How did I let that happen?
A/N: This is my first story, hope you like it. Also, I made this story after re-watching loss. Hope you like it.
(Before Olivia finds out Alex is alive.)
We just left the bar after a stressful day. Alex couldn't prosecute the case and we couldn't get anymore evidence. And just when we thought that Alex was safe she gates shot. How'd I let that happen? I was right next to her; I should have known she still wasn't safe. Elliot and I were her armed escorts and yet I still let the love of my life, my girlfriend, down. How could I let that happen?
(After Olivia finds out Alex is alive.)
What! It can't be… her funerals tomorrow and she's alive? But she was shot and DOA. This isn't fair. I have not stopped crying since she was shot. I can't handle knowing she is alive and won't be able to be with her until Velez is extradited or otherwise delt with. My love, Alex, how am I supposed to protect her if she will be somewhere I don't know with a whole new identity? How'd I let this happen to her?