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Chapter 3

Elliot sat down at his desk with a fresh cup of coffee. He began staring into thin air. He couldn't help but think about the argument he had had with Olivia a little over an hour ago. He was beginning to feel guilty and the more he thought about it the worse he kept feeling. He was about to pick his phone up and call her and attempt to make some sort of apology, however just as he put his fingers on it it began to ring.

He was a little surprised when he saw it was Olivia ringing him. Nervously, he answered. "Hey, Liv. Look, I want to apologise…"

"El," Olivia said, her voice rushed, shaky.

He could immediately tell something was wrong, he could hear fear in her voice, something he had very rarely heard from her before. "Olivia, what is it? What's up?"

"She's fine, just a little bump on her head is all." Mac told Elliot.

"What the hell have you done to her?" Elliot spat down the phone as he stood up, panic now evident in his voice.

"You'll find that out when you find her, if you do find her that is. You made my life a misery, Elliot, and now its my chance to return the favour!" Mac shouted angrily at him, "Good luck trying to find her, you're both gonna need it!" Mac said bitterly before he hung up.

"Son-of-a-bitch!" Elliot roared as he kicked his chair away from his desk. He turned around and slammed his hands down on his desk, he leaned there for a moment suddenly feeling very very sick.

~0~0~0~0~

Olivia watched from where she was tied to some sort of large pipe that ran straight down deep into the ground. She could see she was in some sort of old warehouse, and since she could hear boats mournful horns and seagulls shrill cries she figured it was probably somewhere near the docks. The place looked like it had been shut down and abandoned a long time ago.

She had tried to pull away from the pipe but her arms were stretched out behind her and around the pipe and her wrists were bound together with what she guessed to be her own cuffs.

"I used to work here," Mac told her as he turned her phone off and put it back in his pocket, "Before Elliot put me in prison." he said walking right up to her, leaning against the pipe, his shoulder pushing up against hers. She wanted to move away but the way she was tied up didn't offer her an inch of free wriggle room.

"It suits you; cold, dirty." Olivia mocked.

Mac just laughed and then slid his tongue over his top lip again, it was something she noticed he did a lot. "You have a smart mouth, don't cha. Well, in prison, that smart mouth of yours would get you into a lot of trouble."

"Well then its probably a good job we're not in prison, because I'm going to be using "my smart mouth" a lot." Olivia told him matter-of-factly.

Mac scoffed as he stepped right in front of her. She didn't dare move when he pulled out a pocket knife but her heart did skip a beat. His next movements were quick and rough as he cut the bottom of her t-shirt a little before he ripped a long piece of material from it. He then made it into a gag, pushing part of it into a mouth and then tying it behind her head.

"That should keep you quiet." he said as he returned the knife to his pocket and walked over to her car which he had also parked in the large warehouse.

With his back turned Olivia let out a sigh. The truth was she was scared, she had the smarts to know just how much danger she was now in.

~0~0~0~0~

The next hour actually passed by quite quickly, but it didn't seem it to Elliot. He was frantic, trying to organise everyone who had now joined him in the squad room. Cragen was of course trying to keep things under control but Elliot wasn't leaving him with much opportunity.

"He used her phone damn-it so lets get a track on it, NOW!"

"We already told you Stabler the tracker won't work whilst he's got her phone turned off." Fin said, annoyed with Elliot's attitude.

"Then get his phone details, ring him."

"And you really think he's going to be stupid enough to carry a phone on him that will track us straight to him." Fin pointed out.

"Will you stop questioning everything and actually do something!" Elliot barked at him.

"Don't start with me Elliot!"

"Both of you shut-up!" Cragen warned. "Keep trying her number, if he turns it on for just a second lets use the second to try to get a trace, something… Elliot go get some air."

"I don't need it!" Elliot snapped.

"Do it right now or go home and don't come back till I say so." Cragen told him.

Reluctantly Elliot left, heading straight for the roof. He needed air, he felt light headed and sick. Images of Mac's earlier victims - the ones that had been found - flashed before Elliot's eyes, over and over but it was Olivia's face he saw on them. Once on the roof his stomach flipped and that's when he threw up.

