AN: I hope you guys are just able to understand the idea that every time there's a horizontal ruler on the page, it's usually changing POV or time. (: Okayyy read on.
"What do you want, Rob? I'll give it to you," Olivia said.
Rob shook his head. "I highly doubt you'll give it to me willingly," he chuckled.
Olivia wanted to cry, but she wouldn't. She'd hold it in, no matter how much she wanted to bawl because she knew that Elliot was hurt and that she was going to get hurt very badly, and possibly raped, and possibly killed as well.
She was terrified but she knew that she had to maintain her cool in front of Rob Lawrence because she didn't want to act scared of anything in front of him. Then he would win. His goal was to scare her and make her go through pain. So the best thing she could do in this situation was act like she wasn't scared of anything he'd do to her, and also to act like nothing hurt bad enough to make her regret what she did. That was what he wanted. He wanted her to feel pain for what she did and he wanted her to plead for her life and plead not to be raped. She wasn't going to give him what he wanted. The less she reacted, the longer she would live.
"First, you're going to get a few shocks. This will only hurt like hell," he said, attaching some wires to her.
Shit, Olivia thought. Here we go.
The first shock woke her up to just how bad it was going to hurt. She didn't scream though. She tried to keep the painful look off of her face, but it didn't work on the first shock. She was trying to think of how she could not react to something that hurt so badly. The next shock, she still winced. Luckily enough, Rob had missed her painful look. He was concentrating on the materials he was using to cause her so much pain. On the third shock, Olivia squeezed her teeth together tightly and kept a straight face.
She wasn't going to let him win. She had to make it as long as she could, until her team could find her. If she wouldn't give him what he wanted, her pain, then he'd have to keep trying stuff on her to please himself. It would mean a lot more pain for Olivia than if she just screamed and let out her terror, but if she did that, then she'd get killed a lot faster. If she didn't satisfy him with her pain, then he'd keep trying to get what he wanted, and her team would have a longer amount of time to get to her.
Olivia planned on just staying sort of silent, letting Rob try to incite anger from her. But she wasn't going to get mad. She was going to ignore this. She was going to think about Elliot, and what they'd do when he came and saved her, and how they'd sit in bed and he'd hug her and they'd always be thankful that both of them were still alive and together. Because she was going to get out of this alive. She had to. For Elliot, for herself, for all of the rape victims out there that she wanted to help in the future. She was determined to get out of this mess. But she knew she'd have to go thruogh a lot of extreme pain before that could happen.
Elliot was at the precinct with the rest of the team, working to find Rob and Olivia. All Elliot had thought about all day was Olivia. He couldn't quit thinking horrible thoughts about what could be happening to her. He also kept blaming himself. How could he not? Olivia had chosen to let Rob take her instead of killing him, and she had known that Rob was planning to torture her and kill her. Elliot tried to stop being furious at himself though, because he knew that thinking like that wasn't helping anything in the situation, and he really needed to stop thinking about everything and just work to find Olivia.
Cragen handed Elliot a piece of paper. "These are Rob's homes," he said.
Elliot nodded and looked at the paper. Listed on it was all of the places Rob had ever lived. The prison had that information because they'd gotten it when they'd taken him. There were addresses on the paper of one apartment that he currently owned, and then a bunch of other apartments that he had lived in before.
"I doubt that he's holding her in an apartment because of neighbors and everything," Elliot said.
"Go ahead and check, because that's all we've got for now," Cragen replied.
Elliot nodded glumly and told Fin, "Let's go check his apartments."
There were five different apartments on the list, and none of them were sheltering Rob, the six prisoners, and Olivia. Most of the apartments were either stranded completely or were owned by new people. Elliot and Fin hadn't found anything of use in any of them either, so like Elliot had thought, their search in the apartments was pointless. At least he'd had a little bit of hope for a couple hours.
