Olivia watched as the police car sped away. "Move," Billy yelled as he pushed her into the warehouse, gun still pointed at her temple. He reached into her jacket and took her gun.
"What do you want from me?" Liv spat in his face, tears streaming down her face.
"Oh, you'll see." He shoved Liv into the small room and threw her onto the cot. He grabbed her cuffs off her belt and cuffed her hands together at the top of the cot. She tried to fight him as best as she could, but he was too strong. She kicked and kicked. He slapped her across the face.
"Let me go please!" Olivia begged. He began to kiss her cheeks and neck. She jolted her head to try and avoid them. "Stop, please," she whispered.
"But why? We're just getting started." With that straddled her waist and planted a kiss on her lips.
Elliot arrived at the precinct; Cragen was outside of the door waiting on him. Elliot unbuckled Josie, and carried her over to Cragen.
"I'm going back for Liv."
"Elliot, you just can't—"
"Captain, I'm going back, and you can't stop me." With that, Elliot hopped into his car and sped off, praying. Please God, protect Olivia. Please, oh please. Let her be alright.
Elliot reached the warehouse. He stopped his car and raced inside. He knew where Olivia was. He ran to the room.
"Stop!" Olivia screamed. When Billy didn't stop kissing her, she bucked him off of her. He flew into the wall.
"You're gonna pay for that." He hit her in the stomach, then the face. He kept hitting her, over and over. Olivia was barely hanging on to consciousness when they both
heard the tires squeal on Elliot's car.
"Shoot," Billy frantically began searching for his gun. He saw it out of the corner of his eye, but by then Elliot had already made it to the door gun raised. Elliot looked over at Liv. She was covered in blood. Oh, God, please don't say she is dead or was rap—NO don't think about that now!
Billy thought he had a chance so he lunged for the gun.
Bang! The shot rang out through the air.
"Ahh… my leg!" Billy shouted.
Elliot grabbed his cuffs, "Billy Haynes, you are under arrest anything you say can and will be used against you in the court or law." Elliot quickly rushed him outside where Munch and Fin were waiting. Cragen must have called them. "Take him in, I've gotta get Liv." Elliot had never sprinted so fast in his life. He rushed over to her and picked up his phone, "Yeah, I need a bus at the warehouse on 34th Avenue."
"Liv, Liv, honey?"
"Elliot?"
"Liv, were you rape—"Elliot could barely hold back the tears welling in his eyes.
"No, no, he just hit me. Elliot?" Liv was drifting in and out.
"Shh… I'm here, I'm here." He found her keys to her cuffs and unlocked her wrists. He gently picked her up and carried her out of the warehouse.
"Elliot, I can't-" Liv passed out in his arms.
"Liv, stay with me. Stay with me."
Outside an ambulance had just made its way there. Elliot placed Liv on the stretcher. "I'm going with her."
"I don't think—"
"You don't think?! Look I'm going. I'm her partner. I'm not leaving her." Elliot yelled.
"Okay," the paramedic said quietly.
"Look, I'm sorry, but I'm not leaving her again." Elliot said. He climbed into the back of the ambulance. They closed the doors and rushed away. Elliot grabbed her hand and laced his fingers with hers. With his other hand, he gently stroked her hair. She was a mess, blood matted in her hair, but somehow in all that mess she was still so beautiful. They reached the hospital in a little less than 3 minutes. The paramedics rushed her into urgent care.
"Sir, I'm sorry, you'll have to wait here. We'll give you any news whenever we get some."
Elliot stood in the lobby as the paramedics took the most important thing in his life away. He sat down on the couch and put his face in his hands. This was his fault. Why did he drag her into this mess?
He watched as Cragen, Fin, Munch, and Casey walked into the lobby.