Sorry, I took so long to update. I meant to have this posted sooner, but I've had a lot to deal with recently. Well, here it is. Enjoy!

Location: Unknown.

Olivia lay in the backseat of a car still unable to move, no matter how hard she tried. Her limbs dangled off the seat. She now realized Granger had injected her with some sort of paralytic agent. And she had no idea how long it would take to wear off. Granger was seated in the driver's seat. Where he was taking her, she had no idea. Olivia's cop instincts kicked in and she kept her eyes and ears open, hoping for any sign of where they were going. Due to her temporary immobility, she could only see the back of the driver's seat and the floor beneath it. There was a pocket on the back of the seat, which contained several maps, pens, and pencils. On the floor were some food wrappers and receipts, and other bits of trash. Olivia could hear Granger listening to a police scanner. She could also hear many other cars whizzing by. And judging by how fast Granger was driving, she guessed they were on a highway. Suddenly, Granger swerved quickly to the right.

"Fuck!," he shouted out the window. "You're supposed to signal when you change lanes! Jackass!"

Granger looked into his rearview mirror at Olivia in the backseat.

"Don't worry," he taunted her. "We'll be home soon."

She thought to herself. What did he mean by "home?" Olivia was sure they weren't in the city anymore. So it couldn't mean his alias', Tucker's home. That's when it came to her. They were going to Granger's home in Canada. She had to prevent him from getting there at all costs. It was only about an eight hour drive to Canada, and they had been driving for several hours already. As she thought, Olivia felt her toes begin to twitch. She realized she was getting the feeling back in her body. She slowly lifted her head slightly, just enough to see that Granger's eyes were still facing the road. She needed him to think she was still paralyzed. She continued slowly moving her arms and legs until she got the full feeling back in all of her limbs. She stopped when she saw Granger turn up the volume on the police scanner.

"Shit!," he cried out when he heard the dispatcher say Olivia's name and his own, alerting state police of her abduction and where they were heading.

Granger made a sudden left turn. Olivia lifted her head and neck ever so slightly and peeked out the window above her legs. She watched him pull into a rest stop parking lot. She laid her head back down and began to formulate a plan in her mind. Granger drove around the parking lot for several minutes before he finally stopped. Olivia laid in the backseat completely still, as he turned off the ignition and and removed the police scanner and put it into a dark blue duffel bag. He exited the car and opened the back door.

"Get up!" Granger pressed his gun against Olivia's head. "I know you can move. Get up! NOW!"

"Okay," Olivia's voice was shaky as she sat up. "Please. Don't shoot me."

As Granger pulled her out of the car, Olivia noticed they were parked almost behind the rest stop itself. No one would hear or see anything he said or did to her. She had to think of another plan and fast. She wondered how he knew she was able to move. Granger held onto the police scanner with one hand and pushed the gun into her back with his other hand. He guided her to a gray four-door sports car with tinted windows parked two spaces away from them. He then opened the duffel bag and pulled out a flat metal rod. He slipped the rod down in between the window and the door frame and popped the door open. He threw his duffel bag on the front passenger seat, then opened the backseat door for Olivia to get in.

"I have to use the bathroom," she spoke up.

Olivia said the first thing that came to mind. She was trying to buy some time.

"You can hold it," he snapped. "Now get in the damn car!"

Granger pressed the gun harder into her back.

"I can't," she thought quickly. "It's an emergency. Please."

"Fine," he gave in, leading her to the rest stop entrance. "You better not try anything stupid."

He firmly grasped her arm as he led Olivia inside the rest stop and to the restrooms. He held the gun inside his pocket, yet it was still pressed against Olivia's back. He stopped when they reached the restrooms.

"Make it quick," Granger ordered. "I'll be right here when you get out."

Olivia nodded and walked away into the ladies room. Once she was inside, she entered the nearest stall and quickly locked the door. She didn't have much time. She reached into the pocket of her sweatpants and pulled out a map and pen that she had slipped in there earlier when Granger wasn't looking. She opened up the map and tore off a corner. Olivia quickly wrote a note to Elliot, then folded it up and put the note back in her pocket. She knew Elliot and Dana would be looking for her and wouldn't be far behind. She flushed the toilet and left the stall.

After she washed her hands, she threw out the map and pen, then looked around for a place to hide the note. It had to be somewhere not too obvious, yet easy to find. That's when she saw it. There was a small crack in the wall on the top right corner of the tampon dispenser. She carefully tucked the note in the crack, then turned to leave when she saw a little girl, about six or seven, standing behind her, staring. She had brown hair and eyes, and wore a yellow sundress and a white headband with a yellow sunflower on it. She reminded Olivia of herself as a little girl. The girl smiled and waved at her as she walked into a stall. Olivia forced a smile back, then walked out of the restroom.