~0~0~0~0~

It was a little under ten minutes later when Elliot stepped back behind his desk. Fin tried his best to ignore him but Munch walked over and noted, "You look worse now than you did a minute ago."

"I feel worse." Elliot told him truthfully. "She hasn't got much time John, if we don't find her soon then we won't. Mac is sick, he'll torture her till there's nothing left of her for him to torture."

Everyone suddenly jumped when Elliot's phone began to ring again. He looked at caller ID and told everyone who it was, "It's Liv's number." he said. Everyone went silent as he answered. "Hello." Immediately he put the call on speaker.

"I know you'll use this call to try to track where we are so I'm gunna make this quick; if you want your completely fuck-able partner back then you best tell me where your family is because in all honestly I don't want to kill Olivia, I want to kill your family because although I know it would hurt you to lose Olivia I think it would kill you to lose your whole family."

"I'll never tell you where they are." Elliot told him.

"Then I guess you won't mind if I have some fun with Olivia?"

"How do I know she's even still alive?" Elliot said.

The sound of a painful scream suddenly filled the room. "Don't let him find out where they are Elliot!" Olivia shouted, her voice shaky.

"If you don't tell me where they are I could always beat it out of Olivia."

"Just let her go, she has no idea where my family is." Elliot lied.

"See now, I just don't believe you. I think she does know."

"She knows nothing you fuck, just let her go!" Elliot yelled.

"You listen to me you mother-fucker!" Mac roared angrily. "You don't get to speak to me like that, no one does. You need to learn that there are consequences for your actions Elliot, but with me it will be the ones you love who suffer, not you. You'll get to live knowing they went through hell because of you!"

"Mac, I'm sorry. Please, just return Olivia to me and I'll go with you."

"Oh, I'll send her back to you. She'll just be used up and dead." Mac said before the line went dead.

Elliot closed his eyes and breathed deeply. He then silently turned to face Fin who stood with the technical team who had been working on setting up the trace. Fin shook his head, frustrated.

"Damn-it!" Elliot yelled as he ripped his computer off his desk and onto the floor.

~0~0~0~0~

Olivia watched Mac as he paced. He seemed to be getting nervous. She wished she had been able to hear what Elliot had said on the phone, whatever it was it seemed to have had an effect on Mac.

"You look a little worried there Mac, something wrong?" she asked, a little cockily.

"Shut up!" Mac said, pointing his finger at her as a warning.

Olivia couldn't help but smile, "You really are pissed at something, or someone. What's up, have you realised that Elliot is never going to tell you where Kathy or the kids are and that he gonna find you and kick you sorry pathetic ass!"

Mac stormed over to her and pulled the knife out again. He walked behind her and cut the cable ties. She immediately pulled away from the pipe and turned around. Mac ran up to her and went to grab her but she threw a punch that hit him right in the face, as he stumbled backwards she turned and ran.

She had no idea where she was running to but as far away from Mac as she could get was her first idea. She ran across the dirty warehouse floor and down some steps, she pushed open a door, the only one she could see. She found herself in a room, at the back of the room was a window.

She quickly ran over to it and looked through. She could she a little bit of outside. Grass grew tall in front of the glass blocking most of the view from it. She pushed against it, praying it would open, "Come on, open!" she muttered.

"It won't open!" Mac said from right behind her.

She spun round only to have his fist hit her hard in the face. She practically spun on the spot, her mouth quickly filled with her blood. He'd hit her so hard in the mouth that he had split her lip and gums and caused her to bite her own tongue.

Her eyes filled with tears of pain as he grabbed her arm and twisted it up her back. He began pushing her forward as she blinked and her tear filled eyes emptied. Tears rolled down her face which she wanted to wipe away but she didn't. She didn't want to give Mac the satisfaction of thinking he had hurt her.

He pushed her hard into a workbench that she hadn't even noticed. She hadn't took a second to look around the room she had ran into, but she quickly began to wish she had. It was some sort of tool room. Old and rusty tools lay everywhere, odd blades hung on the walls and opened tins of paint and other chemicals littered the floor.

