Love and Danger

A/N- This chapter is kind of short but it is necessary. I have a great idea for this story and am really excited to see how this will end up playing out. As always, read, enjoy, and review!

Chapter 8

Olivia was in the basement, wondering where Richard had gone and what he was planning on doing with her next. She prayed that Elliot would find her soon. It was cold and dreary in the basement she was trapped in. She knew the longer she was in here, the more likely she was to get sick or get killed. Thankfully, Olivia had been able to prevent them from raping her, but not able to stop from being groped several times. She had come close several times to being raped while in the basement, and knew her words and actions could only protect her for so long.

Richard and Lowell were smart and manipulative and that was a dangerous situation, if not deadly. Olivia knew that somehow, they had inside access into the precinct, and knew exactly what the team was doing. Olivia could only hope that the team knew who had her. As she rested her head against the wall, her arms dangled above her, cuffed to a pipe in the wall. Her shoulder was in excruciating pain, and Olivia knew that with lack of blood flow, her arms would be useless if it came to hand-to-hand combat.

Olivia's head snapped up suddenly, realizing she was sitting here thinking while she had an opportunity to try and get out and contact her team, or more importantly, get back to Elliot. She immediately began pulling at her restraints, feeling it rub against her raw and bloody wrists. She fought through the pain, remembering how last time she tried to free herself she had given up. Olivia knew she couldn't give up now, not when she knew she had the perfect opportunity to escape and Elliot filled her thoughts. She kept pulling at her restraints until she felt pain sear through her wrists and her hands drop to her sides. Olivia looked down at her wrists, knowing that they were either broken or severely sprained, as both were beginning to swell and turn purple, blue, and black. She slowly and shakily rose to her feet, her muscles protesting after being locked in the same position for God knows how long. She limped towards the door that she had seen Richard and Lowell leave through. She pushed her way through, incredibly grateful that it was unlocked. She went up the stairs and out the front door, laughing to herself about how easy this was turning out to be.

When Olivia made it out of the house, she immediately started running. She ran for about five minutes, not once stopping or looking back. She finally reached a small convenience store at the corner of some street. Walking in, she asked the man behind the counter if she could borrow a phone. The man led her to the back room and left her to make her phone call. She immediately started to dial in the number she had come to know by heart. He picked up on the third ring.

"Stabler." he answered, his voice low and gruff.

"El." Olivia breathed out, tearing up at the sound of his voice.

"Liv! Oh my God! Are you ok?" he asked, his voice immediately lighter but concerned.

"I think I am ok. I am just a little sore. Can you come and pick me up?"

"Of course, baby. Where are you?"

"Hampton Convenience Store. Can you hurry? I'm scared. They are still out there." Olivia could already hear him in his car and driving to her rescue. She heard him talking to someone else in the car, and could only assume it was Munch and Fin.

"Of course. I have Fin, Munch, and the captain with me and we will all be there shortly."

"I lo…" she was cut off by the sounds of two gunshots. She dropped the phone and screamed, hearing Elliot calling her name frantically. Olivia quickly collected herself and ran to the front of the shop. Lowell had a little girl in his arms with a gun pressed to her temple, and the man who had helped lay dead on the floor, two bullets resting in his chest. She looked from Lowell to the girl, her eyes blank. Before she could register what was happening Lowell had her grabbed and cuffed her, then lead her to the car. Lowell led her out of the store and pushed her into the car that waited outside. He threw the little girl into the backseat before rushing around and pulling away from the curb, just as she saw the squad's car arrive. Somehow Elliot managed to see her though, and immediately took chase of her. Olivia knew she had to somehow manage to keep Lowell calm so he wouldn't end up killing anyone.

"What is the girl for?"

"Leverage. You do as I say, or the girl gets hurt." he said, while speeding up, knowing that the cops were behind him, and were quickly gathering in numbers. Lowell knew that his plans had been thwarted, and he would not be able to have Olivia the way he wanted. He had wanted to have time alone with her, away from Richard and away from frantic police. He wanted more than anything to be able to finish what he started in the basement. He knew exactly what he had to do. He made a sharp turn and started heading in a different direction. He glanced at Olivia, who was quietly reassuring the girl. He looked in the rearview mirror, seeing all of the police that were now chasing him. He scoffed at the thought that so many people would want to save one pathetic bitch. He once again picked up the speed, the car now going well over 110 mile per hour. The East river came into sight.

"If I can't have this bitch, no one can." he thought to himself, before driving off of the dock and plunging the car into the river, causing all of the police cars behind him and jump out of their cars, all praying that somehow, Olivia and the young girl were alive. Little did they know things were about to become dangerous and risky.