Reinventing the Wheel
Disclaimer: If they were mine E/O would've happened a long time ago.
A/N: After an incident during an arrest leaves a detective incapacitated they'll have to learn how to navigate through life and recovery and lean on others. Loss of independence is hard for anyone to swallow.
Alright this is going to be a longer story than my usual SVU fics, I've got 7 chapters planned out so please stay tuned and remember to review!
"Got it, thanks," Olivia said into the phone as she hung up and turned to her fellow detectives.
"Apparently," she began, "our guy Frank has been moonlighting as a bouncer at a strip club off the books."
"Well that's a parole violation," Fin responded. "Yep, let's pick him up." Olivia said as she got up and grabbed her gun. "You coming?" she asked as she turned to face Elliot. He looked her up and down, he loved seeing how excited she got at the prospect of an arrest, she was practically beaming.
He checked his watch before responding, "Can't, I have to pick Kathleen up from the train station in 45 minutes. We can go when I get back."
"Nah that's alright, Munch and Fin will come with me right guys?" she said as she turned to the guys.
They were already getting out of their seats, "After you," Munch said as he gestured towards the door.
They went up the flight of stairs to the apartment building and rang the buzzer several times.
"Who is it?" came a gruff voice out of the intercom.
"Meter reader," Olivia responded slyly.
"Bullshit, I saw you guys pull up." The voice responded.
"Police," Munch began, "either you come out or we're coming up there."
Nothing more came out of the intercom so the detectives braced themselves for the arrival of their suspect. Guns blazing Munch stood to the right of the door, Fin to the left, and Olivia dead center. They heard footsteps coming down the stairs and in a split second the front door of the building flew open as Frank tried to run through the detectives like a football player. The door collided into Olivia and sent her crashing down the stairs. Frank regained his footing and bolted. Munch and Fin, still on the landing, were momentarily stunned before they sprung into action. Fin dashed down the stairs and ran after Frank leaving Munch to check on Olivia at the bottom of the stairs. He quickly holstered his gun and rushed over to her. She lay on the pavement gasping for breath after having the wind knocked out of her. Munch kneeled down next her and placed his hand gingerly on her shoulder not wanting to hurt her.
"Take slow deep breaths," he said calmly trying to reassure her. "There you go, how're you doing?"
She looked up at him from the ground still in shock as to how she had gotten to the bottom of the stairs. She moved to sit up but Munch held her down at her shoulder, "Whoa whoa stay down you may have a back or neck injury. What hurts?"
She took another deep breath before answering, "My back," she responded as a spasm of pain shot through her spine and she winced.
"Just keep taking deep breathes," Munch coached her calmly although he was sweating bullets because he was so worried about her. It wasn't like her to not jump up and fight back, not like her at all. Fin came jogging back to the building empty handed, Frank had gotten away. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw that Olivia was still on the cement. He looked to Munch for an explanation.
"Call a bus. Now." Munch said to him firmly.
Fin immediately grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed, "This is detective Tutuola from SVU badge number 6458 I need a bus on a rush at 324 N Dakin St we've got an officer hurt."