A/N: This was my first fanfic for L&O: SVU. Go easy on me! Review if you want me to post more. Also, thanks for the reviews on my other one! You guys rock!

Elliot sat casually at his desk chewing at the end of his pencil. He looked up when he heard Olivia enter. She didn't say anything.

"Hey." He said, unsure why she was so quiet.

"Hi." She said hoarsely.

"You OK?" He asked.

"Fine, just tired." She answered. She got herself a cup of coffee.

Munch came in. "You two," He tossed Elliot and a notebook and hurried off.

"Rape, 12 year old, East Side." Elliot said, "well, we should get going, I'll drive." He offered.

She nodded not even bothering to take off her coat. She followed him to the car.

The drive was silent, the music was soft and sweet. "El?" She asked very softly.

He barely heard her. "Yeah?"

"Please pull over." She whispered.

"What?" He asked confused. He had no idea what was going on. She'd been acting strange all morning.

"Pull over-" she said louder, urgent. She sat up straight with her hand over her mouth.

He pulled over to the shoulder of the road and watched her stumble out of the car. He knelt next to her as she vomited. Tears stung at the back of her eyes and her face flushed. She was embarrassed and weak. She couldn't even get herself up.

"El, I-" She tried but a sob escaped.

"It's Ok. Here come on." He took her arm and guided her back to the car. He put his hand on her forehead. "You're warm. Flu?" He asked.

She shrugged. "I'm fine." She sighed closing her eyes. "Keep going."

He'd have argued, taken her home, but he knew that they needed to get to the scene so he took off again. Her eyes stayed shut the rest of the way and neither of them said a word.

"Liv, we're here." Elliot shook her a little. Cops were everywhere, as were reporters.

She nodded and gingerly lifted herself from the car. She followed him to where the majority of the police were, talking to a little boy.

"Name's Isaac." Said one of the cops. "Six years old, son of alleged rapist, brother of alleged victim." He explained.

Olivia nodded. She and Elliot followed him inside where they were shown the location of the rape and murder.

Olivia's stomach churned again but she held it down. "El, look at this." She called to him using all her strength to seem normal. On the ground at her feet was a splatter of blood shaped in a heart.

"Whoa…" He was startled. "Looks like we've got an artist on our hands."

Olivia stepped back outside taking a big gulp of air in an attempt to calm her stomach. 'Not now.' She ordered it. She sat down next to Isaac. "Hello Isaac, I'm Detective Olivia Benson. This is my partner Elliot Stabler. Can you tell us your sister's name?" She asked sweetly.

"Ilana." He stated quietly. "Where's my daddy?"

"Some people are looking for him." She explained. "He might not be coming back for a while though. Has he ever hit you or Ilana?"

"No." He said too quickly. He looked down, avoiding her eyes.

"Isaac, honey, are you sure? He never did anything? Even on accident?" She asked.

"Uhm, he didn't mean to, he said he was sorry." Isaac admitted shyly.

"Yeah? What did he do on accident?" She pried. She could see that she was getting through to him.

"He hit Ilana." Isaac confessed. "Only sometimes. When she doesn't do it right." He added.

"Do what right?" Olivia asked although she was fairly sure she knew the answer.

"When mommy died Ilana has to be the woman of the house." He explained. "She has to help Daddy."

Olivia nodded. "Does Daddy hurt Ilana?"

"Yes, but he doesn't mean to. He just wants it to feel good." He said.

"Okay, does he get naked with her?" She was blunt.

"Sometimes…" He trailed off.

"Okay sweetie, thank you." She said. She got up quickly and went to the back of the building. Elliot followed quietly. She leaned up against the house and took in some more deep breaths.

"Liv, you Ok?" He asked.

She jumped slightly. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." She lied. She felt like crap. Her head was killing her and she was shaky all over. She was freezing even though she knew it wasn't that cold out.

Elliot nodded, knowing she was lying. "Why don't I take you home now? They'll cover for us." It wasn't really an offer, more of an order.

Usually, she'd have protested, but today she was feeling particularly crappy. "Thanks." She said.

Elliot had been expecting more push-back. He was glad she complied, but he knew that also meant it was bad. 'Spend a few weeks with Liv, you'll know.' He thought to himself.

"El, do you think we can stop and pick up some tea? I don't know
if I have much left at home…"

"Sure, no problem." He pulled into the mini-market they were passing as she said it. "Wait in the car, I'll get you some."

She nodded and closed her eyes. Within a few moments she was asleep again.

When Elliot came back and found her sleeping, he wasn't all that surprised. He quietly got in and put the bag with the items in the back. The tune was soft and steady with a nice beat and easy to relax to, so he decided not to turn it off. He simply drove the few blocks to her place. "Liv, we're here." He turned off the car.

She could vaguely hear someone calling her but she wasn't quite ready to wake up.

Elliot sighed heavily. He went around and opened her door. He put his hand on her forehead and decided to carry her in. She wasn't all that heavy and he was in shape. She moaned slightly in his arms but did not wake.

TBC if you guys want, reviews are much appreciated.

Hannah+