AN: Thanks for reading and reviewing. I had a really horrible, horrible day, so it was a good thing I had this written last night. I hope you enjoy and I'll try to get another chapter out soon.

EOEOEOEO

It was immediately apparent that Jason Logan was just as surprised to see Olivia as she was to see him. He stumbled backward as he stood up, dropping the flowers again.

"What are you doing here?" he sputtered as he finally stood, just a few feet from her.

"What am I doing here?" Olivia asked. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I came to check on Amy." He said indignantly, as if he had every right to be there.

"You stay away from her." Olivia said. She knew there was no restraining order…now way to force him to legally comply. She cursed under her breath because this was another time she didn't have her badge and gun. Damn it.

"Or what? You're going to hit me again?" Jason said with a sneer in his voice.

That riled Olivia up, even though she knew she needed to stay calm. She wasn't afraid, even though deep down, she knew she probably should be. She had no idea what he was capable of. "You know I didn't hit you, you son-of-a-bitch." She hissed, taking a step closer to him. Her fists were clenched at her sides and she tried to look threatening without actually threatening him.

Jason shook his head, unfazed by her words. "You can't prove anything. If you could, we wouldn't be standing here right now." Now it was he that took a step closer to Olivia and she froze, bracing herself for a punch or a push. "I was simply taking care of a friend." he hissed.

"Where did you take her?" Olivia asked in a whisper. Jason seemed cocky right now…maybe he would tell her his secrets since he obviously didn't view her as a threat.

"I brought her back to her hotel, so she could sleep it off. Before anything bad could happen to her."

"I'm a friend of hers. I was taking her back to her hotel." Olivia argued. "You're so worried about people, but you didn't give a damn about leaving me blacked out and defenseless on the street."

"You're nothing like Amy. Amy is sweet and naïve. She needs my protection. You…look at you." He motioned towards her, and swept his hand up and down.

Olivia wasn't quite sure what he meant, but she assumed he thought her unsavory in some way. She didn't have to wait long for him to supply an answer.

"You're a cop. Surrounded by rapists and perverts, day in and day out. Who does that, other than someone with a sick, twisted mind?" He ducked his head towards hers. "You enjoy that? Talking to men about their sick fantasies?" He whispered.

Olivia leaned back. He was getting too close.

"I put those men in prison." Olivia said darkly, unsure of why she was defending herself to Logan, but feeling the need to.

"I saw how you and your friends were dressed. How you were dancing in that club." He said, and there was agitation in his voice. "I know Amy didn't want to be there." He said angrily. "You dragged her there." He took another step towards Olivia, forcing her to take a step backwards.

Jason was really angry, and now Olivia was starting to wish she hadn't pushed him. She looked around the lobby of the apartment building, wishing another tenant would come in. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a security camera mounted on the corner of the lobby, pointed right at them. She knew then that this was being recorded…she hoped the camera was working…

She knew what she had to do now.

"You don't know shit about Amy." She said, stabbing a finger at him. "She likes to go out. She said she was happy that you were out of her life. She wanted to date other men…"

Jason took a step closer, and Olivia took another step back. "Shut up." He said menacingly.

"Sleep with other men." Olivia continued. She was still moving back, feeling behind her for the wall as Jason took small steps towards her, his entire attention focused on her face.

"Shut up." He said, his voice darker and angrier.

"She doesn't love you." Olivia said with a smile on her face.

"You whore. Shut the fuck up."

Olivia's back hit the wall and Jason stopped, a mere two feet away from her. His face was pure red, and she could see the rage in his eyes. He had completely lost control and she knew he was moments away from lashing out.

"She never loved you, you crazy, fucking son-of-a-bitch."

She braced herself for what she knew was coming. Jason lashed out, striking her with his fist in her already blackened eye. Olivia couldn't help but let out a howl. The pain was excruciating. Jason grabbed her upper arms and smashed her back against the wall. The back of her head bounced off the wall with the force of it, and her head started to swim Jason was yelling at her…an unintelligible string of swear words. She heard the word whore and bitch and crazy, but she couldn't focus with the pain.

She knew she was going to black out if her head hit the wall again, but it was too late. She was falling to the ground and Jason was falling with her. They were on the ground and he had his knees on either side of her thighs. He was agitated and disorganized, and his neck punch missed her completely, hitting her in the right shoulder. It hurt like hell, but the way he pulled back his hand let her know that it hurt his hand as well, and he howled as he cupped his right hand with his left.

