Here is the second chapter. A lot more to come.

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Olivia stood in front of the screens studying the case. Elliot ran off to the bathroom and Fin and Munch went to interview a witness in their own case.

"What do you got?" She turned to see Cragen, coming out of his office.

"Well, Denise was murdered after she was raped almost 4-5 times. She was also sodomized with a broom handle," Olivia picked up a small evidence jar with splinters in it, "Denise was part of a gang in Chelsea, her parents are dead, killed in a car accident five years ago, and has lived with her elderly grandmother since."

"So, why is she running around with Ricardo Rodriguez?" Cragen asked lightly.

"We believe that she started hanging out with the wrong crowd." They turned and noticed Elliot walking back into the squad, tucking his shirt into his pants.

"And started hanging out with Ricardo Rodriguez? This seems a little too easy."

"Well, she was put on her knees as if she was begging for her life, and then shot execution style in the forehead. Warner said her brain was mush. The bullet was through and through and no bullet at the dump site where she was found." Olivia leaned into Elliot's embrace between his legs as he sat on her desktop. He put his arm around her waist.

"I believe the link is finding Rodriguez." Cragen said looking at the board again.

"No need Detectives, I'm right here." They turned and saw a man in a long fur peacoat, and a white suit, with a panama hat on. Behind him stood two bodyguards that looked like secret service.

"Mr. Rodriguez, I'm Captain Cragen, I need to talk to you in my office…alone."

"I don't go anywhere without my bodyguards."

"Fine, we'll stay here." Olivia and Elliot stood and stood behind Cragen as he continued talking to him. "Mr. Rodriguez, do you know a Denise Gonzalez?"

"Yes, she worked for me, as a courier, she was never pimped out. Never. I don't want to go to prison."

"Well you might anyway, Mr. Rodriguez."

"And why would I go to prison, Captain?"

"Because pimping is a crime, and you can go away for a long time."

Rodriguez smirked and his two bodyguards moved to stand in front of him, partially blocking him. "I don't think so."

The two secret service agents in front pulled out guns and started shooting. Cragen fell and Elliot pulled Olivia's shoulders down and got down next to her.

After the weapons stopped shooting, a maniacal laugh eminated from Rodriguez and they were gone, with a flash. Olivia peered over her destroyed desk and noticed they were gone. "They're gone El." Looking down she saw Elliot gasping for air. "Elliot!"

"Oh my God, Elliot, no." On him, were three gun shot wounds, one in the stomach, one in the side and a graze along his temple. "Elliot, come on, stay awake for me."

Cragen stood above them, with a hand on his side, holding a flesh wound and his other hand on the radio. "SVU to portable."

"Portable here, go ahead."

"Need ambulance and back-up at the 16 precinct, Two cops injured, one is going into shock, Get them here now."

"Ambulance will be there in four minutes."

He threw the radio on Olivia's desk, her usually immaculate, that was covered in destroyed files and paper shreds. "El, please don't fall asleep on me, stay with me baby, please stay with me."

"Liv, he will make it, he is strong." She looked up, at her boss, who was leaning on her desk.

"Cap, you should sit down. You should be sitting down trying to make the wound stop bleeding." Liv sobbed trying to hold onto three different wounds. "El, come on, El, please don't give up."

Two medics and gurney rolled through the door to the squad, and rushed to Elliot, and another medic came through and went to Cragen and began working on both of them.

"Ma'am, please stand back, we need to work on him and get him to Mercy." Olivia onliged and stood back, sobs beginning to rack her body.

Fin and Munch walked through the doors and saw the scene in front of them. A gasp came to Munch's lips and Fin ran around everyone to Olivia. He pulled her into a hug.

"Oh, Fin."

"It's ok, baby girl." He held her and the sobs continued.

"He can't die."

"He won't, you two are the strongest people I know." Fin rubbed her back as she watched the medics put their boss and Elliot on their gurneys and rolled them out. "You ready to go, I'll take you there?"

Olivia nodded, and Fin, pulled her along and down the stairs to his squad car.

The waiting room was stuffed with people anxiously waiting on their loved ones to get out of surgery. Elliot had been in there for about two hours, and Olivia had been pacing for just about that long. Her calves burned from pacing but she didn't care. Elliot was in that room, and no doctor had come out to tell her a thing.

Fin was sitting in the chair next to her pace line, with his elbows on his knees. "Baby girl, stop pacing, they'll tell us something soon."

"I know, but I don't think I can sit down right now, Fin, pacing keeps me occupied, until a doctor comes and tells me he is fine."

"I know, but he's going to be okay. He always is. Remember he has been shot four times, had his head go through a car window, and lose his sight, and he always got better. He will get better, this time too."

"Thanks Fin." Olivia stopped pacing but then started once again.

"Miss Benson?"

"Here." She rushed to the doctor and Fin came up behind her. "How is Elliot?"

"He is doing better, however the bullet that hit his stomach, pierced his spleen and we had to remove it. The one that hit his side is a flesh wound along with the one on his right temple. He is still in critical condition and is currently in a coma."

"Oh my God, will he wake up?"

"I don't know, Miss Benson. Give it a couple days and we will know more." Dr. Beresford said lightly.

"Can I see him?" He nodded.

"Down that hall room, 64. One of you at a time." They nodded and Olivia turned to Fin.

"Go, spend some time with him, I'll be right here."

She nodded and followed the hallway to Elliot's room. She opened the door and walked in, He was hooked up to several tubes. And A heart machine. It broke her heart to see him in this situation.

She sat by his side and grabbed his hand. He remained motionless. Olivia was silently praying that he would wake up and tell her this was a joke.

She remembered one quick thing she had to do. In her pocket was the pregnancy test she picked up at the store earlier.

Looking back at Elliot she kissed his hand and walked into the bathroom.

After a moment, she came back out with the test, and held it in her hand waiting on three minutes to elapse. She sat down by his side and laid the test on the end of the bed.

"Elliot, you need to wake up, I just took a pregnancy test and I'm waiting on it to finish so I can see the answer. If I am I can't do this alone. You need to wake…" Her watch went indicating the test was ready.

"Well, here we go…" Olivia held onto his hand while her other one grabbed the test. She looked at it, and muttered three little words, "Oh my God."