Sure enough, Granger was still there waiting for her. He grabbed her arm and quickly led her back to the car and opened the back door. He pulled another syringe out of his pocket and jabbed it into her neck. Olivia collapsed as she felt her body and limbs go numb. She became weak and dazed as everything faded to black.

Location: Unknown

Elliot and Dana drove down the highway to Canada as fast as the speed limit would allow them. Elliot was at the wheel, while Dana sat in the passenger seat. She had entered the addresses that Munch and Fin texted to Elliot in her GPS navigator. Elliot followed the directions as the navigator called them out, but in his mind something else was bothering him.

"What was in the bag?" he asked after several hours of driving in silence.

"What bag?" Dana played stupid.

She didn't want to betray Olivia's trust.

"You know damn well which bag," Elliot didn't fall for her game. "I saw you take it to the bathroom. What was in it that you didn't want me to see?"

"I have a better question," she snapped. "Why did you lie to Olivia about the rape kit?"

"I see you and Liv have been talking," he grumbled. "I got an earful from her this morning. So I really don't need to hear it again from you."

"So she talked to you?" Dana asked.

"Yea, if you wanna call it talking," Elliot said, his eyes fixed on the road.

He proceeded to tell Dana about their argument.

"I don't blame her for being upset," Dana sympathized.

"Neither do I," Elliot agreed. "I know I shouldn't have lied to her, but it was too late to take it back. And I've been feeling guilty about it ever since."

Dana could see it in his eyes that he was truly remorseful and that he cared a great deal for Olivia. They continued driving for several minutes in silence when Dana finally spoke up.

"It was a pregnancy test," she confessed.

"What?" he wasn't sure if he heard her correctly.

"It was a pregnancy test," she repeated. "In the bag."

Elliot sighed to himself as he began to put the pieces together. He finally realized what was really upsetting Olivia. Why didn't he realize this sooner? And why couldn't she tell him? Elliot would have helped her through this just as Olivia helped him through his family's death.

"Olivia's pregnant?" he wondered out loud.

"She might be," Dana told him. "She's scared she may be carrying Granger's child."

"But it could very well be mine," Elliot admitted.

"Excuse me?" she asked, with a surprised look.

"We had sex a week before she was raped," he confessed.

"You mean, you two are an item?" she smiled. "Well, it's about damn time."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he inquired.

"You cant fool an FBI agent," Dana smirked. "I've seen you two making goo-goo eyes at each other."

Elliot opened his mouth to say something back to her, but before he could, Dana's phone rang.

"Agent Lewis," she answered her phone. "Where?...Uh-huh...Okay...Have state troopers lock the place down. No one goes in or out. We should be there in about twenty minutes...Thanks. Bye."

"What happened?" Elliot demanded to knew.

He felt sure it had something to Olivia.

Dana grabbed the GPS. "State troopers spotted Olivia and Granger less than two hours ago at a rest stop about forty-five minutes away."

Dana put the GPS back on the dashboard and began rummaging through the glove compartment.

"But you told them we'd be there in twenty," he repeat her words from her phone conversation.

"I did," she confirmed, still searching.

"In case you haven't noticed," Elliot pointed out the window. "Traffic is getting backed up. We're never gonna make it in twenty minutes, let alone forty-five minutes."

"That's what lights and sirens are for, honey," Dana said pulling a blue dashboard light out of the glove compartment.

She turned it on as she set it on the dashboard. Suddenly, the highway was filled with flashing lights and sirens as Elliot hit the gas and sped away towards the rest stop. They made it there in just under twenty minutes. Elliot parked the car. Then he and Dana headed into the rest stop. There had to be at least a dozen or so patrol cars parked all around, guarding all the entrances and exits. There were at least ten patrolmen inside controlling the angry crowd of people wanting to get to their destinations. There were about twenty or so more patrolmen searching the rest stop for signs of Olivia and Granger.

Dana walked over to one patrolman who was searching, while Elliot went over to a patrolman controlling the crowd.

"What's happening?" Elliot asked him.

"Well," began the patrolman. "Your victim and perp are long gone. They stole a car and left theirs behind. It's a dark SUV parked in back. Another patrolman is guarding it for you guys. We're currently trying get statements from anyone who may have seen them. But as you can see, its not going too well."

"Let me try," Elliot insisted.

He cleared his throat and turned towards the crowd which was growing angrier with every minute.

"Everybody, listen up!" he yelled, holding up his badge for the crowd to see. "My name is Detective Stabler and I'm with the NYPD. I know all of you want to leave, but in order for that to happen, we need your full cooperation. And the sooner you all cooperate, the sooner we can get you out of here and on your way to wherever you need to go. Does everyone understand all of this?"

Some people in the crowd groaned, but mostly everyone nodded in agreement. As the crowd began to finally quiet down, Elliot pulled two photos out of his coat pocket. One was a photo of Olivia, and the other was Granger.

