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"Elliot!" Dani shrieked out. Elliot looked up to see Dani with a gun to her face, a terrified look in her eyes.
"You. Against the wall," Blake demanded as he took Dani's gun out of its holster and threw it out the bedroom window of the apartment, breaking the glass with its force, "and you. Kick your gun over here," he motioned to Elliot's gun, "and if you try anything funny, she dies."
He continued to keep his gun trained on Dani while Elliot handed over his weapon. Blake threw it out the now broken window of his apartment, in a similar fashion as he had done Dani's. Now there were three unarmed SVU detectives, one clinging to life, held hostage in a torture room, by a serial rapist with a gun, with unknowing police and paramedics only minutes from arrival. Elliot got a feeling that this was not going to end well.
After a couple of minutes of complete tense silence, Elliot glanced from Dani to Blake to Olivia. Trying to think of anything to keep himself calm in this situation. The woman he loved was dying on the floor beside him and he and his partner were being held hostage. He had let them down. He was supposed to keep both of them safe, and he had failed miserably. The sound of sirens approached in the distance, and grew louder and louder, until they stopped outside the apartment building.
"Shit," Blake said under his breath, "I'm fucked."
Cragen, Munch, and Fin ran into the room, guns drawn, closely flanked by the paramedics. They froze at the sight before them. Three of New York's finest, on the floor, held at gunpoint by Blake.
"Get the hell out, or they all die," Blake screamed, pointing his gun at his three hostages, "NOW!"
The police and paramedics retreated outside to do the only thing they could, wait. There was obviously no talking to Blake, and opening fire on him wasn't an option for the time being. Cragen went to work setting up a command post, attempting not to think about how much longer Olivia would live, or if any of his detectives would pull through. Munch and Fin quickly evacuated all of the residents, and taped off a perimeter around the building.
"Did you see Olivia man?" Fin said with a look of worry in his eyes.
"Yeah, but its Olivia, she'll be ok. She's a fighter. They'll all be ok," Munch replied, softly, trying to convince himself of that fact more than anything.
Back inside the apartment, after nearly an hour of being held at gunpoint, Dani's anger that had been building, finally erupted. "What the fuck do you want with us anyway? You know you're never going to get away with this. We have your DNA tying you to all the other rapes and murders. The police have the building surrounded. Just give yourself up."
"Dani, don't," Elliot started to reprimand.
"You're right. You're absolutely right," Blake spoke ever so evenly and calmly, "I won't get away with this and I know that. In any other instance, I would just kill all three of you and skip town, but there are cops outside, so leaving isn't really an option. Instead, I think it would be more fun to play a little game. I find it funny that Elliot here is stuck in a hostage situation with his own love triangle," he paused, a sickening grin plastering his face, "That's right, I saw you two the other night at Mike's making out in the parking lot. That's where I found Olivia, and then I walk in here and see him confessing his love for Olivia. I think it would be fun to let Elliot choose what happens. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, I only have two bullets in my gun. I'm not going to spend the rest of my life in prison, so one of them is for me. The fun part of the game is that the other one is for either you, Dani, right? or Olivia. Elliot here has to decide who gets shot and who gets saved. So who's it going to be? Who do you love more, Dani or Olivia? And because there's only two bullets in my gun, you have my word, that you and whoever you pick will walk out of here unharmed. I'll give you 60 seconds to make up your mind. Choose carefully, my friend, because you will personally be responsible for the death of whoever you do not choose."
"He's fucking with your head. Choose Olivia, she's not going to last much longer and if she wants any chance of living, she needs to get to a hospital now. I'm ok, I'm not your precious Olivia, remember," Dani said with tears in her eyes and a small smile. "I've already lost the one I loved. You still have a chance with Olivia."
"No, so maybe we wouldn't have worked out in a relationship, but that doesn't give me the right to let him kill you," tears formed in his eyes and began to trickle down his cheeks, as he took both of Dani's hands in his own, "promise me that whatever happens, you'll take care of Olivia. Make sure she comes out of his alright, let her know I loved her with everything I had, and don't ever let her think that this is her fault. Blake, I've made my decision. Me. Kill me and let them go." Elliot sputtered out, wiping away a few remaining tears on his cheeks.
"That wasn't originally an option, but I kinda like it. Even though both of the women live through this, neither of them will be emotionally ok because they will both lose you. No one wins…I like it," Blake said with a sadistic smile.
"No, clearly, Elliot, she loves you, and you love her. Shoot me instead," Dani replied looking Blake directly in the eye, her lip quivering with fear.
Before Elliot could answer, shots rang out.