Thank you to those of you who are still holding on to this. Again, I'm so sorry for the time in between updates. To say sorry I am posting 3 chapters in a row with the aim of posting another in a few hours.
Thank you to everyone who has left a review, offered opinions, I have really appreciated every single one.
Here we go…
Elliot couldn't breathe. His body felt as though it was about to implode. His son. His child. He reached for his phone, his hands shaking with rage and fear. He needed to call his wife.
"Elliot…" Olivia started, as shocked as he was.
"I uh, I need to call Kathy, I need…" he couldn't think straight. He looked up at the screen. As soon as Eli had come into view the video stopped. What had the bastard done to his son? He dialled the number and waited, as everyone around him simply stared, unsure of what to do.
"Elliot, he's going to be okay." Cragen started, hoping to God that he was right.
"She's not answering, she's not answering her phone. I need to go-" he moved towards the door.
"Elliot, wait-"
"Get in there," he demanded. "Get in there and find out… Find out what he's done-" he told Olivia, his chest heaving as he struggled to control the panic that was invading his mind. If anything had happened to his son…
"I will, Elliot, just go." Olivia wanted more than anything to touch him, to comfort him but she couldn't. He nodded, silently thanking her.
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Elliot walked out of Cragens office, ready to race home. Millions of thoughts ran through his head. What if Eli had been abducted, what if he was hurt? Or worse? What if Eli was in danger because of him? He struggled to calm his shaking hands. His son, his baby was on that tape.
"Elliot."
He turned at the sound of his wife's voice. His heart felt as though it was about to implode as he saw her stood there with Eli in her arms. The young boy was sleeping, unharmed, not a hair on his head was out of place.
"Thank God," he rushed forwards, wrapping his arms around his wife and son. "Thank God," he mumbled again, holding them tightly.
"What's going on?" she asked, confused by her husband's reaction to her. "Elliot?" she pulled away. From his grasp. "What's wrong?"
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"Have they been following us?" Kathy asked, looking from Elliot to Cragen. They were in Cragens' office, Eli was still sleeping on his mother's lap. Elliot couldn't help but stare at his son, he had been so frightened.
"We don't know, Olivia is in there with him now trying to figure out what's going on," Elliot told her, he couldn't help but notice her flinch as Olivia's name was mentioned.
"I want to know how the hell he got my son on that tape-"
"Our son," Elliot corrected. "I'm going to find out I'm just…I'm just so glad that you're both okay."
"Can you call the twins?"
"It's done, they're on their way here. We sent someone to get them from school. And Maureen and Kathleen are safe, they're already on their way to your moms'." As soon as Elliot had seen that Eli was safe he had arranged for his other children to be transported to safety. Kathleen and Maureen had packed bags for everyone, with a minder with them at all times, and were on their way out of state to safety. Kathy, the twins and Eli would follow.
As soon as he realised that the ruthless men who had nearly killed him and Olivia knew where his family was he knew that they had to go. The bastards would try to hit him where it hurt and he refused to let anything happen to his family.
The entire squad had gone into over drive. It was very clear that Elliot and his family were a target, that the gang were closing in and that they wouldn't hesitate in hurting anyone they could just to get to Elliot. They must have been lying in wait; Elliot knew this was only the beginning. In the space of just a few hours everything had changed. The threat had become imminent and it seemed as though everyone was on high alert. They had had no warning. They had no idea that the gang was watching them, which they must have been.
"I can't believe this is happening, did he… Did he…" Kathy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Did he hurt him?" she asked, pulling her son even closer to her. "Did he…" she couldn't continue.
"When he's awake, we're going to have a doctor look over him," Cragen answered softly. "There's every chance that getting Eli on the video was all they needed and that that's as far as it went. But someone will talk to him, Olivia maybe?" as Cragen spoke Elliot closed his eyes, this wasn't happening, not to his son. His heart sank as he realised that his child would be asked the questions that he had asked so many children. He refused to believe anything had happened to him, he couldn't react, he had to stay calm.
