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Hey guys!

So sorry for not updating in three days. I was in Boca Raton, Florida with my best friend and didn't have wifi ): but on the plus side, being there gave me a brand new idea for a story. I just don't know who I want to write about. What ship do y'all want me to write about? Continue with Brian and Liv or Liv and Elliot or Amanda and Nick or ...? Haha any suggestions just tell me! (:

Trigger warning: I know some of you are survivors of abuse either sexual or physical. Some things I write may be hard for some of you to read. And I'm sorry about whatever you've been through. Always know that if you need someone to listen to you, I'm always here for you. Even if I don't know you don't be afraid to talk to me I'm all ears (:

I DO NOT OWN SVU OR ANY CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO DICK WOLF. I OWN THE CHARACTERS I MAKE UP LIKE CHARLIE AND THOSE PEOPLE. THANKS (:

Enjoy!

*back at the bus station *

"We haven't seen this guy in over two hours," Nick shook his head, "Maybe we scared him off?"

"Well, we could ask Olivia what we should do," Fin looked around, "Where is she anyway?"

"She was getting her phone from the precinct," Nick frowned, "Maybe she ran Into traffic."

"It's been two hours," Amanda replied dryly, "And the precinct is right around the block. I highly doubt she ran into two hours worth of traffic."

"She's not picking up her cell," Fin frowned and hung up his phone, "Maybe I'll swing by the precinct and see what's the hold up."

"Need me to go with you?" Amanda looked at her partner. He shook his head.

"No, we don't need Liv getting pissed everyone is going on a hunt for her. I'll be back in a half an hour."

Fin grabbed his coat and walked out of the building. He walked to his car and drove away.

Olivia mumbled something and her head dropped to the side. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. The room tilted and her head throbbed. She shut her eyes again and took a painful breath. Her ribs throbbed in protest.

She opened her eyes again and the room tilted sideways. Olivia bit her lip and blinked a few times. The room changed back to normal. With a shaky hand, she slowly lifted up her shirt and examined her ribs. There was a giant bruise on either side of her abdomen and she frowned.

"Looking at my handy work?" Asher called. Olivia's head snapped up and she looked around, reaching for her gun. Her hand brushed against the empty holster and she frowned.

"Fighting won't do you any good, detective," Asher smiled and walked towards her. His green eyes bore into her dark brown eyes and he smiled wider.

Images of Lewis flashed in her mind and she back up against the wall. The stone felt cold on her skin. She kept her eyes trained on him.

"Why are you backing away, darling?" Asher walked up and stared at her. He was inches away from her face.

"You were so sweet to me when you were knocked out," he murmured and caressed her cheek. She shuddered and moved her head away.

"Why are you doing this?" She looked at him defiant , trying not to think of Lewis.

"I've heard a lot about you, Olivia," Asher dropped his hand and smiled, "I heard about your little predicament a few months ago. Must've been hard."

Lewis. Olivia frowned and shook her head, images flashing in her mind. She bit her lip and glared at the cop.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Of course you do, sweetheart," Asher smiled and reached into his pocket. He pulled out her iPhone and started typing something. A few moments later, he held the phone out to her. She took it and her breath stopped.

William Lewis smiled up at her from the small screen. Even though he had shot himself a few months ago, he still seemed menacing to her. The article went on to talk about the trial and how Lewis had died. She was mentioned a few times; they had written about her being accused for shooting him point blank but they realized he had purposely shot himself to make it look like she did it.

"You remember it now, detective?" Asher grabbed the phone out of her hand and shoved it back in his pocket.

"He was thrown in jail for his crimes just like you will be," she spat, "He took the coward way out and shot himself. Nothing else happened."

Asher suddenly smacked Olivia across the face, causing her head to whip to the side. She took a deep breath and tried not to focus on the pain. Her cheek stung and her breathes came in short gasps.

"Olivia, I'm tired of playing these games with you," he whispered, staring at her. He straightening himself out again and smiled wide.

"So tell me, detective. Do you have PTSD? Such a horrific experience like that I would believe someone would. "

She kept quiet and stared at the hard floor. He bent down in front of her and grabbed her by the jaw.

"Do you have nightmares, detective? Ever dream he's in your room? Touching you? " he smiled at her, "I'm about to make those nightmares come true, dear."

"They know it's you, Asher," Olivia glared at him, "I think they will notice when a detective and a cop go missing."

"See, that's where you're wrong," Asher rubbed the cheek he hit, making her cringe, "Seth won't notice a new officer missing. He has his head wrapped around the border rapist. He will keep your detectives busy when you're not around."

"Border rapist?" She scoffed, "A little egotistical aren't we? "

"You know, for someone who has nothing left to fight for, you sure have a sassy mouth on you. That's not what the girls said when I was raping them," Asher rubbed her leg, making her think of Lewis, "They were crying for mercy. Begging for their lives. Which is what you'll be doing soon enough."

Before Olivia could react, Asher punched her in the stomach making her double over. He kicked her side and she fell to the floor. The room spun in front of Olivia's eyes and she bit her lip. She could feel him handcuffing her hands together.

"Tell me one thing, detective," Asher whispered and moved her hair out of her eyes, "Did Lewis rape you?"

There it was. That same damn question she had gotten dozens of times over the past few months. She looked him in the eyes and spit in his face.

"Go to hell, fuck face," she whispered harshly.

"So he didn't ," Asher smiled, "Good to know."

Asher lifted his gun out of pocket and pistole whipped her. Her world faded black.

"Now the fun can begin."

"Liv isn't at the precinct," Fin told Amanda as he walked back out into the cold New York air.

"Maybe Brian needed her at home?" Amanda sounded worried.

"I can stop by her apartment and see if she is th-" Fin stopped and stared at the car parked on the side of the building, "Liv still has her car here. Something isn't right. You need to get down here."

"I'm on my way," Amanda held the phone away from her ear and told Nick what was going on. There was a sound of a chair scrapping against the ground as Amanda put the phone back to her ear.

"Nick and I are coming. The PPD are staying here to look for the rapist," Fin could hear her opening the door to the car, "While you wait for us go to the security room and look at the footage of the precinct. Maybe it'll show us where she went."

"Good idea, Rollins," Fin hung up and walked over to the elevator. Getting on, the elevator doors closed and it began its slow descent to the ground floor.

After a few minutes, Fin walked over to the security room and walked in. The security man, Johnny, spun around and smiled.

"Fin! What's up my man?! How've you been?"

"Not good, Johnny, " Fin frowned and looked towards the computers, "I need the security footage from tonight pulled up."

"Tonight? Aren't you all on a case?" Johnny turned to the computer and typed a few things in. Seconds later, the security footage appeared.

"Liv came back to get her phone and now we can't find her," Fin frowned and watched the tape rewind.

"Damn," Johnny shook his head, "Maybe she needs more time off since the Lewis thing."

"Stop the tape!" Fin yelled. The tape froze as Olivia's image came into view. She was looking at a man standing in her doorway. Suddenly, she fell to the floor and the guy walked over and scooped her up like she was as light as a feather. He turned around and Johnny stopped the tape.

"I can pull his face up and clean it up," Johnny typed furiously into the computer. The man's face was cropped out and was pulled up. Fin shook his head.

"Damn, Fin," Johnny looked at the time stamp on the video and looked down at his phone, "I wasn't paying attention to the screen. I just thought because y'all were on a case and no one was here... I was video chatting my girl..."

"Sonofabitch," Fin swore and looked at the image on the screen. A mask stared back at him.