Thank you to everyone who has been reading and reviewing and reminding me that you want to read more. This one is the big one, from here on in it gets pretty intense and even more angsty. This chapter does have violence and sexual themes. Xx

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Elliot tightened his grip around Olivia's waist, pulling her impossibly closer to him as the footsteps came closer and closer. Olivia closed her eyes, feeling a fear in the pit of her stomach that she hadn't for a long, long time. These men had well and truly fooled them. It had all been an act. Phil had been willing to stand by and watch as Kieran raped her, there was no telling what they would do to them if they were found. She tightened her grip on Elliot's arm, keeping it in place across her stomach as he held her against him. She could feel his chest rising and falling quickly against her back. They both froze as they heard something that sounded a little too close.

The severity of the situation was only now seeping into Olivia. They were trapped, with no way out, with men who would happily harm them just for fun. She had Elliot, that was the only shining light, despite the fact that she would rather he was out of harms way she couldn't help but be grateful that she wasn't on her own.

"I know she came in here," Kieran spat. Olivia tensed as she heard the voice of the man who had attacked her not even an hour before. She jumped slightly as she heard him kicking something, a stray can flying past Olivia and Elliot's hiding place.

"That's the thing with having exits everywhere," Phil sighed, pointing towards the door that Olivia had previously tried to push open. Olivia released the breath she had been holding, relieved that he thought she had escaped.

"You think she's gone?"

"No way, she wouldn't leave without Stabler. She's still here, even if she did get out she'll be here somewhere."

"So what do we do?" Kieran asked, still raging that he had missed his chance with Olivia.

"We find Stabler and use him as bait." Phil sighed. "You know if you'd just done what you were supposed to then this wouldn't be an issue."

"You stopped me!" Kieran shot back. Olivia closed her eyes, praying they wouldn't talk about what had happened, not now, not while Elliot could hear.

"You were going to kill her, you would have killed her and ruined everything. Do you know how long we've been planning this? We knew they would send someone in to back the other cop, it was just a matter of when and then they get here and you fuck it all up! We could have infiltrated...we could have found out exactly what they knew, made sure that we got away with it and now all we're going to have is three dead cops."

"I wasn't going to kill her, I just wanted...I just wanted to feel her...to hear her scream..."

"And you still can, as soon as we get rid of Stabler we can do whatever we want to her-"

"Why do we have to get rid of him? Why can't we make him watch? You said they're close, imagine the look on his face as he's forced to watch as she's screaming and crying, begging him to help her?" as Kieran spoke Elliot closed his eyes, he wanted to rip the bastards to shreds for even thinking about touching her. His anger only increased as he heard Phil chuckling.

"You're one sick fuck." And with that they were gone. Elliot and Olivia didn't dare to move for another fifteen minutes, when they were sure the men were gone.

"What did they do to you?" he asked, turning Olivia around so that she was facing him and placing a hand on either side of her face. He winced as the large bruise forming under her eye came to his attention; she also had a busted lip. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he saw the dark bruises forming around her throat and neck. His hand grazed the outline of the bruises. "I'll kill-"

"No," she placed a hand over the hand he had resting on her neck. "Elliot, this isn't New York, we don't have our guns we don't have…anything. They'll kill you. We just, we need to get out of here. It's not going to take them long to realise we're together and have everyone back here looking for us, we need to get out-"

"How did you know?" Elliot asked, watching as a confused look spread across her face. "About Phil or...whatever his name is?"

"I heard him talking to Kieran, how did you know?" she asked suddenly realising that he hadn't asked for any explanation of why she had forced them to hide.

"They guy, they guy you found? He's a cop."

"What?" Olivia's eyes widened, it was almost too much to take in. How long had they been planning this? "We need to get out of here, now, we won't have time to get away once he's called everyone back to look for us." She looked up at him with wide eyes. "This is bad Elliot, this is really bad."

"Okay, it's okay just...we need to stay calm-" he was anything but calm, his heart was racing knowing that at any moment the door could open and that would be it.

"Where is he? The Cop...can he help?"

"He's gone Liv," he watched as she visibly deflated in front of him. He knew what she was thinking, he could have got them out. "He was scared, i told him I was coming back for you and he ran, God knows what they did to him."