"No, not her." Kathy shook her head, before Elliot could ask why she spoke again. "They know where we live," she spoke slowly, watching as both Elliot and Cragen's eyes widened.
"What do you mean?" Elliot asked. "Did they-"
"I got this," she reached into her bag and pulled out a videotape. "It was dropped through the letter box this morning."
"Kathy-" Elliot started, knowing that she had watched it, suddenly understand why his wife was so reluctant to let Olivia near his child. "As if it isn't bad enough to see you… and her…" Kathy closed her eyes, anger seething from every syllable. "You're telling me that these men that know where we live want to hurt you? That they want to hurt us?"
"Kathy-"
"I'll give you two a minute," Cragen knew that Elliot would need time to his explain the tape to his wife, he didn't need to be there.
As soon as the door closed Kathy looked up at her husband. "How long?" she asked. When she had played the tape, her heart had stopped, now that she had had time to think about it, to take it all in it seemed as though it was completely broken. She had often thought about her husband and his relationship with Olivia, she'd told herself that she had nothing to worry about because Elliot would never cheat on her. How wrong she was.
She had been concerned about how close Olivia and Elliot were, how quick he was to leave the marital bed if Olivia needed him for even the tiniest thing but she convinced herself that she was wrong, that she was paranoid.
"Kathy, the tape… it isn't what it looks like."
"So you're not having sex with her? The tape doesn't show you two having sex?" she asked, whispering and placing a hand over her sons ears. She wanted to hit him, to scream and shout until she couldn't scream or shout anymore but she was more dignified than that.
"No, the tape shows us pretending to have sex. I promise you, that tape is of us pretending. We were undercover and it was something we had to do so we faked it."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Kathy asked, getting even angrier. "Do you think I was born yesterday? I can see-"
"Kathy, I swear to God-"
"Don't bring God into this," she scolded him. "I… I just want the truth Elliot."
At the moment in time Elliot could barely contain the guilt that was stabbing him right in the gut. The tape showed them faking sex, that much he could justify. But what about after that? What about the fact that he had been in Olivia's bed, that he'd kissed her and touched her and been seconds away from having sex with her?
He hated what he had become, what kissing Olivia had made him. He had cheated on his wife, just not on the occasion she thought.
"Elliot," Kathy asked, waiting for an answer. She had barely had time to come to terms with what she had seen when she was told that her children could be in danger, Like any mother she pushed her anger to the back of her mind but now, sat in a room with her husband and youngest child, she felt as though her heart was slowly being ripped out of the chest. The thought of him touching another woman, the thought of him cheating on her… it made her feel physically sick.
"It's fake, on the tape. We were pretending," he answered slowly. He was a bastard. He hated lying to her, but he couldn't face her knowing what he had done. The tape was a fake, that was what she was asking about. Elliot Stabler had never been a coward, until now. Until he had climbed on top of his partner and kissed her, and wanted so desperately to be inside of her…
"Okay, I believe you."
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"Eli, when you met this man in the park," Olivia pointed to the TV screen with the frozen image of the mans face. She noted immediately that Eli did not flinch or react to the image, this was good. Often, when a victim saw their attacker again, in person or in picture form they would react, even without thinking. Eli simply stared at Olivia. "Was he a nice man?" Olivia asked the three year old.
"Nice…" Eli murmured to himself.
"He was nice?" Olivia asked softly. "So he didn't hurt you Eli?"
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Kathy and Elliot watched on the other side of the glass. Elliot felt utterly helpless. Watching his child being questioned by a sex crimes detective, wondering if something awful had happened to him, it was like a bad dream.
"Elliot," Melinda walked towards Elliot and Kathy.
"Well?" Elliot asked, desperate to hear that she had found nothing abnormal.
"Everything looks fine. There are no marks, no suggestion that anything physical or sexual-" Melinda stopped as Kathy brought her hand to her mouth. "I'm sorry," she placed a comforting hand on the other woman's arm. "He's okay."
Kathy turned back to the interview room where her son was. He had clambered over to Olivia and was no sitting on her lap, his hands cupping her face as he laughed. Olivia held him tightly as she stood up and walked towards the exit. As soon as the door opened Kathy reached out for her son, taking him from Olivia almost instantly. "You're okay baby," she whispered as she smothered Eli in kisses.
