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Chapter 2

The next day.

Olivia was sat in a very long queue of traffic. It was beginning to drive her mad. She was so close to the precinct now. A little up ahead was a back street, it probably wasn't the safest place to park a car but it was going to be as close as she could get to the precinct that didn't involve her sitting in traffic for another few hours.

As the traffic inched forward she flicked on the indicator and sped into the back street, narrowly missing the side of another car as she slipped past it. Once in the back street she pulled up and got out. As she began making her way to the precinct on foot a loud crack of thunder bellowed above her. She began walking quicker but another loud crack of thunder rolled in almost immediately after the first.

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Fifteen minutes later Olivia walked into the squad room to find Elliot already there and on the phone. She presumed he hadn't been home all night since he was still wearing the same clothes from the previous day. As she stepped behind her desk he put the phone down. He'd been speaking to Kathy, telling her to stay away longer, she wasn't impressed but she had agreed.

"Nice of you to finally make an appearance." he snipped.

So his mood hadn't changed. Olivia rolled her eyes and smiled as she replied, "Guess I was right." she said, clearly confusing Elliot.

"You usually think you are." Elliot snapped back with a sarcastic smile.

"You know, if it wasn't for the fact that this son-of-a-bitch killed Jenny then I would be taking some holiday time right now and leaving you to deal with this one on your own."

"Well you know what, I wish you would."

"Oh because you're such a better Detective than I am, Elliot!" Olivia yelled back sarcastically, he was making her so mad it was surprising herself.

"I'm glad you finally noticed that."

"Oh my God, you are so far up your own ass that I'm waiting for you to start coming back out out of you mouth!" she continued to yell.

"I don't need your help with this, as usual you'll just get in the way and I'll be distracted watching your back!" Elliot roared at her.

She glared back at him. Tears threatened to fill her eyes but she swallowed hard and steadied her emotions before she told him. "Once we're through with this case, once I see this bastard back in prison for what he did to Jenny, I'm gone. I'm gonna request a transfer out of the SVU." she told him, her voice quiet, the only way she could keep her sadness out of it.

"So your gonna walk away like you usually do?" Elliot said.

"No Elliot, I am gonna be running away….because I can't take this anymore." she told him.

They both stood staring at one another for a minute before they heard Cragen's door open.

"Two patrol officers just picked up Mac Dempsey. They're bringing him in. I want you both to question him, and that's an order." he said. He'd heard every word of their argument. They always argued like an old married couple but he'd never heard them argue and believed that perhaps they actually meant the words they spoke.

He couldn't help but fear he was about to lose one or both of his best Detectives.

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Elliot walked into the interview room first, alone. He stood for a moment just staring at his oldest enemy. Mac had changed since he had last saw him, not only had he changed by aging, but he had beefed up a lot in prison. Eat or be eaten, right? He also had a huge scar down the side of his face, making his features look even more menacing than before.

Whilst Elliot was taking mental notes on how Mac had changed, Mac was doing the same but on Elliot.

"You look older, Elliot. I guess that's what this job, a wife and five snot nosed kids does to you." Mac sneered.

"And I see you tried to improve your looks whilst you were in prison."

"Oh this thing," Mac said, pointing up to the scar on his face, "Believe me when I say you should see the other guy, not that I think there will be much more than just bones left of him by now."

Elliot just scoffed, he wasn't impressed by Mac. He watched Mac turn to face the door when Olivia walked in. He watched how his eyes immediately snaked up and down Olivia's whole body, he could see how he was undressing her with his eyes, already fucking her with his eyes.

He stepped sideways so that he was now leaning on the table in front of Mac, his body shielding Olivia's as she leant against the door. Mac smiled and looked up at Elliot, he knew what Elliot was doing.

"Tell me about when you raped and murdered Jenny?" Elliot said confidently.

"He always get straight down to the point?" Mac asked, leaning around Elliot so he could see Olivia.

Olivia pushed herself off the door and moved in front of the window so Elliot was no longer blocking her. She leant against the window and glared at Mac.

"She's a lot different from your partner back when. He was fat, bald, ugly….she is… Well she is just a one of a kind." he smirked.

Elliot slapped his hands down on the table. "Tell me why you killed Jenny?"

Mac continued to stare at Olivia, he was doing it purposely, waiting to see how Elliot would react. It was when he slowly slithered the tip of his tongue along his top lip at her that Elliot flipped.

He practically ran around the table and ripped Mac up from the table. He slammed him against the wall as hard as he could then pulled him forward and slammed him again, the whole time Mac smirked back at him.

"Tell me something Olivia, has he ever roughed you up like this when you wont give him something he wants?" Mac asked, "Cause I can tell he want's something from you."

Elliot slammed Mac again and then held him against the wall with one hand and punched him hard in the face with the other. Olivia was quick to get to Elliot's side. She pushed him back away from Mac, reluctantly he sort of let her.