"If we stay here much longer we'll find out," she told him walking towards the door.

"Liv, what did they do to you?" he asked, he'd never seen her frightened, not ever.

"Nothing...just a few punches here and there but Elliot, they have planned this, for days they have pretended, they were just waiting...they want to hurt us, they want you to watch while they hurt me and we are completely alone."

"I know..."

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Fifteen minutes later they had managed to slowly make their way to the bedrooms, they hadn't seen a single person on the way, Olivia figured that if Phil thought she had escaped only to try to get back in to get to Elliot that they would be outside and at the exits. Olivia closed the door to the bedroom and turned to Elliot.

"What now?" she asked, hoping that Elliot had a plan.

"I don't know. I guess Phil.." he stopped, rephrasing. "The real Phil could have gone to get help and they could be here within a few hours-"

"We don't have a few hours Elliot, we can't just hide, when they realise I'm not outside, and realise you're gone too they're going to search every single room…" she closed her eyes for a moment. She had been in bad situations with Elliot before but there was something about this one, about the amount of planning that had gone into luring them into a false sense of security, she couldn't help but feel that something awful was going to happen and it scared her, more than any case had before. They had no guns, no badges, nothing.

"Okay," Elliot started, he had no idea what to do next. He was trying to avoid any situation that resulted in Olivia being harmed any more than she already had done. He looked up as she grasped the sides of a small side table, struggling to focus. "Sit down," he gently ushered her to the bed and sat her down.

"I'm fine," she whispered, an obvious lie.

"You probably have a concussion," he felt around the back of her head and winced as he felt a large lump. He struggled to contain his anger, something he often struggled with when he thought of people hurting his partner. "Do you feel sick?"

"No, I'm just…I just need a few minutes and I'll be fine." She did feel sick, her head was pounding but she wouldn't tell Elliot that. They just needed to focus on getting out.

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Twenty minutes later they had managed to get to the bedrooms without being seen. She watched anxiously as Elliot slowly pulled open the door to see if anyone was out there.

"We need to get to a car," he whispered, closing the door and walking towards her. She nodded, wondering just how far out they were from the nearest main road. Elliot rummaged through the room looking for anything that could be used as a weapon, finding nothing. "if anything happens you just run okay?" he asked, not even turning to look at her.

"What? No…" Olivia shook her head, the sudden movement was a mistake, the constant paid in her head worsened. She tried to ignore the pain and looked at her partner, she wasn't going anywhere without him. It was so strange to think that just yesterday they were fighting, again, now all the fights, all the drama seems so unimportant, she just wanted them to be okay.

"Olivia…" he whispered, walking towards her. "I can fight them off while you run and get help-"

"No, no way-"

"It might be the only way-"

"I'm not going anywhere without you, I'm not taking a single step without you so don't even try to make me. We're in this together-" How could he not understand this? How could he not realise that she would never, ever leave him behind.

"These people aren't messing around here." Olivia frowned, watching as Elliot tensed his jaw. Son of a bitch. He had already planned to sacrifice himself to save her. "Elliot…" she didn't know what else to say, she simply looked at him, watching as he struggled to meet her stare. "I am not going anywhere without you, so don't...just…don't…" she couldn't quite force herself to say the words, to vocalise the ache in her chest when she even thought of anything happening to him. There was no way that she was going to let him stay behind, no way in hell.

She was too damn clever. He hadn't planned anything, he wasn't planning on staying behind, he just knew in the back of his mind that if there was anything he could do to make sure she was safe he would do it. "Olivia-"

"I'm not walking out of here without you. It's not going to happen so…just don't-"

"That may be our best shot-"

"I said no." She hated it when he played the hero, not because it reminded her that he was stronger than her, or that it was completely unprofessional but because she couldn't stand the thought of anything happening to him. How could he think that she could just run away and leaving him, especially with these people. They smuggled and abused hundreds of children, they had no issues with killing police officers, Phil had made that clear. She would never leave him, ever.

