CSU came and went and Olivia once again went down tot the station house to give her statement. Her heart thumped in her chest as she walked briskly to her car. Every shadow was of a man, every sound was an angry voice, every movement was White, following her, stalking her, hunting her down like prey.

Only when she made it to her car did her mind rest and her eyes stopped playing tricks on her. The shadows returned to regular people, the sounds came back to the bustling city, and the movements were that of small city animals.

Olivia covered her eyes with one hand as the other gripped the steering wheel. I can't take much more of this. She thought. She knew White was coming for her but she didn't know when, how, and who else he would hurt in the mean time. The agonizing wait and wonder was killing her. Maybe that's his plan.

She sighed and collected herself before she started her car. The drive home was a blur, her thoughts consumed of what was to come. She knew White wanted to rape her; maybe even kill her.

She remembered back to the way he had tortured his first victims; and how he was torturing her. He didn't even have to touch her to do it. Just the thought of what was to come and the bodies he sent to her door were enough to make her wish he would just come and get it over with already.

She didn't even realize she had made it home until she heard the tapping on her car window. She gasped at the sudden sound and her heart started beating rapidly again.

"Liv?" Said Elliot from outside her car. "Olivia, what are doing?"

Olivia swallowed hard and blinked as she took in her surroundings. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Elliot standing outside her car window. "El," she said as she got out of the car, "what are you doing out here?"

"I could ask you the same question." He said. "You've been sitting out here for almost twenty minutes."

Olivia ran her fingers through her hair and shook her head. "I was just thinking." She sighed when she noted the protective detail outside of their apartment. Although ground floor was convenient at times, she hated that anyone could just park right outside her doorstep.

"Its freezing out here." Said Elliot. "Lets go inside."

Olivia nodded and followed him in silence

"You doing alright?" Asked Elliot once they were inside. Olivia just nodded and sat down on the couch. Elliot noted her discontent but he didn't know what to do about it. Through all of his years with SVU he thought he had dealt with just about every type of victim but this wasn't just any victim, this was Olivia; his Olivia and he couldn't remember ever feeling so helpless.

"Do you want to talk?" He asked. She just shook her head. "Liv, I don't know why you feel you have to go through this alone." Olivia met his eyes, her own glossy as he continued to speak. "Just tell me what to do."

"He watched us. El." She spoke quietly. "Who knows what else he's seen, how long he has been following me." Olivia couldn't help the few stray tears that had slipped away. She quickly wiped them away and stood up from the couch to try and conceal her crying.

Elliot knew her better, though. He stood up and walked over to her, placing his arms around her. "Hey", he said gently as he pulled her hands away from her eyes, "Its just me." He knew she hated looking vulnerable, though it was a situation she had been all too familiar with in the past months, but Elliot had to remind her that he loved her and that it was okay to vulnerable with him because he would never do anything to hurt her. "Its just me."

Olivia felt the sudden bile rise in her throat. It was something she couldn't explain, something sudden that sent her stomach heaving and he body quivering. She dashed down the hall and to the bathroom. Elliot didn't even know what was going on until he heard the violent sound of her retching from down the hall.

He was about to go check on her when the doorbell rang and sparked both his curiosity and fear. It was late, too late, even for New York, so a visitor at this hour could only mean that something terrible had happened, or was about to.

Elliot was surprised when the door opened shortly after his pause. He was even more surprised to see Cragen standing before him.

"Cap?" He asked confused. He forgot that he gave him an extra key to his apartment in case of emergencies. "What are you doing here?"

Cragen stepped in closer to Elliot and pulled out a large manila envelope. "Is Olivia around?" He asked.

Elliot looked at him inquisitively. "She's sick. What's this about?"

Cragen shook his head and sat down on the couch. "She needs to see this with you. Tucker is on his way."

"Wait a minute. What the hell does Tucker have to do with anything?"

Cragen bowed his head as he handed Elliot the envelope in his hand. Elliot quickly took it and opened the envelope to reveal its contents.

He thought he might just be sick himself. He looked at Cragen who was clearly uncomfortable. "I'm not the only one who got one." Said Cragen. "So did Munch and Fin and Tucker."

Elliot threw the envelope on the coffee table and walked down the hall to Olivia. Her head was buried in her arm, leaning on the toilet. "You okay?" He asked as he sat down next to her.

"Yeah." She said. "That was- I just, I just felt sick all of a sudden. It was weird."

"Your under a lot of stress." He said. "Its understandable."

Olivia shook her head. "Not that kind of sick. I just- I don't know." She sighed. "Who was at the door?"

Elliot frowned and help Olivia up from the floor. "C'mon Liv. Cragen has something to show us."

Olivia pulled from his grasp, recognizing the soft tone he used with victims. "What's going on Elliot?" She asked demandingly.

"Liv", he began as he held her steady, "He took pictures."


And on that note, a lot of shit is about to happen. This would be where the plot thickens. Let me know what you think so far.

I also am taking one-shot requests. I will be posting one late tonight or possibly tomorrow. Let me know if you have a request.

Starting on chapters 10 and 11 right now. You may hate me by the end of it.