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Hostage Part 2

Title: Hostage Pt. 2 Characters: Olivia / female! reader Warnings: None Part 1 : Here

A/N: Here is the second part of the Hostage one shot.

Olivia glanced out to the living room from the kitchen. She just finished drying the last plate from another quiet dinner. You were sitting on the armchair, watching the news. Olivia mentally sighed. It has been two weeks since you been rescued. You have barely spoken a word to anyone, even to Liv. With Noah, you tried to act as if nothing happened, but Liv could see how much you were struggling.

Especially at night. You would always wake up shaking or gasping from the nightmares that haunted you at night. Olivia had tried to comfort you once but you freaked out, and pushed her away and ran to the bathroom. Luckily, Noah didn’t wake up that night. Olivia had let you know that she was always there for you if you needed to talk to her but you wouldn’t respond. It pained Olivia but she knew that you needed time and will eventually come talk to her when you were ready.

The sergeant was pulled from her thoughts when she heard hurried small footsteps coming from the small hallway. Noah hurriedly walked towards the silent figure in the armchair with a big smile on his face. He has changed into his pajamas as he was told to.

“I brushed my teeth,” Noah happily said, standing close to you.

With a soft smiled, you nodded in approval. “And changed into your pjs.”

The small child giggled and climbed up your legs. You slightly flinched when he quickly sat on your lap, cuddling with you. It took a few seconds before you wrapped your arms around him. The both of you didn’t notice the dark brown eyes silently watching from the kitchen. You kissed the top of Noah’s head, and continued to watch the news.

                                                  …………..

Olivia stretched and winced when she heard the pops from her back. She turned slightly from the couch and noticed that Noah fell asleep in your arms. You were still watching the news, mindlessly running your fingers thru his hair. She glanced down at her watch and noticed how late it had gotten. She was about to get up when you looked down at sleeping boy in your arms.

You tighten your hold on him, careful not to wake him, and silently got off the armchair. You glanced at your girlfriend before looking away quickly. “I’ll tuck him in.”

The shocked looked from the brunette went unnoticed to you as you walked towards the hallway, to Noah’s bedroom. The walk to the small boy’s room was quiet as you turned on the light on his room. You gently placed him on the bed, carefully pulling the covers and tucking him in. On the nightstand, you saw Spots, the stuffed giraffe that Noah loved to sleep with. With a small smile on your face, you placed the giraffe in Noah’s arm. You chuckled lowly as Noah pulled the plush toy closer to him in his sleep.

You brushed some of his hair away from his face as you observed his sleeping form. With a sigh, you gave him a kiss on the forehead and silently walked towards the door. You turned around to glance one more time at the sleeping child, before turning off the lights and closing the door quietly.

Olivia heard your footsteps approaching and turned to look. She grimaced when she noticed you were looking down, not wanting to make eye contact with her. What surprised her is when you took a seat on the couch instead of the armchair. The brunette continued to stare at you, wondering whether to shuffle closer to you or keep her distance.

You didn’t notice the internal struggle going on with your girlfriend. You were struggling with your own struggles. You longed to touch her hand or cuddle with her. But every time you thought of it, something inside you made you go against it. You could still feel those slaps and the punches from the two men. You were able to hide the bruises and cuts with long sleeves and pants from Noah and the others.  

You wanted to go and talk to your girlfriend about it. But you were just too scared to talk about your time been kidnapped. You knew that Olivia and the others have seen some of the torture. But you didn’t want to tell her that the torment continued after the webcam was turned off. How they would continue to punch, kick, slap and the cuts. It would just be too much for you.

You and Olivia continued to watch the news but the two of you could barely process what the reporter was talking about. Still lost in each of your own struggles. Olivia was about to get up and call it a night when she felt  eyes on her. She slowly turned to her right and she saw you staring at her.

It was the first time in a while that you haven’t looked away from her. She softly smiled at you and was about to reach for your hand when you quickly looked down at your lap. She grimaced, cursing at herself for smiling at you.

You blinked as you looked down at her hands. You heard Olivia sucked in a breath when she noticed that you were slowly reaching for one of her hands. She didn’t dare to move a muscle, not wanting to frighten you by making a sudden move. She almost cried in relief when she saw you intertwined your fingers with hers and gave her hand a light squeeze. Olivia wanted to cry in happiness. This was the first physical contact she had with you that didn’t make you didn’t flinch away or recoiled.

