Olivia spent days and even weeks wondering what happened to Elliot ,after what had happened. Although she feared the worse, something told her that he was still alive. Olivia felt it, but wasn't so sure that her gut feeling was correct.

One thing Olivia did know was that Elliot wasn't being held in any of the rooms, or downstairs for that matter. Jason already had taken her downstairs to prove that. Aside from that, she felt more uncomfortable around him. Especially at night, since now Jason was sleeping with her on a regular basis, but at nights felt his arms wrapping around her.

Just the feeling, made Olivia want to puke. It had seemed as if he was falling for her, but she knew it was all for show and not once gave in to his phony act. Just last night, she felt his hand caressing her stomach, as Olivia pushed his hand away.

She didn't want this bastard feeling her baby kicking. Jason didn't seem angry by her rejection, but continued to spill out stuff about Elliot, but noticed that she wasn't listening. In fact, he ended up sleeping on the couch. However, Olivia still couldn't sleep not even after she locked the door. Though her baby was actively kicking inside; she sighed deeply

" You can't sleep either huh?" she whispered softly, as her hand continued caressing her stomach. It was a hard for her even to be happy about having a baby; right down to the fact that Jason knew what she was having.

What puzzled her was that Jason enjoyed sharing a shower with her. Even when Olivia had told him several times to get out, she even yelled but he never listened. Every morning, she dreaded taking a shower, wanting to have some private time.

Then a few days ago, she awoke feeling his lips on her neck, causing her to slap him hard. As Olivia began rubbing cocoa butter onto her abdomen, she sighed as Jason came in. The sight of him undressing, made her uneasy.

Elliot looked good with or without anything on, but being without him only made Olivia yearn to see him again.

" Trying to soothe the baby?" she heard Jason ask.

" Yeah," Olivia answered softly, but wasn't in the mood to talk to him.

Jason was growing irritable with her," Cut the shit, I know that you get testy when you first meet someone, but this is enough. I had to take Elliot away, for a reason. He doesn't love you, he had to wait thirteen years to even kiss you. That says a lot."

Olivia shot him a look, "What is your point?"

" No point," he answered before turning out the light, " Stop being so miserable because he's not here."

" It's not because of Elliot, you know that," she answered, but was glad that Jason didn't respond. Yet, the baby remained restless. Olivia felt saddened, knowing that she had waited for a long time to be a mother, but would never get a chance to.

Not to mention, that she hadn't even gone baby shopping yet. As tears continued to flow, Olivia imagined what it'd be like to finally arrive home without her child. How lonelier her life would be without him or her.

In addition to the constant worry and sadness. For hours Olivia lay awake as her hand continued caressing her stomach, as her mind flooded with a million thoughts. She knew that all the victims had gone through the feelings she was experiencing, but silently promised to stop Jason from taking another one after her.

She couldn't let another woman go through this. Jason had to be stopped, but had no idea that she herself was his last victim. During the next two weeks, Olivia's depression worsened as the negative thoughts that came flooding into her mind. Olivia tried not to think about it, but it only seem to eat her up inside constantly.

Some were about Elliot wondering what would happened once they returned home. Would he go back to Kathy or just remain single and living alone? It didn't matter if the two just lived together without getting married, Olivia loved him and wanted to be Elliot.

She knew her chances of that happening were very slim. None of her past romances ever were long-term to begin with. Olivia had dealt with the fact she would be single forever, but it wasn't the worst thing in the world.

Not after being trapped here and pregnant, Olivia couldn't bear to live alone; especially having to come home without her baby. She was going to go through hell, with the constantly worrying and fear about her child.

What made her depression worse was the daily emotional abuse from Jason. He knew how to toy with her emotions, but wasn't getting off it that either. She knew he was breaking her down, but everything he said about her was true.

Jason had clearly done his own research, enough to know about who Olivia was. She couldn't escape from the cycle, but it only seemed to worsen. Especially once Jason had asked her to put on something nice and come down with him.

He escorted her through the kitchen door," I need you to help me out, one my friends that was at the party is going to have a baby in a month. There's a shower this afternoon."

Olivia shook her head," You kidding me? You know the only reason for why you have me come is to make me feel more miserable than I already am. That I can't feel the joy of having a baby, sharing what I'm feeling with others; opening up gifts for my baby. No way, your point is to make me feel like a lousy mother. It's not my fault that I'm trapped with a bastard whose only goal was to get me pregnant so he can give away my child!"

Before Jason could say anything, Olivia went back upstairs. However he followed her, " What the hell is wrong with you? This is a good thing, to be around this."

" Don't spin that crap on me!," as Jason threw a bottle across the room before smashing into a million pieces after it hit the wall. His eyes darkened, but Olivia didn't seem afraid. She was fearless, which made him angrier," WHERE IS ELLIOT? Let us go, you know you already screwed up. I can see it."

Jason stepped back, " Really, I always cover my tracks well. Don't worry Olivia you'll be left wandering somewhere alive and unharmed once that baby of yours is born," he said while eying her stomach, "You're now six months along, once you hit the second week into your eight month; Elliot will be able to come back."

Olivia crossed her arms, " No, either you bring him back or I'll force you to."

" Am I supposed to be scared over a teary-eyed pregnant detective? I know it's just your hormones," as a glass bottle smashed against the wall," Not bad."

" Don't you dare chalk it up to hormones," as Jason yelled back at her, before leaving. As Olivia headed into another room, she slammed the door before locking it.

She was tired of being here and dealing with him, but indeed something strange was going on.