She tried to pull her arm away when Mac stretched it out in front of her. She tried even harder when he lay it in a big vice. He held her hand tight as he began turning the vice, clamping it tighter and tighter around her wrist.

"Mac, stop please!" she begged.

Mac just smiled at her as he continued tightening it.

"I will, if you tell me where Elliot stashed his family. I know you know."

Olivia stared at him, not about to answer. He turned the handle once, causing her to gasp in pain.

"I'll stop if you tell me."

Again she refused to answer.

He began turning the handle more. "Just tell me, it's not like they're your family."

"Never." Olivia told him. Hell would freeze over before she let anyone hurt any member of Elliot's family.

"Fine. Have it your way!" he told her unwilling to give her anymore chances. Olivia struggled to hold in a whimper of pain as she felt the cold metal vice begin to crush her wrist. She tried to pull away, tried to push Mac back, even kicked out at him but he was determined and continued closing the vice.

Olivia yelped in pain and once more kicked out at him, she could hear her bones beginning to crunch, the pain was blinding. She had kicked him in the leg as hard as she could but all it got her was a kick back. He kicked her in her shin, knocking her leg from under her.

Mac turned the vice one more time and Olivia screamed in pain as her wrist snapped in two.

~0~0~0~0~

Elliot was snapped out of his thoughts by the shrill ring of his phone. He quickly answered it. "Yeah," he said, knowing it would be Mac.

"Elliot, I have some news for you."

"What?" Elliot said, his stomach turning at the thought of what it could be.

"I decided I want to change this game. Even though Olivia might be easy on the eyes she's beginning to get a bit of a handful. That and I'm thinking she may need a little bit more persuading into telling me where your whore of a wife and brats are."

Elliot had the phone on speaker so Munch, Fin and Cragen were all listening again. Huang had also joined them, everyone knew he was one of the best people to try to work out how Mac's mind worked. They all prayed it might help them work out where he was.

"I warned Olivia, I told her that I wouldn't put up with her and her smart fucking mouth, but she kept digging a hole for herself, and now that's exactly where she's found herself." Mac said.

All the men looked at each other, not one of them liked the sound of the words they had just heard, they all assumed one thing.

"What did you do to her?" Elliot growled.

"Well first, I hit her in the face, then I crushed her wrist in a vice and then I put her in an old storm drain."

Elliot looked up and out of the window, he hadn't even heard the rain begin to fall but the window was now covered in droplets of rain. As the thunder cracked he turned back to the phone. "Where? Is she still alive?" he asked.

"She was when I put her in there, but even though this particular drain is now abandoned and blocked off it will flood and with this rain we're having, it won't take long either." Mac chuckled menacingly.

"Where?" Elliot asked.

"I wonder how long she'll be able to stay above the water with a broken wrist." Mac said.

"WHERE?" Elliot yelled.

"Where's your family?" Mac yelled back.

Elliot stepped back, he wasn't about to tell Mac that but he also wasn't about to let Olivia drown.

"You do this and you make things so much harder for yourself. If anything happens to Olivia you'll never get out of prison…" Elliot began.

"I'm not going back to prison." Mac told him, a fact.

"Mac, tell me where she is, please. This thing is between you and me, Olivia has nothing to do with this…"

"Yes she does. See I decided that getting revenge on you would be best served by hurting the ones you love, this you already know. I was hoping to slaughter your family and scatter them around New York for you to find! But then you moved them somewhere. Then I saw how protective you got of Olivia when she was around me and I figured she was the next best thing. I had hoped I could get their location out of Olivia but she really must like your family because she refuses to tell me, which is why I am really enjoying making this as hard as I possibly can for her." Mac told him.

They all looked up when one of the windows blew wide open, rain began pouring in, the wind swirled into the room, blowing paper work off all the desks and as the thunder roared loudly Elliot couldn't help but fear he might not find Olivia in time.

"What do I have to do to find her?" Elliot asked.

"Just tell me where your family is." Mac told him simply.

"I can't do that." Elliot told him.

"Then start arranging Olivia's funeral, you won't need a coffin because you won't find her body." Mac told him before he hung up.

TBC

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