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Chapter 4

Olivia was unable to think. She hated protective detail even more now, if that were at all possible. They had supposed to have been looking out for Ashley instead they had let her be taken. The ride to the spot where highway patrol had found Ashley's uncle car was just silent. Elliot wanted to turn and talk to his partner but he didn't know what to say he had told her he wouldn't let Ashley be hurt but he'd failed her and Ashley was missing.

Finally at the crime scene Elliot pulled over and turned the engine off. Before he had even undone his seat belt Olivia was already out of the car and walking over to where the car wreck was. Munch and Fin stood around talking to officers about what could have happened and what not, but Olivia went straight over to where a group of paramedics were pulling a stretcher up onto the road. Ashley's uncle lay motionless on it.

"Ricky, it's Detective Olivia Benson. Do you remember me?" she asked him.

For a minute she had thought he was dead, lying so still, but when she had got close enough she saw his eyes darting everywhere in their sockets, like he was trying to spot Ashley.

"Ashley…black car…the bushes…I couldn't stop…" Ricky mumbled.

Olivia looked up at the medic with concerned eyes.

"His left leg is shattered, he'll probably lose it. He's got internal bleeding...we need to take him." the medic informed her.

"Ricky did you see who it was?" she asked as the medics loaded him into the back of a bus.

"Find her…find Ashley for me Olivia!" he said before the doors were slammed shut, leaving Olivia to just stare at them till the bus began to drive away.

Elliot was stood right at the side of the road looking down at the car. The rain had begun to pour so everyone there was getting soaking wet through. The ditch he began to climb down, along with another officer, was slippery and he practically slid down it. Finally reaching the bottom he peered into the car. Crime scene officers were now working to set up a huge tent-like structure over as much of the crime scene as they could, but the rain was already beginning to wash away the footprints they had been so careful to avoid damaging.

Elliot looked up to see Olivia making her own way down the slippery slope so he quickly made his way to the bottom and reached his arms out to help her. Being Miss Independent she was going to ignore his help but suddenly she lost her footing and slid right into Elliot's arms. Like a reflex he wrapped his arms tight around her meaning her body was pressing right against his and her hands lays flat out against his chest, allowing her to feel his toned muscles. Elliot however was enjoying the close proximity of their bodies, only after Eli had been born had he ever got this close to her, and that was his way of thanking her for being the amazing person she was and for saving the life of his child and the mother of his children.

After only seconds but what seemed like an eternity to both of them, Elliot helped her to stand steady the slowly unwrapped his arms from around her body. Olivia quite reluctantly moved her hands away from his chest, straight away missing the contact. Surprisingly to her though as Elliot began to make his way through the rather gooey mud back to the car he took her hand in his and guided her, making sure she didn't fall or slip.

"We got some fingerprints off the car door, and we've swabbed the airbag for any signs of contact other than Ashley's. There's not much blood on it meaning Ashley probably didn't hit it hard so someone else most likely deflated it." the crime scene officer told them.

"You definitely think she was taken, couldn't she have walked out on her own." Olivia asked just praying that somehow this was all a big mistake and Ashley had got out safe and sound and unharmed and gone off in search of help for her uncle.

"We found footprints," the officer continued, walking over to where Harris had made the climb up the slope with Ashley in his arms. As Elliot followed he once again took Olivia's hand to help her through the thick mud, only releasing her hand once they were both firmly planted by what the officer was showing them.

"These footprints are large, probably belonging to a male and the depth implies they were probably carrying something,"

"Or someone." Elliot thought out loud.

Olivia just shook her head, this thing was going from bad to worse.

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After what had been yet another wasted day at the office, not being able to get a thing on either damned case, Olivia had returned home. Everyone had offered to take her but she had refused everyone, hoping the walk through the icy night might help her somehow. It hadn't worked though, not at all.

The moment she walked through the front door her phone began to go. Straight away the fammiliar voices went to answer phone.

"Hey Liv, it's Fin. Just wonderin' whether you got home safe. If you need anything give me a call. Sleep sweet baby girl."

End of first message she thought to herself, straight away another voice came up.

