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Chapter 12

Elliot turned to his head to the side and vomited. He opened his eyes slowly and looked around the room, he was unable to focus properly everything was a blur. His head was throbbing with the pain. He wasn't sure if it was the punches, drink or drugs causing it. He reached again and the remainder of his stomach contents came up.

Slowly his eyes began to focus. He looked up at the clock on the wall opposite, almost six hours since he had been taken. The room was quiet and it took him a while to realise he was alone.

He pulled at the ropes tying his wrists behind him; they felt a little looser than they had earlier. He stopped moving when he sensed him coming back into the room.

"Welcome back Detective," said Lewis walking over to him. He looked down at the vomit on the floor. "I'm getting a little tired of you wasting all this drink," he said shaking his head.

"Go to hell," mumbled Elliot not looking at him.

"There's no need to be like that," said Lewis grabbing his face and lifting Elliot's head up. "You know Olivia was never this ungrateful," he said pouring Tequila into Elliot's mouth. Elliot tried his best not to swallow it, but he had no choice.

Lewis stopped pouring and stepped back sliding down the wall opposite Elliot.

"I think me and Olivia had a bond," he said to Elliot, wiggling the gun towards him. "We connected, in here," he said tapping the gun to his head. "That's why I kept her alive, it felt right."

Elliot just looked at him, not speaking.

"We got to know each other so well over those four days, so, so well if you know what I mean," he said winking at Elliot. "She couldn't get enough of me," he said licking his lips.

Elliot laughed quietly "Not what I heard," he said staring straight at Lewis. "I heard you couldn't get it up, what was wrong was she too much for you, could you not handle her….. Is that why you kept her on the pills and drink so you could control her. Did it make you feel like a real man?"

Elliot watched as the anger grew on his face. He climbed up from the floor and began pacing back and forth, tapping the barrel of the gun against his own head. Whilst he wasn't watching him Elliot worked on the ties around his wrist.

"You really want to hope she doesn't put two and two together and realise where we are. Cause she really fucked you up the first time, can you imagine how pissed she is gonna be this time….. Now you're hurting someone she loves."

Lewis spun round "Shut up!" he snapped. "Christ what is it with you two, all you do is talk, talk, talk. Go on and on about what each of you are going to do with me, well I got news for you, it never happens," he laughed.

"Olivia, she had me cuffed to the bed and she kept telling me how her ex-partner would know what do, how you would break every bone in my body," he stood up straight and patted himself down. "Well look at me you haven't done such a good job at breaking me have you?"

"Give me time," grinned Elliot. "I'm just getting myself warmed up," he laughed. He felt the rope give a little more around his wrist. "Of course if you had faced me like a real man instead of knocking me out from behind like the pussy bitch you are…" Lewis's fist punched Elliot in the side of the head snapping his head over. Lewis stood in front of him and forced his mouth open and pushed the barrel of the gun in.

"She had the chance to kill me, did you know that. She had me cuffed to the bed and the gun pointed to my head, all she had to do was pull the trigger, but she couldn't. She kept saying she wanted to but she was all talk. Just like when she said she should call you, so you could come and help her."

Elliot glared at him.

"Tell me Elliot, why didn't she call you. Why didn't she call the love of her life, the man she thought about when I had the barrel of the gun shoved in her mouth, the man she wanted to see more than anything in the world before I killed her? Why is it she couldn't call you." He pulled the gun out and pushed it to his forehead.

"She could have, I would have come for her."

"Ah, ah, aaah. Don't lie to me Elliot. She couldn't call you cause you had left her. You walked out of her life without a word. She called you and called you but you never answered, and why didn't you answer?"

"Fuck you."

Lewis laughed "It's okay; I know why you didn't call. It was because you were out drinking, taking drugs and fucking anything with a pulse. You didn't care about her. While I was with her you didn't care less… what makes you think she will come for you. I mean I sent that DVD to her over 4 hours ago and she isn't here yet. I mean she must have recognised the place don't you think."

"She will be here, and when she does you are dead."

Lewis laughed. "We will see about that." He walked over to the bag he had on the counter and took out the small camera and placed it on the bench facing Elliot and pressed record. "How about tequila body shots?" he asked Elliot. "I played this with Olivia but she didn't seem to like it, why don't we give it a go."

He took out some salt and a lemon and put them on the counter, whilst he took a knife out the bag. He grinned over his shoulder at Elliot and turned back around cutting the lemon in half.

"Ready?" he asked as he stood in front of Elliot with the knife. He pressed it to Elliot's chest and pushed it into his skin and dragged it down leaving a cut about 4" long. Elliot bit his lip determined not to scream out as he felt the warmth of the blood trickling down his chest.

"Okay, first the salt," smiled Lewis. He took hold of the salt and held it over the cut; Elliot shook his head from side to side.

"Don't," he said as Lewis tipped the salt into the wound. As much as he tried not to Elliot screamed out as the salt hit the wound. Tears streaming from his eyes. Lewis laughed and picked up half of the lemon.

