25 Acts of Happiness | Law and Order SVU

Chapter Eleven

I play the security images over And over in my head while I sit in the front with Nick. Carisi and Fin took the other car to speed up and locate the car.

Nick eyes me from the corner of his eye.

"Don't torture yourself." He whispers.

"Like you?" I snap and the moment these words leave my mouth, I regret saying them. "I'm sorry Nick I didn't mean-" He cuts me off.

"Olivia, its okay. I know you didn't mean it like that." I can see him tense up. His jaw clenches.

"Just promise me not to murder him the moment we find him?" I joke. He laughs. This time a deep and heart warming laugh.

Silence. Long, thick silence.

"Nick, can I ask you something?" I turn around to face him.

"Of course."

"Were you and Amanda... Dating? Not that I'm nosey, but you know... internal Affairs is forbidden." I mentally face palm myself.

"No. We were not dating, Liv. We were like brothers and sisters. We fought a lot but I always looked out for her. That's what brothers do." A tear escapes his eye. "She never understood the danger she was in until it happened."

I feel the car being parked into a parking lot. Nick gets out and the opened door lets the cold breeze hit me in my face and I shiver.

"Coming?" He asks, pulling himself together.

I nod and get out.

-*-

"I got a hit on where the car was last seen. It was parked in a parking lot at a hotel. For all we now, they are still inside." Carisi says as he gets his car keys from his desk and his jacket from his chair.

I call for backup, as I get my keys and coat. The ring pierces through my ears, as I run trough the hallway and run outside.

Finally someone picks up. "This is Lieutenant Olivia Benson from the New York City Police Department, Special Victims Unit." I say, as I start the car and drive from the parking lot.

"The suspect has a New York City Police officer from the Special Victims Unit and a Medical Examiner hostage." I speed up.

"He must be considered armed and dangerous."

-*-

I nod and Carisi breaks the door open.

"NYPD hands up!" Nick and Fin shout at the same time, but there is no one here. I see a small note in the small wooden table in front of the green couch and my heart sinks. I head towards it, as more armed police officers get into the room and with every step, my stomach knots, as I hear from the radio the police officers shout "Clear!" From every room they storm in.

I shakily pick the paper up and read it.

Oh my God.

It took you really that long to find me? Well, you will not find my... Dolls. They are safe and sound with me. Oh, and I got the security footage too. Don't bother. I'm always one step ahead of you.

-Sam Reynolds