A/N: just after I read amber's chapter, I had to write mine. Maybe it's a bit confusing.

Chapter 7: Dreams can lead you

Tic. Toc. Tic. Toc.

The clock made her go crazy. She sat at her desk at the precinct and was staring at the screen of her computer. There were some informations about her actual case.

Well, NO information would describe it better. All she knew was that her partner had been kidnapped by Dale Stuckey, the worst man ever. As Fin and Munch entered the squad room, she sighed.

"Hey Liv. You look bad. When did you sleep the last time?" Fin asked.

Olivia just shook her head and leaned back. She didn't want to talk now. She didn't know where Elliot was and made her sad. Why had she left him alone in this hotel room? Why?

Tic. Toc. Tic. Toc.

Liv groaned and threw a pen after the clock. When it hit it, the clock fell down and broke. Broke just like her.

Munch turned at her with a coffee mug in his hands. He raised his eyebrows and grinned. Then he chuckled.

"What did this clock to you? Is it remembering you to some one?"

"Uh… just shut up, John, okay? I'm mad with everyone right now, because we haven't found out something yet. It's already three days, since Stuckey kidnapped Elliot. It's just giving me nuts… not knowing if Elliot is okay or not."

"Well… you could call him."

Olivia shot an I-kill-you-look at Munch and turned away to stand up and go to her locker. When she was there she opened it and took out a picture of her and Elliot, standing in front of the precinct with wide grins. That was just after their fiftieth case together.

She sighed once again and leaned against the locker. Tears ran down her cheeks and she couldn't hold sobbing a little bit.

She missed him. Missed him so much, it was more than words could say. Fin came over silently and laid an arm around her shoulders.

"It will be okay, baby girl. It will be. Don't listen to Munch. He's as concerned as you. Believe me."

Behind them there was a cough.

"He's right." Munch said. "I care about El, too, Liv."

Olivia smiled at the man. She knew he did. She knew it well. Even though she could kill him sometimes, she knew. But Olivia said nothing.

She walked to the rest room and took her shirt and shoes off. She laid in one of the beds and tried to sleep. But she couldn't.

She writhed in the bed, tossing the grey cover away. That couldn't be. Elliot was her best friend and would ever be. Why couldn't they find him?

Why couldn't they find Stuckey or his friend or whoever helped him?

While thinking of that, she finally fell into a restless sleep.

Liv opened her eyes. It was dark and dusty. She tried to move but she couldn't. It was weird. While she looked around, she saw someone come through a gap in a door which was on the other side of the room.

Finally Liv could move. She headed toward the man, but didn't see his face to say who it was. She decided to follow him, even if he would see her.

The man looked around like as he heard something so Olivia hid behind a big pack of wood. Now she realized where she was. She was in a warehouse. A big one.

Now the man turned around and went through another door. Liv followed quietly. As she reached the room, bigger than the other before, she looked around again.

The room was empty, except one part. There was the man, now fully lightened. And in front of him…

"Elliot!" Olivia cried out

But they couldn't hear her. The man in front of Elliot was Dale Stuckey and held a knife. The same knife from years ago, when he tried to kill her partner for the first time.

As Olivia ran to the men, Elliot looked up. His face was bloody, but he didn't show his pain to his enemy. Would never do. But his eyes spoke another language. They were full of pain and sadness.

And Elliot couldn't move as well. Chains were wrapped around his wrists and hold him down on the ground.

Liv reached them and now saw Elliot's whole body. He only had his jeans on, but his shirt laid beside him in the dust. And over his chest were cuts. New, and the old scars. But now they were bleeding again.

Stuckey grinned like a maniac.

"Hello, Detective Stabler. You recognize me?"

"Yeah… You were the one that tried to kill me, weren't you?" Elliot croaked.

"Good boy. You're right. But Olivia, your lovely partner tricked on me so I couldn't finish my job. Now I'm resuming back to work as you see."

"You… bastard… I know she… will find and save me… You aren't going to get away with… it Stuckey… Never…"

Stuckey took the knife and grinned. And added a slow cut to the others on Elliot's upper part of the body.

Elliot let out a painful shriek. He threw his head back and closed his eyes in pain.

"Olivia!" he cried out. "Liv!"

Olivia couldn't hold it anymore and started sobbing. Tears ran down her cheek and landed on the ground. She ran to Elliot, tried to touch his face, tried to allay his pain.

"Olivia!"

"Olivia!"

She woke up, with tears in her eyes and a dry mouth. When she looked up, she saw straight into the eyes of Cragen, who was sitting beside her.

"Everything okay? You had a bad dream."

"I-I know… I know, where Elliot is. Well… I think I know where he is."

"Where?"

She sat straight up in the bed.

"In a warehouse. Here in Manhattan. I dreamt it."

Cragen chuckled slightly. He shook his head.

"You don't KNOW it, Olivia. I can't search all the warehouses around Manhattan. It would take too much time."

Olivia looked surprised at her captain. She couldn't believe it. Why didn't he believe her? He HAD to believe her! She was sure that Elliot was in that warehouse.

As she entered the squad room again, everyone looked at her but said nothing. She went to her locker and opened it again.

Something was wrong. There was an envelope inside which didn't belong there. She took it out and closed her locker again. She went to her desk and sat down.

Liv opened the envelope and took out a letter.

Dear Olivia.

I'm sure you're reading this in presence of your co-workers, aren't you? Then go to the rest room and sit down at a bench. I'm watching you. I know that there's a blue coffee mug on the table. And a pen lying besides it.

Olivia frowned. Then she went to the rest room and sat down just like in the letter. Then she read again.

I know that you are looking for your partner, Elliot Stabler. Is he really just your partner or your lover? Maybe your lover, but I hope not. For his sake. So… I think you should come over and accompany us. It would be a pleasure for me to meet you again after that long time.

Then there was a address.

But don't bring your other friends, Olivia. It wouldn't be good for Elliot.

All yours,

Dale Stuckey.

Now Olivia knew what to do. She stood up and walked out of the rest room. She walked to her desk, took her gun and her badge. The letter, too. The careful eyes of Fin and Munch followed her through the room.

When she was on the streets and headed to her car, she whispered:

"I'm coming, El. Hold on. I'm coming to save you."

A/N: pleeeeeaaaaaaseeeee review xD and thank you for still reading the story.