Warning: Graphic Sexual Violence!
The Secret Life of the ADA Novak
By: Liv-x-Case-Benson & dcmasters
Ch. 3: Crack and Bleed
When she roused enough to look at the time, Casey sighed. 4pm. She only had another few hours before she had to be at the club. She smiled though, since she was still in Olivia's arms. "Hi," she whispered in her ear.
Olivia woke slowly, eyes flickering open. "Hey," she said, smiling. "Would you like to have a little food before work tonight?"
"That would be lovely," Casey smiled. "Though we don't have long. We slept for nine hours."
"Three hours is more than enough, baby." Olivia said. "Why don't you go get a shower? We can order in."
Casey nodded. "You order for me. I don't mind what we have."
Olivia smiled, kissing Casey, getting up and pulling on a robe. She walked out into the living room and she grabbed a phone book ordering pasta from an Italian restaurant that she'd never ordered from before.
Casey had a quick shower, returning to the living room in her own robe, hair still wet as the takeaway arrived.
Olivia pulled the door open, paying for the food and taking it, closing the door. She walked over to the couch, sitting down.
Casey had already got plates and cutlery out, smiling at Olivia as she returned. "You're very beautiful," she accidently said aloud, looking away as her cheeks turned crimson.
Olivia smiled. "So are you."
Casey's eyes moved to meet Olivia's, smiling. "Can you ask for reinforcements tonight at the club? I meant to ask you when we got in but someone distracted me. I think tonight is going to be the night."
Olivia nodded, dialing Cragen's desk on Speakerphone.
"Cragen," he said when he eventually picked up.
"Hey, it's Casey and Olivia. How are things going?"
"Yes, fine. Things seem to be tightening this end. What about you two? Everything ok?"
Olivia sighed, handing the phone to Casey. "Casey's wondering if we can get reinforcements for tonight. We're close to cracking it."
"According to what I've seen and heard behind the scenes anyway," Casey added.
"Sure. I'll get a team outside and get Fin and Elliot inside undercover. We'll make sure all exits are covered."
Olivia nodded. "Okay, we're not certain, but Casey knows more about this than I do."
"A chance is all we need. We'll be there from seven," he replied, hanging up.
Olivia smiled, closing her phone and beginning to eat. "Good, hopefully this will be over tonight."
"Then we can talk properly, get our sleeping pattern back to normal and I can see Ben," Casey smiled.
Olivia smiled, then sighed as she took a bite of pasta. "Yeah, then I get to go home to my cold, lonely apartment."
"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to see Ben when you were done."
"What do you mean?"
"If we are back tomorrow, Ben and I have morning cuddles and a lunch date, if you'd like to join us."
Olivia smiled. "I would love that. Food?"
Casey nodded, with a smile as she took some pasta from Olivia's fork.
Olivia fed her, before taking a bite for herself.
When it came time for the pair to leave, Casey had given Olivia a deep kiss before they got to the club. She entered as usual and split from Olivia, going to get ready with the other girls. They opened in an hour. She checked her schedule and noted she wasn't on until ten, so downed a vodka as she waited. When it neared her turn, she felt nervous again. It was ok when it was just Olivia and some sleazy guys, but now Elliot and Fin were somewhere too.
Olivia pulled her hair back and began to pour drinks, not noticing Elliot at the bar.
"Oi, are you serving or what lady?" he said, rather rudely to Olivia.
Recognizing the voice, she turned on her heel. "I have a name," she said. "Call me Rachel and I just might respond," she said, putting a shot glass in front of her. "What do you like?"
"Rachel, huh? Pretty name for a pretty woman," he flashed a smile, "Beer. Please."
She smiled, pulling the glass away. "Thank you. Any type preferred?"
"Whatever you've got in a bottle," he replied as they announced Casey's stage name. She stepped out slowly, her eyes locating Fin and finally Elliot before she approached the pole. She did her usual warm up dance, and quickly shed her dress then spun herself into a handspring split.
Olivia handed him a beer, giving Casey a thumbs up. "She's talented, isn't she?" Olivia asked her partner.
"Certainly is," he replied, paying her. "You got things this side? I'm going to join Fin."
Olivia nodded. "As long as you stay in sight. I've got protection, but around this many men it could turn pretty quickly," she whispered. She handed him another beer. "Take it to your friend. Looks parched."
He gave Olivia a wink, joining Fin quickly as Casey moved out into the crowd as usual. She lap danced a few guys before approaching Elliot, doing the same as she leaned against him whispering, "He's here, third on Liv's right."
He nodded. "After you finish this row, go to her. Don't worry about anything else. You'll be safer," he whispered. "They're likely to riot. We'll walk slowly."
She nodded, quickly finishing the row before joining Olivia. "Where the hell has he gone?"
