Guys I am so sorry for leaving you hanging like that. It'll never ever happen again. Hopefully. Haha sorry about the cliffy
Once again they're not mine
Olivia felt it. She could feel newest cut in her shoulder. The sharp paint adding to her already battered body.
I'm going to die.
She could hear him leaving. The twigs break as he walked over to her. She could feel him place her NYPD badge in her hand.
I need to wake up. I need to do something.
But she couldn't. She couldn't move. The man, the evil man who had tortured her, raped her, hurt her was just driving away. She sighed and let the swirling darkness take her. Anything but the pain.
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Cragen was the first to see her. All of the detectives had taken off running when they realized what why the cops arms pointed to the woods. They knew this man was evil but seeing his honorary daughter laying so still chilled his bones.
The first thing Cragen thought was oh god we lost her and he froze. He wasn't ready. There was no way they were losing her.
Elliot ran up behind Cragen and yelped upon seeing his unmoving partner. "Oh god… oh god Olivia." He was crying and by her side in seconds. His hand felt for a pulse without thinking. Even covered in bruises she was beautiful. There it was, a pulse. His heart skipped a beat. It was faint but there.
"10-13 we have a cop down get a bus down here. Now." Fin's voice came across the radio.
Rationality took over. It was as if Cragen was watching somebody else controlling his body. "Somebody put pressure on the wound." Cragen was worried. Looking down on one of his best detectives right now he could lose it, or he could save her. He wanted to save her, so badly.
Munch kneeled by her side. The stab wound was in her left shoulder. 'If all of this blood came from here…" Munch said pointing to the blood staining the area around the gaping hole in Olivia's shoulder with the hand that wasn't currently covering the wound. "Then where did this come from?" He pointed to the blood on her right side; it was right above the hip.
They could now hear the sirens.
Cragen gently moved Olivia's arm and heard her moan. Everyone froze and looked at her face. She moaned again then went silent. The silence scared them most.
"Liv… Liv honey can you hear me?" Elliot pulled her head up into his lap.
"There's a stab wound…"Cragen had to take a deep breath before going on. "It looks deep but old. Maybe two or three days. It's not bleeding."
Elliot looked up into his captains eyes. "She has to make it." The pain was etched on his face.
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"Cragen?" All the people in the waiting room looked up at the voice. It had been three hours since they had found Olivia, Three hours since they had seen what that sonofabitch had done to her, and three hours since she had gone into surgery.
"Yes. How is she?" Cragen jumped up. This waiting was killing them. It was more than they could take, seeing one of their own suffer like this.
"Are you family." The nurse had to ask.
"We're all the family she's got."
"How is she?" Elliot looked up into Cragen's eyes and the captain's heart broke. Elliot had not said a word since telling him that Olivia had to make it. As captain he could tell that if he lost Olivia now he would lose most of the squad with her. They loved her like a sister, a daughter, and Elliot… Elliot loved her as something more. He shook his head to clear them of these thoughts. Not now, he had to be strong. Strong for Olivia, strong for everyone.
"She is stable. She had two broken ribs, a class E concussion, stab wounds on the back and shoulder, her left wrist is broken, and she is extremely dehydrated." The nurse paused at the look on these peoples faces. She could tell without knowing these people that Olivia Benson was really important to them. "I-it should be a while before she wakes up. You may go in and see her if you wish."
They all nodded. Detectives Munch, Tutuola, and Stabler as well as Captain Cragen and ADA Cassey Novak had sat in that waiting room for hours waiting for the news that would either bring them together or rip them apart.
"It's room 201. Follow me." The nurse nodded and everyone followed her. When they got to the door she stopped them. "I-I thought I should let you know that Olivia would not allow us to take her into surgery unless we did a rape kit." She paused at the stricken look on everyone's faces. "And she was only awake for a moment."
Everyone was silent as they looked down at the woman on the bed. They were in a half-circle surrounding the bed. It was as if they could protect her, just from standing there. The look on the detectives faces were so protective it was almost like an older brother protecting a little sister. They were a family.
Detective Olivia Benson was in bad shape. That they could easily see. There were dark purple bruises covering her arms and wrists. There was a long cut on her forehead that curved around her left eye. Wires and tubes stuck out of her from all sides. Then there was the cut on her neck. The cut that was perfectly placed over the existing scar of a case everyone wanted to forget…
"She fought like hell…"Casey sat on the edge of the bed, her voice was small.
"She's strong. She'll beat this." Cragen sounded sure of himself but, if anyone had looked, they would have seen the pure panic in his eyes. A knot formed in his throat as he looked down at the broken and beaten body of one of his best detectives. "And we will catch this guy."
