Chapter 3

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*Chapter contains rape and violence, proceed with caution.*

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The sun was coming up when he finally rolled off her and Harlan stood buckling his pants while a devastated Olivia lay staring at the ceiling, tears streaming her face and her mind unable to wrap itself around what had just happened to her.

"I gotta tell ya darling, that was amazin! Nice and tight, able to take a poundin…a man would pay big money for snatch this good and I get it for free! Hell, maybe after I get that bun in your oven..."

Olivia continued staring up, trying her best to block him out and to tell herself that she would get out of this.

"Oh but don't you worry, I'm just gonna take a quick rest and I'll be right back to fill you up again, make sure we get a little Lewis in there as soon as possible" he grinned, seemingly impressed with himself as he stroked her cheek; she quickly turned her head away from his touch.

"You listen to me whore!" he spat as he angrily snatched her face back to face him "rule two: you don't EVER turn away from me! I touch you how I want, when I want you understand me?" he yelled. Olivia said nothing, just looked at him defiantly with pure hatred in her eyes, nostrils flaring as she fought the sob that threatened to choke her. Finally after a moment…

"I hope it's painful" she said as she looked him in the eye

"What's that darlin?"

"Your death when they find you!" there was ice in her voice as the words fell from her lips.

"Oh, you like to talk about death huh? Well let's do that!" he said and pinched her nose shut with his thumb and forefinger while clamping the rest of his palm over her mouth. "see the difference between me and you is you fear the reaper while I invite him to dance" he taunted as she struggled to breathe beneath him but he only pushed his hand tighter against her mouth while she thrashed beneath him desperate for air.

"Same thing I always told my boy…embrace death, once you do you have no fear. And when you ain't got fear in the way, that's when you really start livin…" he continued chatting away as if there weren't a suffocating woman beneath his hand and Olivia was desperate at this point, thrashing violently and pulling at her restraints. She was getting weaker, her vision was fading and she was lightheaded but Harlan just continued talking then just when everything had started to go black…

"Well ain't your face just the prettiest shade of blue?" he laughed before he removed his hand, leaving her gasping hard to take in the air her lungs craved. "You know on second thought, who needs rest when just watchin you get all feisty got me ready to go again!"

"No…" she begged. The pain between her legs already had her feeling as if she's literally been torn apart "Please, I can't

"Well, you're gunna" he undid his pants again and leaned over her, kissing her hard on the lips "My god that's a sweet mouth! I'll be sure to put it to use later" he said, his face still lingering over hers, so entranced by her beauty, he never saw the head-butt coming and within a split second he was screaming, cradling his broken nose as it gushed blood everywhere.

"You're even more stupid and delusional than your son was if you think-" she didn't finish before he was on her beating her mercilessly with a barrage of sharp blows to her face while screaming profanities as his blood dripped all over the nightgown she wore. She refused to give him the satisfaction of her screams this time and it made him angrier, fueling him to continue his assault until he grew tired and she was barely conscious, just lying there limp and unmoving

"Now we get to have real fun and I won't be so gentle this time!" he said menacingly and began tearing her gown away from her body then reached to undo her right arm and leg, freeing them from their restraints so that he could turn her over onto her stomach. She tried her best to fight him but in her weakened state she was no match for his strength and he soon had her face down, pinning her by the neck then forced himself inside her from behind while she squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her split lip, trying to withstand this new assault on her already bruised insides.

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Benson, leave a message

"Hey Liv, it's Nick. What'd you? Sleep in this morning? Don't forget the chief's comin through, rise and shine sleepyhead." He ended the call and just as he was about to put the phone away, he got a nagging feeling and decided to try her landline. After several rings, the answering machine picked up.

Hi it's Liv, sorry I missed you, wait for the beep.

"Hey it's Nick again, listen I'm just gonna swing by your place and pick you up…save time. Alright, be there soon." He tried to not let his worry show in his voice but still couldn't help feeling that something was wrong, Liv never slept in on a work day and it was with this in mind that he made one more call.

"Special Victims Unit, Detective Rollins speaking" Amanda answered

"Amanda, Liv in?"

"Uh no, not yet"

"Shit! Alright, I'm on my way to her place, if she comes in before I get there make sure she calls me before she does anything"

"Nick, you ok?" Amanda asked

"Yeah I'm good. Just…make sure she calls"

"You got it!" Amanda said before hanging up, her curiosity getting the better of her and she quickly lifted the receiver from her desk phone and dialed Olivia's cell, becoming more anxious with every ring and hanging up when it went to voicemail. "Now that's odd…" she thought as he dialed Olivia's landline and when that too went unanswered, she knew that there was more to Nick's call.

"Liv, it's Rollins and I'm a little worried, why aren't you pickin up? Give me a call" she said, sounded more anxious than she meant to and slammed the phone down on the cradle as Fin entered the squad room.

