SVU in Chicago

Photo Shoot

Elliot was going to get the intel to Tyler via his undercover character. His story was that his niece is obsessed with Tiana Smith and heard that she was doing a photo shoot in New York for her new album. We were able to set up the operation in a studio to make it look legit. We even had undercovers playing fans standing outside the building with signs. Fin and Amaro were stationed with other agents around the building to keep a look out for Tyler. Amanda was in a dressing room pretending to get ready for the photo shoot. I was in the dressing room going over everything with Amanda before heading to a hideout van with Elliot down the street. Amanda seemed a little nervous probably because of the fiasco in Chicago the last time she went undercover. I placed my arm on her shoulder and said, "Are you sure you're ok with this? We can find someone else." She immediately shook her head no, "I'm fine Liv. I need to do this to prove to myself that I can get back in the saddle and regain my confidence." I nodded at her and smiled completely understanding where she was coming from. We both have been victims and never wanted to let that define us.

As I was getting ready to leave, I suddenly heard the back door to the dressing room open and shut. I assumed it was someone checking on us but when I looked up, Tyler was standing there with a gun to my face. My stomach clenched and I could feel another panic attack coming on. How the hell did he get by all those agents outside? His smile caused goosebumps to cover my body and I was trying to stay focused on the situation and not spiral into a hysteric mess. I instinctively grabbed my belly as though my hand could protect my baby from getting shot. My voice was shaky when I finally spoke, "What do you want Tyler?" He frantically glanced between Amanda and I, "Where's Tiana? I am supposed to meet her here." I swallowed hard, "Listen, she isn't here. Why do you need a gun? Please just put the gun down." He shook the gun in my face, "Tell me where the fuck Tiana is now, or I am shooting both of you!" Amanda then tried to use her southern charm, "Hey Tyler, I know where Tiana is but you have to put the gun down before I tell you." He now pointed the gun in Amanda's face and his hand was shaking so hard I thought I was going to be sick with worry his finger was going to pull the trigger. He laughed maniacally, "Stop lying to me bitch! I see this was a set up now so neither one of you are leaving until I get a free ride out of here."

Amanda was already hooked up to her wire, so I knew that everyone had heard the conversation and were hopefully figuring out a way to take him down. I just needed to buy some time until they figured out a way in. Suddenly my phone was pinging with text messages and Tyler's eyes widened. He went to grab the phone out of my hand, but I pulled it away and backed up to the other side of the room. "Let me see who it is Tyler, and I can let them know what you want." I glanced down at the phone and saw it was Elliot.

Liv, what the hell is going on in there? Are you and Amanda ok? I am figuring out a way to get to you.

I looked up at Tyler, showed him my phone, "It's my partner checking on me. If I don't respond, you will have all of NYPD busting in here and you will be leaving in a body bag. I need to text him back." Tyler told Amanda to stand up, walk over by me and then told us both to sit on the floor with our backs against the wall. Tyler's jaw was clenched, and his eyes were bulging leading me to believe he was definitely high on something. He grabbed the phone out of my hand and called Elliot.

E: "Liv! What's going on?"

T: "I'm guessing this is Elliot? Listen, I need you to get me a car and let me leave this city on my own. Failure to comply will result in your precious Liv and whoever this hot blonde is to be shot dead. You have 30 minutes."

E: "Listen prick. If you harm either of them in any way, I will kill you myself!"

Tyler then hung up the phone and put it in his pocket. Amanda and I were on the same page in that we needed to keep him talking to distract him until we were rescued. As I was frantically trying to come up with something to keep him talking, I suddenly had an excruciating pain in my belly. It felt like someone was punching me in the side. I yelped and grabbed my belly with both hands. Amanda reached out, grabbed my shoulder, "What is it Liv? Are you ok?" My voice was raspy from the pain, "I don't know. My belly is cramping. Something is wrong with the baby." Amanda looked up at Tyler, "You need to let her out of here. She needs to go to a hospital!" Tyler just laughed, "Yeah right. How stupid do you think I am?" The pain was agonizing, and I started to hyperventilate. It was way too soon; the baby couldn't come out yet. How could this be happening to me? This baby was the only chance I had to have a child and now he or she was being taken away from me. I leaned my head back against the wall and tried to take some deep breaths.

My phone began ringing what felt like hours later but in reality, was probably only twenty minutes. I was in too much pain to answer the phone and I just looked at Amanda begging her with my eyes to find a way out of this. Tyler grabbed the phone and answered it, "This better be you telling me my ride is here." I assumed it was Elliot again working on the negotiation while a plan was created but the call was on speaker, and I heard Fin's voice instead. Fin said in his normal no nonsense tone, "Listen, Tyler. You are never getting out of here alive if you harm two NYPD officers. We have eyes on you Tyler, so you need to step back and think about what you're doing." Tyler then became more agitated, and I could see sweat beads forming on his forehead. His breathing intensified and he took a few steps back and started turning in circles looking all around the room while aiming his gun as though the full NYPD force were already in the room. I started to get very nervous then because the perp started to feel like he had nothing to lose and that's when he could kill us without even blinking an eye.

Just as another stabbing pain started in my belly, a shot rang out, Tyler's head exploded, and he hit the floor. I screamed and then looked up. The grate to the air duct was hanging down and Elliot was there holding a gun. He quickly maneuvered his legs through the hole and jumped down to the ground with a loud thump. He ran over to me, placed his hands on my shoulders, and asked, "Liv, what's wrong? Did he hurt you?" I groaned and shook my head no, "My belly is cramping. I think I am going into premature labor."

Elliot pulled out his radio and ordered a bus. He asked Amanda if she was ok and she said, "Yes, I'm fine. Just worried about Liv." I was then escorted to the hospital in an ambulance praying my baby was ok.