The End Where It Began. . .

(This is my first SVU fic, of course I dreamed it last night so here it is. I don't own NBC, SVU and anything else I missed.)

He looked ahead. A long hallway was right in front of him. The room he had to enter was at the end of this said hallway. Taking it one slow step at a time he slowly made his way down the long hallway. He reached the door at the end and stopped. He took a long breath in and reached out for the door handle and turned it, pushing the door open. The office inside was very neat, and had the smell of aftershave. He walked inside and the man inside got up from his chair and quickly walked over to him. Shaking his hand and motioning him to sit down.

"Hello, you must be Elliot Stabler?" He asked walking back to his desk.

"Yeah. . . How long is this gonna take, I need to take care of some other things." He said sitting in the chair parallel to the man.

"It will take however long your story is Mr. Stabler. So when you are ready, start at where this digression began." He started typing.

"Okay, so it was just like and day at the office, I went to work and there was always a case waiting on my desk for me. It's sad how many people get raped each day. But the case that day was different from all the others. . ."

Flashback to that day.

He walked inside the squad room. His partner was sitting on her desk, looking at photos from the case they would be working on that day.

"Morning Liv." He walked over to his desk, threw his stuff underneath it. She handed him a cup of coffee. "So, what we got today?" He asked walking over to her.

"Well, I was just about to go interview our rape victim. Her name Carol Smith. She's at Belview right now, you coming?" She grabbed her coat.

"Yeah." He grabbed his coffee and walked out with his partner by his side.

(At The Hospital)

As they both approach the victim she sits up. She looks scared, and confused.

"Hey Carol. I'd Detective Benson, this is my partner Detective Stabler, we were wondering if we could ask you some questions."

(Back to the office with Stabler and he man)

"She was always great with people, she always knew how to talk to them. I could never do that, not the way she did." Elliot said as he man kept typing.

(Back at the hospital)

The victim shook her head and Olivia asked her questions.

"Now, did you see any features of the guy who attacked you? Skin color, hair color, eyes, and distinguishable features?" She found a chair next to Carol and sat.

"He had brown hair, and it was curly. He made me feel it." Tears started dripping down her cheeks.

"Okay, well if you think of anything el-" She stopped when she looked over to the patient and she had a very scared look in her eyes.

"What?" He asked.

"That's him" She pointed to a man who was walking around the hospital. He was thuggish and had the same distinguishable features as she had described.

"Are you sure?" Olivia asked. But before she got a chance to answer, the man pulled a gun and stared firing off bullets everywhere. Some smashing the glass of the room they were in. Immediately both Olivia and Elliot dropped to the floor for cover. Glass was all over the floor. Olivia picked her head up for a split second when she saw blood dripping off the hospital bed. They both pulled their guns, but were forced to stay put, when they saw the man inch closer, with an even bigger gun. For now, staying still and quiet was their only option. . .