Fandom: Law & Order: SVU
Ship: Implied!Elliot Stabler/Olivia Benson
A/N: I cannot remember what time of day Benson got kidnapped so forgive me please
Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping, kind of cheating(?)
NSFW: No
Backstory/au: Alternate canon
Word-count: 407
Synopsis: Fin called Stabler telling him Benson was kidnapped
Eating dinner, Elliot sat at the table with his family. The family he adored and cherished more than anything. Right?
But ever since her left svu something was wrong. He never kept in contact with Benson or the others, he left that life behind him. But a part of him missed it, and worried. Of course he knew Olivia could take care of herself. She had proven that time and time again. But she was stubborn, and if she knew someone was guilty she was going to make sure the victim got justice. No matter the price.
He admired that about her. But also feared that it would lead her to a tomb. He never told anyone about his worries, he kept them in the back of his mind. Like he always did.
Smile and pretend your happy. That's what he did. But sometimes he felt himself longing and dreaming that his wife wasn't Kathy, but instead Olivia. He ignored those thoughts. Like always.
The kids rambled about their day, as they ate. He tried his best to listen but he just couldn't shake the feeling something was off.
"Honey, are you okay?" Kathy, his wife, asked. Worried, her head tilted to the side a bit.
"Yeah, I'm-" the phone rang and he was cut off. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and answered.
"This is Stabler." He got up from his seat and walked over to the kitchen counter.
"Hey, Stabler, it's me Fin."
"What do you want? I'm in the middle of some-"
"I have something I need to tell you, you might want to sit down." He paused. "And Kathy might want to restrain you." Fin laughed, but it had no meaning.
"I'm fine. Tell me." Stabler's voice was annoyed.
"Ben-Olivia has been kidnapped." He grabbed onto the counter, to hold himself up as his knees went limp. "We have a suspect." He felt a glimmer of hope. "But we don't know where he is." Hearing those words, his heart sank.
"Where are you?" Fin told him where to meet him and he did. He didn't grab a jacket, or anything. Only what he had on, a shirt, pants and shoes. Ignoring his families protests, he left his house without a word.
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