a/n: I was rereading this chapter and noticed that it was horribly written. I had tons of mistakes and couldn't live with that...so i revised this chapter.

Elliot was starring at Olivia while she read her through today's files. He knew he was starring but he couldn't stop. She hasn't been herself lately. She seems so sad.

"Quit starring at me Stabler" She said never looking up from her files.

"What's going on with you Olivia?" He asked concerned for his partner.

She has been dating this guy for six months now. She has been really happy, up until this past month or so. She's been distance, hasn't said much of anything to anyone. Elliot was worried about her, but he couldn't put his finger on it; but he knew his partner well enough to know that something was up.

"What? Nah, nothing, I'm fine," She said blowing him off.

"Olivia--I know you. Something is wrong and you are shutting me out, why?"

"Elliot-I'm fine, I have a lot of work here, so--" She said sort of coldly.

He knew her well enough not to push her to hard. He needed to talk to someone about her because it was eating him up inside.

At 5pm Olivia collected her things and left. She had been leaving at 5 almost every day for the past few weeks. He couldn't take it anymore; He got up and walked into the captain's office.

"Elliot-What's up?" Cragen asked.

"I'm worried about her Cap, something's wrong, and she's not talking to me, or anyone for that matter."

The Captain sighed. "I know…so what makes you worried?"

"Well, she's been leaving at 5 everyday. When have you known Olivia to leave the station house at 5? She's distant; she doesn't talk to me about anything any more. She seems fragile; she jumps at the drop of a pen. She doesn't go out with us anymore. And have you seen her? She lost at least 15 pounds, her eyes…they don't have that spark anymore…do you want me to go on?"

"No…I don't know Elliot. It's obvious something is going on with her, you're going to have to talk to her."

"It's not like I haven't been trying." Elliot said defensively.

"Do you think she broke up with Rick?" The Cap asked.

"No I don't think so."

"Well investigate detective." He said with a smile. If anyone could find out what was up with Olivia it would be Elliot. I hope she's ok, she deserves to be happy. The Cap thought.

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Elliot walked up to her apartment and knocked on her door. "Olivia it's me, open up!"

"No Elliot, I'm fine" She cried out.

"Olivia I'm not leaving until you open this door and talk to me."

"Go away Elliot" She said.

The door opened and to Elliot's surprise it was Rick, Olivia's boyfriend.

"Rick- Let me talk to Olivia." Elliot demanded.

"Are you deaf? She said she didn't want to talk to you." He said rudely.

Elliot was shocked, what a jerk this guy was.

"Well, I need to talk to her." Elliot said trying to push his way in.

"I think you talk to her enough at work, don't you?" He leaned in and whispered, "I know you're in love with my girlfriend Elliot, you can't have her, she's mine. You got it?" He said as he slammed the door shut.

Elliot was stunned. Did that just happen? What a pompous jerk…no it was more than that. Elliot saw this type of behavior all the time in his line of work. The classic signs of an overprotective, jealous, controlling boyfriend. All of a sudden it all made sense why Olivia had become so closed off.

He left her apartment in udder shock. He didn't know what he was going do. 'I know you're in love with my girlfriend' those words Rick said kept running through his mind. He was right. It killed him to admit but he was in love with his partner, and had been for the past year. He was going to tell her the night she told him about Rick, the new guy she was seeing who was 'just perfect for her.' He wanted to tell her that the reason he had been distant, the reason he couldn't even look at her anymore was because he was absolutely completely head over heals in love with her.

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Rick slammed the door shut. "Get out here NOW!" He screamed at Olivia. "You wanna tell me what that was about? HUH? Just friends?" He grabbed her files that were scattered over the coffee table and threw them across the room.

"Rick, you know nothing is going on between Elliot and me. What else do I have to do to prove that to you?"

"You're quitting tomorrow." He said angrily.

"No." She said as she held back the tears that threatened to spill.

"Tomorrow, you tell your boyfriend that you're quitting."

"I'm not going to do that, and you know he's not my boyfriend, you are!" She said trying to convince him.