You nervously looked up at your girlfriend. “Do you still love me? After everything that has happened to me?”

“Of course I do,” Olivia’s eyes widen in surprised. She was shock that you would think something like that.  “I will always love you, Y/N.”

“Even if I’m tainted?” You whispered so lowly that Olivia almost didn’t heard you.

Olivia shook her head. “Y/N, you are not tainted. Don’t even think that again.” She gave your hand a light squeeze. “What happened to you, doesn’t make you dirty. In my eyes, you’re a survivor from the torture you endured.”

You sat in silence, listening to everything that your girlfriend had told you. It was difficult for you not to blame yourself for what happened. Deep down you know that it wasn’t your fault but it was hard when you played the ‘what if’s’ scenarios in your head over and over again the past two weeks.

“May I hug you?”

The question was sudden that it startled you from your thoughts. You stared at Olivia for a few moments before giving her a nod. You flinched when you felt her arms around you. Your body immediately tensed, even if your tried not to.

Your heart started to pound loudly, as she continued to hug you. The smell of lavender and a hint of coffee was slowly calming you down. It was the smell that Olivia always carried around her. Slowly, your heartbeat returned to normal and your body relaxed against her.

Without thinking, you wrapped your arms around her and pulled her closer. You felt a kiss on the side of your head. You felt safe in her arms again as you cuddled closer to her. Olivia knew that there were still more milestones ahead. But she would be by your side, helping you overcome them and give you the support that you need. She will always be there.

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Hey! Can you write one where the reader is fin's daughter and she goes to work with him after school and on the weekends? And so the squad finds out she has a crush on carisi and they tease her about it? Then carisi finds out so he teases her too and also takes her under his wing bc she really wants to be a cop? THANKS!

Sure. I will get to it as soon as possible!

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Hostage Oneshot

Title: Hostage Character(s): Olivia Benson / female!Reader Warnings: torture, angst Requested by: Anonymous

Word count: 1,241 I didn’t meant to make it this long!. If you guys want a part 2, I can make one.

Slap!

Your eyes flew open at the hand that came in contact with your cheek. You whimpered as your cheek began to pulse because of the slap. You blinked and looked around. The three of you were still in the dark room that looks a lot like a basement. You can still feel the cuts from yesterday…or today? You didn’t know.

You lost count of the hours.

The two men that had kidnapped you, made sure to prevent you from sleeping to long. They like to shout near your ears, slap you or cut you in order to keep you awake. The last time they tortured you, they ripped off one of your nail fingers from your left hand. They mocked at your muffled cries. If that wasn’t bad enough, they like to record their sick ‘games’, as they called them, and sent them to the detectives.

The kidnappers had told you they wanted to get back at your girlfriend, Sergeant Olivia Benson, for catching their friend. You didn’t know who they were talking about. Olivia didn’t like to bring her work at home.

“Looks like we can get this party started!” The man with the grey ski mask, and the shorter of the two men, smirked at his partner. “We are going to make things interesting today.”

The second kidnapper, with the black ski mask, turned to the wooden table across from them. He sneered at the webcam that was connected with the laptop. “Say hello to your girlfriend, honey.”

You winced when he ripped out the tape from your mouth. You turned to glare at him, despite having a purple eye, and spit at his face.

The man let out a snarled before the back of his hand made contact with your cheek again.

“Time to make things more interesting, darling,” the shorter man chuckled darkly from under his mask. He put a fresh piece of duct tape over your mouth before you could have said anything.

The second kidnapper stalked to the other side of the room. Seconds later, he was pushing a side table trolley towards you. Your eyes widen when you saw the device lying on top of the trolley. You pulled on your restrains but no avail. You were tightly tied up in the chair.

Both of the kidnappers worked swiftly and quick on putting everything together. The shorter one made sure that everything was plugged right, while the taller one quickly put the electrodes on your head. You tried to move your head away but another slap made you go still.

The grey face kidnapper sneered at the webcam. “Enjoy hearing your lover cry, Sergeant Benson.”

