Diclaimer: Not mine
Chapter 8
Elliot stood there waiting as the nurse checked the guys vitals. Although a quick procedure it seemed to him to be taking forever. Finally she turned around, gave him the go ahead and left. Elliot practically ran up to the bed. He looked at the man lying there, possibly the only person who would ever be able to tell him where Olivia was. Straight away the guy reached up and pulled his oxygen mask away from his face so he could talk.
"Are you the police." he asked. His voice was raspy and he spoke very quietly. It was obvious just how weak he was.
"Yes, yeah we are. The nurse said you were shot trying to help a woman?" Elliot asked.
"Yeah at the docks, where I work. She came out of one of the buildings. She was hurt." he told them.
"What did she look like?" Elliot asked, barely letting the man finish what he was saying.
"She was tall, she has shortish brown hair, she was pretty. She was in pain, she couldn't walk properly and her hands, they were tied together."
"Did she tell you what her name was? Did she tell you who had hurt her?" he asked.
The man was clearly becoming quite distressed. "El cool it." Fin warned him as he took a step forward.
"The person who shot you, did you see him?" Elliot asked.
The man shook his head.
"After he shot you…" Fin began to say, knowing it was a question Elliot wouldn't be able to ask, "…did he shoot her?" he asked.
The man shook his head. "No I don't think so anyway, he took her back inside. She was beat up pretty bad. I hope she's okay. She held her hand on my back, she was tyring to save my life when she could have just got up and ran…God I hope she's okay." The man said.
Elliot just smiled, he knew it was Olivia even more now. "Sir can you tell us exactly where you found her?" Elliot finally asked.
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Olivia lay on the small bed still. She was freezing and her whole body felt numb, which in a way she was grateful for because it meant it didn't hurt as much. It was still dark in the room, but her eyes had adjusted slightly, but she didn't know if that were a good thing or a bad thing because it meant that she could see the shadows moving in the room. Shadows that she wasn't sure even existsed, her head was telling her it was just her imagination but either way it scared the shit out of her. She kept closing her eyes but then she saw Harris, so she opened them back up.
As she lay there, practically naked and lost in her own head something heavy fell on her thigh. She screamed and quickly curled herself up again, she was so confused that all she could do was sit there and cry and scream.
"Somebody help me! Please somebody…anybody!" she cried.
The room suddenly lit up as Harris ran in, having heard his prisoner screaming. He ran over to the bed and flicked a big rat off the end of it. Olivia felt sick, she had seen rats before in her life but they still knocked her sick.
Harris began tugging at the ropes till they fell apart, he then pulled her off the bed, half dragging half carrying her out of the room. She didn't even bother to argue about it, anywhere was better than in there. Harris continued to drag her through the damp building all the way to a steep set of stairs, at which he threw her over his shoulder and carried her up. Her body was still pretty numb so no matter how hard she tried to punch his back it wasn't hard enough. Finally he walked into a room with her and threw her down smack on the floor.
Her head hit the hard cold floor and it sent her dizzy and she was sure that this was what was meant by seeing stars. She was actually waiting for Harris to drop down on top of her and rape her in this new room he had brought her to, if he did she knew she wouldn't stand a chance, she just had no fight left in her whatsoever.
To her surprise though he walked away from her and sat down in a chair as he just watched her. She pushed herself up and even more to her surprise he threw her a blanket in which to cover up with. She happily excepted it and wrapped it around herself, instantly enjoying the warmth it provided her with. She was covered in brusies, dirt and dried blood, how could anyone possibly find that attractive she wondered to herself.
She couldn't help but wonder what his plan was for her now and when she thought about it she wasn't sure if she even wanted to know. Suddenly he got up and slowly walked over to her before he began circling her. She felt like he were a lion circling his kill. Part of her just wanted to scream get on with it.
Harris reached down and grabbed her arm, pinching it hard as he pulled her up. With him dragging her about she was unable to keep hold of the blanket so it fell to the floor once again leaving her exposed to the cold. Not for the first time Harris slammed her into the wall. She let out a small whimper, her body was battered and bruised to a pulp so even the slightest thing hurt it.
