AN: Hey everyone! I know I have a lot going on story wise, but I think I can handle it since it's Christmas break! This story will only be 5-6 chapters long (well that's what I have planned so far). I love blinded just like wildlife because such opportunities the plot allows! Elliot and Kathy never got back together so slightly AU. What happens when Olivia is the one that is blinded? Please review! Love ya'll!

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"It's going to be really hard" the man said, as if he was explaining it to her.

She chose to ignore it, they would be at the car soon enough. Before she knew it, she was falling.

Elliot watched the scene unfold from the other side of the street, he was getting away and she was on the ground. The sound of her head hitting the glass echoed in his ears. His legs were moving before he could even process what had happened.

"Olivia! Someone call a bus, and get him!" he yelled as he ran to her. She was unconscious and bleeding with bits of glass covering her jacket. He gently guided her head to rest against his chest, giving him a better view of the wound. "It's not too bad. You're okay…you're okay". He cringed when he felt her blood seep into the material of her shirt. Maybe it was worse than he had previously thought.

The ambulance took its sweet time getting there. She had lost a decent amount of blood and Elliot was anxious. "Sir, we need to move her" a young man said, he was probably new to the job. He just had this air about him that screamed "NEWBIE".

"Of course"Elliot quipped with a bit of attitude. Although he was reluctant to do so, he moved away from his partner. "I'm riding with her" he stated, leaving no room for arguments. She still hadn't come to when they arrived at Mercy General, worrying him more.

"She'll wake up anytime now" Captain Cragen reassured him. They had both had been sitting next to her bed, waiting for her, for the last two hours. If it weren't for the bruise on the right side of her face and the gash on the back of her head, it'd look like she was simply taking a nap. Those pain meds had to be wonderful.

"Uuuhhhg, what happened?" she croaked out, moving her head around to work the kinks out of her neck.

"You were pushed head-first into the car, but you're okay" Elliot answered.

"No I'm not!" she exclaimed once she opened her eyes. "I can't see you!"

She was looking all over the room, but she couldn't see anything. She could see lights and some shadows, but that was it.

"What do you mean? I'm right next to you" he was deeply confused.

"I'll go get the doctor". Elliot watched as his boss ran out of the room and his partner suffered from a panic attack.

He quickly grabbed her hand, squeezing tight in his own. "I'm right here, next to you. Just listen to my voice: It'll be okay, I promise". He watched in astonishment as a stray tear made its way down her cheek. A crying Olivia Benson was not something to be taken lightly.

"I'm scared" she whispered. Her whole world was a giant blur.

(Hours later)

Elliot couldn't stop his leg from shaking. It was a nervous habit that he never could break. He could tell by the looks that Fin and Munch were giving him that he was driving people insane. Good, misery loves company. The doctor had kicked him and Cragen out so they could run some tests on Olivia in hopes of finding the cause of her vision issues.

"Is there a Donald Cragen here?" a petite, middle age woman asked. "That would be me".

"We have some updates on Detective Benson's condition, if you'd come with me". Elliot also stood, but Cragen quickly gestured for him to sit back down. "Let me handle this, I promise I'll fill you in as soon as possible".

Elliot sighed and settled himself back in the chair, impatiently waiting. He stared at one of the magazines that rested on the coffee table. He could see the date June 15,2004 printed in the corner.

A few minutes later, Cragen came back and by the look on his face, Elliot could tell that something was wrong.

"What is it?"

"In the most basic terms possible, there was some bruising in her head and she is temporarily blinded" the older man carefully told the younger man.

"What exactly does 'temporarily' mean?" Elliot pressed, not caring that his voice was much too loud for the waiting room.

"The doctor is 99% sure that Olivia's sight will fully return, but the problem is that there is no way of knowing when. It could be as short as a week or as long as months".

Elliot buried his face in his hands. She wasn't okay. She wouldn't be able to work. She wouldn't be able to see. She wouldn't be able to take care of herself. Everything about this sucked.

"Can I go see her yet?". His captain simply nodded, knowing that neither of them was okay for the time being.

(Liv's hospital room)

"El?" she asked as he stepped in the room.

"Can you see me?" he excitedly asked, praying that this was all a crazy mix up.

"No, but I know your smell" she answered, blushing slightly.

"Do I at least smell nice?" he teased as he took his spot in the chair next to her bed. He couldn't stop himself from looking directly in her eyes. It was insane to think that someone looking you directly in the eyes couldn't see you. He even waved his hand in front of her face, getting no reaction.

She closed her eyes and lay back, trying to relieve some of the pain. Her head felt like it was going to explode. "Doc says I'm going to be visually impaired for a little while" she said, breaking the silence. She needed to have something to listen to so she didn't go insane.

"Where are you going to stay?" he asked as he took her hand in his once again, surprised that she didn't yank hers away.

"At home" she stated as if it were completely obvious.

"Who is going to take care of you?"

"Me?" she said as if he was stupid. "I thought I was the one that hit their head" she joked.

"Liv, you've never been blind. How the hell do you think you can handle this alone?"

"I've always taken care of myself, I won't let a silly thing like temporary blindness get in my way".

He chuckled and shook his head. She was always so stubborn.

"I'll stay with you, not because you need me, but because it'll make me feel better".

She sighed and finally yanked her hand away from his even though she missed the warmth immediately. "Whatever".

"Get some rest" he ordered, tucking her in.

He noted that she had kept her eyes shut for the majority of their conversation. He decided to ask about that later. Right now she needed rest and he needed to go talk to Cragen.

"El?" she called out, his footsteps towards the door causing her to stir.

"Yes?"

"Don't tell anyone I said this, but what if my sight never fully comes back?"

The look on her face broke his heart, she was fearful when normally she was fearless.

"It will, you have to believe that. Get some sleep; you'll feel better when you wake up". He prayed that he didn't tell her a lie.