Before It's Too Late

Chapter 5

A/N: I only got 2 reviews on the last chapter. This one is a little longer. If you guys dont review more then I will think that it sucks and I won't want to continue. Only 2 reviews is the reason it took so long to update, I'm loosing my motivation. This chapter is for edge15684 and eosvuluvfan. thanks for the review! here is your chapter!

Previously:

Jim caught them looking really weird, and pulled Olivia toward the door.

"Enough, were getting outta here, and Elliot, you will stay here, or I will shoot your partner and you will be wearing her brains on you jacket." Jim said

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As Jim took Olivia out of the room Elliot felt helpless. If he tried to fight then Olivia would be shot. If he let them go who knows what would happen to her. She could be raped, or murdered, both, or any combination of things. Elliot decided his best option would be to let them go. As long as she was alive he could always follow them in his car, to see where they were going. He just prayed that she would be ok. When Jim took Olivia outside he told Cindy something that made Elliot's breath hitch.

"Slash his tires."

'Shit,' Elliot thought, ' There goes my plan of following them. Now what am I going to do?

Come on Stabler think, Liv's life hangs in your decision.

Great way to put on the pressure.

Come on think of something good, you only got moments before their gone!'

Elliot's internal conflict came to an end when he heard the hiss of air as it left his tires.

"Come on please. Take me instead, please. You don't want her, take me. I will not fight, I'll go willingly, please. Just take me." Elliot pleaded.

"Oh detective, I would, but alas it is not your time. But don't worry, the two of you will be reunited soon enough." Jim laughed as he threw Olivia into the back of the van. Jim jumped in after her, and Cindy drove them where ever it was they were going.

Elliot quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.

"Detective Elliot Stabler Manhattan SVU 1-6. Badge number 6313. BOLO a silver Chrysler van, back and middle seats removed. Plate number 4df213. Wanted for kidnapping of another detective, she should be in the van. Two suspects. One white male approximately 35 years of age. 260 pounds, 6 foot 2. Short dark hair, blue eyes. No facial hair, no visible tats. Other suspect white female, 5 foot 6 about 150 pounds, approximately 30 years old. Long blonde hair, green eyes. Last seen heading down 1st street going north. Stop these people NOW!" Elliot ended the call, not caring if the operator had questions. He then dialed the station to fill in his captain.

"SVU Tutuola."

"Fin its Elliot."

"Shit where are you guys, dad's pissed." Fin interrupted.

"Fin listen. Liv was taken…" Elliot told him the whole story, and gave him the same description he gave the 911 operator. Fin said he'd come and pick him up right away.

Elliot decided he needed to figure out where it was that they had taken Olivia, so he decided to take a look through the house. Carefully searching each and every room, not caring about the mess he was making, he was looking for anything with an address, a name, a phone number, anything. He was so wrapped up in trying to find evidence he didn't hear Fin enter the house.

"El?" Fin asked more then stated.

Elliot jumped up, hand going to his gun, before he realized it was Fin.

"You find her yet?" Elliot asked.

"I haven't heard anything man, but every beat cop in the city is looking for her, not to mention the whole squad. Cragen is calling in some major favors. Munch is outside, brought you another car. CSU is on their way. Elliot this is a top priority case. We'll find her." Fin tried to comfort the man in front of him.

"I got a car?' Elliot asked, only half listening after he said that he knew nothing of Olivia's condition.

"Ya man, Mun…" Elliot cut him off by snatching the keys out of his hand, and running out the door. Seeing the empty car he jumped in it, unknowingly Fin was chasing after him. Fin jumped in the seat next to Elliot right as he was about to peal out of the driveway.

"El, you can drive but I am going with you, and I will not take no for an answer, Cragen ordered me to stay with you and help you get Olivia back safe." Fin said before Elliot had a chance to say anything.

"Fine." Elliot shocked Fin with his reply, and even more with the velocity pulling him back in his seat.

"Whoa man slow down, your not going to catch them around the corner, and were no good to Olivia if were dead!" Fin exclaimed rushing to fasten his seat belt.