"You fucking bitch!" he howled, spittle spraying from his mouth.

Olivia didn't wait another second. He had left himself in a vulnerable position and she brought her knee up hard, hitting him squarely in the balls. He let out an unearthly howl and fell to the side, cupping himself between his legs. Olivia scrambled to the side, setting off a wave of dizziness, and waved as he writhed on the floor. Her adrenaline was pumping and she was breathing heavily, but she couldn't do more than scramble a few feet away from him as he lay whimpering on the floor.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and hit Elliot's number on her speed dial. He answered on the first ring.

"El." She rasped into the phone.

In the next second, she saw a flash of movement, and say Jason had scrambled to his knees.

"Jason…" she said. She could hear Elliot yelling her name in the phone as Jason lunged at her again. Her phone went flying as he slapped it out of her hand, and she put her hands up in defense. He was still breathing heavily as he scrambled to his feet, and he still held one hand at his groin.

"This isn't over." He hissed.

And then he shuffled out the door.

Olivia let out a deep breath as she sunk back against the cold tile floor. She didn't know where her phone went, but she knew Elliot had heard the ruckus and was probably in full blown panic right now. No doubt he and 20 officers would be here any minute. She closed her eyes, lost in the pain.

EOEOEOEOEOEO

Elliot's heart dropped when he heard Olivia's voice on the other end of the phone. He could hear the distress in her voice and commotion in the background. And when she had uttered Jason's name, his blood froze. He had been up and out of his seat before the words were out of her mouth, motioning at Fin and Munch.

He was yelling into the phone, asking her where she was, and he heard Fin asking for a trace of her phone as all three of them raced out of the squad room. A minute later, the dispatcher was relaying her coordinate and they were pulling out of the parking lot. Elliot realized it was the same address they had dropped Amy off at before, and he hit the lights and siren on the sedan. It still took them 20 minutes to get there, which, in his mind, was 20 minutes too long.

They pulled up behind the ambulance, and they were out of the car in seconds. They flashed their badges, and Elliot led the charge into the building. He saw Olivia sprawled on the floor, with two EMT's flanking her on either side. He couldn't see her as they were attending her, and he didn't want to interfere, but he had to see her.

"Liv." He called, standing down by her feet. He saw her left eye was swollen shut again, and she had blood dripping from her nose. He could see the pain etched in her face as the EMT's checked her out and when she saw him, she closed her eyes.

Olivia hated for Elliot to see her like this again. She had baited Jason on purpose, but now, with the pain in her head and the nausea rolling through her body, she was second guessing her decision. And then the concern in Elliot's face…she hated that she had put him through this again.

She opened her eyes as she felt herself being lifted and she saw Elliot still standing by her feet. Once she was on the gurney, he was at her side, and he slid his hand over hers.

"Olivia." He whispered. "God, what happened?" His eyes scanned down her body, and he saw blood on her t-shirt. "Did Jason do this to you?"

"Sir, move out of the way." One of the EMT's pushed him out of the way as they tried to move towards the ambulance.

"Check the video." Olivia said.

"What?" Elliot didn't know what shew was referring to and he repeated himself. "What?"

Olivia lifted her head as they loaded her into the ambulance, despite the pain wracking her body. "The video." She said.

"I'll follow you to the hospital." Elliot yelled as they closed the ambulance doors and took off.

Fin and Munch walked up behind him, flanking him on either side. "Did she say anything?"

Elliot was torn between tearing after the ambulance and looking around the lobby. He knew there would be a short period of time when he wouldn't be able to see her, so he turned and walked back into the lobby of the apartment building. There were at least 6 uniformed officers in the small area, marking blood stains on the floor.

God, was that Olivia's blood or Jason's?

He saw Olivia's cell phone, resting against one of the far walls. He wanted to pick it up, but knew it was part of the crime scene. He wondered if she had recorded the altercation on her phone. He stood over it and Fin walked over.

"What did Liv say?"

"She said something about video." Elliot said.

"You think she recorded it on her phone?"

"I don't know."

"There's a security camera in the corner." Munch said, as he walked up to join them, overhearing the comments.

He pointed up at the ceiling, and they all looked up at the blinking light.

"That has to be it." Elliot said. "She knew they were being recorded." He said, in awe. "What the hell happened here tonight?" he asked, more to himself than anyone else.

