Disclaimer: Still not mine, or there would be a new episode more than once a week and there would be one this week instead of the stupid debates.

A/N: Here's another, hope you like it.

You Find Anything?

1-6 Precinct

Don hung up the phone and looked at his partner.

"John, that was Robert Stabler. He said the Olivia called Elliot. She knows her captor. Robert and Elliot are on their way down now."

John nodded, "Okay. Did they give you a name to run while we wait for them to show up?"

"Yeah, a Nick Ganzner"

John nodded and started typing on his computer. A few minutes later the door to the bullpen opened and the father/son Stabler duo walked through. Robert looked hopeful, but Elliot still had a far away look in his eyes. Don didn't know what to do for the boy, other than to find Olivia quickly.

"Robert, Elliot. How ya holding up son?" Don asked Elliot.

Elliot shrugged and sat down in a chair next to John's desk. Hw was hunched over and held his head in his hands, a position he had become quite familiar with since this whole thing started. He watched as Don, John, and his father worked to find any information on this Nick guy. After about an hour they still hadn't found anything. It was just this side of midnight and Elliot was exhausted with worry. He made his way up to the crib and laid down on a bunk that was in the farthest corner of the room. He knew he wasn't going to sleep, but he needed top be alone for a little while.

Just as he was getting lost in his mind, the door to the crib opened. He glanced over and saw Alex walk in. She made her way over to him and sat down on the bed next to his legs. He moved a little so she would have more room, but stayed laying down.

"Hey," she greeted. "How ya doing?"

"Hi," he whispered back. "I'm okay, I'm just worried about Liv. I can't help but think the worst and that just makes me cry harder."

"I know, but you have to try to concentrate on the good and not think about what could, COULD, be happening."

Elliot closed his eyes and nodded. They sat in silence for a few minutes, neither knowing what to say to the other and pondering what their next move was going to be.

Alex finally spoke up, "Have you found anything new since we talked earlier?"

"Oh yeah, sorry. I didn't think about it. Liv called me; she said that the guy who took her is an old boyfriend, Nick Ganzner. Nick took the phone from her and told me that she was taken because of our relationship and that he loved her. I kinda feel like this is my fault now. I have this big thing of guilt on my shoulders now."

Alex sat in silence for a minute, "It isn't your fault. This Nick guy is just crazy. You have done nothing wrong and neither has Olivia. You two love each other so much and are getting married. This guy is just jealous. That's it!"

Elliot nodded again and sighed. He laid his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. He must have been more tired than he thought, because when he opened his eyes Alex was laying on the bunk next to his and there was light coming through the window grates. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost seven. Olivia had been gone for a little over twelve hours now and Elliot didn't really know when he was going to see her again.

Home of Nick Ganzner. . .

Olivia jolted awake at the sound of the door unlocking. Nick walked into the room and grabbed her by the shoulder. He started to push her to the door and out toward the garage.

"Where are you taking me?" she demanded to know.

"Like I am gonna tell you that. You are just gonna tell your little boyfriend-"

"fiancé!"

"Boyfriend…fiancé, whatever. You think I don't know that you told him who I am? I counted on it."

Olivia's eyes held a shocked gaze.

Nick laughed, "That's right. I wanted you to tell him. Now this game of cat-and-mouse will be that much more entertaining. Now keep walking, we don't have that much time."

Olivia walked slowly toward the garage. Nick pushed her through the door and to his car. He tied her hands together and behind her back and pushed her into the trunk. HE got into the driver's seat and drove away from his home.

The 1-6 Precinct…

Right before eight Robert walked up to the crib. When he entered, he saw his son sitting against the wall on one of the bunks.

When he heard the door, Elliot looked up.

"Did you find out anything?" he asked his father.

"We found his address and we are watching his credit cards and cell phone. We sent a team to his house, but they probably wont be there."

Elliot nodded, "What can I do? I want to help in whatever way I can. I can't just sit here and do nothing."

"I know you do, but you can't. Just hang out and we'll tell you if we find anything else. I promise."

"Okay," Elliot quietly agreed.

Robert patted his son on the shoulder and walked back to the door. With one last look at Elliot, Robert slipped through the door and down to the bullpen.

"How's he doing?" Don asked when he saw Robert come back down the stairs.

"About as well as can be expected. He wants to help but knows he can't. He feels helpless and is just anxious for this all to be over. I don't blame him for that though."

"Me either," Don nodded.

"Hey, the guys just called from Ganzner's place. They aren't there, but they have been recently. Ganzner's car is missing from the parking garage. We are putting out an APB out on it and we are alerting the local news. The tips should be coming in soon. We'll find them."

"Good," Robert nodded.