"I think he's okay. He's friendly, he didn't react to the photo-"
"Melinda said the same thing, no signs of trauma," Elliot told her.
"Thank God," Olivia sighed with relief. "I am… so sorry that you've had to go through this Kathy," Olivia started, stopping as the guilt of what she had done just weeks before with the woman's husband hit her. "Uh, I should-"
"Olivia, thank you," Kathy whispered, holding Eli impossibly closer to her.
"Don't mention it, just make sure you guys get yourselves somewhere safe. And you," she placed a hand on Eli's soft curls, "you be a good boy." Olivia walked towards the door, one step away from complete and utter self hatred. She had looked his wife in the eye and spoken to her as if she hadn't almost slept with her husband. Greater things were at risk, like making sure that Eli was okay, but she was disgusted with herself.
"Elliot, the twins should be here soon and then we need to go, do you have anything in your locker that you want to bring? You should get it now."
"Kathy…" Elliot started. "I have to stay here." He watched as his wife frowned.
"No, you don't, you're in danger too Elliot so you need to come with us. We have to stay together-"
"Kathy, there's every chance that nothing else is going to happen." He was lying. "But it's me that they want, not you, you need to be as far away from me as possible."
"No, we're not going without you." Kathy struggled to keep her voice low as Eli watched the exchange between his mother and father.
"Uh," Olivia walked towards them again, almost nervously. "I was just thinking maybe Eli would like a drink?" she asked, knowing that the par would not be able to talk if their son was with them.
"Thank you," Kathy handed Eli to Olivia. Once they were gone it started again.
"Kathy-"
"I'm serious, do you think I would just leave you? If you're the one they want then you have to make sure that you're safe-"
"I will. But I'm not running away."
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"Well," Melinda started, looking around Olivia's apartment. "There's no evidence that anything has been tampered with in here, the locks are intact, the windows are secure."
Olivia felt as though she was over reacting but she couldn't help it. She had felt uneasy in her home for weeks, and now that she knew someone had been near Elliot and his children she wondered if maybe there was more to it than paranoia. As she and Melinda spoke there were two men in the bedroom checking that the windows were secure.
Olivia couldn't help but feel uneasy. She had had no tape delivered to her house, no sign of any threat at all. She thought out of both she and Elliot, that she would be the one that they came after, if not both of them. Something just didn't add up.
"Do you really think they would be stupid enough to come after you both here?" Melinda asked.
"They went after Elliot already, they may not have hurt Eli but they wanted him to know that they are watching. I hope I'm wrong but I just feel like it's the beginning of something…"
"Doctor Warner?" one of the men called Melinda into the bedroom. After a few moments she walked back into the living room where Olivia was waiting anxiously.
"What is it?" Olivia asked. "A tape? Did you find something-"
"Olivia, have you had any men here recently? Have you been… Have you been sexually active?" Melinda asked, hoping the answer was yes.
"I…How recently?" Elliot was the last man who had been in her bed, that was weeks ago. She had spent time with Pete, but they had yet to sleep together. She wasn't ready. They had barely seen each other as she'd been so busy with work but when she had, she genuinely enjoyed his company. She barely thought of Elliot at all when she was with him…
"In the past week?"
"No, why?" Olivia took a deep breath, not sure If she wanted to know the answer. "Melinda?"
"Your underwear drawer was open, there are traces of semen-"
"What?" Olivia brought her hand up to her mouth, she felt physically sick. "How…" she shook her head.
"I don't know, none of the locks have been forced. We've got a sample, I'll take it to the lab and we'll figure this out. You should..pack a bag. This could be nothing-" Melinda knew that It wasn't nothing, that someone had broken in and masturbated in Olivia's bedroom, but she really didn't know what else to say.
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"There were traces of semen on the drawer, on underwear… and in the bed," Melina watched as Olivia shifted uncomfortably. Cragen, Munch, Fin, Elliot and Phil all listened closely. Elliot tensed his jaw as anger bubbled in the pit of his stomach.
