I'm so sorry for the wait. I know I promised that I would have another chapter up like 2 weeks ago, but something came up that had to be taken care of and then I got really sick. So yeah im reallyyy sorry to those of you who r readin this story. I hope u like the new chapter.

Disclaimer: not mine blah blah blah…

Back at the 1-6

Elliot had just returned to let the captain know that the van was a 2001 model, but that was all that could be found. Fin and Munch didn't have any more news then they had started out with. No one had seen or heard anything. It looked like there was no hope at all.

"Damn it! How the hell are we gonna find her with no leads." Elliot was in a rage.

"Alright, just calm down. Look I know this is taking a toll on all of us, but we will find her. Right now the three of you look like shit. So, do Olivia and get some sleep in the cribs." Cragen was fed up with the lack of information, but he knew that they needed some rest.

"Captain I can't sleep knowing that God knows who is doing God knows what to Olivia."

"Elliot just try. I don't want to see you in this room for at least two hours, and that's an order."

Elliot walked up to the crib where Fin and Munch had already gone to sleep.

Olivia…

That deafening sound of the door warned her that he was back. She naked and exposed just the way he had left her, the way he liked her. He watched her cringe when he walked in. She was almost broken and now he would finish the job.

He saw the dried up rivers that had stained her cheeks. He loved the pain she felt. He drank it up and used it as his lifeline. She was his energy and he needed her in order to survive. He turned her face towards his and forced a biting kiss on her lips, sucking the air right out of her. She didn't fight, and that was good for him.

Slowly, he pulled down his pants and freed himself from his boxers. She was so silent, like she had accepted her fate. He grabbed her hand and led it to his manhood. He used his hand to guide hers up and down his member as the rivers started again down her cheeks.

Elliot…

He knew that he wasn't going to sleep. Not without knowing that Olivia was safe. He just sat there on the cot watching the minutes tick by on his watch. Time always went deathly slow when it was supposed to go fast. Every minute that was wasted just sitting there, was another minute that Olivia was missing.

She was so beautiful. He knew that if he was given the chance, he would tell her how much he loved her. He wouldn't just tell her, he would show her. They would make love all night, and she would be there when he woke up in the morning. Just thinking about it made him smile, which he hadn't done for a while. He pulled himself up from his seat and descended the stairs into the squad room.

Olivia…

He had tired of there initial contact and moved on top of her. His manhood was now positioned right in front of her face. She knew what he wanted. She just couldn't bring herself to open her mouth.

"You better open your mouth or I'll open it myself." He wasn't taking no for an answer.

Olivia just couldn't do it. He grabbed her face and rubbed himself on her mouth, hoping that she would whimper and allow him the entrance he needed. She didn't open her mouth though. So, he pinched her nostrils together and watched as she struggled to breather. Finally, she opened her mouth.

"There we go sweetie." He said as he pushed himself into her mouth. He pushed too far and she started to gag, so he pulled out a little bit. He pushed himself in and out of her mouth while she struggled below him and he could feel her tears. She was crying harder then he had thought she would. He continued on for longer then he had ever gone before reaching his climax. He forced her to swallow and then pulled out. What he wasn't expecting was for her to vomit all over.

"Oh shit! That's okay; I'll clean it up. It was your first time with me, and that can be expected." He got a wet rag and cleaned her up as she sobbed uncontrollably. He almost felt bad; he had never seen the look in her eyes. He had seen so many women broken, and he loved that. However, she was not broken. She looked more lost then anything. Her eyes looked dead, as if he had killed her, but he didn't kill his victims. He owned them, used them, and then let them go. He didn't like what he was doing to her, and that scared him. Never once had he not liked raping a woman, degrading her. She was doing something to him, and he did not like it at all. It was eating him up inside, those damn eyes.

Okay so sorry that was so short, but im really tired. Like I said im pretty sick right now and I need to sleep. Read and review if u want an update. Updates will b on Saturday nights normally. Thx. : )