So, ya know, we all want to kill that bitch whore Dani Beck. Die, bitch, die! (This is just for fun, btw. I actually respect her and I hope she's somewhere happy-far away from Elliot.) Enjoy?

Rebound

He was having a hard time letting her go. His wife of 20+ years left him. Olivia, his partner, his best friend, left him. His children had repeatedly expressed their harsh feelings toward him. Then he met this woman-

This woman filled with zeal. A little rough around the edges she was, but she had the right stuff. Or so he thought. She was new. Her attitude, however off-putting it was in the beginning, was raw. It made him proud to have a new partner who could compare to-

She was familiar and a breath of fresh air. And she was attractive. She was blue eyes, blonde hair, sweet, bold, action-packed, and driven. They had a common goal: put the scumbags away and put the victims on the path to healing. She was everything he used to have except she was an option. They had no history, no memories, and no little voice telling them they couldn't. The only difference is that she couldn't handle his world. The only one who was everything he needed and could survive SVU was-

Gone.

And she probably wasn't coming back. Why should she? He was a dick to her. He recognized how frighteningly close they were and rejected all of it. He tried to stop caring. He pushed her away when all she did was meet her love equally with his. It was not her fault that they both cared so deeply. What he wouldn't give to take back every wrong thing he said to her. He had the best intentions. Perhaps she did, too, in leaving.

Nevertheless, he was at a bar having to say goodbye to Blue-eyed Boldness. Dani Beck. They were both outwardly quiet, shouting on the inside, though. While he was quite possibly projecting, she was genuinely feeling romantic feelings for him. Elliot was, of course, a little rough around the edges, but he matched her in power. She saw him as a male version of herself and was completely infatuated with him. But she couldn't stay with SVU. If she had to close another case with a victim not on the road to recovery she'd-

She'd fall apart if she had to take her chances with more "special victims." So she had to leave SVU, which meant that she had to leave Elliot. She had to go back to Warrants, another unit, in a world that makes sense, that balances.

Elliot sat facing her in his stool, absorbing the impact little by little. He checked his watch. "What time is it," she asked, for she had seen him in her peripheral that time and twice before.

"Coming up on 10."

She didn't have anything to say. She just took another swig of her beer and stared stoically at the lowering surface line of the bottle's contents. But he looked at her, occasionally glancing away, fearing that his affections were no longer reciprocated in her eyes, which she was keeping hidden from him.

"What's next, ya think?"

"I don't know. Just more bad guys."

"And fewer victims," he asked, but making more of a statement than an inquiry.

Finally, she faced him, her nose flaring, her skin pinkening around her nostrils. "I've asked you already if you want me to stay." She started on her beer again.

"I can't ask you to stay. This unit isn't for everybody. I've been doing this for so many years-"

"And look at you," she ordered, her voice finding a new pitch, "I mean, do you think you'd be happier somewhere else? Don't ya think you'd still be with your wife if you were in some other unit?"

"This is where I need to be, Dani. If you're asking me to follow you out, then I can't. It's a tough job, but somebody's got to do it. With the right partner it's- it's-"

"She must've really been something," said Dani, with undertones of jealousy and spite.

She returned her eyes to her bottle, now empty.

"I tried," she whispered.

"I know ya did."

Suddenly, his radio came alive. It was a 10-13. An officer down, drop everything and haul tail. So that's what they did, her right behind him. They rushed out the bar's entrance and scrambled into the squad car. Elliot raced only a few blocks away before they spotted two uniforms in the middle of the street. One of them was injured and limping in the direction the suspect fled. The other cop was trying to ease him to the pavement to wait for help. The car came to a screeching halt and Elliot and Dani got out and checked on the two.

"SVU detectives! How's he doing," asked Elliot, out of breath from adrenaline, pressure, and stress.

"He got shot in the stomach. I'm trying to get him to wait for an ambulance," said the baby-faced man, likely a rookie.

Dani immediately radioed a bus, as if they hadn't realized the urgency when the first call was made. The more experienced uni grumbled something, pointing ahead, and finally collapsed, his body giving out on him. Elliot ordered the rookie to stay with the injured officer and apply pressure to the gunshot wound. He waved a hand at Dani as he began to take off in the direction of the armed suspect. She was right behind him. It felt like she was flying, very light on her feet. She felt like a feather. Yet, for some reason, Elliot was ahead of her. She's always had more speed and endurance than him. And she felt like a jet. But he had a good couple feet on her.

A cop was down. A man was probably gonna get away armed and dangerous and back among the innocents of the city. Dani was usually right there with him, actually ahead of him was more like it, so he never stopped to think that he had to worry about her. Besides, she could hold her own, much like Olivia. He didn't need to hold her hand through a foot chase. She knew what she was doing. She wasn't exactly wet behind the ears. But when he decided he was chasing a ghost he put on the brakes. Huffing and looking into the dark distance, he called back, "He's long gone. Let's get back to the scene."

No answer.

When he spun himself around he realized he was alone. But how can that be? She was right behind him.

Pop! Poppoppoppop! Poppop!

Every cell in his body jumped after just the first crack in the silence. All he thought was "Dani." He took off, chasing the receding sound of the gunshots. Not far back he came upon an alleyway where he saw a man wearing a dark hoodie standing over a lethargic mass sliding down the side of a garbage disposal. "Dani."
He couldn't draw his weapon any faster if he tried but just as soon as he brought it up to eyelevel the suspect had vanished. "Dani!" He ran to her as fast as he could. The garbage could hardly cover the smell of her blood and the stale booze that clung to the fabric of her clothes and lingered still on her lips. He knelt down and drew his radio to his mouth. "Got an officer down! 10-13! Two officers down! I need another bus immediately at an alleyway off, uh, Bradley Street!" She clutched his arm with both of her hands, gripped them with all the life she had left, and yanked him down to her.

Between groans and gurgling sounds she spoke very vital words as loudly and clearly as she could. "Gray- gray hair! Brown eyes! Uuuunnngghh! Soul- soul-"

"Dani, no," he said, trying to be calm, not emotional, "Hang in there. A bus is on the way-"

"Soul-"

"Don't try to talk. Just breathe. Just breathe for me, okay? Hang in there."

"Sou-"

Then she stopped trying to talk. Then he couldn't feel her heart pounding through the bullet hole under the pressure of his hands. Her chest's violent rising and falling ceased. Her words died on her lips.

"Dani?"

He sniffed mucous away from the ends of his nose nostrils and his red-rimmed eyes went from terrified to...

Hopeless. And he stopped begging her to "hang in there." She was dead.

I actually don't feel good about killing her. But, anyway, the bitch had to go! LoL, jkjk. Dani's cool, ya know. But there's gonna be trouble on the way. Trouble for Elliot. You'd think Dani dying like this would be trouble enough, but, ya know, it's SVU. And in Elliot's little world everything is his fault. So, he's alone again and not in a good place with himself. And now heat's gonna be coming down on him. How's this gonna go away? We'll see.

PS: Y'all should go vote in the poll I have up on my profile and I'm gonna have another one up, too. And I'm gonna update Floodgates and Do the right thing tomorrow.

Happy voting and, of course, Happy reviewing!