Okay, so this obviously (as your read you'll know) takes place after 'Blinded'. I'm taking a bit of creative liberty obviously as we haven't seen the episode yet and I don't own them.
This is for Sam for challenging me to write something because she needed something to read. LOL And for giving me a title.
DISCLAIMER : If they were mine do you think my fanfic would be off base for what happens on the show?
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Elliot's POV
They say when you lose one sense the other four become more heightened. What I want to know is who the fuck "they" are. I'd like to meet the people who believe that and tell them I prove them wrong.
Sitting here in this hospital bed I sure a hell don't hear any better. That pile of mush the nurse brought me claiming it was lunch? It sure didn't taste or smell any different or stronger. Come on. Glue is glue, and that's what it reminded me of.
All that is heightened is the feeling of being alone and in the dark. It's been two days since anyone's stopped by to visit. Apparently work and life got too busy. And my wife? She hasn't even been by since then. So much for "in sickness and in health." I've always suspected it was all a joke.
If it weren't for the nurses coming in to remind me what time of day it was I wouldn't know night from day. At least they haven't stopped coming by. Not like they have a choice in the matter though. They do seem to come fewer and farther between though.
Speaking on, one of them, Nancy according to what she just said, just cam in to make sure I'm okay.
"Nancy, can you hand me the phone?" I ask her, hoping she's close enough to hear me. She sure sounded it.
"Sure Mr. Stabler." She hands it to me then she takes my right hand in hers placing it on the keypad.
"Feel that little bump?" She waits for my nod. "That's the 5 button. Think you can find the rest?"
I'm half tempted to just dial 911 and ask to be transferred, but that would be the easy way out. Elliot Stabler does not take to easy way out. I try to think deep in my mind about what a telephone keypad looks like. Dammit! Why don't I every pay attention when I'm calling people?
Let's see, the first part should be easy. 555, okay that's easy enough. Zero is two numbers under five, okay now where is three? Oh yeah, it's diagonally to the upper right from the five.
"We're sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed."
"Fuck!" I took too long dialing didn't I.
Okay, I'll hang up and try again. I pick up the phone and dial 555-03...eight is below the five, just one more number to go. One, well at least I hope that was the one. Whoever I just called the phone is ringing.
"Lake, SVU"
Well it worked. Sort of. I did get the right unit. I could've swore I dialed Liv's desk but okay.
"Chester, it's Elliot. Is Liv there?"
Hmmm…maybe my hearing is better, I definitely can tell he's talking to someone with his hand over the receiver.
"Elliot?"
What? Does he think I morphed into someone else in the last 45 seconds.
"Yeah, so is she?"
"She umm…why don't you talk to Fin." He hands the phone over.
"Elliot, hey man!" I hear Fin say.
"Hey. Is Liv there?"
This is getting pathetic. He'd better not pass me off to Munch next.
"Yeah, she is actually. Can I help you with something?"
I've fallen into Duh-Land I swear. I wonder if Nancy is sitting there spying on this mess. I never did hear her leave.
"Yes Fin. You can put her on the phone. Please?!" I hate begging but really now I had to pull that stop out.
We're back to the talking with the phone covered. Only Fin? Yeah, not so good at it. I can hear just about every word out of their mouths now. Apparently Liv doesn't want to talk to me and everyone knows it. I know I've been distant these last few months with this pregnancy crap going on but I didn't realize it was this bad. Now he's telling her I sound lost and was begging. Oh boy!
Wait, what's that? The phone is being jumbled around and suddenly there it is. Her breathing. I'd recognize that sound anywhere. Hell I've spent many nights wondering what it'd sound like in bed next to me.
"Liv?"
Nothing.
"Livvie, I know you're there." I'd just recently started calling her Livvie. Liv was becoming too popular around the squad room and I was craving something that was uniquely mine about her.
"El." She whispers, and I barely hear it. Nope, no heightened sense of hearing for me.
"Livvie, please come see me."
"I--I--I can't." Oh God. She's sobbing now. I have to either end this or change the subject quick. She'll kill me if I make her cry in front of the guys.
"Well hey, I should go. Shower time according to Nancy." Yep, a blatant lie. "Think about it though. Okay?"
"Okay. Bye."