"Alright then," Elliot held up the photos. "This man and this woman were seen here not even a couple hours ago. I need to know if anyone saw them. If you have, please come forward to me or these patrolmen."

He walked around slowly, making sure everyone in the crowd saw the photos. Several patrolmen also held up photos and showed them to the crowd.

"Please," Elliot begged the crowd. "Did anyone seen them come in? Did anyone see them leave? Did anyone see which direction they were heading? Anything at all."

No one spoke up, but Elliot still continued to press the crowd for answers. There had to be at least one person who saw Olivia. He was still showing the photos when he passed a woman holding the hand of a little girl in a yellow sundress. He couldn't but think of Lizzie when he looked at the little girl. He remembered she used to have a sundress just like that when she was little. He had almost completely passed by the girl and her mother when the little girl spoke up.

"Mommy," she pointed to Olivia's photo. "I saw that lady."

Elliot rushed over to the little girl and her mother.

"Sweetheart," he spoke gently. "Did you say you saw the lady in this picture?"

"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers," she said quietly.

"I'm sorry," Elliot held up his badge again. "My name is Elliot and I'm a cop. This lady is in trouble and she needs my help. Can you tell me where you saw her?"

The little girl looked up at her mother and her mother nodded.

"She was in the bathroom," the girl told him. "But she was gone when I got out."

"Do you know what time you saw her?" Elliot questioned her. "How long ago was it?"

She look confused and looked up at her mother who answered for her.

"It was about an hour ago," she said. "I was outside the bathroom waiting for my daughter when this woman came out of the bathroom. That man was waiting for her." She pointed to Granger's photo. "She looked terrified. He grabbed her arm and dragged her away. I'm sorry, but I didn't see which direction they went."

"Thanks, maam," Elliot turned back to the girl. "Sweetie, when you were in the bathroom, did this lady say anything to you?"

"Nope," she answered. "But she looked sad and scared. So I smiled at her. My mommy says when you smile at someone who's sad, it makes them feel better and smile back."

"That's good," Elliot told her. "But did she leave after that?"

The girl shook her head. "She stuck a piece of paper behind the machine and then she left."

"What machine?" he asked. "Can you show me?"

The girl nodded, then led Elliot and her mother to the ladies room. Once inside, several ladies screamed upon seeing Elliot.

"Pervert!" one elderly woman shouted as she swung her purse at him.

Elliot put his hands up in defense, once again showing off his badge.

"It's okay, ladies!" he called out. "I'm with the NYPD!"

The ladies calmed down, but judging by the looks on their faces, they weren't too happy to see him in there. Elliot decided to be quick.

"Where's the machine?" he asked the girl.

She pointed to the tampon dispenser on the back wall of the ladies room. He went over to the wall and ran his fingers along the sides when he felt something in the top right corner. Sure enough there was a folded up piece of paper sticking out. It was just barely noticeable. He grabbed a latex glove from his pocket, slipped them on, and carefully pulled out the paper and opened it up, revealing a note written in Olivia's handwriting. Written in the note was several letters and numbers, which Elliot was sure was a license plate number. Beneath that read: Please hurry! And it was signed by Olivia. Under her signature was: P.S. He has a police scanner. Elliot thanked the girl and her mother and left the ladies room.

"Oh my Lord," Dana gasped upon seeing Elliot exit the ladies room. "I don't even want to know what you were doing in there."

"Don't be ridiculous," he said as he hung up his cell phone and held up the note. "Liv left this in there for us to find."

He explained to her about the little girl.

"Well, that's a relief," she teased him as she read the note. "You had me worried for a moment. Just please don't let me catch you in there again."

"Believe me," he assured her. "It will never ever happen again."

"This has a got to be a plate number," Dana pointed at the note.

"My thoughts exactly," agreed Elliot. "I called Munch and Fin. They're running it for us. What did you find?"

"Video footage," she answered. "From the security cameras. My guys are on their way now to collect them. Also, another witness. He saw them leave as he was pulling in. He saw Granger in the driver's seat, but no sign of Olivia."

"He knows we're onto him," said Elliot, putting the pieces together. "He must've heard everything on the police scanner. That's why he stopped. He had to change his plan."

"So he stole a car," finished Dana. "I'm guessing he hid Olivia in the trunk or the backseat. They're probably almost to the border by now."

"Border patrol has been alerted," he reminded her. "We just have to pray he doesn't find a way past them. We've done all we can here. Let's get back on the road."

Elliot and Dana told the patrolmen to cancel the lockdown. Then they headed out of the rest stop and back to the car. Before they knew it, they were back on the highway, racing to find Olivia.

Can Elliot and Dana find Olivia before its too late? Stay tuned! More to come soon! Please feel free to read and review!