Undercover

18

"Talk to me." Y/n sat in Olivia's office, since she knew that the SVU would listen to them, if they'd want it or not. The whiff of tension has disappeared when they left, damla clearly calmed down.

"They were after me, they know that we were friends, even if we kept our act up good."

"How do they know that we are friends?" Y/n was confused. Both of them used different names for the other person when they said that they are going somewhere. Pretending to actually hate each other, they created the known 'bitchfight' that men seem to enjoy to watch. If only they'd find out that an actual fight between women looks completely different.

"I don't know, but they- used me to find out more about you and how you were able to escape but el miedo didn't. They think that you're either a rat or a cop."

Haven't they seen the news? Y/n thought. "What do they know about me now?"

"They know nothing. I haven't told them anything don't worry....y/n, you need protection. Please. I know we could tell your team about it..maybe I should-"

"No. No they don't need to know about it. They are already suspicious about me and don't trust me anymore. It doesn't matter if they say they do, because they don't. And when I tell them that I have people sticking up my back trying to kill me...I know that they wont leave me alone anymore."

"But you can't stay at home."

"I won't. I'll just grab my stuff and I'll be staying at Donald's place. If he lets me. But I am pretty sure he won't say no."

"Please be careful. Please."

Y/n could see in damlas eyes that she is completely serious. Even if she knows that y/n can take good care for herself, this is something no one can go through alone. "I will. Now come on, you need to get checked." Y/n gave her a hug and almost stormed out of the office. She was full of rage, did those guys not understand that they can finally be free? No fear to leave without being hunted down. They don't need to prove their loyality to a guy who can only watch them from heaven? Or more likely from hell.

Nick and carisi gave each other a look without saying anything, they grabbed their jackets and followed her.

"She is going to her apartment." Nick spoke after driving a few cars behind y/n's.

Y/n parked her car, walked into her home and dissapeared from their sight. "Should we wait a few minutes?" Nick looked at carisi who nodded his head yes. If only they have noticed that the buisness with the label 'craftsman' doesn't exist.

Y/n gently pushed her key into the lock and entered her home whilst keeping her eyes straight forward. Something was weird.

Everything was were it was supposed to be, but it was the atmosphere that changed from when she left her apartment In the morning.

The woman made a few more steps into her room, leaned her crutch on the wall when it sparkled up in the sunlight. It was a wet footprint that was going in the other direction from where she was standing. It was a rainy day and yet impossible that she might have caused it. Someone else is in the room with her.

Her reflex forced her to turn around and there her eyes fell on a sillouette that was hiding in the corner of her room. It was as if she came home to early for them. The man jumped out and launched at her, the silver blade that was clinched in his hand was sharp and directed towards her chest. But her guts told her that he didn't have any intention in killing her. Instead of moving the knife, he first tried to throw a punch at her, but she ducked and went for an uppercut punch. The man stumbled backwards, dropping the knife on the ground. As y/n tried to walk towards him, two arms slung around her and lifted her up from the ground. It seems like there were more people with them.