If my college work was as fun as writing stories I'd of had it done ages ago. I wish I had the motivation I do for writing, towards my college work, but ah well I get it done eventually.
Summary: Elliot is happily awaiting the birth of his and Olivia's first child and at 8 months that time is rapidly getting closer. That is until Elliot is told there has been an accident and Olivia and their unborn baby have been killed in a car explosion. Elliot isn't willing to accept it and knows Olivia isn't dead and he isn't wrong, someone with a grudge against Elliot and Olivia is taking their revenge.
Disclaimer: I don't own it if you have seen it or them on SVU.
(Part in italics is a flashback.)
Chapter 1
"Elliot I'm telling you that piece doesn't go there." Olivia told him.
She was sat on the bed holding the instruction book and he was sat on the floor surrounded by pieces of wood, trying to put two parts of the cot together.
"Elliot if you put that part there the baby will be sleeping upside down." She told him, unable to stop grinning like a fool at his stubbornness.
"Give me that thing." Elliot said swiping the instructions from her hands. He studied it for a moment then put the pieces down. "I've put five cots together, why can't I do this one?" He said, sounding a little annoyed.
"Why don't you go make yourself a cup of coffee and me an orange juice and we can try to put this together when you come back in." Olivia suggested.
Elliot nodded, liking the idea and stood up. He held her face in his hands and kissed her lovingly. "Next baby we have, I get to pick the cot." He said as he walked out leaving her alone, rubbing her swollen belly and looking at the pieces of wood scattered on the floor.
"This can't be that hard." She said to her bump and picked up some of the pieces.
Elliot stood by the coffee machine. He'd had to change the filter and top up the water and then wait for the snail paced thing to warm up and actually make him some coffee.
As soon as his cup was filled he poured five sugars in then picked up Olivia's juice and walked back into the bedroom. He almost dropped the drinks when he saw Olivia tightening the last of the screws in the now fully erect cot.
"It wasn't that hard." She said as she spotted him. She threw the screwdriver down on the bed.
"You never seize to amaze me Liv." He said as he walked over to kiss her again.
She took the drink from him and they both sat down on the edge of the bed looking at the cot.
"So do you want me to get the drinks and sit back and watch when you're in delivery?" Elliot said sarcastically.
"God no..." She told him as she grabbed his hand. "...Your hand is mine." She told him, she had every intention of making him feel as much pain as she was. "You're going to there." She said defiantly.
Elliot just smiled at her. He wouldn't miss it for the world.
Elliot sat alone on the couch, he was in the dark. The only light shining in was coming from the moon light outside and the small red light that was blinking on the answering machine. The room was silent, until the phone rang, again.
"Hey, we're not in right now but if you leave your name and number we'll get back to you." Elliot buried his hands in his face as he heard her voice on the machine. Then he heard the beep.
"Elliot its John, I know your there. Look I know you don't want to answer the phone but you can't keep yourself shut in there forever. Answer the phone, please…" Elliot ignored Munch's pleads. "Okay, well I'll try you again later." He said then hung up.
Elliot sat there again in the dark, until the phone rang again. He listened to Olivia's voice once more. "Elliot its Cragen. Oh God. I'm not going to ask you how you're feeling because I know you're probably sat there in the dark, maybe the games on TV but you're not listening to it." He said.
Elliot looked up and saw the game was indeed playing away to itself on the TV. He couldn't even remembering having put it on. He picked up the remote and shut it off and got up.
"Elliot I think you should talk to Huang. I know right now it feels like it won't help, but I promise you it will start to." Elliot continued to listen to Cragen as he walked up to the fridge.
He pulled another beer out and flicked the top off and walked back over to the couch.
"What's happened makes no sense, and it never will, but just know we're all here and thinking about you, if you need to talk…just call." Cragen said. "Take care you." He said then hung up.
Elliot sunk back into the couch and downed almost half of the bottle. He felt like smashing the damn thing as the phone rang again. He had counted down, Fin, Kathy, Maureen, Kathleen, Warner, Munch and Cragen so gathered it could it only be…
"El, its Casey…" He listened and could hear her sniffling back tears. "Elliot I'm so sorry…" She blurted out before he heard her begin to sob.
He just heard the line go dead, then his tears fell, he threw the bottle across the room and it hit the wall and shattered. The glass fired off in all directions and the beer slowly dripped down the wall.
Elliot buried his face in his hands and sobbed, alone and in the dark.
Two days earlier.