Elliot took a deep breath and spoke, hating the ultimatum he felt that they had been given by the bastards waiting for them outside. "It could be the difference between one or neither of us getting out of here-"

"What about both of us getting out of here? Is that what you've been planning this whole time? Have you even thought about trying to get out of here with me?" she asked, careful not to raise her voice. There was no way in hell that she was walking out of here without Elliot Stabler, no way.

"I They won't let us just run out of here, they aren't that stupid, they're prepared and if you can get out-"

"What about your kids?" she asked, watching as he closed his eyes. "You can't sacrifice a life with them because of me." Her heart physically ached, even the thought of anything happening to him made her want to hold onto him and never let him go, but now, to know he was planning on taking the hit so that she could escape… "We're both getting out of here…if not…I'll stay behind-"

"No, no way-" his head shot up, meeting her angry stare.

"What? So you can but I can't?" she asked, knowing that he wouldn't even think about letting her stay behind.

"They'll hurt you-"

"They'll kill you." They stood, simply staring at each other for a few moments before he closed his eyes and nodded. She would die for him, he would die for her but the other would never be able to get over the loss.

"Okay, we leave together." He knew that if it came down to it, if he was forced to choose between one or neither of them getting out he would choose her, in an instant.

"Promise me," she forced, looking into his eyes. "Elliot, promise me," she pushed as he simply nodded.

"I promise you, now you promise me," he wouldn't let her sacrifice herself.

"I promise," she looked away from him, knowing that if she had to choose between him getting out or her, she would choose him every time.

"Okay, as soon as I'm across you follow," Elliot told her, watching as struggled to focus. She was fighting the effects of the concussion, as soon as they were out of there he would find her help. "You okay?" he placed two strong hands on her upper arms.

"I'm okay, just…be careful," she didn't care about pretences anymore. She pulled him towards her and rested her head against his chest. He closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around her and holding her closely against him. He was scared, not for himself but for her. The thought of anything happening to her terrified him, and now as he held her he was brought back to the day his son entered the world. He had been so preoccupied with his wife and son that it wasn't until after that he had pulled her into his arms, relieved that she too was okay.

Now it was different. Now there was every chance that neither one of them would make it out alive. The thought of anything happening to her scared him more than anything else, other than his children, ever could. He wished he could stay there forever, he wished he could hold her like this without having to let go. He pressed his lips against the top of her head and pulled away slowly. His heart sank as he saw the tears forming in her eyes. "We're going to be fine," he lied, there was a high chance that they wouldn't be and they both know it.

"If you…If you don't make it out of here with me Elliot…I will never forgive you…" she told him as a single tear slipped along her cheek. "I can't…" live without you. She wanted to tell him, what better a time to tell someone that you couldn't face a life that they weren't in? "I'm scared…" she admitted, all barriers and defences having been stripped away. They weren't Detectives Benson and Stabler anymore, they were Elliot and Olivia.

"Me too, but…I promised. We're walking out of here together…" he whispered, pulling her towards him one last time. She would hate him, he knew that she would hate him but if there was a chance that she could get away then he would do whatever it took to help her to take it even if it meant sacrificing himself.

"Together," she repeated, or not at all.

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Elliot had left just minutes ago and she couldn't stop replaying the events of the past few days in her head, over and over again. How had they not realised they'd been made? She sat in silence as her head throbbed, she knew she had to wait at least five minutes but she needed to know that he was okay. She forced herself to sit on the bed, the fear on the pit of her stomach becoming almost painful. She had only once been in a situation where she genuinely thought that they wouldn't both get out alive, that was with Gitano, and at least then she had had her gun.

Now she had nothing, and she didn't even have Elliot anymore. There was a small chance that they would make it out without a hitch, but these men were smart, they had completely fooled Elliot and Olivia and they had nothing everything to lose if they got away. They would kill Elliot in an instant if they found him. The pain in her head became more intense as she struggled to focus on a single object in front of her. She could do this; she'd had worse head injuries before. She stood up, unable to wait any longer, she needed to check that Elliot was okay but she stopped and reached for something to hold onto as the whole room began to spin. The last coherent thought that had entered her mind before she hit the ground was of him, Elliot.

Elliot waited, hidden behind a large box right next to the exit. She was supposed to have been there by now, he tensed his jaw staring at the closed door and willing for it to open, for her to walk out. Something was wrong. He couldn't wait any longer, just as he was about to move, to go back to the room to find out what was wrong the door he was hiding next to flew open.

