Well, this is the last chapter, and now you'll find out whether Elliot can save Olivia, or if he'll be too late…enjoy!

"Damn it!" Elliot roared, fear gripping his heart as he whipped out his cell and hit speed dial for Cragen. "Cragen."

"It's Elliot. Olivia's gone."

"What?!"

"I woke up, the shower was running. I checked after a half hour and she wasn't in there."

"Ah, goddamn it!" Cragen muttered, and hung up. Elliot understood, he had to get the information out to every cop and news station available; maybe someone had seen something and could possibly help them out. Elliot refused to let himself think about the possibility that Jon had gotten Olivia and had already killed her, but he thought logically and knew that Jon kept his victims for at least 3 days, the first to leave them alone, second to rape, third to kill. They had at least one day before Jon would start destroying the Olivia Benson he knew.

When he got into the squadroom, Munch and Fin were already there, taking tip calls from citizens in New York. Elliot hoped that some of them were useful, because there was no way in hell he was going to let Jon lay a hand on his partner. No way.

It took them a day to get an actual tip that helped them find Jon and Olivia. "Hey, Captain, I got a call from a woman who says she was Jon's ex-girlfriend." Munch called.

Elliot and Cragen both rushed over to Munch's side and Cragen took the phone. "This is Captain Cragen."

"Captain, Jon and I used to go to his old abandoned movie theatre on the outskirts of NYC, it's called Moonlit Movies, I believe. He was fascinated with that place, I thought it was creepy."

"Thank you, Miss..."

"Ella. Ella Pandora."

"Thank you, Miss Pandora." Cragen said, and hung up. "Moonlit Movies. Get me an address." He barked out, and Fin quickly pulled up the address and directions. He printed off two copies, gave one to Elliot and kept one for himself and Munch. "I'll call backup." Munch said as Elliot and Cragen rushed out. Fin and Munch followed in their own car a few minutes later.

It took Elliot about 30 frustrating minutes to get there, and as they got close, Cragen said hoarsely, "El, we have to consider the possibility that he, that he raped Olivia already."

"I know." Elliot spit out through clenched teeth, and Cragen sighed, replying,

"If he did then she's a victim, El, and you need to treat her like one. Not like your partner. Got it?"

Elliot knew Cragen meant that he couldn't overwhelm her; by demanding if she was ok, hugging her, even touching her at all. "I got it, Captain."

"Good. Then drive." Cragen said, and Elliot floored it, hopefully cutting their time down by a little.

Elliot pulled up with a screech outside the abandoned movie house. It was run down and very beat up, but looked sturdy enough. Elliot and Cragen both drew their guns, but hesitated in opening the door until they heard Olivia's scream. With no hesitation they kicked the door open and stormed the place, with flashlights and with their guns raised. Olivia kept screaming, but the sound was muffled. It was enough to know that she was somewhere in the back, so that's where they went. Finally, just as they heard sirens, they found the room where Jon and Olivia were.

"I guess I don't have time to finish up, my dear," Jon said pleasantly, and Elliot's heart was being ripped to pieces as he heard his partner sobbing. "Don't take it personally, but I'm afraid our time's almost up. It'll be quick, I promise."

"Is that what you told the others?" Olivia demanded, forcing the tears to stop.

"Oh no, they suffered. I slit their throat slowly, watched them bleed out. But I'll cut you a little deeper, it'll be less than a minute, and it'll be like falling asleep. Don't be afraid, there's a better world waiting for you, better than the ugly one you're living in now."

"I happen to like my life."

Jon laughed, and Elliot's blood ran cold as he heard the sound of a knife being scraped a few times. "Well, my dear, that's what we all think. Until we get there and it's better there than it is here."

Elliot gestured to go inside, and Cragen shook his head, mouthing, "Backup."

"Who cares? He's going to kill her!" Elliot said in a voice just under a whisper.

"Just wait a few more moments, El," Cragen said, though he obviously didn't want to wait.

"No," Elliot mouthed, and he kicked the door open, rushing inside and yelling, "NYPD!"

He saw a complete torture room; a wall filled with knives on the left, and on the right was a picture wall with a few shelves with cameras on them. The floor had a table on it where Olivia lay, only in her underwear. She was bound to the table, and Jon was standing over her with a knife at her throat. Jon's face turned red with rage and he screamed, "You're not supposed to be here yet!'

"Too bad, pal. Drop the knife." Elliot demanded, fear gripping him tightly.

A feral grin appeared on Jon's face and he said, "Fine. I'll drop it." Elliot realized the implications of his words too late, and Jon released the knife. It hurtled downward and plunged into Olivia's neck.

"NO!" Elliot screamed, dashing over to his partner's side and seeing the knife had just grazed Olivia's throat, but it was already covered in blood. Cragen cuffed Jon as Elliot covered Olivia's neck with his hands, trying to stop the bleeding.

"It's not that bad, El," Olivia rasped, and Elliot just shook his head, not trusting himself to speak at that point. He pressed down, his hands trembling as he fought the urge to put as much pressure as he could to stop the bleeding. It was her neck, and if he did that, her neck would be crushed, and she wouldn't be able to breathe.

"Don't talk, Liv," Cragen said, already speaking rapidly into his phone to get a bus there ASAP. Cragen reached down and gently touched Olivia's face so she would look at him. "Did he rape you, Olivia?"

Her eyes filled with tears, but she blinked them away and shook her head violently, saying, "No, but he came pretty damn close. You guys showed up just in time." Elliot couldn't take it anymore and hissed,

"Olivia. Shut up." Every time she talked, the wound kept bleeding. He knew that if she would stop talking, the bleeding would slowly stop and he could stop freaking out about losing his partner and best friend. Olivia shot him a glare but kept her mouth shut. Within a minute, Fin and Munch came rushing in the door, followed by uniforms and paramedics. The paramedics kneeled next to Olivia and took over for Elliot, while Fin and Munch took Jon into custody, as Cragen had cuffed him to the desk and told him that if he moved an inch, he wouldn't hesitate to empty all of his bullets in his magazine into his chest.

As Jon was hauled away, all of them were confident that Alex was going to get him the death penalty.

Olivia silently walked to the group, consisting of Cragen, Munch, Fin and Elliot. "You okay, baby girl?" Fin asked quietly, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She nodded with a sigh, saying hoarsely,

"This stupid bandage makes me look like a wimp."

Munch laughed, and rubbed her shoulder, saying, "Naw, it makes you look tough. We all just keep staring at it because it's a reminder of how close we came to losing you," His voice quieted near the end, and Olivia squeezed his hand, murmuring,

"Well, obviously I'm still here."

"Thank God," Cragen said, rubbing his face with his hand. Elliot stood silent, but then grabbed Olivia's arm gently and pulled her over to his car. Cragen looked at them, and then followed Fin and Munch to their car.

When Elliot got to the car, he spun Olivia around and pinned her against the car; before she could protest he crushed his lips to hers. Within a few moments Olivia stopped fighting back and fought to pull Elliot closer to her. "I almost lost you," Elliot breathed as he pulled back so they could breathe.

"You didn't. Now take me home, Elliot," Olivia murmured, and Elliot opened the door for her. When he pulled up to her apartment, Olivia grabbed his hand and didn't let go until they got inside, Olivia felt herself being pulled against Elliot's chest. He held onto her for a long moment, and then looked down at her. She reached up and kissed him softly, and Elliot mumbled against her lips,

"God, I love you, Olivia,"

"Love you too, Elliot," She whispered, pulling him towards her bedroom.

The end of this 3-shot! I hope you enjoyed the major angst, and then a very happy ending! Thanks so much for reading, and adios for now