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Olivia and Eliot raced down the street, hot on the heels of an armed rapist. "Put your gun down!" Elliot screamed through puffs of smoke as they cornered him on a bridge overlooking the crisp water of the Hudson River.

The man backed up to the edge of the concrete overpass. Fear glimmered in his eyes, but only for a second. "Shut up, b-!" the man screamed, drawing his gun.

Olivia said calmly, "Listen, we just want to talk. Just put the gun down, and we can get through this." Great, another life and death situation, she mumbled to herself. She glanced over at Elliot, the man she'd known for 12 years now. He was always so strong, hotheaded, yet he had a comforting side, too, where you knew everything would be okay. Remembering they were chasing down a perp, she cleared her head to regain her composure.

Elliot stared over at his brave partner. She knew exactly what to do in each situation, and he admired her. Maybe even more than I think... Oh, shut up, Elliot Stabler, you're married! He silently cursed himself.

"N-No! You be quiet too, jerk! You don't think I know what you're trying to do? You're just gonna cuff me and lock me away! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Beads of sweat poured down his beet-red face. The mental man lashed out at Olivia with the butt of his gun, but she quickly dodged aside and leaned against the railing of the bridge to catch herself.

Elliot raised his gun at the unsuspecting perp. "Listen, just come with us," he growled, growing impatient. "NO, NO, NOOOO! You don't get it, do you? You'll be gone before I ever go to that pile of-" Elliot cut him off as he reached for the perp's gun, who fired a shot in shock. "AHHHH!"

Olivia shrieked as blood gushed out of her side, her yellow top becoming a dark crimson. Her body lurched back and she plummeted 12 stories into the icy cold water. "OLIVIA!" Elliot screamed as she fell.

He quickly cuffed the man the railing of the bridge, his mind focused only on Olivia. Tearing down the flight of stairs to the docks he radioed in, "SVU to central. Overpass off of 35, Officer down, I repeat, Officer down!"

Oh gosh, Olivia, please be okay. He quickly threw off his shirt, his muscles rippling as he dove into the sub-zero water. He propelled himself forward through the iced river, and his eyes stung as he strained to see. Diving deeper, Olivia's body was nowhere to be found. Don't even THINK that, Stabler. She's strong; she can't be dead…yet.

After searching underwater for nearly two minutes, the burning of the lings told him he needed to come up for air. He resurfaced, gasping, and waded back to the shore, where Captain Cragen, Munch, and Fin were waiting with worried expressions.

"Where's Olivia?" Fin asked, shuffling his feet anxiously. "S-Somewhere down th-there, f-fighting for her life," he chattered, as a blanket was wrapped around his shivering body. Don, Munch, and Fin stared ahead at the water, shocked. "How did this happen?"

Elliot shuddered. And it wasn't from the cold.

Sorry it's short! And I know I'm mean! Will Olivia make it? Only one way to find out... Please try to get me to 15 reviews I'll continue this story!