Sorry, I took so long to update. First my laptop crashed, so I had to figure out how to update using my Droid phone. Eventually, I found a way, but writing on my phone takes longer than with my laptop. Then my phone started acting up. And it took me several weeks to get it fixed. But anyway, here's the latest chapter. Enjoy! :)

Location: Unknown.

The Shadow Stalker lurked in the shadows, awaiting his special prey to make its next move. Phase One of his plan was complete. Now Phase Two was just beginning. He closed the prepaid cell phone in his hand and threw it in the dumpster behind him. He then turned his attention to a concrete building across the street. The trap was set. All he had to do now was wait and watch.
Shrouded in the darkness, he eyed the concrete building, his gazed fixed upon the large, wide double doors. He held his breath, praying his prey would take the bait. He was almost startled when the double doors finally burst open as his target rushed outside, making his way down the stone steps. But the Shadow Stalker maintained his composure and exhaled, deeply and quietly
Jackpot! He thought to himself as a twisted grin slowly spread across his face.
He continued watching as his target walked to the parking lot and over to a brown sedan. His target was a tall, muscular man wearing a dark leather jacket and blue jeans. His detective's badge around his neck glistened under the streetlight. The detective was almost to his car when something across the street caught his eye.
Silently and swiftly, the Shadow Stalker edged back further into the shadows and darkness. He couldn't let himself get caught. At least not just yet. There was still so much work to be done. He leaned his back flat against the side of a building, turned his head ever so slightly, and peered out into the street. The detective was a mere five feet away from him. He stood as still as a statue, being careful not even to breathe.
Suddenly, a stray cat jumped out from behind the dumpster and ran past the detective. The detective appeared to be satisfied and made his way back to his car. The Shadow Stalker released his breathe as his eyes resumed watching the detective. He watched as the detective jumped into the brown sedan and sped away.
He chuckled menacingly to himself, realizing his special prey had taken the bait and fallen right into his trap. He slipped away deep into the darkness and the shadows of the night, determined to carry out the rest of his mission.

Location: Olivia Benson's Apartment.

