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Olivia woke up not knowing how long she had been asleep for. She opened her scared caramel brown eyes and looked around her unknown surroundings. She was laying on a double bed, in a wine red painted bedroom, completely set up with a chest of drawers, bedside tables with lamps on them, even a television set sat on top of the chest of drawers. It even had an ensuite bathroom attached to it.
Olivia couldn't understand it. She'd been abducted but was being held in an adequate room and laying on a comfortable bed, not tied up nor cuffed. Completely free to roam around the room at her own free will but the bedroom door was locked however, so she could not get out.
The pregnant brunette sat up and placed a hand on each side of her belly. She gently pressed in two fingers on each side and waited for a response from her unborn twins. She didn't have to wait long because they moved just seconds later, letting their mother know that they were ok.
She sighed and got up off the bed. "Mommy just wanted to see if you were ok, she didn't ask for one of you to lay on her bladder," she joked in a whisper and rubbed her swelling stomach as she walked in to the bathroom.
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Elliot was pacing around the squad room, trying to figure out in his head, where Olivia would have gone. No, Olivia would not have left, she'd been in pre-mature labour the day before and knew that she needed to stay in the hospital to prevent it from re-occuring. So someone took his pregnant fiancee.
"El!" Fin called. "We can see who took Liv. It's on camera. You can even see his face," he said and pointed to the screen.
It showed a man walking beside Olivia, just a step behind. The brunette looked frightened with her her hands resting on her bump, as to protect her unborn children.
The next picture showed that he had a gun to her lower back.
"Oh God," Elliot muttered. "T-that's Greg Jenkins. I...I arrested him for abusing his nine year old son."
"Well he got out on parole last week," Fin read off the man's rap sheet, which he had brought up on Olivia's computer.
"And now he's punishing me by taking my pregnant fiancee. She's been gone for six hours according to the time on the tape. He better not have hurt Olivia and the twins, otherwise...."
Fin put his hand on Elliot's shoulder. "Woah! Hold up, man! We'll get Liv and the twins back safely. Go catch a few up in the crib."
Elliot shook his head. "No. Not until I get my fiancee and unborn children back safely," he replied, adamantly.
Fin nodded in understanding. "Ok, man. I understand. I'd do the same thing to. But you've gotta settle down, man."
"We've got an address!" Munch announced.
"Let's go!" Elliot shouted and ran out, followed closely by Fin, Munch, Cragen and two other detectives. Marcus Scarletti and Edward Gray.
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Olivia was laying on the bed again, laying on her left side, providing more oxygen to her womb for her babies. For Jackson and Rebecca; when she heard the lock on the door unclick and saw the door open.
Greg Jenkins opened the door with a creepy smile. "It seems as though your fiance has pulled through. I can heard the sirens. He's on his way," he said, approaching the bed. "Now for part two of my plan. Get up."
Olivia gulped and slowly pushed herself off the bed. "Please don't hurt us. I...I need to get back to the hospital. I have Pre-eclampsia."
Greg actually soften and gently pushed her out of the room. "Olivia, I have nothing against you, only your precious fiance. I want him to pay. I don't want to hurt you or the babies, ok? So, just do I as I say."
Olivia nodded and let him guide her in to the living room, not wanting to piss him off for Jack's and Becca's sakes.
"Take a seat on the couch, Olivia," he said and gently pushed her down on the couch.
Olivia sat down and watched him grab out his gun. He aimed it toward the door and waited for the cavalry to arrive.
She heard the squad cars pull up out front before the door was kicked in and she heard the sweet, reassuring voice of her fiance. Her knight in shining armor.
"NYPD!" Elliot yelled with his gun drawn. "Put your hands where I can see them!"
There were another nine officers behind and beside him. Including Fin, Munch and Cragen.
"No, I don't think so, Detective Stabler. See, I wanna see how much you really love your fiancee and unborn children."
"I love them more then life itself," Elliot answered, honestly. "Please let her go. She needs to be in the hospital."
"Well put down the damn gun," Greg snarled.
Elliot slowly put down his gun, knowing what was coming.
"Now," Cragen whispered in his tiny mic to the sinper hidden outside.
"Hurry the hell up, Detective Stabler," Greg said, unaware.
