Picking Up The Pieces

Summary: When Carly leaves Salem to go to a medical convention in New York, things don't go as planned. Olivia and Elliot are brought in to help Carly get her life back.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Bo and Carly, nor do I own Benson and Stabler. These characters belong to Ken Corday and Dick Wolf.

A/N: This is the first time I have ever written anything like this. It's my first crossover, so I decided to put my two favorite ladies in one place. If you watch both shows, I hope you enjoy. If you don't watch both shows, then I still hope you can manage to enjoy it anyway. I'm not writing Bo and Carly too much like their characters on the show, just for the simple fact, that it's my story and I can do what I want. I will however try to be realistic.

Salem

Manning-Brady Household:

Bo was standing in the doorway of his and Carly's bedroom, watching her as she gathered clothes and necessities to pack for her trip. She was going out of town for a medical convention, and it was imperative that she go.

"Just how important is it, that you go to this convention?" Bo asked Carly from the doorway of their bedroom.

"I know you're going to miss me. I'm going to miss you too, but I have to go." Carly said, as she wrapped her arms around Bo's neck, giving him a quick kiss. "It's the price I pay for being so good at what I do." She added with a sweet smile.

"Yeah well, if I recall correctly, you're good at a lot of things."

"Bo Brady, it sounds like you're trying to get me into bed."

"What if I am?" Bo smirked and leaned in to kiss Carly.

Just as Bo and Carly began to deepen their kiss, they heard the tiny footsteps of their small son, entering the room.

Jessie Manning Brady was two years old; had long, dark, and curly hair. He managed to inherit a rare condition, resulting in his eyes being two different colors. One was brown, and the other green.

"Hey Mama." Little Jessie said, with a smile mirroring that of his father's.

"Hey, my sweet boy." Carly said as she reached down and lifted him into her arms. "Why aren't you in bed?"

"Not sleepy." Jessie replied with a shrug and a tilt of his head.

Bo smiled at the sight in front of him, and then leaned forward, kissing the crown of his son's head. "Tell you what… why don't you go find a story, and I'll come tuck you in and read it to you. That sound like a plan?"

"Yeah!" Jessie exclaimed, climbing out of Carly's arms.

Carly couldn't help but laugh at her son's excitement.

"It works every time. What can I say, the boy loves his books." Bo smiled, and kissed Carly, before heading off down the hall to get his son situated for the night, while Carly finished packing.

Bo was getting Carly's bags out of the trunk while she said her goodbyes to Jessie.

"You be good for daddy, okay?"

"Maybe." Jessie smiled, making Carly chuckle.

"Hey, I heard that, little man." Bo teased, causing Jessie to giggle.

Bo kissed Carly. "Be careful. I love you."

"I will. I love you too." Carly leaned back into the car. "I love you too, sweetheart."

Jessie draped his arms around Carly's neck, and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Love you, Mama."

Carly turned back to face Bo. She leaned into him, giving him one final hug. "I'm going to miss you guys."

"I know, but It's the price you pay for being so good at what you do, right." Bo smirked with a wink.

Carly scoffed and laughed. "Not funny. You cannot use my own words against me."

"No, you don't want me to use your words against you, but it's true… you're an amazing surgeon, and someone has to represent our small town."

"I guess." Carly sighed. "I better get going. I'll call you when I land."

"Alright. Go, be safe, have fun, and come back home." Bo called out to her.

Carly just waved as she walked away.

New York

The first night of the convention was finally over, and Carly was exhausted. She decided that the mingling, and butt kissing could wait until she was well rested. Not to mention, that the last time she talked to her husband, was when she called to tell him that she had landed safe and sound.

Carly was leaning against the side of the elevator as she rode to her floor, thinking about what her night would consist of. "A nice hot bath, and then I'll call Bo and see how my two favorite guys are doing."

As the elevator doors opened, Carly stepped off and made her way to her room. She wasn't aware of the man watching her from around the corner.

1-6 Precinct:

"Benson, Stabler." Cragen called from the doorway of his office. "We've got a vic at Mercy. 34 year old female, found in her hotel room this morning, raped and beaten."

"Got it, Cap." Yelled Elliot, as he and Olivia grabbed their jackets and walked out of the bullpen.

"Fin and Munch, CSU's over at the hotel. Go see what you can find."

"On it." Fin called, as he and Munch headed out.

Mercy General Hospital:

As Elliot and Olivia stepped off of the elevator, they were greeted by a doctor.

"Detectives." The doctor said, greeting them.

Olivia pointed to herself and then to Elliot. "Benson and Stabler."

"Doctor Reed." He replied, walking towards the nurse's station.

"What do you got?" Olivia asked, as Elliot pulled out his notepad.