Buzzzz!
Olivia grumbled as she rolled over to tap the button on her alarm clock. But the buzzing continued.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzzzzzz!
She sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She looked at her alarm clock. It read 2:00 AM. Suddenly, she realized the buzzing was not her alarm clock. It was her door buzzer. Someone was buzzing to be let into her building. But who would be buzzing her at this hour?
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzzzzzzzzzz!
Olivia threw off her blankets and dragged herself out of bed. She grabbed her gun and walked over to the hallway where the buzzer panel was located. She wasn't willing to take any chances. The last time someone buzzed her door this late, they left a dead body on her building's front step. She pushed the button labeled "Talk."
"Who's there?" Olivia asked, sleepily.
She pressed the button labeled "Listen" and waited for a response.
"It's me, Elliot," replied Elliot, in an urgent and concerned tone. "Let me in now!"
Olivia pushed the button labeled "Door" to buzz him in. Within minutes, she heard him knocking at her apartment door. She made her way to the door and peered through the peephole. Sure enough, Elliot was standing at her door soaking wet.
"Liv, open up," came his muffled voice through the door.
She quickly unlocked the door and let him inside, locking the door once again.
"What's wrong?" Olivia asked, rather confused. "Did something happen? And why are you drenched?"
"It started raining on my way over," Elliot explained as he looked her over. "And the car broke down two blocks away. So I ran the rest of the way. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she assured him, leading him to the living room. "But I could ask you the same thing."
"You're not hurt," he observed.
"I told you I'm fine," Olivia reassured him.
"I don't understand," Elliot said to himself.
Now he was confused. Something didn't add up.
"Understand what?" she demanded to know. "Elliot, what the hell is going on?"
He told her about his less than friendly phone conversation with the Shadow Stalker at the precinct. Olivia fetched a couple of towels, a blanket, and a pillow as she listened, finally understanding why Elliot rushed over the way he did. Yet at the same time, she was still confused.
"Why is he following you?" Olivia inquired. She handed Elliot a towel. "I mean, out of all of us, why you?"
"I have no idea," Elliot shrugged.
He took the towel from her and began to dry himself off. Meanwhile, Olivia spread out another towel and placed it on the floor next to the couch.
"Why don't we wait until tomorrow to figure it out?" she picked up the blanket. "It's really late. You can crash on my couch if you want. And let's get you out of these wet clothes before you get hypothermia."
"Okay," Elliot agreed without arguing.
With the Shadow Stalker still at large, he didn't feel right leaving Olivia alone. But he couldn't help but wonder. Why did the Shadow Stalker let Elliot believe he abducted Olivia? He replayed the conversation in his head over and over again. What was he missing?
Elliot removed his shoes and socks, then stripped down to his underwear. He put his wet clothes and shoes on the towel next to the couch.
"What are you doing?" he asked Olivia, a little surprised.
She had stripped down to her bra and panties and was unfolding the blanket.
"I'm using my body heat to warm you up," Olivia explained, wrapping the blanket around the two of them. "Why? Am I making you nervous?"
"No," Elliot teased. "But then again, this isn't the first time I've seen you in your underwear."
"Hey!" Olivia giggled. "I did that to save both of our asses!"
With the blanket enveloping the bodies, Olivia put her arms around Elliot and pressed her body against his. Her cheeked pressed firmly against his, feeling his smooth clean-shaven skin. The scent of his cologne was intoxicating. She slowly rubbed his back, moving her hands up and down his back. Elliot held her in his arms, feeling the warmth emanating from her body. Her hair smelled incredible. He felt a spark ignite deep inside of him. A spark he hoped would never be extinguished.
"Are you okay?" Elliot asked as he felt Olivia shudder.
"I'm fine," Olivia lied. "It's just your body is so cold."
His body was indeed cold as ice, but she also felt something stir deep within her. Whether it was this feeling, or the cold that made her shudder, she did not know. What she did know was that she didn't want the feeling to go away. But also, there was something else tugging at her mind.
"El?" Olivia called softly.
"Yea," Elliot answered.
"Why did you come here?" she lifted her cheek from his to look him in the face. "I mean, you said the Shadow Stalker taunted you. He mentioned your family as well as me. But why did come to my place instead of going to Kathy and the kids?"
Elliot realized that thought never occurred to him. He searched his mind for answers until the truth suddenly struck him like lightning.
"I don't know," he spoke truthfully, his ocean blue eyes staring deeply into her chocolate brown eyes. "All I could think about was making sure you were safe. Liv, I could never forgive myself if anything happened to you."
Suddenly, the spark inside of Elliot became a flame, burning steady and bright. And the feeling stirring inside of Olivia began to churn as the heat intensified between them. It was then she realized her hands had stopped rubbing his back. They were wrapped around his shoulders instead. She could no longer resist the urge. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, kissing him ever so gently.
"Oh, God!" Olivia cried out, suddenly pulling away. "El, I'm sorry. I got carried away. I just -"
Elliot interrupted her with a most passionate kiss. Her lips were as sweet as candy and as soft as rose petals. Olivia removed his underwear as he undid her bra and slipped off her panties. The heat grew between then, becoming a fire of white hot passion. They shed the blanket, letting it fall to the floor as Olivia led him to the couch, positioning herself beneath him.
Olivia moaned softly, as Elliot showered her body with kisses, starting with her lips and working his way down her neck. He moved lower still to her breasts, fondling and tonguing each one. Meanwhile, Olivia lay moaning, her breath shallow and quick. Elliot moved even lower, parting her legs as his tongue entered her body. She quivered and moaned as the pleasure began to fill her. He continued still, licking and massaging her insides with his tongue. She ran one hand through his hair while clinging to the couch with the other. She trembled and moaned loudly, tossing her head back and forth as the pleasure overtook her, sending orgasms through her body.
Elliot rose above her as she lay catching her breath. He gazed into her eyes as he kissed her lips again. He could see the passion in her eyes and knew she wanted more. His hard and erect manhood entered her soft, moist entrance and began thrusting. Olivia released a long moan as she felt the pleasure begin to fill her once again. She grabbed his ass with both hands, urging him deeper inside her.
"Oh, Liv!" Elliot moaned her name as he felt the pleasure grow within him.
"El!" Olivia moaned loudly.
She tried to call out his name but all that came out was the first syllable in one long, drawn out moan. All the long-surpressed passion arose between them like a wild fire burning out of control. Drenched in sweat, they were and moved as one, Elliot's thrust becoming more powerful and faster with every moment. Olivia's hands released their grip on his ass and clung to the couch as she and Elliot begin to move at a feverish pace. She arched her back and tossed her head, moaning loudly as orgasm after orgasm erupted within her body like a volcano. Elliot held onto her trembling body as his own climax quaked within him, spilling his seed inside of her.
Out of breath and glistening with sweat, Elliot and Olivia lay together on the couch, kissing and gazing into each others eyes. Olivia rested her head on Elliot's chest listening to his strong, steady heartbeat. He wrapped his arms around her as she put her hand in his, intertwining their fingers. Together, they drifted off into a sound sleep.

Location: SVU Squad Room. The Next Day.

