"What did you find?" George asked, she turned on the camera and showed the last picture to the five of them. "He wasn't telling us to look up Spanish Influences he was telling us to look up." George said looking at the picture of the roof of the phone booth, written there with blue permanent ink what the words Spanish Influences, this Toby loved playing these games and it was driving every body else crazy. Olivia thanked everything her phone died.

"That 'a' in the clue wasn't an 'a' it was supposed to be a one, East 120th and 1st St." She told them frustrated, he told them exactly where to go they couldn't figure it out. Then she pulled out the envelope with her now gloved hands and proceeded to open it, the paper shaking slightly mirroring her body. The others saw what she was doing and stood in silence.

"You've made it this far, I'm impressed, I hope you found that last clue a challenge, one more and you'll find your beloved detective. I light in here is of many hues, but the gas down there can make you go blue." Olivia read aloud what was on the letter.

"Many hues?" John started "it could be a light designing plant." John tried to break the silence. The feeling in the room was a mixture of anger, frustration and sadness, they kept getting so close and then another curve ball would come their way.

"It could also be a propane storage plant, that stuffs hot enough to burn blue." Fin immediately regretted saying that when he saw the others faces. George had closed his eyes and was taking deep breaths. Elliot was looking down helplessly, but Olivia had fire in her wet eyes. It was 9 pm; they had 14 hours to find her and were no closer than before.

"Well why is everyone just standing here go and find out where any multi coloured lights are." Olivia yelled beginning to reach her breaking point, when no one moved she yelled again. "Now!" that got them moving. George had opened his eyes, Elliot noticed how his face was back to the neutral face of a psychiatrist. He walked up to Olivia.

"Why don't we go sit down," he said quietly trying to guide her to a seat; she brushed him off.

"No I wont sit down, not while the sick bastard is using his whip on her." She was almost in tears. Huang's eye's widened for a moment before going back to normal.

"And being stressed like this wont help the situation." He told her sternly, trying to keep calm although he was beginning to lose the battle. Everyone just stood still, still shocked by what she had said. Only Elliot had known he bought a whip now everyone did.

"I'm not stressed I'm working to save a life." She yelled at him,

"And you don't think any of us are trying to do the same thing? We are all trying to find her don't make the mistake of thinking you're the only one who has to talk to her." he finally snapped everything he was trying to hold back was just making him more frustrated. Casey, who had just walked in, walked right between the two and pulled Olivia away before one of them said something they would regret. Don took the signal and guided George to his desk to sit and calm down. He had not seen his detective so worked up, and to see George, the calm rational person on his team, yell like that he began to wonder what effect it would have if they couldn't figure this out.

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It was 5:45 Wednesday morning everyone was beginning to lose their steam. It had been eight hours since they found the note. Most businesses were closed so they had to spend more time to looking up the owners home numbers for any lighting or propane plant. George stood up getting Casey's attention, she had decided to stay and help, if they needed a warrant she would be there to wake a judge at a moments notice.

"You ok?" she asked as he grabbed his jacket, he nodded.

"I just need some fresh air." He began to walk out; Casey grabbed her jacket and followed him. He got out and leaned against the brick building taking in deep breaths.

"We will find her," Casey tried to reassure him. She had only learned how well the two knew each other a couple of days ago, he looked at her, although it was dark she could swear she saw despair dulling the normal shine of his eyes.

"Everyone keeps saying that, but we're no closer than we were 5 days ago when she was taken. He's sending us on a wild goose chase that was can't seem to figure out."

"But we are closer, we'll figure out was gas he's talking about soon, you just need to hold on." Casey tried again to reassure him. "I'm sure she is." They had every cop in Manhattan looking for her, they had to find her. NYPD was staying quiet to the public the last thing they wanted was for a reporter to put it on the news and further endanger Lisa. Casey had been trying to be there for Olivia, but everything had been so crazy lately that she barely had time to make it down to the station. She knew Olivia was taking this hard. It was a huge shock when Lisa pulled her into her office at the ADA's office to explain the situation. Casey has sworn to secrecy until Lisa had a chance to tell Olivia, she wanted to be there but it didn't seem her place to tell the others.

She had seen the man who raped Serena Benson. He looked kind, caring, but it seemed like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders because he wasn't harbouring the secret anymore. She knew she'd be trying him and she knew whether she won or lost it wouldn't feel good.

"Hey man you have a light." Some guy walking up to them brought Casey out of her thoughts, with a cigarette in his hand, Casey and George shook their heads. Trying to avoid the stench of alcohol on him.

"Hey buddy, I have one if I can bum cig off you." Some other guy said walking up to him. George and Casey stood in silence as the interaction went on, George looked up trying to get everything out of his head Casey watched his reaction concerned.

"Hey wicked, blue gas, I'm getting myself one of these tomorrow when I get my pay check." The drunk guy exclaimed excitedly taking a drag of his cigarette. Casey and George's heads snapped towards the two guys.

"Where'd you get that lighter?" Casey asked quickly, the guy looked her up and down and smiled.

"I'll tell ya if I can have ya?" the second guy slurred, she rolled her eyes great they were both drunk.