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"Olivia!"

Her eyes slowly opened as she heard her name. Her head was pounding, as she finally came to and pushed herself up off of the ground everything came back to her. Elliot. Where was he? How long had she been out? Her heart began to race as she reached behind her to find the bed and sit on it as she tried to regain her thoughts.

"Olivia get out here!" Phil's voice boomed. She looked up, her heart rate increasing. Her head was still spinning as she tried not to panic.

"Olivia I'm going to kill your partner! I'm going to shoot him in the head if you don't get out here right now!"

She froze. He had Elliot, he had Elliot and it was all her fault. She should have gone sooner, she should have told him that she wasn't feeling well. She needed to do something, she needed to get to him. Elliot would be so mad, she knew that he would want her to try to escape but how could she leave him?

Phil smiled as soon as he saw her, she came out of one of the bedrooms with her hands in the air. He was stood in the middle of the warehouse, a huge open space surrounded by bedrooms and other rooms. "Good girl," he smiled, walking towards her roughly grabbing her and pulling her towards him, pushing her towards the rest of the men who had congregated in the large space. "Boys, this is Detective Benson, isn't she lovely?" he asked, pulling her back flush against his chest.

Olivia looked around, searching desperately for Elliot, where was he? Was he hurt? Worse?

"I knew that you'd come out, you wouldn't risk us hurting your partner would you?" he asked, leaning in just a little to close until his lips were right next to her ear. "You're so damn predictable."

"Where is he?" she asked through gritted teeth, still looking for him, the panic and fear building as she couldn't find him or any trace of him.

"That's what I want you to tell me." The grin on Phil's face only grew as Olivia realised what he'd done. She was the bait. Elliot was safe and she had just walked into a trap with no protection and no way out.

"You son of a bitch!" She managed to elbow him in the face before she was thrown to the ground by the much larger man. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her towards him.

"You listen to me you little bitch, I'm done with the games. All I need to do is say the word and these boys will break you in half, do you understand me?" he whispered, wiping the blood from his lip. "Now call for your partner," he pulled her up roughly, slamming her against a pillar, winding her. He smiled as she struggled to catch her breath. "Call…for your partner."

"Go to hell-" she didn't even have time to finish before Phil backhanded her across the jaw.

"Do you know what I can do to you?" he asked, roughly grabbing her by the face, forcing her to look at him. "Do you know what I can let them do to you? You think you've seen everything sex crimes has to offer? You haven't met these boys and they are aching to get their hands on you." He let go of her as she closed her eyes, refusing to answer him. "You wanna know the funniest thing about all of this?" he asked, a teasing tone in his voice. "There is absolutely nothing here that would tell you anything about the kids you're trying to save. We knew two days before you got here that you were coming and we moved absolutely everything, as well as two thirds of the people who've worked on it. You were never going to find anything, you just came here to die sweetheart."

She kept her eyes shut. She couldn't look at him, she wouldn't let him see the fear in her eyes. She couldn't believe that they had moved everything and nearly everyone, there was nothing here for them to find, everything that could have helped them had already been moved or destroyed. They knew that Olivia and Elliot were coming, they simply got rid of all of the evidence and got ready to play with them. This whole thing had been a game. They could have all left, they could have gone and all Elliot and Olivia would have found would have been an empty warehouse but these people were sick. They stayed here with the intention of hurting the cops who were coming.

"Stabler!" Phil's powerful yell startled her. "I'm sure you heard me telling your partner that we had you! I'm sure you were praying that she's just stay where she was! But she didn't! And unless you get out here I'm going to kill her! Not before I've let the boys have their fun!"

Elliot closed his eyes, unable to see anything from his new hiding place. He'd moved as soon as he door had opened. He'd heard Phil yelling to Olivia and silently prayed that she would just hold tight but he should have known better.

"So why don't you just come out! Come out and save her like she tried to save you!"

