Protégé

A/N: We apologize for interrupting your regularly scheduled smut for just a hint of an actual storyline. Please stay tuned, and your regularly scheduled smut will return shortly. Any complaints may be registered in the comment/review section, and the author will try to get back to you within 3-5 business days.

A/N 2: I included the end of Chapter 71. Rated M, a LOT more swearing than usual, seriously M for swear words I never use in my stories. The first little part of this Chapter is Elliot's POV, then the remaining is Olivia's, just so that there's no confusion.

TW: This Chapter depicts a crime, NOTHING TOO SEXUALLY EXPLICIT, but there is talk of semi graphic sexual assault, and there is physical assault, if any of these things trigger you, I highly suggest you skip this Chapter!

Disclaimer: If I owned them they would've had a very different Valentine's Day than they did on the show…

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Chapter 71

Just then they all heard noise coming from the front door of the apartment. They could distinctly hear the sound of jingling keys.

As fast as Olivia had ever seen a man move, Lewis whipped his pants up, he grabbed the tape and wasted no time slapping a piece across both women's mouths.

Olivia tried to scream as she saw Lewis turn out the lights again, and hide behind the front door, not a moment too late.

She was slightly blinded by the hall lights, but there was no mistaking the voice she heard.

"Hey Liv, you awake?" it whispered as he took a few soft steps into the new apartment.

"I don't want to wake you, but I was worried when I didn't hear back from you, and I couldn't get ahold of Jen either," Elliot explained.

Olivia watched as the front door closed, and Elliot flicked the lights on. She saw the look of horror cross his face as his eyes took in the scene in front of him, both women bound and tied up in his living room.

She tried to scream again, but the only noise any of them heard was the sickening crunch of Lewis' gun as it made contact with the back of Elliot's skull, and the thump of his body as it hit the floor.

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Chapter 72

Captain Olivia Benson and Detective Elliot Stabler's Apartment, Evening, Manhattan, July 2013

Pain. That's all he could feel. The back of his head was throbbing, and he could feel a cool sensation on the back of his neck.

He tried to open his eyes, he knew it was important, that he needed to be awake, but he couldn't remember why.

His ears were ringing, yet he faintly thought he could hear Olivia, but what she was saying didn't make sense. She was pleading with someone named William to fuck her. His Olivia. She was begging for some other man to put her in her place. He felt like he was going to throw up. It was his worst fears. Olivia cheating on him. Olivia needing someone else because he wasn't man enough for her, strong enough for her, good enough for her.

Something inside him snapped.

Olivia.

Olivia sitting on the couch.

Olivia sitting on the couch with her wrists tied together with tape, and a strip across her mouth.

"Ahhh," Elliot groaned as he opened his eyes, his brain instantly punished by the lights in his apartment.

His field of view was hazy. He blinked a couple times, trying to focus.

"Li-livia," he moaned, "Olivvvvv-"

"Well I guess we know who he favours in this twisted throuple," Lewis cackled.

"Good to know," he sneered, "Now where were we Benson?"

"Please Lewis, just let me check on him!" Olivia begged.

Olivia couldn't keep the panicked tone out of her voice.

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Elliot had barely taken 5 steps into their apartment when Lewis had struck him from behind. He collapsed immediately from the blow.

The next thing she witnessed was Lewis dragging her boyfriend's lifeless body into the living room, and just like Jennifer, he constrained him to a chair with a whole roll of duct tape.

Lewis had practically squealed in delight when he noticed Elliot's cuffs, and proceeded to chain one of his ankles to the chair leg too.

The monster was panting by the time he was finished, and had no issue with complaining about how heavy the unconscious man was. He went through his pockets, Olivia wasn't sure what scared her more; what Lewis could potentially find, or the trail of blood from where he had struck Elliot in the kitchen.

It didn't take long for Lewis to learn his whole name and rank. He took Elliot's gun and left it on the kitchen counter where she knew her gun was too, completely out of reach.

"Wait a minute, I saw him, he was in your squad room today… wow, I'll be damned Benson, fucking the help? You're just full of surprises baby," Lewis taunted her.

"So how did this happen hmmm? You and girlfriend over here realize you needed a real man in the bedroom? And you ordered some young Detective to do you dirty or you'd have his badge? Bet that got you off huh?" Lewis continued to taunt as he approached her struggling on the couch.

Olivia didn't care what happened to her, the only thing she needed to do was check on her younger lover. His head was drooping to his chest, she couldn't see clearly through her moisture filled eyes but she wasn't even sure if the man she loved was breathing.

"I'll do anything I promise, just let me check on him," she began begging the moment he ripped the tape off her mouth.

Lewis held his gun up to his lips, "Shhhh, remember anyone screams, and it's night night for all of you."