"There were no traces anywhere else in the house but we traced the DNA, we got a match." Melinda turned to the electronic board behind her.
Olivia glared as familiar face popped up on the screen.
"Kieran Matthews, aged 37. Previous for rape, he just got out after a long stretch a year ago."
"We know him," Elliot spoke through gritted teeth. "He's one of the bastards who tried to kill us. So he's been in her house? How?"
"We don't know, there's no sign of a break in…" Melinda stopped, knowing what she was about to say was going to cause trouble.
"Son of a bitch…" Elliot clenched his fists. Anything could have happened to her, that bastard has been inches away from her. He had watched as his wife and children drove to safety less than an hour ago. He had protected them. How the hell hadn't he realised that they were being watched? Both his family and Olivia were inches away from danger and he hadn't noticed a thing.
"Okay, we need to find somewhere for you both to stay," Cragen started, unwilling to hear the usual excuses. He stopped as neither Elliot or Olivia said a word. They were both simply staring straight ahead. Cragen stepped towards Olivia, "We're going to get these bastards."
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Olivia lay in a cot in the crib, it had been three hours since she had been ordered to get some rest by Captain Cragen. Neither she or Elliot was allowed to leave the station despite their ver best arguments. She was sure Elliot was in the gym punching the hell out of something.
She couldn't sleep. How could she even thing about sleeping knowing that Kieran had been in her house? She should have trusted her instincts. She had felt as though she was being watched, little things had been out of place but she was sure that she was just over tired. She had been so sure…
"Olivia!" Fin burst through the door. "You're gonna wanna see this."
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"I'm telling you, I don't know who the guy was. He just gave her to me," the young woman claimed for the third time as Fin led her to the cell, closing the door and locking her in.
"If you won't stay by choice then we have to put you in here Lisa, I'm sorry. You could be in danger-"
"In danger? How can I be in danger? I don't know the guy!"
As Lisa yelled Olivia looked down at the tiny baby in her arms. "This is Sophia, Elaine named her. She showed me a photo… She's still wearing the same clothes."
"Looks like she's been looked after, she's clean…" Cragen looked from Olivia to the baby. "I want Warner to look over her, then we'll call social services. Lisa claims that a man simply walked up to her and handed her the baby, she took her to the nearest police station and they brought her here."
"You don't want to take her to the hospital?" Olivia asked, frowning.
"Right now this baby and Lisa are our only links to the child smuggling ring. That idiot isn't going to talk," he gestured to the interview room. Lisa can identify the man who gave her the baby, they'll want to get rid of her quickly."
"What if they knew we would find her? What if this is a part of their plan?"
"I don't want to do what they think we're going to do. If they know we have the baby then they would think that we'd take her to the hospital. There are people watching the station, watching yours and Elliot's apartments. We'll get them sooner or later. If Warner thinks even the tiniest thing is wrong then we'll take the baby to the hospital. But for now, we all stay here."
Olivia had never seen her Captain like this. He was worried. She nodded as he spoke, knowing he would not put the child at risk. "Captain, you think they're planning something? Something soon?"
"I don't want to risk anything. With Eli, your apartment and now the baby? They're making themselves known. They're letting us know that they're out there. They could disappear and we'll never see them again, but we need to make sure you and Elliot are safe until then. We have people working on this around the clock to try and find these bastards, and they will, until then we just have to play it safe."
"It's okay little girl," Olivia held Sophia against her chest as she began to fuss. "She can't be more than a week old Captain, someone must know who she belongs to?"
"You want to try and find the birth mother?"
"Well, what if the baby was taken without permission? What if she was bullied or abused? I just want to give her the option to have her baby back."
"That's something we can focus on as soon as these men are behind bars."
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"I bet you thought you were pretty clever bringing my son into it hey?" Elliot asked the man who had murdered Elaine Bamford and her husband. He had yet to give his real name and simply sat grinning.
"Isn't there supposed to be someone else in here with you?" he asked, smirking. "You're not supposed to take me from my cell and interrogate me on your own, does your captain know you're in here?"
