First, I wanna say, Merry Christmas Eve! Well, I got the ending chapter up today! Read and enjoy!

Oh, I also wanna thank those who alerted my story or favorited my story or commented my story or read my story, including: Harleen Quinine, prolixic, SCOOBFAN93, Sybil Olivier, Fernanda K., Veronica, MHfan11794, and W.S.C. Magica D.e Spell

Disclaimer: Oh, blah. It's Christmas. Can I just have one itty bitty break?...Yeah. Thought not.


"We've got a location on Liv!" shouted Cragen.

"Let's go, then!"

Twenty detectives including Elliot, Munch, Fin, and Cragen rushed to Olivia's location from her cell phone. SWAT wasn't far behind.


Olivia put her cell phone under the sheets in the bed not two seconds before Ben came storming in with a very sharp looking knife clenched in his right hand.

Olivia unconsciously started to struggle in her binds and tried to get away from him.

"Shut up," he said menacingly, yet in a shushed kind of voice He reached over her and took hold of her binds and cut them with quick strikes of the knife that came uncomfortably close to her hands and arms. Once he was done and she was free, he forced her up off the bed and out into the interior of the trailer.

"Where are you taking me?" Olivia asked, not feeling intimidated at the moment.

"Don't ask questions. You'll figure it out soon enough." Ben continued to push her forward. They finally came into the part of the trailer that looked like the main hang-out place of the inhabitants. He anxiously looked outside the window, searching for something.

"If you're going to kill me, you might as well tell me what I'm being killed for," Olivia tried to reason.

Ben shook his head and talked, still searching the outside, "Don't worry about that. You're not going to be killed. You'll understand," he said again.

Well, at least I know I'm not going to be dead an hour from now. I think.

It seemed that Ben had found what he was looking for outside and pulled Olivia down the trailer steps with him. When she got outside, she saw a man that looked strangely familiar to her from the back, but she couldn't place who it was at the moment.

The figure in front of her raised his head and said, "Ben?" He turned around and saw his precious Olivia – outside the trailer and in the hands of a knife-wielding Ben.

Olivia was stunned, to say the least. "Rob?"

"Olivia, please," Rob seemed to plead. "I don't want you to get hurt." He turned to her captor who was almost shaking with anger. "Ben, now calm down. We can handle this like men – mature men."

"Ha!" said Ben in a cynical voice. "Now you want to be mature. Nice try, Rob, but I know what you really want. You just want power and your precious, little Olivia."

Olivia stared. "You know this man?" But Rob didn't answer. He looked terrified, but if it was possible, he was looking a bit amused, too.

It all happened so fast; all Olivia could do was watch, dumbstruck. Ben threw her to the ground and immediately lunged for Rob, his knife aiming for his chest. It sunk in, again and again and again. Huang would have said that this was the result of anger against this person that had built up in the criminal over time. When Ben seemed to be done dishing out his anger on Rob, he simply turned around and left. Olivia stared at him, dumbstruck and in shock, but didn't protest, finding it much wiser not to.

As soon as Ben was out of sight, Olivia scrambled up as fast as she could with her hands tied and tried to find her way to the nearest road and her way out of the woods. To her left, she heard a faint rumble of a car engine go by. She ran as fast as she could and finally got to the road. The next car she saw was filled with three familiar faces, to her great relief: Munch, Fin, and Captain Cragen. The rest of the vehicles coming close behind them were SWAT vehicles. As Olivia's face became relaxed, so did her fellow detectives'.

When they were less than twenty feet away, some hopped out of the cars before they stopped moving, one of them being Elliot, and rushed over to where Olivia stood.

"Are you okay? Where are they?" he asked immediately.

"I'm fine. One's dead, the other's gone. I don't know where he went. I came through the trees. I'll show you."

As soon as the detectives untied Olivia's wrists, she led them to where she had just run away from.

"I came from this direction," she said tracing back her steps. "This is where the trailer's supposed to be."

"Where'd it go?" asked Cragen.

"I don't know. It was here a half hour ago. One of the men just walked past it. He didn't seem to be interested in it in the least." Olivia looked around, but she couldn't see anyone.

"Liv," Elliot said. He motioned toward the ground. There were hundreds of pictures scattered on the grass and dirt. They were all pictures that Olivia had seen while she was inside, including the ones of herself. Besides the pictures, there lay the cameras and drawings of Rob's victims.

"Captain," said Munch. "It's Jennifer Hartley." He held up the photos of her.

"I guess we've found out serial killer," reasoned their boss.

The detectives looked at the piles of evidence while SWAT teams flooded the forest for signs of life.

Olivia's eyes suddenly grew in terror and worry. "There was a woman! She was bleeding! I tried to follow her and help her, but then they got me. We have to find her!"

"Sh – Liv – there is no woman," Elliot said. "One of those guys probably drew their own blood and made you think that there was a woman out there to lure you out…from wherever you were."

"Would you mind checking just in case?" asked Olivia. "I wouldn't want to be responsible for a woman's death and not even check to see if she was okay."

"Sure." Elliot smiled sympathetically.

The SWAT teams and some detectives and medical examiners went to investigate the scene described. After about forty-five minutes, they came back and announce that they've got results: the blood was Ben's and the drag-prints of the feet were made in the unlikely position of a man dragging a woman's body behind him. Conclusion: there was no woman.

For some strange reason, Ben's being on the loose didn't seem to be much of a threat to the community as he had been earlier that year. He just seemed to have it all in for Rob, who was now dead. His attitude seemed to have changed in those moments after killing his "boss".

When everyone was back in Manhattan, a warning and watch-out for Ben was still put out into the community because he was still a danger. After all, he had raped and murdered numerous women. After getting multiple calls from people who saw a man close to Ben's description, the squad figured that Ben was out of town and fleeing somewhere else.


Olivia was turning in for the night. It had been a long and hard day. She needed her rest. She stood up but caught a glance at a newspaper article on her desk partially covered by more recent paperwork. She uncovered it and saw that it was one of the articles that had been sent to her while she was staying at the hotel. She picked it up and set it on Elliot's desk for him to see tomorrow. There was no initial danger coming for the rest of the night, or else Olivia would have called him. Ben had looked absolutely exhausted after leaving his energy and rage with Rob.

Olivia grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote: Good morning, El. This is a newspaper article that was sent to me while I was staying at a hotel on my way back. It's the article of when Kathy and Eli right after the accident. I don't know if you want this, but I'm giving it to you. You can decide what to do concerning your family. All I say is make the best choice. – Liv.


Well, there ya go! Hope you enjoyed it even though I - very badly - didn't update for a long whiel before the second to last chapter. I'm choosing to leave the add-end between the detectives to you guys. I hope everyone has some wonderful holidays and a wonderful start to the new year!

Enjoy the end...and start a beginning!

[in an echoing voice:] "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night."