A/N – Hello and Welcome. This is a new story that I have been working on for quite a while. I tried a different method in writing this one. Normally I write as I go along for each chapter but for this one, I have written majority of this story and will only make mild tweaks and changes to unpublished chapters. In doing this, hopefully chapters can be posted in a timely manner. Writer's block is a huge downfall for me, so this strategy works better. I will be able to post on the regular, I will put a posting a upload schedule on my profile to help give a timeline.

***Trigger warning***

Story contains mature content such as torture, rape, assault. Please proceed with caution. No hard feeling on backing out of this story, it will not be everyone's tea.

This takes place during Season 15, Episode 19 Beast's Obsession. This is a spin on the episode where Lewis does not kidnap Janice Cole but instead one of their own. Story will try to remain cannon to general plot at first but then branch out into a whole different thing.

Feedback is appreciated as always. Thank you for reading.

leviathan (noun) a sea monster, identified in different passages with the whale and the crocodile, and with the Devil.

synonyms:

monster · brute · beast · giant · colossus · mountain · behemoth · mammoth · monstrosity

a very large aquatic creature, especially a whale

a thing that is very large or powerful, especially a ship

Sergeant Benson got her regular morning coffee from the cart just outside the courthouse at Foley Square. It was like any other typical Monday. The streets were flooded with people on their way to work, car horns blaring at each other. A cold breeze rushed by causing her to shiver against it, her coat seemed ineffective to the late March air. Her coffee wasn't just a caffeine boost. It was also so she didn't freeze to death. She had hoped that the weather would have warmed up by now but it seemed as if this winter was going to lag on forever. Olivia cursed at that darn groundhog seeing its shadow again leading to this brutal prolonged cold season. All of New York had been in a deep freeze for the last four months. You could see it in their faces, they were over it.

She went over today's agenda. As soon as she got to the precinct there were finishing touches that had to be made on the Jenny Aschler case. The FBI were still getting hundreds of hits on the images, which led to even more arrests in multiple states. It would be years before they would see a decline on the circulation.

Her promotion had led to an enormous amount of responsibility. Each morning she would have dozens of messages waiting on her office answering machine. She was making her way up the chain and people had her under a microscope. Every move was being looked at waiting to see if she cracked under pressure. She finally understood how her old Captain had felt.

Just as she turned to walk towards the crosswalk her phone started to buzz in her pocket. She stopped walking because she hated when people would be walking, eyes glued to their phone, bumping into people. Olivia didn't have to that type of coordination. Her ungloved hand reached in her coat and dug around for the phone. Once she pulled it out, she brought it up to her view.

Incoming Video Chat

The notification by an unknown number popped up. She turned her head at an angle slightly. This was odd, since most people would either just send a text or call her normally. She wasn't a big fan of video calling because she always got the calls at the worst time, when she looked like a mess or getting that charming upward angle that made anyone's chin or multiple chins look massive. Olivia debated on not answering it, but her curiosity got the better of her sliding her thumb across the screen to answer.

She stood there frozen; eyes widened as William Lewis displayed on the screen. Thee William Lewis who she had locked up in jail after kidnapping and torturing her for four days. The man who had beaten raped, mercilessly rained havoc on who knows how many people. The man that was supposed to be serving twenty-five years to life in Rikers.

Seeing him in the courtroom during the trial had been a disaster to say the least. His allegations of her being a consensual participant were repulsive. As he represented himself as his own defense it was the extra jab, the salt in the wound. All she could do was sit there as he questioned her about her life, the personal details, in front of a whole courtroom. The attempt to humiliate her and ruin her reputation. Somehow it felt as if she was on trial, all her private information to be shared with a room full of people. She had always tried to be under the radar, avoiding making and posting on social media.

When the jury read the verdict declaring Lewis guilty it felt as if this huge weight was lifted off her. At the same time there was damage that could not be erased, memories that had burned memories into her mind forever.

"Morning Sunshine, I missed you." His voice was just as upsetting as she remembered.

His eyes just as cold stared back at her as he was turning the wheel of the car he was driving. He had a huge smile on his face, the same smirk from months ago when she saw him last and the scar around his left eye that she caused him.

Video Call Ended

All Olivia could do was stare at the dark screen of her phone as panic overwhelmed her. She didn't even know how to process what had just happened. For a good minute she couldn't move. Every question that ever seemed relevant flooded her mind all at once. He was supposed to be locked up and to never get out. That was the whole point of sitting in front of a jury, a group of strangers and telling them the things he did, what she saw, what she endured. That was the deal. She did her part. Where the hell was the justice?

The once chilling air didn't even bother her anymore. Her whole body felt warm, like it was set on fire. Her heart pumping faster. Olivia felt lightheaded from the adrenaline surge. It was an odd feeling. Feeling safe one second and the next completely at jeopardy. The memories, the ones that she had tried to push away, keep locked up tight had poured out past the flood gates. She could imagine his breath at her neck, his hands on her.

After what seemed like an eternity or as much time as it took for the blood to return to her body, she finally was able to become cognizant of her surroundings. A nearby car horn breaking her out of her daze. She knew she had to warn the precinct but getting her body to answer any command was not possible.

Move

Move

Fucking Move!

Olivia looked at her phone again. Her shock had confused. Her phone felt foreign in her hands uncertain of the buttons to press. It took her a minute to hit the start screen. The phone home screen lighting up. She hit the green phone icon. The panel of frequent contacts appearing. Her finger immediately pressing the first contact listed.

The phone rang twice then she heard a voice inaudible to make out the words. This wasn't because of anything on the other end but her panic caused her to not comprehend what was happening. There was no way to convince it was all some sort of nightmare. That what she saw was the cause of an overactive imagination.

"Liv?"

Processing her own name being called.

"Fin. He's out." She finally able to spit the words out.

"Who?" Fin asked on the other line. There was a pause. A hesitation by Olivia to even say this name. It was like if she said it out loud then he would appear in front of her, like a Candyman urban legend. After a few months, she was able to erase that word out of her vocabulary. To rebirth the term made the situation real.

"Liv? Who's out?" The questioning getting louder.

"Lewis." The name spilled out along with the dread and the panic the world would soon face. He was more dangerous, now that he was a loose cannon. Her fate now undetermined now that her worst nightmare had become a reality.

A/N- Thank you so much for reading. I have been working on this for at least two years and am so excited to finally publish chapters.