Chapter 2
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"Good." The man said smiling down at Olivia. He pushed the knife ever so lightly across the side of her neck. His grin grew as the blood ran down her neck onto her chest. Such beautiful blood. "My, my Olivia, Isn't your blood beautiful."
"What do you want?" Elliot asked over the phone, a hint of panic now in his voice. He was looking over his captain's shoulder at the computer screen.
"I've already got what I want, your dear detective. I'm only making this call because a friend of mine asked me to." He said this quietly as he pulled the silver knife blade ever so slowly across the skin on Olivia's arm, staining it red.
A small gasp of pain escaped Olivia's lips as her captor cut the skin on her arms. Trying to ignore the pain she fought the handcuffs keeping her stuck to the bed. She moved her right arm, as her left was now bleeding heavily, up and down in an attempt to free the arm stuck above her head. She was oblivious to the pain.
"Well I'm just going to play with my new friend while the drug kicks in." The man says pulling out a siring.
"No… no please don't." Oliva whispered. "Don't!"
The slap could be heard through the phone. All the detectives stopped pacing the room, and stared at the phone.
"Stop." Elliot yelled. "Stop hurting her."
"Don't worry detectives. I'll take good care of her." The man said grinning at the look of pure terror on Olivia's face. "You may be strong Olivia but you are still human and I'll find a way to break you."
Olivia felt the needle enter her skin and fought. She fought like hell, more than ever because she was Olivia Benson. She was a cop, not a victim. But even she could not stop herself from giving into the drug and falling into the swirling darkness that awaited her.
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The phone went dead and there was a second of silent shock.
"No." Elliot whispered. "There has got to be something we can do."
"We didn't get the trace…" Cragen said looking down at the computer screen. "That phone is untraceable. We are dealing with somebody who's experienced at this…" He looked over at Fin and John. They were staring at the phone in shock. They had never heard Olivia plead before. This couldn't be happening. Not to her, she can't be a victim.
"We'll get her back." Fin said suddenly. "C'mon Munch. Let's check out the apartment."
"I'll call CSU and get them over there. Look for fingerprints. Maybe on the door. Anything you didn't notice the first time you were there."
Cragen turned to Elliot. This had to be hard on him, not knowing where she was. He knew they were close, maybe closer than they should be but… he couldn't take Elliot off the case. He knew that if they lost Olivia, they lose Elliot as well. He just couldn't see Elliot coming back from that.
"Cap… I-I can handle it." Elliot said standing up shakily.
"Elliot, I know you can. I would normally take you off the case-"
Captain you can't!" Elliot interrupted.
"But in this circumstance, well we need you Elliot. You're a damn good detective and if we're going to find her in time we're going to need all the help we can get." He looked over Elliot carefully. Closer than he had looked at the man in a while. He had changed quite a bit since he first partnered up with Olivia. They brought out the best in each other, both in and out of the work place.
"I need you to stay here for now. I am going to release this story to the public and I need you to take tips for me." He held up his hand at the look on Elliot's face. "When we get something I will send you out."
"Th-thank you…" Elliot was amazed.
"And Elliot," Elliot turned to look at Cragen. "We are going to find her."
His throat tightened and he just nodded. He sat down at his desk and waited. The clock said it was 3:30. Olivia had been gone for more than 48 hour and they had not even noticed.
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Munch knocked on the door. "Manhattan SVU open the door."
"What? What do you want?" Fin rolled his eyes as the grumpy tenant came to the door.
Why hadn't they just taken the key from Elliot in the first place.
"We need you to open a door for us." Munch said as the old tenant grabbed his set of keys off the hook. "The door to Olivia Benson's apartment."
It was the look on Elliot's face. The look on his face when Olivia moaned in pain. He was on the edge and they needed to get out before he went off the deep end.
Fin looked around the apartment. CSU was on its way up but the apartment didn't look disturbed at all. It was definitely unchanged since he was last here at least.
"Fin. Look at this." Munch said motioning over to Fin from the other side of the room.
Fin looked down and was startled to see a ring of dust around where a lamp was suppose to be on the table next to the couch.
"You know… I've never been to Olivia's apartment and I was really hoping this would not be the reason I was here. " Fin turned to see Warner walking into the apartment holding rubber gloves in one hand.
"We've got trouble downstairs boys." She said in an odd voice. A voice Fin had never heard her use before. Was it fear?
"What? What is it?" Munch said oblivious to the tone of voice she had just used.
"We found a body downstairs. Looks like Olivia's captor's been busy."
Fin's eyes widened. "I think I just found his weapon of choice." He said holding up the missing lamp. The bulb and shade were missing and half of it was covered in blood.
"Bag it." Melinda said sharply to one of the CSU guys. "You two, come with me to check out this body, there may be a connection."
Ten minutes later they were standing over the mangled body of a fifty year old white male.
"Henry Walker fifty years old. Lives in room 34C." Warner said. "He had I.D in his pocket and a key to the room."
Munch looked down at the remains of the unfortunate man. Most likely he was just killed to make a point and that was cruel. "Look." He Pointed to the man's fist and the little bit of paper poking out of it.
Fin reached down and took out the paper. His eyes flew over the paper as he read it.
Henry Walker is just the beginning. Our games have barely started. You should stop worrying yourselves about your dear cop. She was just a warm-up.
Cops before I'm done you'll all be victims
You've been warned.