"Why?" Elliot asked, leaning towards the other man. "You scared to be alone with me?"
"Take these cuffs off and I'll show you who's scared. You know Elliot, they're waiting for you. They're coming for you and your little partner and they are going to kill you both."
"Not a chance. This is my place, these are my rules. How does it feel to know you've been sacrificed? You've been sent here, by Rogers, he's not going to help you. You're going to jail." Elliot ignored his previous comment, he had suspected that Rogers and his men were just lying in wait but he refused to give the bastard the satisfaction of being scared. He was in the station, Olivia was there too. They were surrounded by officers trying to find the bastards, they were safe, for now.
"Maybe I'm supposed to be here?"
"What? To bring the tape? To let us know that you've been watching-"
"Not just me Elliot," the man grinned. "All of us, all of us have been watching every move you make. Every move your partner makes, every move your wife makes and your precious children. You're daughter, Elizabeth, she's a real looker. I'd love to bend her over and-" before he could finish his back slammed against the wall, hard. Elliot gripped his throat, unable to let go as anger ripped through him.
"You touch my kids, you touch my family and I will kill you. Do you understand?" Elliot gritted through clenched teeth. "Do you understand?" he rammed the man against the wall again.
"Elliot!"
Before he knew it he was being dragged out of the room by Fin and Cragen.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? I didn't tell you to talk to him-"
"He was near my son-"
"Stay the hell away from him Stabler!" Cragen ordered. "He's the only lead we have. You are not to go within 10 feet of that man."
"I'm sorry…" Elliot inhaled deeply, struggling to catch his breath after his angry outburst.
"Go to Warner, there's something you may want to see."
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"She's a little but small, but other than that she's in perfect health." Melinda handed Sophia back to Olivia. "When do social services get here?"
"They said a few hours," Olivia sighed, looking at the little girl. "She's barely a week old and already she's been through so much."
"She's okay, she's going to be okay."
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Hours later Sophia was safely with social services and Lisa had been taken to a safe house, just for a few days, they hoped. Olivia sat at her desk, just inches away from the cage and the man they had arrested who still remained nameless. His prints proved that he had never been in trouble before. They were no closer to finding anything. She felt as though Rogers and his men were just waiting for a chance to swoop, but at the same time she felt stupid for feeling so paranoid. They may well have been simply trying to scare Olivia and Elliot… It had worked.
"Hey, Olivia…" the nameless man called.
"It's Detective Benson," Olivia replied, without even looking at him.
"Oh come on now, can't we be friends? I'd love to get friendly with you," he sniggered. "Do you ever get friendly with your partner Olivia? I bet he'd love to screw you, I'm sure his wife is nothing compared to you in the sack, am I right?"
"Are you done?" Olivia asked, again, refusing to look up at him, focussing on the files in front of her.
"Do you let him fuck you-"
"Shut your mouth." Elliot appeared almost out of nowhere."Can I talk to you?" he asked quietly. Olivia nodded and they walked towards an empty room.
"You guys just can't help yourselves can you? You be sure to give her a little something from me!"
Elliot closed the door, ignoring the shouts from the cage. For the first time since his return both he and Olivia were alone in a room together.
"What is it?" Olivia asked, careful not to get to close.
"I wanted to check you were okay," he spoke slowly. He had been concerned about her the entire time that he had been gone, and now, knowing that animal had been in her apartment? It made him feel sick.
"I'm fine, what about you? It's been a tough day, with Eli…"
"I just don't know what I would have done…" he shook his head.
"It didn't happen Elliot, he wasn't abused. You saw how he reacted to the picture, he didn't even flinch-"
"I know, I know but the thought of those bastards being anywhere near my family. And I… I feel like we're their prey now, that they're just waiting to attack. I can't do nothing."
"We have to do nothing. We know what they're like, just how vicious they are. Munch and Fin and Phil are out there now, with backup, they are looking everywhere. And they've gotten stupid, letting us find this asshole, the baby, Lisa. They are going to trip up again sooner or later and then this is all over, until then we just have to make sure we stay safe."
