Author's Note -

Okay, so I am REALLY sorry that this took so long to get up but my internet broke...AGAIN! Oh well, it's fixed now.

Anyway, here's chapter 2 and if I get lots of reviews in the next couple of hours I'll have chapter 3 up later tonight. It's already typed so I'm just waiting for you. This chapter is more of a filler.

Disclaimer: I have a computer, mobile and wallet and sadly enough I can't get money from any of them so I guess I don't own any of the characters you recognize.

Hope you like...


Elliot sat in a shocked silence as the low rumble of U2 filled his car. He watched as Olivia's car span across the tarmac, only stopping when it came into contact with the traffic light that was now indicating it was safe to turn left. The other car had stopped mid-intersection with its bonnet slightly crumpled and steam steadily flowing out at the seams of the metal.

The driver stumbled out of the car and started fumbling around for, what Elliot assumed was, his mobile phone. Elliot watched silently for another 30 seconds before his brain rebooted itself and shifted into 'cop mode'. He quickly jumped out of the car and pulled the portable from his waist. He radioed in for back up and an ambulance as he began to clear the crowd, or at least move them away from the wreckage. Within a minute the crowd was standing at the edge of the intersection. Elliot noticed Olivia was yet to immerge from her car. He ran over to the dark SUV and around to her door. He realised that it was her side that had struck the traffic light as well as hit by the other SUV.

"Fuck."

Elliot moved around to the other door and pulled it open. Olivia was unconscious and surrounded by a couple of air bags. Her lip was split and she already had a bruise forming along her cheek bone. Her car, being an older version of its model, didn't have curtain air bags. The side window was shattered, leaving shards of glass scattered across her lap. Olivia had a deep gash on the left side of her head which was gently trickling blood down the side of her face and matting her hair.

Astonishingly enough, Olivia's radio was still working, echoing the words Elliot's had moments ago.

I can't live, with or without you…

Elliot slid into Olivia's passenger seat and scooted closer to her, examining her injuries. Something flickering orange caught his eye through the windscreen. It was when the radio began to go on the fritz seconds later that Elliot knew what it was. He could no longer wait for the ambulance.

Elliot gently unclicked Olivia's seat belt and slid it back to its rightful position. He knew he shouldn't move her but it was either Option A: Olivia might be paralyzed or; Option B: She's dead.

Elliot knew which option they'd both prefer; Option C: They were back in the squad room.

With this option out of the question, Elliot went for 'A'. He slid Olivia's upper body across the handbrake so she was lying on her back, on his lap, while maneuvering her legs carefully. He managed to get her sitting in his lap before the heat became too much. He gently hooked his arm under he knees while shifting one of Olivia's limp arms over his right shoulder while he supported her back with the same arm, holding her firmly just above the waist. Olivia groaned slightly at the pressure on her ribs but didn't make any more noise as Elliot slid from her SUV. He carried her as quickly as he could away from the wreckage, yelling to people to get back. Just as they made it halfway across the intersection, Elliot heard Olivia's SUV burst into flames. He knew that at any second it was going to explode.

He took shelter behind the other driver's car and shielded Olivia from the explosion that erupted from the SUV's engine, the intense heat making the windows of their fortress explode; the noise being loud enough to elicit a scream from Olivia as she woke. Her instincts kicked in, telling her to lean into Elliot more, even though the explosion was over.

At this point an army of paramedics and NYPD officers came running towards them.

"Urgh, my head." Olivia groaned falling back against the door of the silver SUV and closing her eyes.

'No, no, no, Liv." Elliot shook his head, "Olivia!" Elliot began lightly tapping her cheek, "C'mon Liv. Stay awake; the paramedics are here now." Elliot swept a piece of hair behind her ear and lightly brushed his thumb over her cheek.

As if on cue, a paramedic that introduced himself as Jordan came over with his partner, Johanna.

'How are you guys?" Jordan asked, pulling his latex gloves on.

"I'm fine but Olivia's not." Elliot replied, gesturing to Olivia.

"No, she doesn't look it." Jordan set his gear down on the tarmac and checked Olivia for a pulse, "Hey Honey, can you squeeze my hand?" He took Olivia's hand in his own. Receiving a small squeeze, Jordan continued as Johanna started pulling out a blood pressure implement, "That's great Honey, Can you open your eyes for me?"

Olivia's eye lids fluttered a little, opening briefly.

"Okay, good work sweetheart. Jo here is gonna take your blood pressure now, okay?" Jordan asked.

Olivia made a muffled groan in response as Jordan stood and headed for Elliot.

"Looks like she's got a concussion but it's not going to cause any memory loss," Jordan began, "Events from the past 24 to 36 hours might be a bit hazy but if you start talking to her about them when she wakes up she should remember with a little bit of prodding."

Elliot nodded, "She was upset just before the accident, will it be harder for her to remember something upsetting?" he asked.

"To be honest, I couldn't tell you. It depends on different people." Jordan said truthfully/

Meanwhile…

"Can you tell me your name Honey?" Jo asked.

Olivia groaned again and mumbled something incoherent.

"You're gonna have to speak up Honey." Johanna started squeezing the small pump.

"My head is killing me." Olivia mumbled again, letting it roll to the side.

"Okay Honey, We can stop the pain when we get you to the ambulance but first you need to tell me your name." Jo said patiently.

"Benson." Olivia gritted out automatically.

"No, your first name Honey." Jo smiled.

"Olivia." She replied breathlessly.

All the strength she had to hold herself up was gone as she slid to her right and fell to the bitumen.

"Olivia, Honey, you've gotta stay awake for me, just a couple more minutes." Johanna moved Olivia's legs so she was lying on her side comfortably, "Jordan, I think we better take her now, she just collapsed."

At this Elliot turned and knelt down next to Olivia.

"We're just gonna get the gurney, we'll be back in a second." Jordan informed Elliot.

"Okay." Elliot nodded before looking back to Olivia.

"Liv, 'Livia, look at me." Elliot pleaded with her.

Olivia's eyelids fluttered once more but otherwise she made no movement.

"You're gonna be okay Liv." Elliot whispered as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"Okay El." Olivia murmured.

"Watch out." Jordan called a heads up as he and Johanna wheeled the gurney towards Elliot and Olivia.

They quickly got Olivia on the gurney and into the ambulance. Elliot was about to get in after Johanna but looked to Jordan for confirmation. He gave Elliot the nod and soon they were on their way to the hospital.

As they drove to Mercy General, Elliot couldn't help but smile in amusement at the lyrics that floated from the ambulance.

Lights will guide you home,

And ignite your bones,

And I will try to fix you…


So far I've nearly killed Olivia twice...I'm doing well aren't I?

Unless you review you're going to have to go at least three days without an update because I'm going on a school camp tomorrow morning at 6:15am - yeah I know: 'Blurgh'.

So if you want me to update tonight I suggest you click the little bluey-purple-greyish button and send me a review.

Hope you liked it.

Little fact about me...Um...When I was born my eyes were so dark you couldn't see my pupils.

I know - creepy eh? I must've looked sadistic. Lol.