"Now then where were we… Oh that's right, you were begging me to fuck you instead of Jenny, so let's hear it babe," Lewis ordered, coming to hover over Olivia once more.

Olivia closed her eyes for a moment. She knew Lewis wouldn't let her move towards Elliot until he got what he wanted from her.

She opened her eyes and tried one last thing, "Elliot!" she called across the room, they were separated by 10 feet, a coffee table, and a sick twisted monster. "Elliot please wake up! Look at me Elliot!"

"Enough!" Lewis didn't hesitate to backhand the brunette, immediately silencing her, he grabbed her by her cheek, cradling the area he had just struck.

"Say it Olivia, or else, I start eliminating the number of beating hearts in this room," Lewis threatened.

Olivia knew she was out of options. Ignoring the stinging pain on one side of her face, she gave the sick bastard what he wanted.

"Lewis-"

"No, call me William," he ordered.

Olivia gulped.

"William, please leave Elliot and Jennifer alone-"

"Why?" he coaxed.

"Be-because it's me, I-I want you all for myself William," she stuttered.

"Hmmm really? And what exactly is it that you want me to do?"

Lewis sat down beside her, Olivia trembled as he stroked her thighs, unable to move away.

"I-um want you to do whatever you want with me," Olivia shrugged.

"No no baby, be specific, I wanna hear every dirty detail," Lewis goaded.

Olivia swallowed loudly, she had a noticeable lump in her throat, "I want you to screw me."

"Yeah?"

Olivia nodded, "I-I want you to-to-"

"Li-livia," he moaned, "Olivvvvv-"

"Well I guess we know who he favours in this twisted throuple," Lewis cackled.

"Good to know," he sneered, "Keep talkin' Benson…"

"Please Lewis, just let me check on him!" Olivia begged.

Olivia couldn't keep the panicked tone out of her voice.

"Not a chance, now if you ever want to see him open his eyes again you'll-" Lewis didn't realize the Detective was coming around so quickly.

"Olivia?!" Elliot gasped, it was too late, the other man in the room had opened his eyes, and when the fogginess disappeared he was confronted with a scene straight out of the worst SVU case-files that he had ever seen.

"Li-wha-HELPPPPPPPPP!" Elliot screamed.

"Fucking hell!" Lewis scooted away from Olivia and waved his gun in the air so that Elliot could clearly see it.

He pointed it at Olivia who leaned as far away from the mad man as she could.

Elliot instantly stopped screaming.

"Good, you do that one more time and I'll kill the brunette," Lewis declared menacingly, "Then you can watch me do your other girlfriend."

Olivia could tell Elliot was confused, she wasn't sure if it was just the predicament, or if the concussion he had surely suffered in the kitchen was playing a part too, but she needed him clear headed if they were going to get out of there alive.

"Okay, okay!" Elliot panted, "Just please answer me a few questions."

Lewis eyed him for a moment, Olivia was unnerved when she saw him break out into a large grin.

"That seems fair, looks like we have all the time in the world tonight, might as well get to know each other a little better, before we really get to know one another a lot better…" Lewis had an evil look on his face as he finished his statement.

Olivia watched Elliot gulp, "Who are you?" She hoped he was just trying to distract the perp, and that he did indeed remember him from earlier that day.

"Name's William Lewis, but surely you remember me? I saw you today at the precinct when Olivia and her Detectives wrongly questioned me in the relation to a crime-"

Elliot guffawed, "Wrongly?"

William shrugged, "The sexy redhead lawyer couldn't prove shit, so don't that make me innocent? Anyways don't feel to bad Livvy," Lewis turned his attention back to the Captain.

"Many have tried over the years, but only a couple have ever made anything stick, and they were barely misdemeanours. In fact I just got done doing a 3 month bid, so darlin' I don't care what hole I stick it in at this point," Lewis stroked Olivia's jaw, making the woman lean far back on the couch.

The monster laughed as he crawled over her, "Mmmm that's right, you really are nothing but a stupid whore aren't you? Already getting into position for me, but how 'bout we start with that mouth of yours? Had no problem runnin' it when you had the gun earlier today."

Olivia could feel her body physically shaking while he climbed on top of her. With her hands bound between them, and her feet tied together too, it left her with no way to fight him off.

"Nu-wa-hey-wait! Wait," Elliot cried, "I'll do it!"

All eyes in the room stared at the Detective.

"You'll do what…?" Lewis asked.

"I-I, you said a holes a hole right? If it's just a mouth you want?" Elliot stuttered.

Olivia shook her head, "El no."

Pleading for Elliot not to do it, was a mistake.

"You know what El…" Lewis put an emphasis on the nickname.

"I think that's a wonderful idea," keeping his gun secured he clamoured off of Olivia.

"No please Lewis-"

"Oh now now Olivia, my rules remember, and rule number one, is you all keep your eyes open, first one to close them, gets a bullet in one of 'em," Lewis explained as he walked over to the other man.