Harris pressed his body against hers as he kissed her mouth adding painful pressure to her bruised and cut lips. She wanted to scream but that would give him the opportunity to stick his tongue in her mouth. "How you want it?" he asked her.
She didn't bother answering him but she tried with all her might to push away from the wall but Harris grabbed her shoulder and slammed her back against the wall. Her shoulder blades felt like they were going to explode. "This the only way you can control a woman, if she's half unconscious?" she said, purposely mocking him. Being kind and sweet wasn't going to save her from a rape now anyway.
Harris just scoffed. "Just doing it the way you prefer it baby." he said before using the back of his hand to hit her across the face, knocking her to the floor. He skipped on the spot so he could get more force behind his leg as he kicked her in the stomach. "Stop!" she screamed.
Her body honestly couldn't take another beating. Harris crouched down next to her. "Not got the balls to take a little slap and a kick?" he said taking his turn to mock her.
"My balls are bigger than yours ass-hole" she spat at him.
He grabbed her shoulders again and lay her down flat on the floor and quickly climbed on top of her. He forced her legs open with his and then knelt on them to keep them that way. His wieght on her body was absolutely crushing her but she was now pinned and she wasn't going anywhere. All she could do was scream. "HELP! Please someone help!" she bellowed at the top of her lungs.
Her cries just resulted in another slap from Harris, again arcoss her face and she felt a trickle of blood coming from her nose. She just began to cry, not from the pain but just from the whole situation. She couldn't help but think that after he had finished raping her Harris would kill her and she knew he would never get tierd of raping her, he'd rape her to death. It seemed so ironic to be conceived from a rape and then ultimately die from one too. She didn't want to lie there and except her fate so she continued to struggle only causing herself more pain.
"You have no idea how long I've waited to do this." Harris said to her right before he shifted himself ontop of her and moved to kiss her again. Suddenly the room was filled by a deafening bang. Olivia shut her eyes and didn't want to open them again. She felt pain all over like no pain she had ever felt before. She forced herself to open her eyes then suddenly the pain was fading. She couldn't help but wonder if she was dying and this was why the pain from a second ago was fading.
As she looked around she saw Elliot, he was leaning over her, his crystal blue eyes looking into her chocolate pools. Everything was silent, she couldn't hear what he was saying to her but she could see his lips moving. Then there was Fin and Munch, then warmth as a blanket was placed over her. Everything seemed so blurry. Dead silent and blurry.
Suddenly there was a bright light being shone into her eyes, first her right, then her left. She tried to move her arm to push the light away but it wouldn't move. She felt someone hold it, a hand she had felt hold her own before. Then she realised she wasn't dying or dreaming she was being rescued.
"Olivia." A blurrly voice said. "Olivia talk to me." The voice said again, slowly it was becoming clearer to her. "Liv honey, say something, say anything." It said again, this time she understood it perfect and knew who it was.
"El…" she said.
Suddenly all sound came flooding back, so much so she felt it would deafen her. She could hear a medic talking to her but she ignored her. She could hear Munch and Fin talking but she heard someone screaming and cursing. She turned her head and saw Harris lying on the floor, a medic was helping him and she realized the bang had been a gunshot but she hadn't been hit, he had.
He was looking back at her with such hate in his eyes. She didn't want to have to look at him anymore so she turned her head again and saw Elliot. He was lying down too, on the floor next to her, looking right at her. His soft hands brushed her bruised face and it didn't hurt her a bit. If anything his touch only made her feel better, the pain was beginning to drift. Finally it went and all things went black.
"The sedatives working. It should hold out till we can get some pain killers into her and the Dr's can fix her up." The medic told Elliot as he stared at her. He looked so lost and worried about her. The medics quickly loaded her onto a board before they and the guys grabbed part of it and lifted it up.
"Lets do this slowly and easy guys, we don't know what injuries she could have sustained to her back." she continued.
Slowly and easily they all carried her out. Elliot just prayed now they had got to her in time. He knew some wounds would heal and he also knew others wouldn't others like the kind he knew Harris could have left her with already.
TBC
Yay she was found, but this story aint over with yet. Olivia has to recover and the team still have a perp to find, the one abducting and selling woman…
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