"You are going to wish you had never been born," Elliot threatened him as he squeezed the lemon juice over the top of the salt. "FUCK!" yelled Elliot as he tried to take deep breaths in the hope of easing the pain.

"Got to say your handling this a lot better than Olivia she was screaming and crying like a right bitch," he laughed picking up the bottle of tequila. Elliot felt the tie getting even looser around his wrist and began to pull his hand through.

Lewis grabbed his face and forced his mouth open pouring the drink down his throat and over his face. "There you go something to numb the pain," he laughed as Elliot coughed and spluttered choking on the drink.

"Step away from him or your fucking dead," said Olivia from behind Lewis as she pressed the gun to his head.

"Well, well Detective Benson, nice of you to finally join the party," said Lewis as he lifted the bottle to his mouth and took a drink. "I didn't even hear you come in, but then your pussy of a boyfriend was screaming like a baby at the time."

Elliot looked at Olivia finding it hard to focus because of the tequila in his eyes.

"Hey sweetheart," he said to her.

"Hey Baby," she said to him. "You okay?"

"Got to say, I have felt better," he said shaking his head and blinking his eyes trying to stop the sting of the tequila.

"Turn around you bastard," Olivia told him her gun still raised at his head. Slowly Lewis turned around.

"You two really are a couple of stupid fuckups aren't you," he said as he pushed the knife that was hidden down by his side towards Olivia's stomach, the tip of the blade pushing though her top. "Now drop the fucking gun," he told her. "Unless," he said pushing the knife into her a little harder, "You want me to kill your baby."

Olivia looked down at the knife she could feel the tip pushing into her belly and saw a small drop of blood where it had punctured her skin.

"Drop the gun," he ordered her. Olivia looked over his shoulder at Elliot.

"I'm sorry," she told him as she lowered her gun and dropped it to the floor. Elliot nodded as he finally managed to untangle his hands from the rope behind his back. He looked up and saw Lewis holding the knife to Olivia's stomach, as he brushed the hair out of her face. Elliot waited knowing he had to time this right so Olivia and their baby weren't hurt.

"I have really missed you," Lewis told Olivia. "We have so many unfinished things we need to do. Things we never got quite round to last time," he moved the knife over her stomach as he spoke, Olivia couldn't stop her body shaking as she watched it move over her.

"Please," she said quietly. "Don't hurt our baby."

Lewis grinned at her. "If you didn't want your baby hurt you shouldn't have come here, to rescue your dumb ass boyfriend."

"Who the fuck you calling a dumbass?" asked Elliot from behind him.

"You're really asking me that?" said Lewis turning his head to look at back at Elliot. As his head turned Elliot's fist hit him square in the face. Elliot heard and felt the pop against his knuckles as Lewis's nose shattered and blood spurted out as he dropped to the floor and Elliot kicked him in the head knocking him onto his back.

"And you call me a dumb ass," he said looking down at Lewis knocked out on the floor. He looked up from Lewis to Olivia who was stood rooted to the spot her body shaking.

"Sorry it took so long," she whispered. "We only got the DVD an hour ago."

Elliot stepped over Lewis and bent down picking up her gun and handing it to her. "It's okay, I knew you would come for me," he smiled taking hold of the hand without the gun.

"I was so scared El," she said tears running down her face. "I really thought the worst when I saw the recording and what he was doing to you."

Elliot moved closer and cupped her face "I'm fine baby, a little beat up and bruised. And I feel like shit and keep thinking I'm going to throw up, but I'm gonna be fine, I promise you," he said leaning forward and kissing her softly. "You turned up just at the right time," he smiled.

"Yeah I turn up and then nearly get our baby killed cause I didn't do my job properly."

"Hey! You did do your job ….. You protected spud. You did what you had to do. He didn't hurt you did he?"

She shook her head and cupped his face "God I love you so much," she told him as she looked down at the large cut over his chest.

"I love you to baby, more than you will never know, I ….." before Elliot could finish he felt a hand around his neck pulling him back form Olivia as he almost fell over backwards. Olivia gasped and raised her gun pointing it towards Elliot and Lewis. Lewis was dragging Elliot backwards the knife pressed to his throat.

Olivia tried to hold the gun stead but her hands were shaking to much as she watched him pull the knife closer to Elliot's throat.

"Don't be stupid Lewis, you know you will never make it out of here," she said trying to get a clear shot of him but unable to. Her mind kept flashing back to the incident with Gitano; it was happening all over again. Her eyes locked onto Elliot's.

"You don't get it Olivia I don't care if I make it out of here," he laughed.

"Just…. Just let him go" she begged him.

"What you want to change places with him? His life for yours."

"Olivia don't you even think about it," warned Elliot as he felt the blade cut slightly into his neck. "Just go, please," he said, begging her with his eyes. "I need you to leave, I need you to keep spud safe."