"Second rule is just for you Detective Stabler, if I feel any teeth, I'll kill one of your girls and you get to watch me torture the other, I'll even let you pick-"

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," Elliot cut him off.

Lewis practically giggled, "After your girls watch me fuck you, after they watch you on your knees with my dick down your throat, even if you manage to kill me, they'll never look at you the same boy, your relationship ends tonight."

Lewis grabbed Elliot by the back of his head, pulling him by his hair, "Beg me, just like your slut of a girlfriend did earlier, beg me for my fucking cock down your throat, tell me how much you want-"

"Olivia!" knock, knock, knock, "Olivia open this door right now young lady we need to talk!"

Everyone in the room froze.

Jennifer still couldn't talk due to the tape across her mouth.

Olivia and Elliot recognized the voice, but both were afraid for the other if either made a sound.

Lewis seemed to pick up on their hesitation.

He grabbed the tape, and before Elliot could say a word, he too had a piece over his lips.

"Who the fuck is that?" Lewis whispered to Olivia.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Olivia I know you're home! Keith said he saw you in the lobby, you open this door right now or I swear to God I'll go get Gabe!"

"Who-"

"My Mother!" Olivia hissed, "And she's threatening to go get the building manager."

"Fuck fuck fuck," Lewis paced back and forth in front of her.

"That's at least 2 more people coming in here William, now's your time to run. When she goes to get the building manager, that's when you make your esca-"

Olivia gasped as Lewis grabbed her face, "Stop fucking telling me what to do!"

Lewis ran into the kitchen and grabbed something, next thing Olivia saw he was approaching her with a knife.

"Lewis don't-"

But her pleas were unnecessary as he cut the tape from her feet and hands. He pulled her until she was standing on her own two feet.

"You're gonna answer that door, and tell her you have company, one wrong word and I put this knife in your spine Captain," Lewis pushed her towards her front door.

Olivia stumbled, her legs were completely numb, she knew she needed to get rid of her Mother, she couldn't have another person being held captive by the sicko. She felt the knife poking into her back, as Lewis turned off the lights in the living room, this time leaving only the foyer light on. It was bright enough to light up the entry way and the kitchen, but nobody would be able to see beyond that into the living area.

"Answer the door," Lewis whispered in her ear, then moving the slightest bit, he leaned against the wall beside her door, the position allowed her Mother to see him, and it would keep her Mother from seeing into her apartment, or the blade digging into her back.

"Mu-Mother," Olivia exclaimed in a huff when she opened her door, "Wha-what do you want?"

Serena eyed her daughter, and nearly recoiled at the sight of another man in her daughters apartment, she clutched her purse closer to her body, as if she was afraid the stranger would grab it and make a run for it. Olivia prayed that was the worst type of crime Lewis was capable of committing.

"Ahem," Lewis fake coughed.

"Sorry, I dunno where your daughter's manners are, I'm Will-"

"It doesn't matter who he is, clearly you can see I have company so now's not a good time," Olivia moved to close the door but Serena slapped her hand against it.

"I don't care who you're entertaining these days! I came here to speak to you and I'm not leaving until we talk-"

Olivia could feel Lewis growing restless.

"Not now Mother-" she began.

"You know what, why don't you come in Mrs Benson, I don't mind giving you two some Mother-Daughter time," Lewis snickered.

Olivia felt her stomach drop.

Lewis stood up straight, and grabbed her by her elbow, effectively pushing her out of the way, letting Serena enter the space.

Lewis turned with Olivia as her front door closed, leaving the three of them in the foyer-kitchen area.

He gave Olivia a sick smile, "Now Mrs Benson how about-"

The monster didn't get a chance to finish his sentence.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lewis screamed in pain as Serena sprayed him with the mace she always carried in her purse. She hadn't left home without a can since the night her daughter was conceived.

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!" Lewis yelled.

Olivia dodged out of his grasp as he brought both hands to his face, waving the knife in the air. She saw a flash of silver, but it was her Mother stabbing Lewis in his neck.

"FUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" Lewis cried, as Serena ripped the knife out, blood dripped from his wound. He opened his bloodshot eyes, and pulled the gun from where he had stashed it in the back of his pants.

"FUCKING BITCH!" he yelled as he fired the gun.

He shot aimlessly, so blinded by the mace, pulling the trigger as fast as he could until there was an audible click, he had emptied the entire clip.

Serena summoned all her strength and plunged the knife into the back of his neck from where she had pivoted in the chaos, hearing a crunch as the blade pierced his spinal column.

Lewis froze for a moment, the gun made a loud noise as it clattered to the floor.

The man crumbled where he stood too, the knife protruding through the front of his throat, blood oozing from all his wounds.

The apartment was silent again.

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A/N: Still sorry…