"What? You're not going to do that?!" He grabbed her wrists and held her tight. He looked her right in the eye. "You're a fucking whore, you have been screwing around with that Jar head for God knows how long. You have been embarrassing me, LYING TO ME! You will show me some respect." He slapped her across the face. "You will never disrespect me like that again. If he wanted you he would have had you, but no one wants you Olivia, you are damaged goods. Your mother was a drunken whore, and your dad, must I even get into that? Look at you! How can any man stand to be with you? You are lucky you have me Olivia; if you didn't have me you would have no one. NO ONE!" He screamed.

He pulled her into the bedroom and forced her down on the bed. "You remember that I'm the one that picked up the pieces when that piece of trash partner of yours couldn't even stand the sight of you. You love him now, Liv? Huh?" He forced himself on top of her and entered her as she laid there and cried, and she knew that this wasn't even the worst of it. She new from past experiences that the beatings came after...

What happened to my life? This is not me! I'm a cop; I'm a detective in the Special Victims Unit! How did this become my life? She thought to herself as she washed herself in the shower. She looked at her arms; they were covered in bruises, hand print bruises wrapped all the way around, from her wrists to her shoulders. She was covered. She couldn't see her back, but sure as hell could feel it.

When Rick first came into her life he was perfect. A God send. She was madly in love with Elliot and knew that he would never see her like that. And even if he did, they would never be able to act on it. Her heart was broken and she had no one. Rick helped her realize that she was a beautiful, smart, wonderful woman. He pulled her out from the emotional hell she was living in, and let her believe that there was such a thing as love. That someone could love her. It was something Olivia never believed. Until he convinced her, but now…if this is what love was she wanted no part of it.

She tried to break it off several times. The first time he ever went into one of his psychotic episodes, she saw the fear in his eyes, she broke it off right there. But he had complete control over her. He had made her believe that she was unwanted, unloved, and that if she didn't have him, she didn't have anyone. And it was true. She didn't have anyone left. Not even Elliot, they have been distant ever since Kathy left him. He didn't joke around with her anymore, they never did things that weren't work related like they used to. So she made a choice, she choose not to be alone anymore. She had been alone her entire life and she couldn't take it anymore. She needed someone to be there, to care for her.

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Elliot got into work early that day. Olivia wasn't there yet so he went into the Captains office to tell him about last night.

"I'm telling you Cap, this guy is controlling, jealous, overprotective…"

"Elliot, are you sure? Or are you just jealous?" The Captain asked him straight out.

"What? What are you talking about, yes I'm sure! Why would I be jealous?"

"Come on Elliot, I'm not an idiot, I see the way you look at her."

"Captain, I don't know what you think you see, but it's not that, it's not like that." He said trying to convince him.

"Yeeeah" The Cap said completely not buying it.

Elliot got up and returned to his desk. Was it that obvious? Was I the one being overprotected and jealous? No, he knew Olivia well enough to know that it wasn't him being jealous. Something was up and he wasn't going to stop asking her until she told him.

He put the thought out of his mind and focused on his paperwork. He wasn't sure how much time had passed when he heard Munch, "Your partner coming into today Stabler?"

"Huh?" Elliot looked at his watch, and a very worried look came across his face.

"It's 10:30, it's not like Liv to be late." Munch said.

"She called, said she was going to be late." Fin jumped in looking at Elliot's nervous face.

"It's not like her," He said in a low tone.

"What's going on wit her Elliot?" Fin asked.

"I don't know Fin, I think ---" He stopped when he saw Olivia appear.

The room went silent as she came in. Munch and Fin looked down at there files; but Elliot starred at her. His apprehensive eyes never loosing contact with hers.

She sat down, very slowly; she tried not to let her pain show through her face.

"Stop it El." She said feeling his eyes on her.

"You going to talk to me?" He asked.

"Why? What for? All of a sudden you want to talk to me? You could've cared less six months ago." She said very coldly.

"How can you say that?"

"You know its true El. You haven't been able to even look me in the eyes since Kathy left you. And now that I stopped trying being your friend, stopped trying to patch things up with you, and you can't take it" She said to him so that no one else could hear.

