A/N: I got the idea for this story after I read another fic from a different site. In that fic, Olivia asks a rapist what he would have done to her if she had been his next victim and then is surprised to find that she was going to be, until they caught him. Elliot couldn't handle the details and he broke down. In that fic Olivia wasn't actually kidnapped, so I thought what if she was kidnapped. How would Elliot react? Hope you like. R&R please!

Disclaimer: Do not own SVU, but I would take Elliot or I would switch lives with Olivia if she would let me ;) hehe

Not Just Another Case

By: ElizabethlovesJack

Chapter One: Kidnapped

Olivia flinched as Elliot punched the wall, to take out his anger. They had just found a third victim of a perp they had no leads on.

"Elliot, calm down. We're gonna find this guy." She moved between him and the wall so that he couldn't do anymore damage to his hand...or the wall.

"Yeah, but how many more woman is he gonna rape and murder before we do?" Olivia knew that he was right. They had no idea who this guy was. The only reason they knew he was the same guy was the videos that coming from him. Videos of him raping the women and beating them. Videos of the girls pleading for their lives. All of the victims also had one thing in common, they were all somehow connected to the Police Department. The first victim, Sherry Martin, was the granddaughter of a retired cop. The second, Tiffany Smith, was the daughter of a Sherrif. And now, the third victim, Michelle Thompson, was the wife of a NYC detective. The SVU department had found Michelle in a dumpster not too far from the precinct along with another video. It was the same as the others; him raping and beating her. It was late and they had been working all day.

"Hey why don't you too go home and get some sleep." Cragen told them. Olivia nodded but Elliot was hesitant.

"Elliot I know that you want to catch this guy, and I do too, but there's nothing more you can do tonight." Finally Elliot gave in. He needed the rest and so did Olivia. Olivia offered to drive him home and then she headed to her apartment. Elliot layed awake for hours before finally drifting off to sleep. The next morning he went into work early. Cragen and Munch were there but the rest of the place was deserted.

"Hey where's Olivia? She's not coming in early today?" Munch asked as Elliot sat down at his desk.

"She'll probably be in later. Hopefully she was able to get more sleep than I was. Anything new?"

"Not yet. Fin's supposed to be here in a little while and then we're going over to Thompson's to look around for anything." Elliot nodded in acknowledgement. When Fin showed up, he was talking so fast that no one could understand him.

"Fin slow down. Start over," Munch said as Elliot and Cragen came over towards them. Fin took a deep breath and held out a video tape.

"Looks like he's hit again," Cragen said, taking the tape into his office. All four stood around the small television as the video began.

(This is what Olivia is seeing/thinking now)

Olivia opened her eyes and looked around the strange room and became nervous. She had no idea where she was and she had a gag in her mouth. She tried to yell but it was muffled by the cloth. She tried to move her arms but that was when she noticed the ropes tied tightly around her wrists. She was bounded to a chair at the end of a table. She froze as a man came into the room. He had a video camera and Olivia's eyes went wide. This was the man that they had been searching for. She had been kidnapped. He was going to rape her and then kill her. Olivia thought about what had happened last night but all she remembered was driving Elliot home and then going back to her apartment. Then she woke up here. Olivia studied his face trying to memorize it in case she somehow escaped. He was an older man, maybe mid 40's early 50's. He was bald and had a big nose. She tried to think of anywhere she might have seen him but she couldn't come up with anything. The man set up the video camera in front of her. She watched cautiously as he pulled a mask over his head and began to speak.

"Hello Detectives. By now I am sure that you have found Michelle's body. She was a very pretty lady. Key word being was. I bet you didn't think that I would find another so soon did you? Neither did I. I saw this young lady walking into her apartment last night. It was my lucky day when she turned out to be a cop. You might know her. In fact I am sure that you know her." The man turned the camera from him to a Olivia. He zoomed in onto her bruised face. Olivia then looked into the camera. She looked confused and tired. The man walked over to her and pulled the cloth out of her mouth and began to question her.

"What is your job exactly?" Olivia glared at the man but didn't answer. He walked back over to her and slapped her across the face causing her lip to bleed.

"Answer me."

"I work in the Special Victims Unit of the New York City Police Department. We find sick bastards like you and stop them from raping and killing innocent people."

"So you're a detective? One of the detectives in fact that has been looking for me."

"Yes."

"And you have a partner too, don't you?" Olivia nodded slightly. "What's his name?"

"El...Elliot Stabler." Olivia felt a tear come out of her eye as she thought about Elliot. She needed him.

"And you two are good friends right?"

"Yes."

"Would you say that you love him? As more than a friend?" She did love him more than a friend but she wouldn't tell this guy that. If he found out he would hurt Elliot.

"Why does that matter? I answered your damn questions now let me go." The man stood up quickly and knocked the camera down. Olivia watched nervously as he came over to her. She screamed as he pulled out a metal rod and hit her over the head.

(Back at the Precinct)

The crew watched as the man picked the camera back up. They could see Olivia in the background, knocked out on a bed in the background.

"Well, Elliot Stabler. Hope you won't miss your friend too much. I'm gonna have fun with this one." The tape shut off and Elliot was shaking with anger. No one knew what to say. They were all shocked and terrified. Fin turned to look at Elliot who immediately walked out of the room to hide his tears. He couldn't think, his mind could not process thoughts at the moment. He grabbed his coat and put it on.

"Elliot where are you going?" Munch yelled. Elliot wiped his eyes and kept walking. Munch followed him and grabbed his arm.

"John don't."

"Elliot, I know that you are worried about Olivia. I am too. But we need to go at this like any other case. You can't let your feelings for Olivia get in the way of your job."

"But this isn't just another case. This is Olivia. I'm going to find this guy and I'm going to kill him myself." He pulled his arm free and walked away.

"Where are you going?" Munch yelled after him.

"To Olivia's apartment." Elliot yelled back as he got into his car. He pulled up and parked outside of her building. He slowly walked up the steps. He pulled on a pair of rubber gloves before entering the building. He walked up to her door and sighed. He opened the door and the tears ran down his cheeks as he walked into her apartment.