"Hey Olivia it's John, did I leave my desk light on?" Munch asked, before that message ended.

"Hey Liv it's me," came Casey's voice next, "I was just wonderin if you were up for a girly night in? I was thinking some beers, a pizza and a George Clooney movie, what'dya say?"

"Guess you don't know whether or not I left the light on then? Anyway hope you're okay?" Munch said.

After only a minutes break another voice came on the line. "Olivia it's Don. I just wanted you to know that if you need anything, anything at all, I'm gonna be here at the station house...all night...so...feel free to call. Anything okay. Bye." Olivia couldn't help but smile at Cragen's almost fatherly concern for her.

"Guess you're not getting back to me about the light thing." came Munch...again.

She finally threw her keys into the basket that they lived in when not in use and then walked over to fridge. She had just opened it when yet another message began. "Liv it El. I know you're not going to answer the phone right now you're probably getting a beer out of the fridge," he said knowingly. Olivia held up the beer as if to show him as she walked past the machine. "Everyone else has probably already rang to check up on you and you've probably ignored all of them." he continued.

"Whatever," Olivia thought out loud as she fell down onto the couch, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV.

"Perhaps you're just lying on the couch, watching the game," Olivia glanced at the TV and surely enough the game was now playing away to itself, quickly she turned it off and lay there. "Look no matter what you're doing just remember that you never let Ashley down or anyone else for that matter. We're gonna find Ashley and we're gonna get Harris. Try to get a good night's sleep and I'll see you in the morning. Call me if you need me. G'night Liv."

Now silent she suddenly became aware of how much she hated silence. Left to her own thoughts tears began to fill in her eyes, however they were quickly forgotten about as the phone went again.

"Detective Benson you're not having a good day are you?" Lowell Harris's mocking voice said.

Olivia shot up and quickly grabbed the phone. "Where the hell are you? Have you got Ashley, have you hurt her?" she yelled, her voice betraying her as it shook.

"You wanna see Ashley then you're gonna do exactly what I tell you, otherwise she's dead...not before I have some fun with her of course."

"You leave her alone." Olivia warned him.

"Then you better come." Harris told her.

She thought about it, but what else could she do. "Where?" she asked.

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She had follwed his directions perfect and like he had warned she had come alone. There was no way she would risk Ashley's safety. She now sat in her car seemingly alone in the boat yard where Harris had told her to come. She looked around but all she saw was darkness. Nervously she began to tap the steering wheel. Suddenly she saw a stumbling figure walking towards her. It was Ashley, a very beaten and bloody Ashley. She quickly got out of the car and ran over to her. Ashley practically fell into her arms, whimpering. "He's here," she tried to warn her.

Olivia scopped her up and more or less carried her over to the car. She put her in the passengers seat and then ran round to the drivers side and climbed in.

"Olivia!" Ashley screamed and pointed out of the drivers side window.

Olivia managed to lock the door just before Harris pulled it open. Her heart was now pounding even quicker in her chest and Ashley was in full blown tears of pain and fear. "Open the door Olivia." Harris warned her. She just shook her head. She went to turn the keys only to find them gone. She looked out the window to see Harris dangling them, a wicked and smug smile on his face. He had taken them whilst she had gone to help Ashley. Quickly Harris tried to unlock the door but Olviia punched the lock back down. "Get out!" Harris yelled.

Again she just shook her head. For a second she thought he was about to walk away but he simply turned before swinging back round and slamming his elbow through the window cracking it. Olivia tried to lean over Ashley to protect her from the flying glass as Harris hit it again. With the window gone he reached in and pulled Olivia right out through the window. He quickly let her drop to the floor before pulling her up by a handful of hair. "That wasn't part of the arangement and now you made my damn elbow bleed and you pissed me off!" he said before slamming her head against the car, knocking her out cold. "If you can't follow the rules don't play the game." he said to her unconcious form before picking her up and throwing her into the back seat.

He climbed into the front seat and drove off. Poor Ashley was too frozen in fear to do a thing. She just prayed someone would find them soon before this nightmare got any worse which is was about to...

TBC

Another cliffhanger, sorry.

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