So sorry guys! I have been swamped in school! But I hope to finish this in the best way possible and fast cause another prompt just entered my mind!

Chapter 8: Digging Deeper

My view was groggy and my body was in pain. When I could finally see clear I looked around. He was sitting at the desk, but pulled it away from the wall so he could sit on the side facing me. When he saw that I was awake he stood up and grabbed something off the desk and walked over and sat on the bed.

He didn't even look at me, he had a syringe in his hand I shuddered and pulled away. "It's okay; it's to help the pain." His voice was weak and soft, it almost seemed like remorse. I was really confused. He walked away and I could feel some of the pain going away.

Pulling away the blanket on my bed I saw he put a really rough splint on my leg, the bone was sticking out but he tried to bandage it. But then I recalled what happened and anger surged through my body. What he did was unforgivable. I wanted to go over there and strangle him. But instead I did something I didn't expect.

I sat up on the bed and stared at him. He finally looked back but looked down quick again. "Why? Why are you doing this?" I looked intently; I couldn't believe what I was doing.

He looked up again but didn't look down, nor did he speak.

"I deserve answers! You….you raped me last night! I don't want to be here anymore, I want to go home, but I don't understand what you want!"

He stood up; I thought he was going to hurt me again. I started wondering why I even said anything. He walked over, there was something in his hand, it was still night time and the only light was on the desk. I couldn't tell what it was.

He stood a couple feet away from me, he looked down at me, I was sure that I saw it in his eyes now. He was sad and almost looked scared.

When it landed next to me, I saw that it was a case file, like the ones my dad uses. He started walking away.

"Why are you scared? Shouldn't I be the one scared?" He continued walking away. "TALK TO ME!!!!" He never looked back.

I picked up the file and saw my dad's name on the front as leading detective. The name on the file was Eric Jones…

Elliot's P.O.V.

After the phone dropped Elizabeth screamed and her knees gave out. Finn caught her and helped her over to a chair. I sat staring at the phone. What….was…..that?

I turned around quickly and looked at Olivia. "A cemetery. Look into his family and see where anyone associated with him is buried. And find a place of residence."

I walked over to Elizabeth and kneeled down before her. She looked in my eyes and I saw the greatest fear I have ever seen in them before. I hugged her. We both just want our daughter back…

"Ell!" I spun around and saw Olivia at the desk she was looking at me. "I found something on a past case of yours. Murder and rape charges against an Eric Jones."

"Wait I remember, but this man was old, almost fifty, probably sixty now. Wait?!? He had a son. Eric Jones."

"Elliot it says here Eric Jones died in prison last month. You don't think……but where does Alicia come in this?"

I was so overwhelmed. I couldn't think. I couldn't even see straight. Then it came to me, "Olivia, the father's parents paid for a tomb, it's at a cemetery just south of here!"

I grabbed my jacket and ran.