Elliot just ignored him as he rushed down the road.

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"Come on please. Take me instead, please. You don't want her, take me. I will not fight, I'll go willingly, please. Just take me." Elliot pleaded.

"Oh detective, I would, but alas it is not your time. But don't worry, the two of you will be reunited soon enough." Jim laughed as he threw Olivia into the back of the van.

'Did he just say what I thought he said?! Is he really willing to become this perv's captive just so I can go free?! What is the matter with him?! Is he smoking crack, how can he do that?' Olivia's thoughts were cut short as she felt herself suddenly in the air, then falling, then crack. Her head exploded with pain. All she saw was bright light. She was fighting to stay in control, to keep herself awake, because if she passed out she wouldn't be able to tell where they were going. Not to mention she would not be able to prevent anything bad from happing to her body. She focused on what Elliot had said. She couldn't understand why he was pleading with Jim to take him. What had Jim said? Something about it not being his turn? What did that mean? She couldn't focus very well, the pain was too much. She couldn't fight it anymore. She didn't care anymore. She just let her body take control of her mind, and she let sleep over take her.

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When Olivia woke up she was in a cold, damp, dark room. Her eyes were still fuzzy with sleep. She willed her mind to focus her eyes so she could see where she was. She went to move her hands to wipe her eyes and panic took over. She couldn't move her arms. Unsure of where she was or why she was there, she tried to put together what happened before she went to sleep. The last thing she remembered was sitting at her desk looking out the window. It was such a warm day, completely the opposite of what it is now. It was sunny and bright. She was looking out the window wishing she didn't have to be at work.

'Yes that was it. What happened next? Elliot… Elliot… he threw something at me… a paper wad… yes… we were laughing so hard…' Olivia thought.

'Please…'

What the…

'Take me…'

Why was she hearing these words in Elliot's voice?

'You don't want her, take me instead.'

Everything flooded back to Olivia. She remembered being kidnapped, everything. All the memories flooded back so fast it hurt her already pounding head. That is when the real panic set in. She started thrashing and pulling at her restraints. In doing so she found out her legs were tied down as well, and she couldn't close them. She also found out she was not dressed in what she remembered being dressed in. She was in just her bra and panties.

'Oh my god, did he rape me?!?!?! No… I would remember, I would know. I would be able to feel something down there right? I would have stopped him, this would not happen to me right?!?!'

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, detective, are you panicking so soon. I expected better from you." Jim laughed an eerie laugh.

"What did you do to me you sick son of a BITCH!" She yelled that last part.

"HAHA, nothing yet. Don't worry." He came over and sat on the bed next to her hips. "My dear Olivia, you don't mind if I call you Olivia do you? Oh my," he said, grabbing her exposed crotch, "You feel good."

"STOP, leave me alone, let me go!" Olivia thrashed around trying to avoid his touch, but it was next to impossible, she was tied down so tight.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything with you yet, the time is not right. I wont do anything until I have my special friend here." Jim laughed.

"Special friend? What do you mean? Who?" Olivia asked.

"You'll find out soon enough, believe me. But first…" Jim slapped her hard.

Olivia squirmed in pain, the slap causing her head to pound worse.

"That is for asking so many questions…" This time he punched her in the stomach.

"AHHH!" Olivia screamed out in agony.

"That was just for good measures. You WILL listen to me and obey. You will not speak unless I tell you to. You will ask before you do anything. You are my property now, and I control you. You can do this one of two ways. You can either go along with me, and your pain will be kept to a minimum, or you can fight and by the time you get out of here there will not be one spot on your body that will still look like flesh. You will look like one huge bruise ball." Once again Jim punched her in the stomach. "I'll leave you for a while and you can think about what you want to do. Let me know what you decide." He left the room with a laugh.

Olivia was reeling in pain. Her head felt like it was about to explode, and thanks to Jim's outburst, now her body was as well. She didn't know what she was going to do. What ever happened she hoped Elliot would find her soon.

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