apartment or HIS apartment. Which is first? We don't have enough manpower to search both at the same time. SWAT is waiting for the address."

Elliot spoke up. "Why does he live in a different apartment than he owns?"

"Because the apartment he owns is rumored to be used by prostitutes. I guess he doesn't sleep where he works."

"Okay, lets do his apartment first. That way we only have to search his apartment instead of the whole building. We will finish this first and leave the biggest for last." Don clapped his hands together a led the group out.