A/N: I am not a kind of person who loves violent stories and stuff. This just came to me in my dream after a whole day spent by reading SVU fictions. And I thought something good could come out of this. Even I, myself, don't know what to think about this story. So I don't know. Just tell me how you feel about this!
Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately..
Summary: They have their own problems. But a horrible event effects Olivia's and Elliot's lifes and their relationship. Will they be there for eachother in good times and bad?
Feedback: Yes, please. Would be great! Just tell me what you think, good or bad, all are appreciated.
Enjoy...
A FRIEND IN NEED'S A FRIEND INDEED by CeliaTheThird
Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It's not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learn anything.
Chapter One SVU SQUAD ROOM THURSDAY SEPTEMBER 183:17 PM
"Elliot, put yourself together!" Captain Cragen shouted as he pushed Detective Stabler out of the interrogation room.
Staring at his captain with furious eyes, Elliot Stabler ended up at the wall.
"And do not come back until you've learned to control your anger!"
With that Captain Cragen turned around to see Detective Much coming out of the room.
"I think we need to call an ambulance, Captain!" he informed.
"Ok, make the call and come back to the room John!" he replied as he walked back in the room.
Elliot just stayed there, his head between his hands. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and blew out a long sigh. Everything was coming at him and he got really tired. He had no idea how to stop this tide of emotions. Nothing seemed wrong in his life actually. A successful, good-looking cop, married with children... But there was something that felt wrong. Something that he couldn't confess, even to himself. His marriage wasn't going so well and this was causing him to be depressed and unhappy with himself.
"Elliot, what was that?" came the question from his partner Olivia Benson who was standing in front of him, her eyes focused on his face, "You were almost killing the suspect!"
"He's lying and you know it Olivia!" he exploded.
"Yes, I do. But that's not the way to get him talking, Elliot." She spoke with a soft voice and reached out to put her hand on his shoulder. But he took a small step backwards and shoved both hands in his pockets distantly.
"Elliot, what is it?" she asked concerned.
"Leave me alone!" he said with no expression. His glassy eyes slowly turned away from her and he started marching away.
"Go see your wife and children!" she called behind him, causing him to stop and spin around to find himself eye to eye with his partner. His eyes were two balls of living fire.
"Don't tell me what to do, Olivia! I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!"
That was loud and harsh. Then he simply left.
Olivia watched him go and called again,
"Give me a call when you feel like it!"
A friend is the one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
OLIVIA BENSON'S APARTMENTTHURSDAY SEPTEMBER 18
9:43 PM
It was one of those boring nights. Nothing on tv, no book to read, no chocolate ice-cream to eat... Plus she was thinking of Elliot and how he had been acting like a jerk lately. So there was no way to change the pessimitic atmosphere in the small living room and to save the night anyway.
She grabbed the blanket from the couch and started to make her way to her bedroom to catch up some sleep. The moment she was passing by the front door, she heard the knocks on the door.
'Knock...knock...' It was Elliot.
Excitedly she reached to the doorknob but she found herself on the floor, knocked down by the tough wooden door as the man outside had pushed it to her face. The room began spinning. The man walked in and shut the door behind him. He grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet in the dark. She fought back and punched him in the face. He grabbed her by her arm and threw her to the floor again. Before she could get up he was on top of her, covering her mouth with one hand. She made one last attempt to free herself but had to give up when he took out his knife and put it to her throat.
"You have no choice but to do what i say!" he said with a wicked voice and slapped her.
With a quick move she slapped him back and slid herself off from under his grasp. Hopelessly she ran to her gun but he caught her before that and started punching her. He puched and punched her, again and again, until she lost her balance and fell down on the floor, her face covered in blood.
ELLIOT STABLER'S RESIDENCETHURSDAY SEPTEMBER 18
10:00 PM
He kept staring into the air as he sipped his beer in the large living room. The kids were soundly sleeping and Kathy on the other hand long time ago quit asking what the hell was with him. He was at a loss for something to do. No matter what he did, it wouldn't feel right that night. He set to think of his earlier outburst and felt the urge to see his partner immediately, talk to her, even apologize maybe. But beyond these, he felt something more, something he couldn't quite figure out, like her needing him... He rushed from his couch, grabbed his jacket and made his way to his car.
What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.
End Of Chapter One.