He knew it was a trap, he knew that this was what they had planned all along. They wanted to hurt Olivia and force Elliot to watch. He closed his eyes, maybe they wouldn't hurt her if he didn't come out, maybe they would only do that if he was watching? He looked around desperately trying to find anything he could use as a weapon. There was nothing. His heart was racing. He didn't know what to do and then he heard it…

"Don't come out Elliot! Find help-" before she could finish Elliot heard a loud bang followed by a groan from Olivia. He'd hit her. Elliot needed to punch something, to kill someone, to get to Olivia. She was right, he needed to stay hidden. They both knew that they would take great joy in torturing her just to get a reaction out of him. He couldn't do that to her but he had to find a way to get to her and to get them out.

Blood trickled out of Olivia's mouth, Phil's hard punch nearly knocking her to the ground. She wanted to scream again, to beg Elliot to stay where he was but she couldn't take another hit.

"Well, look who it is," Olivia's heart stopped as Kieran emerged from one of the other rooms. "Nice to see I haven't missed any of the good stuff, I'm first in line." He walked towards her, reaching out and slowly wiping the blood from her chin, placing his bloody finger in his mouth. "You taste good," he whispered, pressing his lips against her ear. She closed her eyes and shuddered as he whispered, "I'm going to enjoy making you scream."

"He's going to rape her Stabler! He's going to rape her right here and you're going to hear her screaming, begging him to stop! You can stop this!" Phil yelled. It was almost too good to be true, every second brought a new thrill. Just how far would Kieran have to go before Stabler came out? It was time to find out. "One last chance to save your partner Stabler!" after waiting for a few minutes and hearing no sound he shook his head and turned to Kieran. "Do it."

"No!" Olivia cried out as two men held her down.

"You can stop this Olivia," Phil told her, towering above her as she struggled against the men. "Just tell your partner to come out, tell him and I'll stop this."

She was shaking, she knew that every word out of his mouth was a lie and that he only wanted Elliot there to force him to watch, to enjoy his reaction. "Elliot!" she yelled, trying to keep her voice as calm as possible. "Stay where you are!" She looked Phil directly in the eye, defiantly fighting against the two men who were struggling to keep her in place.

"You stupid bitch," Phil smiled and simply walked away as Kieran unbuttoned his trousers. "You could have prevented this sweetheart, this is all your fault."

Kieran knelt in between her legs, using his own to force hers apart. "I've dreamt about this moment," he whispered, his eyes wide with excitement. He leant forward, his hands roaming her stomach and chest and eventually reaching her throat. He tightened his grip and watched as her eyes widened. "That's right," he smiled. "You'd better be afraid."

"No! No!" she screamed, struggling to catch a breath as Kieran's grip tightened. Before she knew it the two men were gone and Kieran was on top of her, his trousers around his ankles as his free hand reached into his boxers. Olivia kicked and screamed as loud as she could as she felt the lure of unconsciousness coming for her as his grip on her throat tightened. She could suddenly breathe again, Kieran now using his hand to pull at her top.

"That's right, scream." She could hear Phil laughing. "I want your partner to hear everything, so you keep screaming."

She stopped almost instant and went limp, her fight suddenly gone. She wouldn't do this to Elliot. She wouldn't help them to torture him. She was terrified, she wanted nothing more than to scream and kick and fight until Elliot came to save her but they would only make him watch. It was going to happen but she wouldn't allow Elliot to be a part of it. Her lips trembled as she tried to disengage herself from what was happening to her. They would only kill him after and if they didn't and by some miracle they managed to escape it would haunt them both for the rest of their lives. Elliot would never forgive himself, he would never survive hearing her cried. She closed her eyes as the tears formed, she had to do this, she had to stay as quiet as she could, for Elliot.

Kieran turned to Phil, unsure of what the woman under him was doing. Was she really not going to fight him at all?

"Make her scream," Phil ordered. Within seconds Olivia's top was ripped open and Kieran had sunk his teeth into her neck. She was shaking, on the verge of crying but she didn't make a sound. Her heart was racing as the fear of being raped threatened to kill her there and then. Only the thought of Elliot stopped her from crying out and begging him to stop. She focused simply on him, on controlling her breathing so that she didn't lose consciousness and on Elliot. He would find a way for them to get out, she knew that he would, but maybe not before…this. That was if he hadn't found a way already, if he hadn't left when she hadn't shown up and wasn't half way to getting some help.