Before I can even say goodbye she's hung up. No doubt either off to the cribs or the rooftop. I know her. She needs a second to bounce back. "Tough As Nails Benson"? Even she has her weak moments.
Well, that didn't go well. I wish I knew why she can't come see me. From the sound of things the guys won't help me find out either. At least not Fin.
Do you know what the worst part of this is? It's boring as hell. I can't watch TV only hear it and there's only so many shows a person can listen to. At least when that person's me.
Just as I'm finally going to get some sleep I hear the door open again.
"Hello?" I really wish I could see who just walked in. I hate being this vulnerable.
"It's Nancy again Mr. Stabler. Dinner time." I hear what sounds like her putting a plate in front of me on the tray table.
"What's the mush supposed to be tonight?" I ask her. Seriously, the smell is just not giving any clues here.
"Chicken pot pie."
Oh goodie. One of my least favorite foods. I really need to get out of here.
"Nancy, can you just put the tray off to the side? I think I'm just going to go to sleep." I can hear her moving and assume she's doing what I asked.
"Mr. Stabler, I'm going to go now. You know where the call button is if you need me."
She's walking away. That sound I know all too well. I really wish I had my cell phone right now. I don't know her cell number without it. Can you believe it? I guess I'll just go to sleep. After all, I did tell Nancy I was. Not too mention I really have nothing else to do.
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"Elliot, it's breakfast time." Someone is shaking me and supposedly it's morning again. Oh what the hell is the morning nurse's name?
"Stacy?"
"Yes?" Oh good, that was it.
"It's morning already?" I can't believe I've been sleeping since dinner time last night.
"Yes sir. 8:30am to be precise. I've got your breakfast. Eggs and bacon."
"Thanks." My stomach's growling so loud I swear the person in the room next door can hear it. I suppose I'd better eat.
There it is again, the sound of someone walking away. I should've asked her to hand me the phone. Oh well. Fumbling around on the tray I find my fork and stab at the eggs on my plate. Not horribly bad.
The door's opening again. Maybe I can get Stacy to bring me the phone now. I've got to get someone to come see me today.
"Stacy, when you take my plate can you bring the phone over to me?"
I hear her walking closer but then the footsteps stop. I wish I knew how far away she was, but I still can't judge distance well.
"Stacy?" One, two, three. Still nothing. Okay now I'm getting a little nervous. They need to teach this at the academy. Sitting in a dark room with your perps. Maybe then I wouldn't be freaking out.
"Please, whoever's there just say something." I hear the person sniffle. No way. No fucking way. If it were really her she'd say something. Wouldn't she?
"Liv? Is that you? Please, Baby come over here by me." The next thing I hear is her turn and run, the door slamming shut behind her.
Fuck. Only then do I realize that I called her Baby. I can't believe I did that. How stupid can one person be? I need to make this better. Why the hell hasn't my wife come to visit? Totally random thought there. Pushing the call button I need to get Stacy back in here so I can get the phone and call her.
Alright, I've got the phone now and I think I can dial just fine now. 555-0381. It's ringing.
"Tutuola."
Okay, let's see. I need to get Liv's cell and I'm sure Fin won't cooperate. Munch!
"Hey Fin, it's Elliot. Is Munch around?" I hear him hand the phone over a minute later.
"Elliot?"
I need a favor. Liv was just here and I fucked up. Can you please give me her cell number?" Please, please, please let this work.
"You don't know it?"
"It's in memory on my cell, I don't know it by memory." Come on John, just give me the damn number.
"Alright, let's see. It's 555-7152." YES!!
"Thanks John!" Perfect, now I can call her. I wonder why I even bothered to write the phone number down. It's not like I can read it.
Okay, here we go with this phone thing again. 555...seven is diagonally to the bottom left. Okay, 152.
It starts ringing, hopefully I really called her number.
"You've reached Olivia Benson. Sorry I can't get to the phone right now. If this is an emergency try 555-0381 to reach my desk at work." Then the beep. I need to leave a message.
"Livvie, look I'm sorry for what I said earlier. Please just come see me again. I won't lie to you. No one's been here in three days now. No one. Well, I'll go now."
I hope this works. I need my partner back. My best friend back.
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Alrighty, there you have it. A bit shorter than I'd hoped but I'm satisfied with it for now. Next chapter will be Olivia's POV and hopefully we'll get some answers as to why she just can't go see Elliot.