"34 year old female, brought in about 20 minutes ago. She's got cuts and bruises, and a bump on her head. She was barley conscious when she got here."

"She have a name?" Asked Olivia.

"Yeah." The doctor answered, flipping open the file in his hand. "Carly Manning. She's a doctor… in town for a medical convention."

Elliot, noticing that the doctor hadn't given them that specific piece of information they were looking for, tapped his pen against his pad, and cleared his throat. "You do a rape kit yet?"

The doctor nodded. "Positive for fluids."

"Can we see her?"

Dr. Reed held out his hand, signaling which way the detectives should go. "Right this way."

Carly's Hospital Room:

Olivia walked over to the bed where Carly was lying. She pulled the chair, which was sitting in the corner, next to the bed, and sat down.

"Dr. Manning-"

"Carly." She whispered. "Call me Carly."

"Carly." Olivia corrected herself. She introduced herself and Elliot, and continued with her questioning. "I'm Detective Benson." She said, pointing to herself, then pointing up. "That's my partner, Detective Stabler. Do you remember what happened last night?"

Carly closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. She looked down at her hands, before taking another deep breath, and returning her gaze to Olivia. She spoke quietly, almost in a whisper.

"Things are little fuzzy. I remember some things, but not much."

"That's okay. Lets just start with what you can remember."

Carly nodded. "I had just come from a meeting, and I was standing outside my hotel room. I had just gotten the door open, when I felt a hand over my mouth." Carly's eyes began to water. She was trying to be strong, and keep her emotions at bay, but they managed to get the better of her.

As she continued talking, tears began to streak her cheeks. "He pushed me into my room." Carly paused, trying to gain her composure, internally beating herself for losing it in the first place.

Sniffling, Carly pushed a piece of hair behind her ear, wiped her nose, and continued.

"He whispered in my ear, 'If you scream, I'll kill you.'" She stared into space, and touched just above her collarbone. "He had a knife. I never saw it, but I felt it." Carly looked back at Olivia.

"Next thing I know, he hit me on the back of the head. We ended up on the floor, and then he was on top of me." Shaking her head, and closing her eyes in disgust, Carly continued. "He held my hand… kissed me." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "I remember him panting in my ear. I remember crying, but everything after that is just kind of dark."

Olivia leaned closer to Carly's bed. "Did he say anything to you?"

Carly nodded, but continued to look at her hands. "Yeah, but I don't know what. My head was pounding… I was dizzy… everything sounded muffled."

Carly's head fell back against her pillow, and she gave out a loud sigh before remembering that she still hadn't called Bo. She looked back and forth between Elliot and Olivia. "Oh no. My husband. I have to call him, he doesn't know."

"Alright, we'll have someone get in contact with him." Olivia reassured. "Just relax. Getting worked up isn't going to help."

Carly just nodded, and reclined back, to wait on her doctor.

Carly's Hotel Room:

Munch and Fin walked through the open door, seeing the room swarming with CSU. O'Halloran stood, and walked over to them.

Munch stepped forward. "What do you have?"

"Fluids, some blood… I'll take the blood back to the lab, just incase she got a piece of him."

"Alright man. Anything else?' Fin asked.

""Nope. No prints, so chances are, he wore gloves. I'm guessing she wasn't his first victim either."

Salem

Manning-Brady Household:

Bo was chasing Jessie around the living room, and trying to avoid tripping over the toys splayed out on the floor. "Come back here you little monster."

"You can't get me, Daddy!" Jessie called out as he ran around the couch.

"Oh, yes I will." Bo said, just as he climbed on the couch, reached over, and grabbed Jessie, pulling him back over and on top of him.

Jessie screamed, laughed, and giggled as his daddy tickled him. Just then the phone rang.

Bo picked Jessie up, and sat him on the floor. "Play with your toys, buddy."

Bo reached over, and took the phone off of the cradle. "Hello."

"Bo Brady?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"This is Dr. Reed, from Mercy General Hospital. Your wife, Dr. Manning, she was brought in about an hour ago. She wanted us to call you."

Bo hadn't said anything, he just stared into space.

"Mr. Brady?" Dr. Reed asked.

Bo squeezed his eyes shut, and took a deep breath before coming out of his trance. "Is she okay?"

"She was attacked and beaten. Other than a few cuts and bruises… a slight concussion… she's fine."

"Is there any way I can speak to her?"

"A couple of detectives took her down to the police station. I can give you the information."

"Yeah, that would be great." Bo grabbed a pen and paper from the side table and began scribbling down the information.

After Bo hung up, he slid down to the floor, and placed Jessie in his lap. He held him, and kissed the top of his head while he cried.