Kieran reached for her pants, unbuttoning the button and pulling down the zip. "Scream," he whispered in here ear as he rolled his hips, his erection running against her. She closed her eyes, unable to hide the tears as his hand reached into her trousers. "Scream," he repeated, thrusting against her for a second time. He placed his lips over hers and roughly kissed her, pulling away when she didn't move at all. "I knew you wanted it," he laughed, his hand grazing her centre with only her underwear as a barrier. She couldn't help the sob that escaped but quickly recovered, closed her eyes as tightly as she could and simply picturing Elliot.

"Get your fucking hands off of her."

Her heart sank as she heard his voice. They were going to force him to watch. She was too frightened to open her eyes, to see the pain in his eyes.

"Kieran, you heard the man, get off of her." Phil spoke slowly, something in his voice wasn't right. Olivia opened her eyes as Kieran slowly peeled himself off of her and stood up. Elliot was stood behind Phil with a gun pointing at his head.

"Just calm down-" Phil started, holding his hands out as Elliot pressed the gun even further into the back of his skull. The other men simply stood frozen on the spot not sure what to do. Olivia clambered up off of the floor, struggling to catch her breath and walking towards Elliot shakily.

"We're walking out of here, all three of us. If even one of you tries to stop us I'm going to shoot him in the head." Elliot grabbed Phil by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards the door, closely followed by Olivia. Elliot could hardly believe his luck when had found the gun hidden in between some boxes as he had desperately tried to find a way out.

"There's just one problem Elliot…" Phil spoke slowly, stopping as Elliot stopped walking. "Now!" Suddenly all hell broke loose as Elliot was hit from behind and Olivia was dragged away by two men who had been hiding like Elliot had been, Phil knew that Elliot would try something like this and needed a backup plan so he placed two men right by the exit. As the gun was sent flying Phil ran and reached for it. Elliot was thrown to his knees by one of the two men and his hands were tied behind his back.

"What part of this do you not get?" Phil shouted in Elliot's face, backhanding him with the gun. "I am always a step ahead of you! There is no way out of here! I have men everywhere."

Olivia struggled against the man who had a tight hold around her waist, making it almost impossible to get away.

"You see, I thought it would be exciting to watch you as your partner was raped Elliot but uh, but then I realised that having you there would be a comfort to her. So I decided to do something else, I want to see her face…" Phil pointed to Olivia, with the gun still in his hand. "…when I kill you. You ready for this sweetheart?" he turned to Olivia with a huge grin on his face.

Elliot's heart sank. He watched the immediate panic spread across Olivia's face. He felt the gun digging into the back of his head and closed his eyes as images of his children ran through his mind, their smiling faces made what was about to happen even more terrifying. He would never see them again, never hold them again. What would they become without him? He was shaken from his thoughts as he heard Olivia's voice.

"No," she barely whispered, desperately trying not to cry. "No, please!" she struggled against the grip of the man holding her in place, his hand across her waist. He was strong, stronger than she was and despite her best efforts he didn't budge.

"Olivia!" Elliot called, making eye contact with her for the first time since saving her. "It's okay," he told her, unable to hide the fear in his voice. IT wasn't okay, none of this was okay. His heart pounded as he thought about what would happen to Olivia once he was dead. What would they do to her? What would she have to endure? "It's okay," he whispered, desperately trying to find a way to make this easier for her. "Close your eyes…" he told her. He would do anything to protect her from what was about to happen.

"No…" she whispered, tears sliding down her cheeks. They were going to execute him in front of her. She was never going to speak to him again, to touch him, she was going to watch him die.

"Look away Olivia."

"You ready for this?" Phil asked, laughing as Olivia shook her head, unable to console herself. "One…"

"Olivia, close your eyes!" Elliot yelled as she fought against the man holding her, trying anything she could to slip out of his grip to help her best friend.

"Two…"

"You're my best friend," Elliot whispered, a single tear sliding down his cheek as she nodded, unable to speak and closed her eyes as her heart broke.

"Three…"

This chapter was tough to write. What's going to happen to Olivia now? Thank you so much to everyone who has read and to everyone who is about to review. I have the next chapter written and ready to go.