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Chapter 3

3 days earlier

Elliot raced up the stairs and straight into Olivia's apartment. She was sat on the couch with a medic sat in front of her. The medic was patching up a cut on her forehead.

"Liv are you okay?" he asked as he walked up to her.

"I'm fine. You didn't need to come over." she said coldly.

"Will you try to persuade her she needs to come with me to the hospital?" the medic asked Elliot. He was having no luck trying to persuade her.

"I'm fine!" she protested.

"You need to be checked over!" the medic argued with her.

"For what I'm fine. I'm not going!" she said adamantly.

"If you start to feel dizzy or nauseous…" the medic began to say.

"I will go to the hospital…" she lied.

"You shouldn't be left alone." the medic informed her.

"I'll stay with her." Elliot offered.

She wasn't about to let him stay but if it meant getting rid of the medics she would go along with it for now. The medic nodded before closing up his bag. He had done all he could for an uncooperative Olivia.

Elliot showed the medics to the door, thanked them and agreed to try and convince her to go to the hospital. With them gone he walked back over to Olivia, who was sat holding an ice-pack against her forehead.

"Did you see who it was?" he asked her.

"If I did they would have slammed the back of my head against the wall, not the front." she said as she threw the ice-pack onto the coffee table and gently stroked the swelling around the ugly gash.

Elliot looked at her. She was being her usual defensive self after she had been injured. He hated seeing her like this because it was as if she was angry at herself for being vulnerable, for being human. She saw the way he was looking at her.

"It was probably just kids." she said.

"Yeah well I think it was Willis. You've obviously pissed him off." Elliot said to her.

She just looked at him. Truth was she knew she had pissed Willis off and she guessed he was responsible for her attack. "I'm going bed. I know you're not going to leave so just make yourself comfy on the couch, there are blankets in the closet." she said before she disappeared into the bathroom. She was too tired to spend hours trying to get him to leave her to be alone.

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The next day Olivia and Elliot were talking to Emma in the interview room. She was in hysterics. "I don't believe I ever went through with any of this. He's hurting you because you tried to help me and because you're not afraid of him." she said.

"We will give you protection from him." Olivia told her.

"You can't protect me. He will stop at nothing to get to me and if you're helping me he will stop at nothing to get to you. He will kill us both." she said, pausing for a brief moment, "You need as much protection from him as I do Olivia."

"Emma please don't worry about me. I will make sure he can't hurt you or anyone else anymore." she said.

"You can't stop him Olivia. No one can!" Emma replied as tears filled her eyes. "I have to go." she said quickly.

"Not without protection you can't" Elliot reminded her.

"Watch me." she said as she stormed out.

"Emma wait." Elliot said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her body to a stop.

"Get off me!" she screamed at him. "Don't touch me, please don't touch me." she cried.

Elliot quickly let go of her wrist and recoiled his arm. He was overcome with guilt at how much he had obviously scared her. Emma had run off and Olivia was quickly following her. Elliot just stood there for a moment before he followed after them.

Out on the street Olivia was chasing after a speedy Emma. Olivia was trying to convince her to come back inside. Emma was barely listening to her; she was just trying to keep the small amount of distance between them.

"Emma please it isn't safe for you to be alone out here." Olivia pleaded. She was seriously considering arresting her but for what exactly what she wasn't sure. She stopped to check if she even had her cuffs.

Emma was suddenly running across the street. Olivia looked up as she heard tires screech and a black van pulled up next to Emma. The door opened and she was pulled inside. "Emma!" she yelled. Olivia grabbed her gun and ran into the street, supposedly to block the vans path.

She pointed her gun and yelled freeze to the driver but the van began speeding towards her, she managed to fire two shots before she was tackled to the pavement by Elliot just inches from being mowed down by the van. Ignoring the pain she quickly pushed him off her and pushed herself up. She limped into the street to catch the vans number plate but she never saw the taxi that clipped her, knocking her back to the floor hitting her head hard.

"Olivia!" Elliot yelled as he ran over to her lifeless body.

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Elliot had fallen asleep outside her hospital room. He wasn't sleeping at night thanks to Eli teething and keeping him up all night crying, so the moment he sat down in the day his eyes kept drifting shut. He was suddenly woke up as Olivia limped out of her hospital room; fully dressed, but her shirt and trousers were torn from being thrown against the floor so many times.

"Miss! Miss you can't go you need to stay in for observations!" the young nurse yelled to her, knowing full well she was being ignored.

"I'm fine." Olivia said walking away from her.

Elliot got up and followed her. "You know you need to stay in." he said to her.

"Elliot will you do me a favor and shut the hell up, my head is killing me." she said coldly.

"See! Christ Olivia you were hit by a car!" he reminded her.

"Barley...besides it was you tackling me to the floor that did most of the damage." she lied but blaming anyone other than her own stupidity that she knew was really responsible.

"Oh well next time you're about to become a puddle of splattered Olivia on the road I'll just leave it happen." he said sarcastically. "You really are something else you know that?" he said brushing past her.

He was pissed off at how little she cared about her own safety; she really did have no idea just how important she was to other people and how much they needed her, people like him. She was his partner and his best friend; he would be nothing without her.

She could see how hurt he was and it made her feel even guiltier than she already did. "El I'm sorry, but they took Emma. I told her I would protect her and I let them take her and now she's probably dead." she said as tears filled her eyes, threatening to fall.

Elliot turned around and walked over to her. He carefully placed his arm around her shoulder and hugged her, careful not to hurt her. "We'll get her back." he said.

Olivia nodded but she wasn't so sure.

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Olivia sprung up in bed as her phone rang. She looked at her clock, 3.45am. She quickly regretted moving as her stiff and aching body screamed out in pain. She picked her phone up and groggily answered. "Benson."

"Liv its Elliot, Warner just got a call to a Jane Doe found in central park. She thinks its Emma."

"I'll be right there." she said as she hurried out of bed and painfully pulled some clothes on.

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Olivia gave the officer who held the tape up for her to duck under a quick smile then was met by Elliot. "Liv there's no point you going over there. I identified her. It's Emma." he said.

She had stopped but she had to see it for herself, so she didn't just feel like this was all some really bad nightmare. She walked over to the body that was covered by a simple white blood soaked sheet and that Warner was crouched over. "Olivia you don't need to see this honey." Melinda said to her.

Olivia just gave her a look that said 'show me'. Melinda reluctantly pulled the sheet back. Olivia took a deep breath and bit her bottom lip to stop it from trembling as she looked down at Emma's lifeless body. Her eyes were wide open in fear, there was blood over her and bruises everywhere. There was a deep vicious looking slit where her throat should have been. Olivia felt tears burning her eyes. She looked away and Melinda took it as a cue to cover the body again.

Olivia wanted to say something but all she could do was shake her head. She turned on her heels and began walking off. "Liv wait." Elliot said as he followed her.

As she realized he was following her she took off running, it caused every inch of her body pain to do so but she was about to throw up and she wanted to be as far away from the others to do so.

Once she was safely out of sight from them she ducked behind a bush and emptied what little contents there was in her stomach. She wrapped her arms around herself and fell onto a nearby bench and sobbed.

TBC

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