Olivia gestured to the back. "Went to grab something," she said, handing her a trench coat. "Cover up. We may not get back for your clothes. Come back here with me," she said, pulling her gun onto her belt and her jacket on.
Casey followed Olivia, then all of a sudden had disappeared.
Olivia looked up. "Casey!" she jumped over the bar. "Casey!"
"What's wrong?" Elliot asked, quickly approaching Olivia.
"She's gone!"
"What? How?" he asked, forgetting the questions as he informed Cragen from the microphone up his sleeve. He listened carefully to the response. "Round the back!"
"I don't know. One minute she was following me and then she was gone, but... the girls!" she said, running to the dressing room. The other women were a bit startled with Elliot there. "It's ok. We're not here to bust you, any of you. We just need to know if you've seen Casey."
"She went with the boss, to the barrel store," Ashley replied.
"Generally, what's there? It's important."
"That hallway at the end there's a door, with some stairs leading down. Is Casey in trouble?"
Olivia nodded. "Yes, stay here. Lock the door. Do not go on. We'll tell you when it's safe. Let's go!" she said, bolting out after Elliot.
Casey shrieked as Garcia tugged on her hair, a knife held to her throat.
"Don't scream or you won't have that precious boy anymore, got it?" he growled, throwing her on the bed.
Casey nodded, fear in her eyes, still trying to fight him off.
Garcia chained her wrists to the bed, before stuffing something in her mouth to gag her, then he walked over to padlock the door. He turned. "You bitch!" he said walking over and slapping her across the face. "You think you can get away this easily? You were my little money-earner always, Casey. Then there was the "accident". I helped you out with money, food, clothes. You danced for as long as you could. Then you ran away, thinking you were done. Well, guess what?" he said, throwing his pants and boxers to the ground as he ripped hers to shreds. "You're not," he said, thrusting in, not caring when she tried to scream.
Tears ran down her cheeks, trying to scream louder, but all she managed was to choke on the cloth in her mouth, struggling against him though restrained.
He grinned twistedly, squeezing her breasts through the outfit, the coat was shed long ago. Suddenly he quit, but then, to her horror, found the spot she never wanted touched.
She continued to try to scream, stopping when she heard banging on the door.
"Casey!" Olivia yelled. "Casey!"
Garcia pulled out, hoping to delay their search.
"It's locked," Olivia whispered. "Must be from the inside."
Managing to loosen the gag from her mouth, Casey spat it to one side. "OLIVIA!" she screamed.
Olivia tried to get in, but nothing worked. "Casey, I'm here!" She turned to Elliot. "How do we break this?"
Meanwhile, Garcia knocked Casey out.
"I've tried kicking it down. I don't know. Have we got an entry team here yet?"
Cragen entered the room. "They're right behind me. Stand back."
Everyone stood aside as they managed to force the padlock to break.
Olivia rushed in, hearing Elliot knock Garcia to the floor. She unlocked the cuffs with a key on the bed, gently holding Casey. "Case? Casey!"
Casey groaned, slowly rousing at the sound of Olivia's voice. "Liv?" she whispered.
Olivia smiled, wrapping her in the discarded jacket, holding her close. "Yeah I'm here and we're going to get you out of here, ok?"
"I'm fine. Just a bit dizzy. What's the time?"
Olivia shook her head, carrying her up and from the building. "Don't worry about that now."
"I really don't need a bus," Casey insisted.
Olivia shook her head. "You're bleeding in numerous areas. You need to be checked out," she said, loading her onto a stretcher. She looked to Cragen. "Ok if I ride along?"
"Yep, go. We're well with things here. Bring Casey in as soon as she's been cleared for interview."
She nodded, getting in the back beside Casey.
Casey was clearly in shock, nothing seemed to have set in for her yet as the ambulance drove away. "What time is it?" she asked again.
Olivia held her hand. "Don't worry about that, ok? Just try to sleep."
"Tell me," Casey replied, suddenly feeling cold, her teeth chattering.
Olivia covered her with her jacket. "Shh, it's going to be ok."
Casey tensed at Olivia's close proximity. "Why is my face bleeding?"
"Don't you remember anything about tonight?"
Casey concentrated on her memory for a moment, then drew her knees to her chest.
Olivia grasped her hand. "It's ok now. I promise. You're safe. He can't hurt you again, but you'd probably hurt less if you relaxed."
Casey looked at Olivia for a moment, relaxing slightly. She turned her head away, resting it against the wall of the ambulance.
Olivia sighed. "You could rest against me if you want."
Casey shook her head, then suddenly realized what would happen when she got the hospital. "Shit."
"Casey, they have to check you out," Olivia said.
"I'll let Melinda."
"Will you let me in there too?" Olivia asked. "For support?"
"Ok," she said softly.
Olivia kissed her hand. "It'll be ok," she promised.
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