"You go to the hospital." Munch said, slapping him on the shoulder. "Make sure she's OK. Fin and I will track down this security footage. Cross your fingers that this camera was even working."

EOEOEOEOEOEOEO

Elliot couldn't believe he was in the waiting room of the hospital again. Less than 48 hours than last time. The doctor was in with Olivia now, and he wasn't allowed in.

The only comfort he took was that she was conscious when he saw her. She didn't appear to have any broken bones. As awful as some new bruises would be, he was hopeful that those were the extent of her injuries.

It was a full 30 minutes before the nurse came out and told him he could come into the exam room. She explained that Olivia had to stay overnight for observation, and that he wasn't to agitate her. He had 15 minutes before they took her for a CT scan; the doctor was worried about the blow to her head, so soon after the last one. Then they would move her to a regular room.

When he walked in the room, he paused at the door. She had her eyes closed, there was an ice pack on her eye and dried blood still on her face. He watched her, breathing in…breathing out. He felt overwhelmed with emotion. They had both been hurt on the job before, him more than her, but this was different. They were different.

Elliot took a few steps into the room, trying to walk quietly so he didn't wake her.

"I'm not sleeping." Olivia said quietly. She could sense Elliot was there, even without opening her eyes. She still didn't open them as he crossed the room. her head hurt, and the light made it even worse. She turned her left hand palm up, and it was seconds before Elliot's fingers intertwined with hers.

"What happened?" Elliot asked.

Olivia didn't really feel like she had the strength to even talk about it. "Did you watch the video?"

"Fin is tracking it down."

"He was there. He was just there." She said, her voice still a whisper.

Elliot didn't interrupt. He wanted to let her tell the story in her own time. Her voice was groggy, and he wondered if they had given her something for pain.

"I asked what he was doing there." She relayed the rest of the story as best she could, but some of the details escaped her, and she felt incredibly tired. She hadn't finished telling him when the hospital aide came to take her for testing.

Elliot leaned over and lifted her hand, kissing it gently as they wheeled her away. "Rest. I'll see you in your room."

EOEOEOEOEO

Elliot had been watching Olivia sleep for the past two hours, dozing off and on in the chair next to her. He heard the door open, and saw Fin motioning towards him. He glanced at Olivia, but she hadn't stirred. He followed Fin out to the lobby, and saw Cragen and Munch standing there.

"We've got him." John said. He proceeded to explain what they saw on the video, and it was clear that Jason had attacked her. "We can arrest him for assault."

"And Tucker will have to drop the potential charges against Olivia." Cragen added.

"On top of that, we've just tracked down some more of the video from around Amy's hotel, so we still need to go through it, but we're hoping it'll show us something." Fin explained.

"So, we can get him for both." Munch said.

"You have Logan in custody?" Elliot asked anxiously. He had wanted a few minutes alone with Logan before, but now…

Cragen shifted on his feet. "Not yet."

"Goddamnit." Elliot yelled. "He's still out there?"

"We have uniforms on Amy's apartment 24/7." Cragen informed him.

"He's not going to show up back there." Elliot said in disgust.

"This guy ain't playing with a full deck." Fin said. "We think he might."

Elliot nodded. They were probably right. There was something off about Logan, and probably in his mind, he hadn't done anything wrong. "You don't think he'll come after Olivia, do you?"

"Olivia isn't his main target. She's not the one he wants." Cragen said. "So, I don't think so. But we'll keep uniform outside her room as a precaution."

"I'll be here too."

"I wouldn't have expected anything else."

EOEOEOEOEOEO

It was a long evening and a long night in the hospital. Nurses were in and out of the room. Olivia looked like hell, and felt even worse. She wanted to sleep, but couldn't. At least not for more than twenty minutes at a time. Elliot had tried to comfort her, then humor her, but now he just stayed out of the way, letting her know he was there if she needed anything.

He had started to close his eyes when his phone started buzzing. He rushed out of the room, not wanting to wake Olivia, who had finally fallen into a restless sleep. He answered it on the third ring, and heard Fin's voice on the other end.

"I think we got a lead on Logan." Fin said in a hushed tone.

"Yeah?' Elliot said, waiting to hear the details. "You picking him up?"

"Thought you might like to tag along." Fin said. "It's just me and Munch…."

Fin let that hang there, and Elliot knew what he was telling him. He hadn't notified anyone else of their lead.

Time for a little one-on-one with Logan.

"Tell me where you are."