You watched in horror as they turned the notch. You arched your back against the restrains that tied you to the chair. The pain was becoming unbearable. You muffled screams were drowned out by the kidnappers cackling. It seemed forever until the wave of electricity left your body. You sag back on the chair, breathing heavily through your nose.

It took you a few times to finally manage to open your eyes. There was ringing in your ears, making it difficult to listen what the kidnappers were saying. One of them painfully grasped some of your hair and yanked your head back to make you look at the webcam.

“I want them, especially her, to see your face,” the tall man panted close to your ear. The puffs of his breath hitting your sweaty face as you continued to stare at the webcam.  “She is never going to find you. Not even when we dump your lifeless body somewhere.”

He brusquely let go of your hair. The tall man nodded to his buddy before he turned to look at the webcam. “Sergeant Benson, I hope you are enjoying the show….because we are only getting started.”

You whimpered when you noticed the shorter man turn up the notch.

……………..

Olivia Benson could still hear your muffled screams ringing in her ears. Your body arching against the ropes whenever they turned on the ECT machine still haunted her mind. They were escalating….and quickly. She felt hopeless by the time the video ended.

Olivia had to run to the ladies restroom to empty her stomach. She heaved and heaved until she couldn’t anymore. She glanced up at the mirror and saw the dark circles under her eyes. Her hair was disheveled and her face looked beyond her years. She barely had time to go back to the apartment.

The only time she would go is when she would change clothes and spent little time with Noah. It would break her heart whenever he would ask for you. She was glad when Lucy or Fin would distract the young man before you could break in front of him.

Olivia let out a chocked cry, remembering the last time she saw before you were taken. You were running late for work while the detective was finishing making coffee. She watched in amusement as you rushed around the apartment, gathering your things with granola bar in your mouth. You gave Noah big kisses on his cheeks and a hasty kiss on Olivia’s lips, before you dashed out of the apartment.

The sergeant could still hear the ‘I love you!’ as you ran out of the apartment, with your papers. Liv shook her head and splashed some cold water to her face. She needed to find you, and soon. The brunette couldn’t even imagine the pain you were going through at the moment.

Olivia was startled when the restroom’s door flew open. She could see the anxious look on Rollins face when she poked her head in.

“We got something.”

Olivia didn’t hesitate to follow her back in the squad room.

……………….

Shouting.

That’s what stirred you awake. Your eyes felt heavy and the exhaustion of the last few days was quickly catching up to you. You tried to open your eyes but they refused to cooperate. You could hear the continuing shouting and the hurried footsteps on top of the basement.

The door of the basement made you tense. You tried to open your eyes but they still refuse to open. The ringing in your ears started to get louder as footsteps came running down the steps.

“Y/N!” A voice shouted, but it sounded slightly muffled to your ears. The ringing wouldn’t stop. Hands touched your face and it made you flinch away from them.

Olivia pulled back her hands from her lover’s face. She turned to look at Fin for a brief moment before turning her attention towards you. “You’re safe now. We caught them. I’m here to take you away from here.”

Fin walked to the back of the chair and tried to untie your hands.

That’s when you started to freak out.

Olivia’s eyes widen when you began to trash around the chair. Your muffled desperate cries could be heard behind the tape on your mouth. Fin was having trouble untying your hands as you tried to get away from them.

“Sweetheart, it’s just me. It’s Olivia,” the brunette detective tried to reason with you. “It’s over now.”

But you didn’t listen. All you can remember were the harsh slaps and the grips from the kidnappers. You didn’t recognize the voice of your girlfriend. It was two men that you could hear in your mind. Their taunting and laughs was the last thing you could remember before everything turned black again.

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Can you do a one shot of the reader being in a relationship with Olivia and being kidnapped. With Olivia and the team receiving hostage videos where the reader is tortured but team eventually finds the reader. Thanks in advance if you write this!❤️

Of course! It will be up as soon as possible.

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Hey! Can you do an imagine where it's the Carisi's and the reader wedding

Requested by: @cuddlemorehoe 

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Imagine Nick Amaro comforting the reader after a difficult case

Requested by: Anonymous

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Hi There!

I always wanted to do some imagines and one shots in the both fandoms that I am really interested in. I might add more fandoms in my blog but for right now I am only doing images and one shots in OUAT and Law and Order SVU. 

So don’t be shy and send me some imagines or oneshots! It will be my pleasure to do them.