In that scene where Lewis is taking Olivia into the depths of the granary, the most terrifyingly powerful moment to me was the expression and urgency Olivia had to save Amelia - and the silent affirmation that she was willing to do anything to do that. It strikes me every time. Somehow, when Lewis told her he as going to be Amelia's "first," something changed in Olivia's expression. It seemed like with the tables turned and another - this time young - victim in his hands, it became easier for her to come to terms with her role in the situation. She was ready to sacrifice everything for that little girl, and I couldn't let the opportunity to write her thoughts (and a little alternative action) go by.

Beast's Obsession

Olivia was already trapped when Lewis stopped her on the wooden staircase of the crumbling grain terminal. She had walked into his trap, and she knew it. But that didn't change what her plan was. She was going to save that little girl from taking any pain that was - dare she say?- rightfully hers.

After word upon word plummeted out of his mouth, lecturing her about her recovery and his effect on his victims, she used her power - her voice.

"The girl, Lewis. Where's the girl?" Olivia's tone, even with her hands cuffed behind her, her wrists bruised, was demanding and firm.

"Her life up to this point has been all princess movies and lip gloss." Lewis treaded carefully, knowing what he said next would turn her. He used the sick connection even Olivia couldn't deny they had.

"I'm gonna be her first."

Olivia didn't skip a beat, though her mind and heart pounded. She was in the process of very willingly letting him terrorize her, rape her even, so that Amelia would not fall a casualty in a fight that was between Lewis and Olivia only. It was her duty, her job.

The lump in her throat made her realize how easy it seemed for her to allow what he was about to do now. In that beach house, she would've let him kill her before he got a chance to have his way with her. Now, it didn't feel hardly as painful to tell him he could if only to spare Amelia.

"Take me to her, Lewis - that was our agreement."

Lewis kept his smile hidden, knowing how ready she was to sacrifice herself for the little girl. He'd been depending on that.

"Upstairs."

Olivia turned and ascended the final set of rickety stairs, faintly hearing him warning her to watch out for rats. Amelia had her arms tied above her as she stood, pale, in the chilly breeze whipping through the gaping holes in the walls.

She kicked herself into action. She had to be strong for this poor girl. What she'd gone through, Olivia didn't know. But she did know she'd been alone with Lewis for too long. She identified herself quickly.

"I'm detective Benson. Listen to me, the police are on their way. Everything is going to be alright."

Lewis twirled his knife in his hands, smirking behind Olivia. Amelia immediately nodded, believing her. She had no other choice. She was the only one who had come for her.

Olivia couldn't hear what he was saying as he spoke, but she countered whatever it was with words of her own, a plea.

"Cut her down. You have me now."

He glanced up at her, shrugging. "How about we ask Amelia?"

Olivia shook her head fearully. "Lewis don't -"

He walked past her and ran his hand over the girl's soft ponytail. Amelia put her chin away, refusing to look at her attacker.

"Come on, Sweetheart."

Olivia shuddered. She always did when she heard that word.

"Don't be scared. Look at me."

Amelia slowly did so, a tear falling from her face. She glanced back to Olivia hopefully.

"You get to pick." He whispered just loud enough for Olivia to hear it. She felt sick.

"You and me can have some fun so that she can watch."

She felt ready to throw up.

"Or - she and I can have some fun while you watch." Lewis twirled the knife in front of Amelia. He was so invigorated by the mental assault he was putting Olivia through. He didn't even have to be looking at her to know.

Amelia's chest rapidly rose and fell with her heart's acceleration. Olivia caught her eye and nodded, telling her it was ok.

"Her." The word tumbled from Amelia's mouth, followed by a cascade of tears down her face.

Lewis smiled, turning from Amelia. He pulled Olivia close to him violently by grabbing her belt. Olivia gasped, finding it hard to believe it was happening. What was worse was that she was well aware Amelia was going to know. She couldn't even plug her ears.

His knife shone near her neck. "I need a unanimous vote. What's it gonna be, Sergeant?"

Olivia swallowed, feeling the words in her throat like bile. She swallowed them down, remaining silent as she stared past his scar and into his dark eyes. Lewis grew angry, just like she knew he would, with her delay.

If you make him wait, he gets angry. When he gets angry he gets sloppy.

He gritted his teeth as he grabbed her by the hair, freeing her neck for his blade. Olivia knew he wouldn't take her life. He couldn't until he got what he wanted. He was further angered by her calmness. She didn't say anything as he threatened to end her life. Her eyes remained unchanged, her breathing unaffected.

Lewis pushed her backward into the metal table. Olivia squinted her eyes shut as her back slammed into the jagged edge painfully. She opened them again to the sound of Amelia's whimper. Lewis was standing near her, ripping at her belted jeans. "

Stop! Lewis - stop." She shouted.

"You have something to say?" He teased her heatedly. Olivia nodded, swallowing again as the words bubbled up.

"Rape me." She felt her voice faltering as she said it.

A terrible smirk tugged at Lewis' lips. His eyes shone with the sick pleasure he found in her asking for something he knew would take every bit of will to live she had left. He was the force that would send the legendary Olivia Benson to her death only after taking every ounce of hope she held.

She watched him give Amelia a gentle kiss before approaching Olivia again. "I'm sorry - I'm hard of hearing. What was that?"

Olivia set her jaw, her eyes showing him their fire. "You know damn well what I said. And I'm not saying it again."

Lewis raised his eyebrows. "You're refusing to buy yourself and your sweet ass time? You just have to say it again. Maybe your partner will get here in time to see me finish if we waste a little time while you say it."

Olivia gagged on the rancid smell he brought to her, combined with the thought that Nick or any of the others would have to hear her over the radio - or worse than that have to see it. He saw her repulsion. He felt it. He was so close to her when he spoke.

"Say it. Again."

Olivia did what she'd done almost a year before. She splattered him in the face with her spit. Lewis hated it. It was like it immediately degraded his power. He jerked back before smiling and shaking his head. In a mere second, he'd slapped her so hard she thought her jaw had shattered.

"Last chance, Sunshine. You say it, or Amelia gets it instead." That was all he had to say.

Olivia lowered her hand from her throbbing mouth. "Rape me."

She spat it out with disgust at him. It was already over. What was she even fighting for anymore? It was done.

When she looked to Amelia, she saw her move her lips in silence. 'Thank you.'

As Lewis grabbed her and roughly slammed her front against the same metal table, reaching down and beginning his assault, Olivia mouthed something back.

'I'm sorry.'

Amelia's tears flowed freely as she obeyed Olivia's last silent command. She turned away.

Olivia closed her eyes as her body became incapable of escape. She was going against every nerve and instinct she had. Her limbs trembled as she rebelled against her fight or flight system, willing herself to do neither.

He tied her hand to the table just loose enough to let her struggle, and she set her jaw. She thought back to the first time she'd set her eyes on Lewis. She'd wanted more than anything to get him behind bars, and he would be. The police would catch him in this terminal. They'd just be too late for her.

Since day one, she'd been gunning for his incarceration. Was it worth it?

I know I haven't been updating this often, but I'm going to keep it open in case I have any more scenes to write. If you want to see one, let me know!