Chapter 1:
I sat at my desk with my head in my hands feeling extremely down at how this case ended. William Lewis, a sadistic rapist, was free to roam the streets due to a technicality. I looked over at El sitting at his desk and he looked just as upset as I did. Fin and Rollins came over and asked if we all wanted to go out for a drink to try and temporarily forget this horrible day. I declined, wanting to just curl up on my couch with a glass of wine and be alone in my own thoughts. El said he wanted to spend some time with his kids since he had been working so much on the case this last week. Cragen told me that he was giving me the next two days off and he would write me up if I didn't take him up on that. I agreed to stay home and said goodbye to everyone.
I entered the apartment, set my stuff on the counter, and grabbed a wine glass. As I was opening a bottle of cabernet, I heard a noise down the hall towards the bedroom. I paused, the hairs on the back of my neck raised, and cautiously walked out of the kitchen to the hallway. Suddenly, he was there, William Lewis standing right in front of me. He had a gun pressed to my forehead. I could feel the cool metal on my skin and my entire body broke out into a cold sweat. I froze and couldn't move. All my instincts from the job were gone and all I could think of was that I didn't want to die. He then raised the gun above my head, I felt searing pain in my skull, and then everything went black.
I awoke disoriented, my vision was blurry, and both my legs and arms were zip tied together. My head felt like it was going to explode, and a wave of nausea overcame me. I then realized there was some sort of tape over my mouth, so I pushed down the urge to vomit. There was also a burning pain in my wrists and ankles due to the restraints cutting into my skin. I was on my side lying on the floor in the living room and could not move. Suddenly the image of Lewis in my apartment with a gun to my head returned and I realized what was going on. I was being held hostage by a psychopath rapist and most likely wasn't going to come out of this alive. Fear took over my whole body and I suddenly wanted El. I needed him for comfort and he would also know what to do.
Suddenly I was staring at the toe end of a black boot and then sharp pain ripped through my shoulder as I was yanked up by my arm and placed in a chair. Then I was suddenly looking into the coldest, darkest eyes I had ever seen. He ripped the tape off my mouth and my skin was on fire. He gripped my face and warned me that if I screamed, he would shoot me and then rape my dead body. My stomach roiled and I could feel the acid churning threatening to spew out. I wanted to live so I fought back every urge to scream and fight back. He then started pouring vodka down my throat and I couldn't breathe. My throat was on fire, I started choking, and then vomited. Lewis was then whispering in my ear horrible lewd acts he was going to do to me. I felt dirty, terrified, sick, and pain all over. I prayed that someone would soon come looking for me, preferably before he did anything else to me. Suddenly I heard knocking on my door, "Hey Liv, its El. I called you this morning to check on you and you didn't answer. Just checking to see if you are, ok? Liv?" Lewis quickly placed the duct tape back over my mouth and threw me back down on the floor.
Elliot continued to knock, and I smiled inwardly knowing that he wasn't going to go away until he knew I was ok. Relief washed over me thinking that this would soon be over, and this torture would stop. I heard the door being unlocked remembering that I had given El a key awhile back for emergencies. He came in and saw me lying on the floor. I was moaning and trying to warn him that danger lurked right around the corner, but it was too late. He ran over and squatted down next to me and reached to take the tape off me. Lewis came up from behind and pistol whipped him right in the back of his skull. He was knocked out cold almost immediately. My whole body was shaking from the realization that we were both now hostages and he would most likely kill Elliot right away. Sadness overcame me with the thought of having to live without him. I knew deep down I had been in love with him for a while and that it would never go anywhere due to the interfering factor of him being married. My heart was now breaking, realizing I would never see him again and fear of what Lewis was going to do me.