"I want you to stay safe," he spoke before he'd really thought about it.
"Elliot," Olivia started. She couldn't do this with him, not now. She was wracked with guilt about what they had done, about what it would do to his family if they ever found out. She had held his son and faced his wife just hours before and she hated herself. "We just need to get through these few days, that's all. They will slip up, they may not even know that we have him-" Olivia answer her phone as a text message came through.
"What?"
"It's an officer from New Jersey, they have Kieran and Rogers, they were arrested this morning. And we have a name for this guy."
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"That was quick Stabler." The man laughed as Elliot and Olivia exited the small room they had been in. "Did you bend her over the desk? Man what I wouldn't give to see her face as I pushed my-"
"James Baldwin." As Elliot spoke the man froze. "You thought you were clever huh?" James stayed silent. Elliot smirked. "You wanna know what the even funnier thing is? We know that you have a storage unit just an hour away from here. And I'm betting that if we go there, we'll find some clue as to where the rest of the kids are…" Elliot watched as James gave a confused glance. "Oh, you didn't know that we found the baby that you were supposed to deliver to the Bamfords? You found out that they spoke to us?"
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"So what now?" Olivia asked Captain Cragen. Munch and Fin had taken Baldwin to the tombs, Phil was on the phone to his captain confirming the news about Rogers and Kieran.
"Now, you two go to the lock up. Try to find any useful information, let's find these kids. "
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"Do you really think he would have left something here that could help us find the kids?" Olivia asked as Elliot drove towards the storage units, it was almost dark.
"By the look on his face when we told him we knew about this place, there has to be something."
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"Where are Benson and Stabler?" Phil asked practically racing down the stairs from the crib.
"They've gone to the storage unit, why?" Cragen asked with a frown.
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Elliot sighed as for the fifth time he circled around the storage unit, the gates were locked, every single one, with no one around, no security, no one. There were no buildings or stores, the lock up was in the middle of nowhere. He stopped in front of the main entrance and switched the engine off.
"Elliot maybe we should come back tomorrow," Olivia suggested. She was utterly exhausted.
"No, by tomorrow he could have called someone to get rid of any evidence that's in there."
"Look, there's a car," she sat up in her seat as a car at the end of the road slowly made its way towards the entrance.
"Let's hope this is the guard," Elliot mumbled. "Maybe after this we could go somewhere, eat or…just talk?" Elliot asked, he turned to Olivia. "Liv?" he asked.
"Why are they speeding up?" Olivia asked as the other car gradually sped up.
"Maybe they don't know that the gate is locked?" he asked, turning to watch.
"Elliot, start the engine," Olivia placed a hand on his arm, her eyes never leaving the fast approaching car.
"What?"
"Something's not right, start the car." She could feel panic building in the pit of her stomach, something didn't add up. Elliot twisted the key and prepared to drive.
"Elliot!" Olivia cried out as the car swerved off of the road and sped towards them.
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"New Jersey don't have Matthews and Rigers, the two men they arrested claimed to be them and had their ID but finger prints don't lie." Phil reached for his phone and dialled Olivia's number straight away.
"Wait, that means they're still out there?"
"This has been a trap from the minute Baldwin got here, he got himself caught on purpose, this has been their plan the entire time."
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Elliot groaned. His chest felt as though it had something incredibly heavy on top of it. He struggled to catch his breath. He opened his eyes slowly, unsure of where he was or what had happened and suddenly it his him. The car had driven straight into them.
Olivia.
"Liv," he grimaced in pain as he moved almost instantly, forgetting that he had been injured. The pain in his chest intensified. "Olivia," he turned and froze.
She wasn't moving. Blood was dripping along her face, neck and chest from a large wound on her head.
"Liv," he struggled to move towards her, crying out as he unbuckled his belt. Something was broken, his ribs, his collar bone, he didn't know, he didn't care. "Olivia, wake up for me-" his heart dropped as he heard a familiar voice and the sound of someone moving outside of his door.
"Stabler, fancy seeing you here…"
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