Hey you guys. Sorry for the HUGE typo I had. I cannot believe I titled it If Want To Get Out Alive. I also can't believe people actually read it. If you did...see that and read it...well thank you for giving my dumbness a chance. If you didn't see it well disregard from here up.

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"Way to grab the reader's attention. I wonder what sort of foolishness Olivia has managed to get herself into this time... Gee wiz, she is always causing some sort of a rucus!"

"Some sort of a rucus" love that line

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Law and Order: Special Victims Unit

If You Want To Get Out Alive

Chapter 1

Hold On

Elliot got up at five-thirty the next morning. He went through his regular routine then he headed for the kitchen. Olivia's figure sleeping made him pause at the couch. He stood there staring at her for a moment, wondering what kind of trouble she had gotten into that she couldn't tell him.

Olivia started to move in her sleep. She was thrashing around like she was trying to get away from someone. He walked closer to her as she made a tiny scream. She was getting closer and closer to the edge of the couch.

He grabbed her to prevent her from falling off. She didn't stop fighting as he held her against his chest.

"Isaac! No." She said

He looked down at her. "Olivia wake up."

Her eyes opened and shut, trying to get used to the light.

"Liv, what was that about?" Elliot asked, "Who's Isaac?"

"N-nobody." Olivia said wondering why she was on his lap in nothing but a shirt and underwear.

She scooted herself off of his lap, and was surprised when he gently grabbed her chin.

"Who is he?" he demanded

She looked down to get out of his grasp. Also she didn't want to look at him when he was that disappointed in her.

"Please, tell me." Elliot asked

"My ex-boyfriend." Olivia said

Elliot looked into her beautiful brown eyes and could see the hurt. Whoever Isaac was, Elliot didn't like him already.

"What he do to you, Liv?" Elliot asked

"We got in a fight and it got a little violent." Olivia said

A thought shot into Elliot head that angered him. "Did he rape you?"

She didn't really want to discuss this with him anymore. "Elliot,"

"Did he rape you?" He asked forcefully.

Olivia looked down, "He tried," her voice told Elliot that she was close to crying.

He pulled her into a hug.

Later that day, Elliot followed her to the coffeepot. She didn't realize he was behind her until he spoke.

"What's his last name?" he said at random.

"Elliot, please don't." Olivia said pouring the cup.

"Don't even pull that with me. You know you would tell any rape victim to pursue her attacker, why can't you do the same?" Elliot said as the discussion got a little more heated.

"I'm not a rape victim!" Olivia said a bit too loud.

She glanced over at Munch and Fin, they had heard it. She tried to ignore them.

"What's his name?" Elliot asked persistently

Olivia looked up from her coffee. "Lucifer," Olivia lied, walking off.

Elliot was looking up every Isaac in Manhattan who had a record. He printed out their mug shots. There was about twenty-five of them. He was looking specifically for former offenses like assault and battery and domestic charges.

He did this while Olivia was in court so she wouldn't find out. Their relationship was a little tense at the time anyways. He was flipping through the Isaacs trying to find ones that would be close to her attacker.

"Elliot," Munch said walking up behind him with a cup of coffee, "What's up with you and Liv?"

Elliot shut the folder and pushed it to the corner of his desk. "Nothing, just a little disagreement."

"About?" Munch asked nosily eyeing the manila folder.

"She thought I was being overprotective." Elliot said

Munch was now looking at the computer. Elliot remembered that he didn't minimize the search for Isaac.

"Why are you looking for an Isaac?" Munch asked

"Just something a victim said," Elliot stated wishing Munch would just go away.

"Innocent until pursued by the police, El. We aren't looking for an Isaac." Munch said

Elliot knew he couldn't go a whole conversation without a some sort of theory.

Olivia was in the ladies bathroom of the precinct. She was leaning up against the wall in the biggest stall. He was getting on her nerves. She knew it was because he cared but why'd he have to care so much. Deep down she was glad someone cared about her.

She walked out of the stall and washed her hands. She dried them and paused to look at her reflection in the mirror. The scratch on her forehead was fading and the bruise on her cheek looked less apparent.

She threw the paper towel away and walked out of the bathroom. She was headed back to the squad when she saw a familiar man. Scary familiar, one of the men from last night. She slipped into a conference room she knew no one was using and locked the door. She turned around and saw a woman sitting at the table. The woman's hair was cut short and didn't look very girly. She was wearing a football jersey and loose fitting jeans.

"Running from us?" She asked with a tilt of the head.

Olivia's eyes widened, she was with them.

The mysterious woman's hand came out from under the table revealing a knife.

"What are you going to kill me in a precinct?" Olivia said confidently.

The woman stood up, and walked over to Olivia. She got really close to where Olivia could smell the cigarettes on her breath.

"Look, you meet us at this address." She handed Olivia a piece of paper, "Don't and I'll have one of my boys break both of your knees."

She was cocky, really arrogant. Olivia didn't understand that, if it wasn't for the knife, Olivia could take her.

She pulled it up in front of Olivia's face, and then snapped it shut. She made her exit and Olivia waited until it was pretty obvious they were all gone. She had one thing to decide, whether or not to tell Elliot.

Thanks for reading! Please reveiw! Oh and when Olivia says Lucifer, it isn't his exact name. She just said that to get Elliot off her back.