"I can't," she sobbed. "I know he is going to kill you, if I leave he will cut your throat. He has no feelings, he doesn't care about anything or anyone," she cried as tears ran down her face. "Fuck, it's like Gitano all over again."

"I know, only this time I won't make the mistake of asking you to do it. Please Liv just walk away. Turn around and leave."

"I told you…. I can't. If I leave your dead anyway."

"Oh my god, this is so friggin sweet," laughed Lewis. "It's like Romeo and fucking Juliet." Olivia raised her gun again closing one eye as she lined up her shot.

"I love you," she mouthed to him.

"I know," he mouthed back, and closed his eyes just like he had all those years ago.

"Last chance Lewis, let him go or I will shoot," she warned him.

Lewis grinned "Do it Bitch, cause there is no way I am going back to prison."

"Fine…. Have it your way," she said as she squeezed the trigger.

In the matter of seconds Lewis fell backwards the knife cutting across Elliot's throat as he fell.

"Noooo!" screamed Olivia as they both dropped to the floor, Elliot landing on top of Lewis. Olivia rushed forward and dropped to her knees reaching for Elliot.

"El, baby," she cried as she saw the blood and cut on his neck. She glanced quickly at Lewis to make sure he was dead and saw the bullet hole in his forehead, before her eyes went back to Elliot.

Elliot opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Nice shot," he said to her as he slowly pushed himself up. Olivia's hand went to his neck touching the cut "It's not deep," he told her. Thinking how he had done the same thing to her in the bus station.

"Damn it El," she cried slapping him across the face. "I thought I had killed you." Elliot wrapped his arms around her and pulled her shaking body to him.

"I'm fine baby, you saved me…. you saved all three of us," he said pulling her into his arms.

Finally they moved away from Lewis's body and Olivia took out her phone and called Fin. They both moved to the other side of her old living room and sat against the wall facing Lewis. Elliot wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"How did you know we were here?" he asked her.

"When I was watching the DVD he pulled the camera back from the wall, I got to see a little more of the wall," she lifted her arm and pointed to the wall behind Elliot. There was a small hole in the wall. "That's where I threw a photo of you, just before I moved out."

Elliot looked at her but never said anything.

"I was pissed at you for not coming for me. I had been drinking and I just lost it and threw the photo. I never got round to repairing the damage before I left. I recognised it."

"But Liv," he said moving and wincing in pain. Olivia turned and looked at him worried. "I'm okay," he smiled. "You moved out almost a year ago, how come no-one moved in."

"I never gave up the lease, I don't know why, I just couldn't."

Elliot nodded and dropped his head back against the wall hissing and cursing with the pain. Olivia turned to face him and ran her fingers lightly over his battered, bruised and cut body. "I was so scared when I saw him forcing drink and drugs on you," she said tears running down her cheeks.

"I threw most of it up," he said forcing a smile through his pain. "I'm okay I promise you, just hurt a bit."

"A bit?" she smiled back though the tears.

"Okay….. a lot. But don't tell Fin or Amaro that. I can't have my tough guy image being ruined." He dropped his head to her shoulder and she wrapped her arms around him as he lay his hand on her stomach. "Liv, how come you could take the shot this time, but you couldn't with Gitano?"

Olivia sighed taking a deep breath. "Because I knew I had no choice this time. I know Lewis and he would have killed you in front of me, he had nothing to lose. I can't do this without you El. I need you. Me and the baby need you. So I had to risk the shot."

He lay against her silent for a while. "It was a good shot, baby."

"Not really," she said. "I was aiming for the shoulder of the arm with the knife, but I was shaking that much…" Elliot's head shot up.

"Please tell me your kidding me?"

"Olivia!... Elliot!" yelled Fin.

Olivia smiled at him "Saved by the cavalry," she said. "In here!" she called out, as Fin and Amaro rushed into the room. Amaro went straight to Lewis as Fin ran to Elliot and Olivia.

"You both okay?" he asked dropping to his knees in front of them.

"We will be, Elliot needs a bus," she told him.

"It's just pulling up," he said. "Why the hell didn't you tell us you knew where they were?" he asked her getting angry.

"I had to do this myself, Fin. I had to face him and to end it once and for all."

Fin looked over ay Lewis's dead body. "Well you certainly done that okay. You know there are going to be a lot of questions asked, especially by IAB."

"I think we have that covered," said Elliot. He nodded over to the kitchen counter where a hand held camera was sitting. "He was recording his next instalment when Liv arrived, he never got round to pressing the stop button. "

"You mean….."

Elliot nodded "All the evidence you need is right there. It will prove we didn't do anything wrong."

The paramedics ran into the room and dropped down to Elliot and Olivia. Fin got to his feet and went over to the camera and picked it up pressing the stop button.

Enjoyed writing that chapter, hope you all enjoyed it as well. Unless something comes to me soon only a couple more chapters left.