The squad room became livelier and busier than ever once Elliot told Cragen about the previous night.
"So let me get this straight," Cragen said, sternly. "You received a call from the Shadow Stalker here in the precinct several hours after I gave you orders to go home."
"Yes, but-," Elliot started to explain his actions.
"Save it," Cragen interrupted him. "We have more pressing matters to attend to." He turned his attention to Munch, Fin, and Olivia. "Huang is on his way over her to profile the Shadow Stalker. In the meantime, Munch and Fin, dump the LUD's on Elliot's phone. See if you can get a location fix or an ID on this guy. Liv, call TARU. If the Shadow Stalker was watching through the webcams, then maybe Morales can trace it back to his computer."
The three detectives nodded in response as they went to carry out their assigned tasks.
"What about me, Captain?" Elliot spoke up.
Cragen shifted his attention to Elliot "Obviously, you did something to seriously piss him off. We need to figure out exactly who he is and what you did."
"And how do you propose we do that?" Elliot inquired. "All we have is his DNA and nothing to compare it to."
"Focus on the conversation," Cragen commanded him. "He had to have slipped up somehow. Was there anything he said that might have stood out?"
"I don't know," Elliot shrugged. "I've been repeating that conversation in my head since last night. And I've come up empty-handed."
"Do exactly what you were doing last night," instructed Cragen. "Maybe it sharpen your memory and clear things up a bit. You might remember more."
"I see where you're going this," Elliot realized.
They had done this exercise with countless victims and witnesses. It truly helped them remember more details, resulting in numerous convictions.
"Okay," Elliot began. "I came down from the crib when I heard the phone ring. And I walked over to my desk and answered it."
Elliot continued on, taking Cragen through every part of the conversation. Nothing seemed to stick out. That is until, the end. As Elliot neared the end of the conversation, his mind flashed back to something the Shadow Stalker had said. Something he didn't realize was important. Until now.
"Well, it was nice talking to you again, Elliot," the Shadow Stalker jeered. "We should do this more often."
Elliot stared in shock, mouth agape.
"Son of a bitch!" he gasped.
"What?" Cragen demanded to know.
"I remembered something," Elliot said, still in shock. "Just before he hung up, the Shadow Stalker said 'It was nice talking to you again, Elliot.' He used the word 'again.'"
"Meaning you two have had an encounter before," Cragen figured. "Maybe it's someone you've collared in the past. Go through your old case files and look for any recent parolees."
"If it was someone I've collared before," Elliot began. "Then wouldn't his DNA already be in the system? We couldn't find a match to the Shadow Stalker."
"That's true," Cragen agreed. "But you've been on the force a long time."
Elliot realized what Cragen meant. "It could be someone I collared before DNA testing was available. Possibly before I joined SVU. I'll start looking now."
"One more thing," Cragen added. "If you ever disobey an order, not only will I write your ass up for insubordination, but you'll also be suspended without pay. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Captain," Elliot nodded.
"And Olivia," Cragen spun around to face her. He knew she was listening in. "If I ever catch you covering for Elliot again, you'll receive the punishment. Understood?"
"Yes, Captain," Olivia nodded.

"Damn! Dad's really mad," Fin muttered under his breath.

"I heard that!" yelled Cragen as he walked toward his office.
With that, he continued to make his way over to his office. Only to be stopped when Dr. George Huang, a psychiatrist with the FBI, entered the squad room.
"Hello, Captain," Huang greeted in his usual calm manner. "How can I be of assistance today?"
"Elliot will fill you in," Cragen replied. "He's at his desk."
Cragen proceeded into his office as Huang walked over to Elliot's desk, where Elliot was hard at work on his computer looking through old case files. He stopped when Huang approached him and updated him on the case, telling him about his late-night chat with the Shadow Stalker.
"Sounds like he's quite fixated on you," Huang commented.
"I know that," Elliot said, rather annoyed. "But why? What did I do to piss this guy off? And out of all of us working on the case, why me?"
"Only you can answer that," Huang responded. "You have to dig deeper into your past. But what I can tell you is that he's been planning this for a long time. It's obvious he attacked those women to get on your radar. He's been watching you, studying how certain cases affect you. If you arrested him before, then most likely he's changed his MO, making it all the more difficult to track him down. He wants you fixated on him the way he's fixated on you."
"Well, it's working," Elliot snapped. "But what I don't get is why he made me believe he abducted Liv when she was okay."
"He was testing you," Huang stated. "He must've noticed that the people who are closest to you are your family and Olivia. He pushed your buttons to see which ones made you tick. He's searching for your weakness, which he now may believe is Olivia."
"Holy shit!" Elliot finally realized. "He's gonna use Liv to get to me. I think I may have put her life in danger."

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