Disclaimer: I don't own any characters other than Jacob Austin. Dick Wolf and Neal Bear Own them. Rated M for mature.

Moving Forward

Olivia sat at her desk attempting to finish her paper work. The case before was understandably difficult for her. Two young girls were kidnapped by

a psycho. When Olivia found them, they had recently died. Olivia tried to save them, CPR nothing could save those girls. Occasionally, she can still

see where the blood was on her hands and cloths. Olivia was woken out of her trance by her partner.

"Olivia…Olivia are you ok?" "You look tired."

"Yeah I'm fine, just haven't been sleeping."

"Is it because of the case," Elliot asked with deep concern.

"No I just haven't slept good lately;" obviously lying. "Is it alright if I take off?"

And with that Olivia walked out, holding her things in hand. As Olivia walked outside the cold January air shocked her body. She didn't care she

wanted her body to feel numb like her emotions. Olivia just kept repeating the horrible scene in her head. "Those poor girls, they had their whole

life ahead of them." "I could have saved them if I worked faster." "If I just found the perp earlier." After coming back to reality, Olivia found her self

in Central Park. As she looked up she saw a pond, still and calm. She slowly walked up to the chilled pond. Olivia stared at her reflection. She was

sick of her self. Olivia closed her eyes, scenes flashed through her mind. Her hands bloody, the two girls lying still, Jacob Austin the perp. Then she took a slow cold deep breath then jumped.

Please let me know if you like it. It is my first story ever.