"Who did it?" he asked as he handed his partner coffee

"Did what? Thanks" she said before taking a long sip

"Made you mad enough to be slammin down phones this early in the morning…"

"It might be nothing but, we can't get hold of Liv"

"What do you mean you can't get hold of Liv?"

"I've called her apartment, her cell and apparently Nick's done the same and got nothing, Nick's on his way there now"

"I'm sure she's fine" Fin mumbled on his way to his desk, more hoping than believing.

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Harlan spilled himself inside of Olivia, growling as he came and gripping her hips so hard that his fingers left bruises where they dug into her flesh. For along moment he just lay there on top of her breathing heavily against her while planting kisses to the bare skin of her back. She lay beneath him relieved that it was finally over and prayed that he would leave her alone.

"So good…" he mused then without warning he pushed up inside her one last time, eliciting a loud and pained cry from her before he pulled out.

"So here's what I'm gonna do…" he began as he got up and began zipping his pants. "I got business to tend to so I'm gon be out for most of the day." He said as he undid her remaining restraints. She quickly turned on her side and curled her body into a fetal position, weeping silently and not even bothering to fight, just rocking herself, eyes blank as she disappeared somewhere in her mind

"and I'm gunna let you loose. Now don't go tryin to escape cuz there ain't no way outta this room and if by some miracle you did get out, I got four of the nastiest pits you'd ever wanna see out in the hall waitin to rip you to shreds, so I invite ya to try if ya feel lucky!" Olivia remained silent as he continued talking

"You have to take care of yourself…and me!"

She remembered how happy they were that day, they'd finally moved into their new place together; a fresh start for both of them.

She could still feel his lips as they pressed against her forehead, still feel hi arms as he enveloped her in them and held her tight, giving her a sense of security that she hadn't felt since…

"Elliot put his papers in"

She could still remember how her heart broke that day in Cragen's office upon finding out that Elliot had left. He was the person she depended on most in the world, the person she thought would always be there but then suddenly and without warning or goodbye, he was gone. But then, everybody left eventually right? Her mother left her, she was all she had in the world and suddenly she was gone. Then El had become all she had and he left too. Munch, Cragen, they all left and eventually Brian left too even though it had been a mutual decision but deep down she wished that he had fought harder for her, not been resigned to let them go so easily.

"Do they know that I'm gone yet?" she wondered "How long will it be before they fi-"

"You listenin to me girl?" Harlan yelled, her hair gripped tight in his fist as he yanked her head back, quickly pulling her from her thoughts. She didn't respond, just coldly looked through him. "You got fire in your spirit girl…maybe my boy wasn't man enough to break you, but I am…and I will" he smiled that sickening smile just like his son's; the one that haunted her dreams every night and she suddenly felt sick.

"Rest up" He ordered, releasing his hold on her hair "You'll need it for when I get back!"

She lay there and listened s he opened and shut the bedroom door, the dogs barking anxiously in the hall as he put the locks in place, sealing her in and then continued listening as his footsteps carried him away. She was in far too much pain to even think about moving just yet and when she could no longer hear him, she held herself tighter as her tears broke and she cried in deep, piteous sobs that shook her entire body. forget about rescue, even if they found her how would she ever come back from this? How would she go on she wondered and wished that she would just die, right here.

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"Looks like the girl's been here for some time, no sight of Sergeant Benson but we found her phone, wallet…everything inside the vehicle" the detective from major case informed Murphy, who had just arrived to the crime scene at the vacant lot."We're waiting for the M.E. to get here.

"This girl came in to my squad room yesterday looking to report spousal rape. Faith…I didn't get her last name because Sergeant Benson was the one who talked with her"

"Any idea why Benson who be out here with her?" the detective asked.

"Oh my god, it's her!"The waitress from the diner cried as she approached the crime scene. She was just ending her overnight shift and saw the scene as she drove away from the diner.

"Ma'am, you cannot be here" Murphy said

"I know that girl!" she sobbed "She came into the diner last night after midnight, said her husband had beaten her and she ran away from him…she asked to use the phone and she called a lady cop who came to pick her up. Tall, dark, very pretty; they left together, I don't understand!"

"Are you absolutely sure?"

"I couldn't forget, she was pitiful and my heart broke for her!"

"Okay, we're gonna need to take a statement from you, my officers will take you down to the precinct." The detective informed her

"Of course" she didn't hesitate to comply and quickly turned to her husband who was still in the car "I'm gonna go with the officers" she informed him.

"Don't worry sir, she'll be escorted home as soon as we're done."

"So the husband maybe follows her, kills her in a rage but then where the hell is Benson?" Murphy wondered. "I want every available man on this, find her!" he ordered.

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TBC...