Everyone looked at the captain who had been able to cover up the panic, just in time. They looked hopeful. "Somebody should stay here always in case she wakes up…" Fin tried to cushion the blow knowing that comment would hurt Elliot. He was not surprised when Elliot winced.
"I'll stay with her for a while. You guys should go check the lab, see if they found anything." Casey did not look at Elliot when she said this, knowing what his reaction would be.
"but…"
"No Elliot we need you to help us find the guy who did this to her." Cragen gave him a do-as-I-say look.
The detectives nodded and after shooting some sad looks at Olivia filed out of the room.
"It'll be all right Olivia. You're a fighter." Casey whispered. She was trying to convince herself more than anything.
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"It's true. She fought like hell." Warner couldn't help giving that thought a sour smile. "We got the blood test back on the blood found on her hands."
"It wasn't hers?" Munch couldn't keep all the surprise out of his voice.
"No. It looks like she scratched him, or more like broke his nose. There was a lot of blood. We have his DNA but he's not in the system. We also found skin cells under her nails."
Fin nodded thoughtfully. He was glad that Olivia had got a piece out of that ass-hole and especially glad that she had managed to make him bleed but his DNA wasn't in the system. This guy couldn't be a first timer. "Wh-what about the rape kit?" Fin flinched when he said those words.
"No fluids."
Ten minutes later Munch and Fin were walking away from the lab, exactly where they had started. Neither of them could help but think about all the sick things this guy had done to Olivia. It was these thoughts that made them show up at the office, having not slept in over 36 hours, and having barely eaten.
Cragen watched the two detectives enter his office. They looked like hell, no, they looked like they had been to hell and back. He sighed. "John, Fin, sleep, now."
"But… the case. Olivia." Munch stuttered trying, and failing, to look awake and well.
"There have been no recent breaks in the case and you two will be no help half asleep. Elliot is already asleep."
Fin and Munch left the room. "Betcha Elliot threw a fit about having to sleep." Munch whispered on their way out.
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Two days. It had been two days and Olivia still hadn't woken up. Another detective had been killed. He was FBI this time and everyone was going into a panic. The whole city feared this serial killer.
Casey was looking at Olivia. She showed no signs of life besides the clenching and unclenching of her fist. Casey watched with relief as Olivia fought to wake up. They had started to fear the worst.
Damn how long have I been asleep. Kelsey…
Olivia fought the overwhelming darkness. She wanted to wake up. No, she needed to wake up. She had somebody who she needed to help, if it weren't for that fact she might just let the darkness take her.
Kelsey I'm coming. Please still be alive.
Olivia's eyes fluttered open and she stared at the ceiling for a split second before letting her eyes sweep the room in a panic, did he move her again?
Where am I?
Then her eyes fell on Casey. She looked upset and unsettled. Olivia sat up. "C-Casey?"
"Olivia. Thank God you're okay." Casey rushed to Olivia's side and sat beside her. "We were so worried."
"Where's K-Kelsey?" Olivia struggled to breath but was failing.
"Honey lay down. You broke some ribs so it'll be harder to breathe when you're sitting for a while." Casey gently pushed Olivia back onto the pillow. "Now. Kelsey who?"
"Kelsey. The cop who was with me."
Casey's eyes widened. He kept them in the same room? He tortured them together?
"You didn't find her did you…" Olivia looked sad. "Damnit."
Casey looked worried. She didn't want Olivia hurting anymore but she couldn't just not tell her about the other vics…could she…
"I'm going to call Cragen and tell him you're up. That okay?"
"Jeez Case I'm not going to break if you leave me alone for a second." Olivia winced at the way Casey was talking to her. It was like when they talked to victims. In fact it was exactly like when they talked to victims because she was a victim now.
"Captain… mhmmm… yeah she just woke up… Okay." Casey turned and walked back in the room to see Olivia tracing the bruises on her left wrist with her right hand.
"They were my handcuffs." She sighed. She hated being weak, she hated being vulnerable but most of all she hated being pitied.
They talked quietly for a while. Olivia never revealed too much of what had happened to her. She described the guys who had taken her. Then she described his friend who could be his brother but every time Casey asked about what happened to her she redirected the question. She didn't want them to know. She didn't want to be weak. She wished that if she didn't talk about it, it never happened.
"Liv." Elliot entered the room slowly.
"Hey El." Olivia looked Elliot over quickly coming to a quick conclusion. "You need to get more sleep."