"That's crap Olivia and you know it."

She got up from her chair, and headed to the crib; but Elliot got up and followed her.

She had her head down on her locker door. He grabbed her arm, and as soon as he touched her, she let out a silent yelp of pain.

"What the hell?" He said when he caught a glimpse of her wrist. "Pull up your sleeve, Olivia." He demanded.

"What? Elliot no." She said as a tear ran down her cheek.

"Pull up your sleeve Olivia." He said again, in a very sincere, concerned toned. When she didn't, he very gently took her arm and pulled it up for her. "Oh my God Olivia…" Was all he could say as he looked at her wrist.

He looked at her wanting an answer, "It's not that bad…" God help me, I sound like a Vic, she thought.

Elliot went to the door and locked it. He came back and drew Olivia onto the cot. Her face was beat red, she was embarrassed, confused, and felt as though the world was coming crashing down around her. She couldn't lie to her partner, it wouldn't work anyway--he knew her too well.

"I'm so embarrassed El, I don't know how I let this happened," she cried, but was unable to look him in the eyes.

"Let me see the rest of them Liv," he said needing to know exactly how bad Rick had beaten her.

"No," She said softly.

"Olivia," Elliot said, "Let me see them." He wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer and she knew that.

She began to unbutton her shirt slowly, knowing that he would do it for her if she didn't. He helped her take it off as she was obviously in great pain. They were sitting on the cot face to face as he helped her out of it.

His face became horror struck. Her entire arms were black and blue; they were just covered in bruises. His eyes didn't get to access all of them because something else caught his eye, her button down that was discarded next to her. The back of it had blood on it. He was afraid to see what her back looked like, but knew he had too.

"No Elliot, no…" She cried, "Please don't look...please." She begged him; but it was no use, he had already got up from the cot and sat behind down behind her. She bowed her head and sobbed.

Elliot couldn't believe it. He could not stomach it. Rick had whipped her, and judging by the patterns it was a belt. The buckle was imprinted across her back; however that wasn't the worst of it, carved into her skin, it read, "Unlovable" Elliot could tell that this wound had healed, and reopened many times. He wondered how many times Rick had carved that into her skin.

"I'm gonna kill him," Was all he could say as his blood fueled with rage as his fists clenched and unclenched. He was going to fucking kill him.

"I'm so sorry Elliot, please don't tell anyone, I'm so ashamed," She cried.

Elliot sighed willing his body to calm down so that he could attend to her. He got up and sat down face to face with her again. He held her hand.

"Olivia, keeping this a secret isn't going to help you. You have to end this with him. I'll do everything I can to make sure that bastard never touches you again."

How could she have been hiding this? I knew something was up, but my God, look at what this sonofabitch did to my Liv, my Liv, she's a good person and he broke her. I'm gonna kill him.

He got up from the cot and went to get a cold wash cloth. He came back and dabbed them over her wounds.

She squirmed when he touched them, "ahhhhhh!" she cried out.

"I'm sorry Liv, but I gotta, we have to make sure these don't get infected…Liv, can I take you to the hospital?" He asked very politely.

"No, no way!" She said as she shook her head in certainty.

He put some antibacterial ointment on her wounds and took a T-shirt from his locker. He very carefully helped her into it.

As soon as they got the shirt on someone tried to open the door. They then knocked seeing how it was locked, "Elliot, open up its John, the Captain is asking for you guys.

Elliot looked at Olivia. "We have to tell the Cap, Liv." He said to her.

She shook her head, "I know, it's just…I don't think I can," she said as her eyes watered.

"Ok, lay down and rest, I'll tell him, K?" He said as he helped her lay down. He covered her up with a blanket and kissed her on the forehead.

He opened the door and stepped out of the crib. "Hey John," Was all he managed to get out; but John couldn't help but notice a single tear roll down Elliot's cheek.

"What's wrong with her Elliot?" He asked.

"Go get Fin!" He said as he walked by John shaking out his sadness and becoming enraged, "Rick--He hurt Olivia." He shouted over his back.

That was enough for Munch. He yelled for Fin and they headed for their cars.