"That wont be happening," George walked up in front of Casey, if the circumstances had been any different she may have laughed at the fact that she could still see over his head, "where did you get it?" he said more forcefully than Casey.

"The corner store," they guy said disappointedly, Casey looked at him oddly.

"They don't sell blue burning Zippos at the corner store." Casey said angrily.

"No but they sell Zippos there." He said rolling his eyes, "the dude only asked about the lighter." He said eyeing her once more. George was beginning to lose it again and would if this guy didn't say something.

"Fine where did you get the lighter fluid? And stop checking her out, she is out of your league." George said angrily, he was tired, scared, worried and frustrated and he was not about to let this guys hormones get in the way of anything.

"Jacks Specialties on West 57th" the guy took a drag of his cigarette and blew it in Georges face. George didn't seem to care though, he turned almost running into Casey and went back inside the precinct Casey right behind him. It was nearing 7 in the morning George noticed as he logged on to the computer, he was going to make sure this guy was right before he said anything.

"I'll be damned," George mumbled as the website for Jacks Specialties came up on his computer. He searched for blue gas, Casey looking over his shoulder watching every step. 'Coloured lighter fluid only found in Jacks Specialties,' it said along the top. He scrolled down not believing what he'd found. 'Red gas, 8.99, Green gas 8.99, Pink gas 9.59, blue gas, 8.89.' "He's at Jacks Specialties," George yelled looking up.

"What?" John was the first to say something though he had everyone's attention.

"Jacks Specialties is the only place in New York that sells coloured lighter fluid, one of the colours is blue gas." George explained quickly.

"Multi-coloured hues, that's gotta be it." Elliot exclaimed.

"I'm calling SWAT no one is going in there until we find out the situation." Don said quickly getting on the phone. Olivia grabbed her now charged cell phone and got ready to leave. The other detectives doing the same thing, Don gave them the order to get there but not to do anything until back up arrived. Elliot and Olivia were getting into the car, George opened the back door, they looked at him.

"Don't think I'm not coming." He said getting in, neither of them were in the mood to argue with that, so they got into the car and peeled out. Pulling to the side of the road Olivia opened the door to allow George out. All three saw the store in front of them.

"They must be on the second floor." Elliot said quietly walking up to the shop to find an easy way in. Back up was there seconds later, they were able to break in to the staircase that lead to the apartment up stairs. Most stayed quietly in the shop as two went up stairs to install a camera. When they got back down they hooked up the monitor.

"The room is on the other side of the building you can't hear anything from there." One of the men said. They flicked on the monitor and everyone gasped, right in front of the camera they could see Lisa in a man's t-shirt and tear-a-ways unconscious on the floor.

"Are we too late?" Fin asked fear shooting through him as he watched the limp body on the camera. No one responded, they then heard a noise nearing the camera.

"Get up!" came a loud booming voice and the crack of a whip could be heard hitting the crinkly fabric of the tear-a-ways. They would have sighed in relief that she was alive, had it not been for the situation. She moved quickly standing up.

"Yes sir," they saw her back facing the camera.

"Do you have any friends?"

"No, sir," she responded.

"Do you have any real purpose of being alive?" he questioned.

"No, sir." Each question made everyone watching the monitor swallow in disgust. What had he done to her?

"Does anybody care about you?"

"Yes, sir," they all sighed at least she knows that.

"Who cares about you?"

"Only you sir," everyone stared in horror listening to her.

"Go sit down," he commanded, Lisa nodded complacently and sat in the corner. This was the first time they had seen her face. Fin closed his eyes, the face was so sad, her eyes were so dull, and the muscle in her arms was much smaller almost as though her body was eating her muscle to stay alive. He opened his eyes again to see she wrapped a blanket around herself and the perps back to them looking out the window something in his hand. Everyone jumped when a phone rang breaking the silence. Olivia's hand dove into her pocket and picked up her phone.

"It's mine," she said softly as she flipped it open. "Benson," she said shakily.

"I see quite a few cars outside Olivia, have you found me?" everyone could hear him from the monitor. She looked at Don, he nodded.

"Yes, we've got you surrounded, now come down with Lisa and we'll talk it through." She said trying to calm her shaky voice.

"How about no, I am impressed you found me this quick though, much faster than last time. Do you remember last time?" he asked mockingly.

"Yes," she said quietly remembering Emily Carson again.

"I have an idea, how about you come up here and we'll negotiate in my territory."

"No," she said firmly, he turned around and they could see him smiling.

"That wasn't a question, if you don't come up here I'll shoot her." He pulled a gun out of his belt and pointed it at Lisa. Everyone's heart began pounding, then sank when they saw her look into the barrel of the gun willing a bullet to come out.

"There's snipers in position to take you down don't even try it." Panic apparent in Olivia's voice.

"I've got thick curtains up they can't see me." He said smugly, "if you're not up here in 5 minutes she dies and it'll be on your hands Olivia." All she could hear after that was the dial tone, he had hung up.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I'll put the next one out soon, I have two mid-term tests this week, blah I'll be glad when this is over. I'm moving soon so I'll try and finish the story before then because I wont have the internet for a while after I move. Anyways thanks to all of you who have reviewed so far please keep it up! It makes an author feel good!