Title: 5 Things That Never Happened To Alex Cabot
Spoilers: Spoilers for the episode Loss
Disclaimer: I don't own Law and Order: SVU.
It was dark when they left the bar. The October air had a biting chill to it. Alex Cabot pulled her coat tighter around her body, trying to fight off the night air. There was an ominous feel to it; a sense of foreboding that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
It's funny how quickly things can change. It only takes one moment, one single second, for your life to change forever. And in that one moment, time slows down. Everything around you disappears.
And then the adrenaline kicks in. Your senses are heightened. There was the screeching of tires, the blasting of gunshots, and Olivia's cries of "Alex, get down!" There was the scrape of skin against pavement as she threw herself onto the ground.
And then there was the silence. Alex slowly sat up, moving each limb carefully, checking herself for injuries. She sighed, relieved that she had escaped the incident with only a few minor scrapes and bruises.
"Liv, you okay?" She asked, looking over at the detective. Her breath caught in her throat. Olivia wasn't moving. She shakily crawled over to where the woman lay. "Olivia? Honey, please talk to me."
And that's when she saw it: the blood. It was spilling from a wound in the detective's stomach. Alex had never been to medical school; she didn't know how much blood was in the human body. But she knew enough to know that the amount of blood that was spilling onto the pavement was too much. She almost expected Olivia's body to deflate, to decompress like a sponge when the water is squeezed out of it.
She took off her jacket and placed it over Olivia's stomach, gently applying pressure to the wound. "Liv, honey, just hold on. Stay with me, baby, stay with me. Don't leave me."
She didn't even know that she was crying until a tear fell from her face onto Olivia's. Leaning down, she pressed her lips to where to the tear had fallen. "Baby, don't leave me," she whispered. And then she kissed her on the lips, trying to force life back into her.
But she knew she that couldn't. She knew that it was too late. Olivia was gone.