When they got back to the precinct, they watched Cragen's and Munch's faces drop as they walked in empty handed. The whole team was worried sick about Olivia, mainly because they all knew what the guy she was with was capable of. This was one of the worst situations she'd ever been in. But she was smart, and everybody knew that. Elliot was hoping she'd stall Rob until the team could find her and get her back to the precinct safely. She knew what to do in situations like this.
Elliot tried really hard not to show exactly how upset he was right now, because none of the team knew that he was with Olivia. Nobody knew that they were anything more than partners; they'd both agreed not to tell anybody. It would have ended up really bad if anybody found out. They wouldn't be able to work together anymore, which would have been devastating not only for the two of them, but for the entire department, because the two of them together formed the best couple of detectives in New York. So they hadn't told anybody about their relationship, because it would have gotten around and it was just better for everybody that they were secretive about it all. Really, it had worked out fine. Nobody even suspected anything.
Now that Olivia was gone, though, Elliot was afraid that everybody on the team would suspect that something was going on. But really, he didn't care about that right now. He just wanted to find her. He needed to find her. They wouldn't be all right without her. He definitely wouldn't be all right without her. They had to find her.
Olivia's whole body hurt so bad by now that she almost wanted to die. She thought maybe it would be all right to just...let go. Go away from all of this pain, and save herself from the terror of going through anymore of this. But then she forced her mind to remember that life was more important than that, and that this might be one of the hardest things she ever went through, and if she just got through it, then she could be all right. She thought about Elliot. He wouldn't be all right if she died. He wouldn't understand, and he would be left wondering why she hadn't tried harder to stay alive.
So Olivia had to keep going. She could get through this. The whole time she had been tortured, she had thought of Elliot, and of Fin and Munch and Cragen. She even thought about Simon, which was really surprising. She was really just trying to take her mind off of what was happening to her. She was slowly deteriorating, she was getting in worse and worse condition with every second and with every shock and punch and cut that passed by. She tried to think of anything other than what was going on right now, because then she'd show her pain to Rob and to the six other refugees that were torturing her. She thought about life, about all of the fun times she'd had. She tried to remember the first time she met Elliot and what she felt like. She thought about when they'd split up and how upset she'd felt and how happy she was when she'd reunited with him. Memories of all the little things Elliot said to her to make her day flashed through her mind. She thought about the first time when she realized how much Elliot cared about her, when Richard White began to stalk her. She tried to remember when things got more serious between the two of them.
Eventually, Olivia had thought too much about Elliot and being a cop, so she got bored with those thoughts. Then she began to think about random things, anything to keep her mind off of the pain. Rob kept saying things to her like, "How does that feel?" but she was ignoring him. She wasn't even listening to him talk about it anymore, because he kept saying the same things over and over, just begging for her attention. She wasn't going to give him that, so she thought of crazy, random things. Like, what if she bought a dog after this? One of those perfect little Golden Retriever puppies that was on all the dog food commercials? Wouldn't that be fun? She and Elliot could sleep with it at night and it would be so soft, like a little teddy bear. Olivia would make sure that it was a boy, just so that she could name him Duke, because she'd always liked that name for a dog. She'd buy him a cute blue collar with a little jingle bell on it so she'd always know where he was.
What was she thinking? She couldn't get a dog! She was at work too much to pay attention to it!
Her mind flipped over to another topic, but she found herself still thinking more about Elliot. She couldn't wait to see him again. She had to see him again.
"Olivia! Why...?" Rob yelled.
Olivia could tell that he wanted to ask, "Why aren't you screaming? Why doesn't this hurt?", but she also knew that he wouldn't say that because he didn't want her to know how upset he was that she wasn't crying out in pain or yelling for Elliot.
She ignored him and didn't say a word. She wanted to scream, to cry her eyes out, to pray to God, to stop gritting her teeth. But she couldn't, because she needed to get out of here, she needed to stall him until her team could rescue her. She needed to stay silent, for her life. For Elliot.