"El, go outside for a while. We need this prick in one piece." she whispered to him, but Mac heard anyway.

"Yeah, leave us alone for a while, Elliot. That will be all the time I need to show her what a real man feels like." Mac said.

"I'm not leaving you in here alone with him." Elliot said to Olivia, not ignoring what Mac had just said.

"I'll be fine, just get out for a minute."

"I'm not going anywhere!" he yelled at her.

"I can handle scum like him, you know I can. I've dealt with worse than this low life."

"Mind your tongue there, Olivia. No one likes name calling." Mac warned her, deadly serious.

"When I'm talking to you I'll face you, you pathetic son-of-a-bitch!" Olivia snapped. She wanted answers as to why he had gone after Jenny, had it just been to wind Elliot up, show him that he had been watching him, keeping tabs on the cases he worked? Yes.

"Liv, stop winding him up." Elliot muttered to her as he grabbed her arm and pulled her further away from Mac.

Olivia snatched her arm away from him, "I want answers from him, I want to know why he killed Jenny. If this is how I have to get answers, then it's what I'll do."

"It won't work with him, he won't tell you. He plays games, Liv. It's the only way he'll tell us, through some sort of game."

All three of them looked over at the door as it opened and Langan walked in.

"I don't remember him asking for a lawyer." Elliot snapped.

"Well he did, on his way over here." Langan told them.

"And that would be you, wouldn't it." Olivia spat at him.

"Unless you're charging my client I'm taking him home."

Mac smiled as Langan walked up to him and grabbed his arm, guiding him out of the room. "Goodbye Elliot, this was fun. I'll see you soon, Olivia." Mac said.

Elliot went to charge at him, but Olivia pushed him back and Langan shut the door behind himself.

Elliot stepped away from Olivia and began pacing the room, annoyed. "You always have to do your own thing in an interview, you can never just follow my lead!" he yelled as he turned to face Olivia.

"I know how to analyse and work a perp." she replied.

"No! You just think you do, but I know this guy, Olivia. I know how he thinks, how he works, what he's capable of!"

"And I've seen what he's capable of, or are you just so keen to beat this guy to a bloody pulp that you've forgotten what he did to Jenny?"

Elliot glared at her before he said, "Next time, just let me interview him, you stay outside so things don't get fucked up again."

"You know what Elliot, I take orders from Cragen….not you." she said before she left the room.

Elliot walked back over to the table and leant over it, resting his hands on it. He stood there, eyes closed and silent for a moment before he roared in anger and frustration and flipped the table right over, he swung round and grabbed one of the chairs and threw it at the wall where it bounced off and nearly hit him.

He reached down and picked it up again and threw it back at the wall, letting it bounce back off as he walked over to the wall to his right. He rested his hands on the wall and leant against it, letting his forehead rest against the cold brick, his head was pounding, aching.

He knew he should go after Olivia, apologise to her. He hated how he was treating her but he couldn't help it. He was so scared for his family and so angry that the very system he worked for had let him down so badly, and not just him but everyone. The law had allowed someone as dangerous as Mac back into society somehow not seeing or refusing to see how dangerous he was.

Elliot felt sick at the thought of what Mac was capable of, what he would do next, who he would go after next, what he would do to them….Little did he know just who that person was going to be.

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Olivia was so pissed off at Elliot. They had fought before but recently it seemed fighting was all they did. She was beginning to think there was more than one reason Detectives didn't stay working in Special Victims Unit; not just because it was too hard to keep working with the victims but because it was too hard to stay working with your partner there.

She hated to think of leaving the SVU but truth was she would rather leave now why Elliot still cared enough to argue with her. She knew if she stayed finally he would just stop talking to her altogether and that would be when he truly stopped caring about them as partners.

She was almost by her car when she pulled out her keys from her pocket. She was planning on going home, having a nice hot bubble bath and enjoying a nice, large, glass of wine. Then she wanted to crawl into bed and hide under the covers and try to forget about the day.

But, someone else had a different evening lined up for her. Olivia never heard anyone come up from behind her she just felt her body get shoved forward and then pinned against her car. She tried to throw her elbow out and hit her attacker but they were quick, strong. In seconds they had hold of her cuffs and had tightened them around her left wrist.

She yelped in pain as they ripped back her right arm and secured a cuff round that wrist too. "Help!" she screamed, praying someone would hear her, praying someone was in the quiet parking lot behind the Station house. She went to scream again but her head was pulled back and then thrust hard against her car.

She was left for seconds in nauseating dizziness and pain. She felt her body being scooped up over someone's shoulder. She then heard the whoosh of the trunk of a car being opened, she even felt when her body was stuffed into the trunk, but she had no idea when the trunk was slammed shut as unconsciousness took over.

TBC

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