Disclaimer: I don't own SVU. Dick Wolf does.
Olivia angrily packed up her desk, feeling Sergeant Tucker's eyes boring into her. It was just after midnight, and they were the only ones left at the precinct. She couldn't believe he had fired her. And right after a breakup too. She didn't even get to say goodbye to the team. She picked up a picture of the five of them, all smiling, and eyes shining. Back then the future had seemed so bright. She tucked it into the box and put the lid on, sighing.
"Ready to go?" Asked Sgt. Tucker, his eyes glancing around, foot tapping.
She nodded and took one last look at her desk, who the next day would belong to Detective Amanda Rollins. She handed the Sgt. her badge and gun and headed down in the elevator to the street below. She sat in her car for a few minutes, tears welling in her eyes, before she drove off to the bank and ran a few more nightly errands.
She closed down her bank accounts, taking her money with her, and sold her car back to it's dealership. She burned her credit cards and threw her phone into the Hudson. She had to disappear. She couldn't deal with the pain of running into someone from the team. Hopefully,they'd think she had drowned. She hailed a cab and told the cabbie to drive her to her apartment. She let herself in and packed up her stuff, before paying her final rent and giving her keys back to the land owner. She got another cab and drove to JFK airport. She got a one way ticket to Oregon, and boarded the flight, sadly thinking about what would happen to the team now that she was gone.
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