Heya!

This is my first written story… please tell the truth about what you think…. I'm not a writing talent

All my credits go to Toni Boni 3 who let me take over this story. Thank you so much, you rock!

The first couple of chapters are the same as the first 8 in the original story with some modifications. Enjoy!

Room in SVU Squad

1:32am

Olivia yawned and desperately strained to pick her self up. She had been working on this case 24/7 for the past 2 weeks. She currently hadn't slept in 3 days. As Olivia turned toward the clock, she gasped; it was already 1:32 am and she still hadn't finished the files and reports…

She was sooo tired…

She thought about the fact that she hadn't anything to eat all day. No wonder she has no energy anymore…but only the thought of food makes her more nauseous…

Olivia yawned once more and felt her sore throat ache. It has been like this for a week and lately it was getting worse.

I wonder if anyone else is still at the squad rook, maybe they're working too… do they know that I'm still here? Maybe I can sneak out and finish up tomorrow…

But NO I can't do that! The Capt. will get so mad at me, and I promised Elliot I would finish his papers so that he could spend the afternoon with his kids…

Oh who gives a dam what the hell the captain thinks, I'll finish Elliot's papers and go home…….

I'm sooo tired…

And with that thought still in her mind Olivia started writing the last sentence on Elliot's paper, but she slowly downs off.

Her throat stringed every time she breathed in, but that did not keep her from sleeping like a log…

She fell asleep on the hard desk. Her head was resting on her hand. She knew she was going to be sore later, but she couldn't care. She couldn't bare the thought of going up to the crib.

Maybe later…..she whispered.

Squad Room

7:00am

Munch and Fin entered the Squad Room, they were arguing. Fin was trying to explain to Munch that the traffic jams during rush hour are not a government conspiracy against the people. The both quickly hushed when they saw their partner sleeping on her desk. Her head leaning against her arm, and her body completely slumped. Olivia's pen had still been in an upright position in her hand.

"Is she ok?" Fin asked as he approached his sleeping partner.

Her breaths were short and raspy.

"Well who knows, how late has she been up anyways?" Munch quickly responded.

"Late enough…someone should have stayed with her… you know Liv', if she gets caught up in a case she might never even approach a bed."

"Lets let her sleep; at least she should be able to sleep until everyone comes around." Munch said.

"Are you nuts? She is going to be sore later on"

"O.k. then, let's just give her a few more minutes"

They both circled her and found a way to their own desks.

"Are you sure we shouldn't try to move her to the crib, she'll wake up stiff as hell, John"

"No, No….she'll wake up if we touch her"

Last Night 02:30am

Olivia had rapidly awoken from her one hour sleep. She was breathing heavily and she was sweating. She looked at her phone to find that it was 2:30am. After about a minute she quickly regained memory of her terrible dream….. The perp that they had just caught was out again. He was raping and brutally beating another woman. This would be his 11th attack and 4th murder. Olivia was right in front of him and she saw everything. She tried to stop him but couldn't even get up… for some reason. …Snapping out of her review of the nightmare, she noticed all of her papers on the desk. Skimming through them, she started writing …again… but the more she wrote the slower she wrote. It was taking her more than a minute to get her hand to move along the paper and write down a single word.

5:00am

As time passed on, she had finally finished all of hers and her partners' reports. But before she could even try to get up, she dosed off…again…"need to finish" she said out loud but it wasn't convincing enough…..

Squad Room 07:30

Elliot came rushing into the Squad Room late; he was sweaty and moist, but as cheerful as ever. It was his first night with his kids this week and he just couldn't keep the grin off his face. Cragen slowly walked up behind him and grinned at his detectives, they all responded back with a "Hey" or "Hello"

Elliot started heading to his desk when he saw Olivia…

"What the..."

Fin quickly interrupted …

"She's been like that ever since we got here...sleeping I guess…..I'm sort of worried, should we wake her up because we decided not to…"

"What! You didn't wake her up?" Elliot shouted

"She'll be stiff as hell when she wakes up, sleeping crunched up in a chair like that, who knows what'll happen to her back!"

Cragen walked up next to her... he quickly examined her, his eyes skimming her body...he motioned to Elliot

"If you want to you should probably wake her up, see what she's been doing…was she here alone? Where the hell were you guys? You know Olivia…she'll work her ass off just to finish a case." Olivia was like a daughter to Cragen, and to see her like this slightly surprised him.

Elliot slowly approached his partner and gently tapped her shoulder, hoping that she would wake up at that… but she didn't… Elliot tapped again, this time with a little force… but when he noticed that he had no effect on her he slowly but sternly lifted her head off her arm….

"Olivia..."

"Liv…"

OLIVIA…"
"Oh, come on LIV…. wake up"

At this Olivia slowly opened her eyes, when she saw the Elliot's' face, she shrieked and jumped….tumbling down with her chair falling over her…

Olivia grunted as she tried to get up, but he knees buckled and she fell back down, this time landing on her wrist, and sending out a painful scream…

Elliot's hand rushed to Olivia, he quickly picked her up, Cragen had already picked up the wooden chair and set it straight, Elliot gently placed Olivia on the chair as she whimpered.

"Ahhh, my hand, my hand… "

"What the Hell happened? Where am I?...What? Am I in the Squad Room? What the…

"Olivia calm down…. what happened to you last night?"

Elliot then noticed the bags around her brown eyes; he took notice of her whimpering as well…. Something was wrong. She looked pale and tired, not mentioning her weight loss which lately became more and more visible.

"Fin, call the paramedics…NOW"

Fin rushed to the phone and called 911, he didn't know what to say to make the call seem more urgent…so all he said was "we have a detective here at the Squad Room that has just broken her wrist… come NOW"

Olivia slowly took in everything that had happened and quickly remembered last night. She sighed and tightened her grip around her wrist. She tried to focus on her partner's question, but her eyes closed and she dosed off into unconsciousness.

"Olivia, can you hear me?" Elliot yelled supporting her head.

Everyone around had fear in their eyes. They never saw Olivia so helpless.

"Common Liv stay with me!" Elliot tried to shake Olivia but she wasn't responding.

ER

9:00am

Elliot, Munch, Fin and Captain Cragen had all come down to the ER to see what had happened and to be there when Olivia woke up. They were all wondering why Olivia had passed out… what the hell was going on?

"She doesn't look healthy lately" Elliot started.

"I know, I have noticed that too. She isn't eating anything!" Fin added.

"Guys, let's just wait and see what the Dr. says" Cragen tried to calm them.

The doctor seemed to come out just as the thought reached their minds. He looked slightly concerned, but as he exited the room where Olivia had been placed, he slowly grinned…

"Olivia has indeed a broken wrist..."

There was only silence; even Elliot seemed to have nothing to say.

"We have placed a cast on her hand and she will probably have to wear it for the next month or so…

As for her loss of consciousness… that was probably caused because of lack of sleep, food, and water. She also seems to be much stressed and as we were observing her she seems to have symptoms of a cold…

Said in ordinary terms, she has a stuffed up nose, sore throat and a cough."

Elliot had been staring into space when at last he blurted out "Can we go in?"

What he said was more of an order than a question, but he didn't care.

"Sure just make it short…

"She needs to get some sleep before we discharge her"

"Yeah sure…whatever you say doc"

Elliot was the first to enter the room, but soon after the rest of the group stumbled in…

I know it is short, and you probably red it before…but I promise more to come!

Please be advice that this chapter was written by Toni Boni 3 and I just added some things. My own ideas will start from Chapter 2…

Cheers!