The next second, glass breaking could be heard and Greg dropped to the floor, following by the brunette screaming in shock from the couch.
Elliot ran over to his fiancee and squatted down in front of her.
He cupped her face in his hands and whispered, caressing her cheek, "Baby....look at me, angel."
Olivia took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly as she slowly turned to look at her lover.
"That's it, angel," he cooed, encouragingly.
"El?" Her voice sounded so distant.
"Yes, Liv, it's me. You're safe now, baby," he told her and stood up.
He helped her up off the couch, only to find that she was wobbly on her feet, so he gently scooped her up and carried her out.
Elliot laid the brunette on the awaiting gurney and looked up at the paramedics.
"I'm coming."
"Sir..."
"She's my fiancee and she is carrying my children. I'm coming," Elliot told him, angrily.
Olivia rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb. "El, don't start trouble please. We need to get back to the hospital," she whispered.
Elliot nodded. "Sorry, baby," he said and got in to the back of the ambulance with her and one of the paramedics.
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The pregnant detective sighed in her sleep and her coffee brown eyes slowly drifted open as she slowly woke up. She was back in her hospital room. She looked to her left from where she was sitting propped up, to see her protective fiance holding her hand, asleep with his head on the side of the bed.
The brunette knew that the blue eyed man could not be comfortable. She leaned over a bit and lifted his hand a bit. She kissed the back of it and watched him slowly come back in to the land of awareness.
He opened his eyes and lifted his head to find his fiancee wide awake and watching him. "Hi angel."
"Hey El. You can't be comfortable. Come up here with me."
Elliot shook his head. "No, I don't want to put you out."
"You won't be, hon. Come on up. The babies are moving. You might be able to feel them. Not sure if it's too early for you to be able to or not."
Elliot got up on the bed and sat beside her. He gave Olivia his hand so she could place it where one of the babies were moving.
"Can you feel the baby kicking?" Olivia asked softly.
Elliot moved his hand a bit and waited. "No, I can't," he said sadly.
Olivia sighed. "Oh. I was hoping that you could."
"I'll be able to when they're bigger, baby," he told her.
Olivia nodded and leaned in to her lover. "They've stopped now anyway."
Elliot kissed her cheek. "Baby, did he hurt you?"
Olivia shook her head. "No, he didn't. He said he didn't have anything against me and didn't want to hurt me. He just wanted to make you pay. Is he dead?"
"No. Last I heard he was surgery. They think he'll live and he'll be charged with abduction and false imprisonment."
Olivia nodded. "I want to go home."
"I know, baby. The doctor said you could go home tomorrow and will have daily midwife visits. I'm on paid leave for two weeks to be home with you too, honey."
"I'll be fine, El. You can still work," the brunette insisted.
Elliot kissed his lover on the lips. "Baby, I love you and the babies more then life itself, ok? Of course, I'm going to help you."
"Thank you, El. We love you too and we're so grateful."
Elliot rested his forehead against his fiancee's and nuzzled noses with her.
The couple were content just to get lost in each other's eyes, until they were disturbed by Olivia's doctor. Dr Stone.
She cleared her throat to get their attention. "Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt but I have your meds here, Olivia," she said and gave them to her patient.
Olivia took them with complaint and the doctor checked her vitals.
"It's good to see that your blood pressure has gone down, Olivia. Have you felt the babies move lately?"
Olivia nodded. "Yes, they were moving just a few minutes ago."
"Well that's very good. Just remember laying on your left hand side or sitting well propped up improves the flow of blood to the placenta, ok?" She said, giving Olivia her magnesium sulphate injection, which is supposed to roughly half her chance of developing Eclampsia.
"Ok. I read that in one of the pamphlets you gave me."
Dr. Stone nodded. "Ok, well, everything looks good. If you don't deterioate over night, I don't see why you can't go home tomorrow with daily visits from Midwife Jessica Aubery."
"Thanks."
"No problem, Olivia. I'll check back in about half an hour but if you need me before, you know how to contact me," Helena said. "Oh, I was told to inform you that Greg Jenkins did not make it through surgery," she informed them and left.
Olivia snuggled in to her lover and sighed in relief. "You're safe, El."
Elliot kissed the top of his fiancee's head. "You and the twins are safe too. I just hope nothing else bad happens."