Elliot stormed out of the interrogation room and slammed his fists down on his desk.
"Bad day?"
He looked up to see Olivia walk into the squad room. "Something like that." He said as she walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She was what got him through this job.
She sat down on his desk in front of him, and gently stoked his face.
"You can't stay away from this place can you?" Munch asked Olivia.
He walked over to her and hugged her, Fin quickly followed his lead.
"Wow look at you." Munch said.
"I look like a whale." Olivia stated.
"...But a very beautiful whale." Cragen said from behind the crowd in front of her.
They all scooted out of her way. She saw Cragen stood in the doorway. He had seen her when she had come in. He walked over to her and hugged her. "You look amazing." He told her.
"Thanks." She said, blushing slightly. "So what are you working on?" She asked them.
"One track mind." Munch said as he walked back over to his desk.
"I don't think you want to know." Cragen said.
They suddenly heard a crash come from the interrogation room. The four men all went running over to it. Olivia sat on the desk and just rubbed her belly as she felt little feet kicking.
"You're okay, Daddy will sort it." She said. As the kicking began to seize she looked down at the files on Elliot's desk she flicked a few of them open.
Her hand went to her mouth as she saw graphic pictures of five child rape victims mutilated bodies. She quickly shut them and her hands protectively fell back onto the stomach.
Elliot came out into the squad room. He walked back over to Olivia. "Are you okay, you look a little pale?" He asked her.
"I'm fine." She lied. She had seen worse photos, but they had got to her. "I'm gonna go. I was just out doing some shopping so I thought I'd come in to say hi." She said.
"Hi." Elliot said back.
She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. Elliot placed his hand on her back and pulled her closer to him as he kissed her back.
"Call me when you get in." Elliot said as he pulled away.
"Okay." She said as she turned around and walked out.
- - - - - -
Munch, Fin and Elliot were all sat at their desks filling in paper work from the especially emotional case they had just closed up.
Cragen stood in the doorway of his office, looking at Elliot.
Munch noticed him standing there, white as a sheet. "Jesus captain you look like you've seen a ghost." Munch joked.
Elliot turned to face him. Cragen just stared right at him. "Cap what is it?" Elliot asked.
Still Cragen just looked at him. "Elliot I think you should come into my office." Cragen said. Elliot almost didn't hear him he spoke so quietly.
"Tell me what it is?" Elliot said as he stood up, hoping to intimidate it out of him.
"Elliot I really think we should go to my office." Cragen said, a little louder.
Munch and fin looked on, totally confused, never had they seen Elliot or the captain look so rattled.
"Tell me!" Elliot yelled.
"Warner just called. There's been a car explosion." Cragen said. Elliot looked at him, wondering why he would find such a thing so horrific, not that it wasn't. "Elliot I'm so sorry but it was Olivia's car. She's dead." Cragen concluded.
Fin, who had stood up, prepared to break something up if Cragen hadn't answered Elliot demand, fell back into his chair. Munch just looked at his desk, thankful he still had his sunglasses on.
Elliot looked at Cragen, tears stung his eyes, but he refused to allow them to fall because he refused to accept what he had just heard. "NO." He said as he grabbed his coat. He was going home to find Olivia.
"Elliot she's gone, I'm sorry. You shouldn't drive like this..." Cragen shouted after him, but Elliot was already in the lift and gone.
- - - - - -
Elliot was breaking every speed limit in New York city, he had dodged five crashes. As he turned up a street, not to far away from home, he slammed on the breaks and came to a dead stop.
Just up ahead was a fire engine trying to put out a car that was in flames. He got out and stumbled towards the car. He could see Warner stood aside, waiting for them to put the fire out.
"Olivia!" Elliot yelled as he began to run towards the roaring fire.
"Elliot no!" Melinda shouted as she ran over to him, trying her best to keep him away from the flames. Three officers helped drag and keep him back, the car suddenly exploded again, so violently it felt like the ground shook.
They all moved their arms down from shielding their faces, thick clouds of black smoke where coming from the car. Elliot fell to his knees looking at the flames.
The officers walked away. Melinda fell to the floor next to Elliot, who was just staring into the flames. "She's gone Elliot." She told him.
Elliot suddenly buried his face against her shoulder and began to cry. Melinda held him in her arms and stroked his head, unable to hold in her own tears.
TBC
So what do you think????
Sorry if it's a little confuddling (more than confusing) but it should make more sense in the next chapter.
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