Disclaimer: If we owned it Elliot and Olivia would be going at it like bunnies but they aren't so we don't own it.

"Oh my God! Mom!" She cried as she ran in to the living room. Serena Benson was on the floor, unconscious and Olivia was freaking out. Olivia pulled out her phone and dialed 911, while checking for a pulse.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"My name is Olivia Benson. My mother is unconscious, and I cannot find a pulse"

"Ok, We've got an ambulance on the way. Do you know how to do CPR?" The lady on the other end of the line spoke, calmly.

"Yes, of course, I took the class in college."

She positioned her mother flat on her back and tilted her chin up. She then inhaled deeply before giving two deep breaths into her mother's lungs, followed by 30 compressions. Olivia was beginning to freak out more. No matter what she did wasn't helping.

"Please, Mom! Don't leave me!" She begged. Her mother was the only family that she had left.

The paramedics arrived and Olivia sunk in the corner crying. She knew exactly what the EMT was about to say.

"I'm sorry ma'am. It's too late. She's gone."

Olivia rubbed her face in frustration. "NO! No! She can't be!" She whispered as tears began to stream down her olive toned cheeks.

"Ms. Benson, is there anyone you can call? You don't need to be alone right now." The EMT was getting worried that she might go into shock, if she didn't settle down.

Olivia was finding it hard to breath. "No...No-one." She managed to say.

She thought that she was going to faint.

"Ms. Benson? Are you okay? Why don't you come to the hospital with us...let us check you out?"

"No, I can't ride in the ambulance with her. I failed her. I let her die." She replied as she broke down again.

"No Ms. Benson, this is not your fault. Don't blame yourself!"

"You don't get it. It is my fault!" She cried but it made her chest constrict more.

She thought that she would faint any second.

Then it happened. Everything went black. She felt like she was flying. The next thing she knew she was in a hospital bed with Alex and Casey by her side, each holding one of her hands. She had a horrible headache and her lip felt swollen.

She looked at Casey and then at Alex in confusion. "What happened? Why am I in the hospital?"

Casey and Alex both looked at her sadly but didn't say a word.

"What? Please tell me?" She asked, not remembering.

"Livvie, honey. You passed out when you went into shock. You hit your head and busted your lip on the coffee table." Alex calmly told her, tears springing to her eyes.

"Shock? What happened?" Olivia began to panic again.

Casey took a deep breath and caressed the top of Olivia's left hand with her thumb. "Your mother died. You found her on the living room floor, honey."

Olivia trembled. "This isn't funny guys. I know I was mad at her but this is a little extreme."

"Liv, I'm so sorry. We're very serious. The paramedics said you gave her CPR for 10 minutes straight, and that with the shock factor made you pass out." Alex explained, willing her tears to go away for Olivia's sake.

Olivia was now crying hysterically. "No! No! You're lying! Stop lying to me!"

Alex buzzed the nurse while Casey tried to calm Olivia. Neither of them was expecting this bad of a reaction.

Olivia began to pull out her IVs. She was determined to prove her best friends wrong. Her mother, her only family member was not dead. She couldn't be.

She tried to get out of bed, but it was no use. She was so weak from the sedatives; she collapsed to the floor in tears. Casey and Alex moved to help her back into bed, climbing in with her to console her. The nurse came in and re-inserted the IVs and gave her some more sedative. Olivia slowly cried herself to sleep.

Olivia was in the midst of a dream, when she saw her mother.

"Livvie, I love you, never forget that. Take care of youself."

"Mom, why did you have to leave me?"

"Honey, I wasn't happy with who I was. Please, just be brave and live on. I love

you." Serena said and disappeared.

"Mom! Mom!" She kept calling out.

Casey and Alex looked at each other then back at Olivia, who was still sleeping.

A couple of hours later Olivia was still passed out. Alex and Casey were quietly discussing something out of Liv's earshot, just in case she awoke.

"Do you think we should try and find that Elliot guy?" Alex said, looking at Liv knowing just how alone she must be feeling.

"I dunno, they really only met once..." Casey commented.

"I know but she seemed happy with him."

"Well what's his last name?" Casey asked.

Alex rubbed the back of her neck. "It started with an 'S'...Stabler, that's it. Elliot Stabler."

Casey set off to find this Stabler guy leaving Alex with Olivia. About 20 minutes later Casey returned, Elliot in tow. He looked so worried.

"How's she holding up?" He asked. As if hearing his voice, Olivia began to stir.

Olivia looked toward the door. "Hi." She whispered. "How did you know that I was here?" She asked, still sounding a little doped up.

Elliot pasted on that famous smile. "Hi! Casey came and got me. I hope that's alright."

Casey and Alex saw the smile, and knew exactly why Liv was goin' "ga-ga" for this boy.

He sat down in the chair that Casey had been sitting in before, beside the bed and took a hold of her soft, olive toned hand. "I heard about what happened. I'm here for you." He whispered as she caressed the top of her hand.

Alex and Casey slipped out quietly.

"Thanks so much Elliot. But you don't have to waste your time here. I'm sure you have way better things to do then baby-sit me." Olivia looked away, feeling too ashamed to look at him for some reason. She still didn't want to believe that her mother was dead but she now knew that it was true.

"Liv, I would love nothing better than to be here with you. Look at me." Elliot said pulling her chin back around.

Olivia shivered at the sound of her nickname, 'Liv'. It sounded so good when he said it.

Some more tears streamed down the young woman's face and Elliot wiped them away, gently. "Thanks for coming." She whispered.

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Olivia was released a few hours later. Elliot offered to take her back to her place and stay with her for awhile till he knew she was okay. She protested, but Alex and Casey insisted. The next thing she knew she was in his '89 Chevrolet Camero on the way to her apartment.

Olivia unlocked her door and walked in to the living room with Elliot close behind. She suddenly felt exhausted and flopped down on the couch.

"Liv?" Elliot spoke after shutting the door behind him.

"I'm okay. Just really tired. Everything just happened so fast..." Olivia said as she scooted over to make a place for Elliot.

Elliot sat down beside and rubbed her arms. "I know what it feels like to lose a parent so I am here for you." He said as he looked in to her deep mocha eyes.

What Olivia did next surprised not only Elliot but herself too. She climbed into his arms. She began to cry. She cried for her mom. She cried for herself. She cried for Elliot. She even cried because she was letting herself cry. Elliot consoled her every now and then murmuring things like "It's ok, Liv." and "Let it all out sweetie."

Olivia clung on to him tightly as she cried out everything that she had bottled up inside of the years. She felt like the weight of the world on her shoulders was lifting and she eventually fell asleep in Elliot's big, strong arms.

He smiled when he noticed her breathing had regulated. Wondering where her bedroom was, he lifted her up and walked through a door, hoping it was the right one. The room he walked in had cream colored walls with a huge four poster bed. A dark brown color comforter lay perfectly made on the bed. He smiled to himself thinking that the blanket matched her eyes. He laid her down and gently covered her up.

"Elliot?" She murmured.

"Yes, Liv?" He asked, kneeling beside the bed.

"Stay." She whispered before drifting back to sleep.

"Of course" he said as he climbed in the bed with her, not feeling in the least bit awkward. Olivia turned and snuggled into his chest and he protectively wrapped his arms around her.

As she slept, Elliot stroked back her beautiful, soft, long brown hair with blonde highlights. The smell of her shampoo entered his nose. It smelt like strawberries.

After about twenty minutes, Olivia began tossing and turning in her sleep. She was having a dream. She began thrashing around screaming "MOM! No! Please don't let him rape me. Mom, please help me!"

Elliot looked down at her confused. "She was raped?" He thought to himself as he continued to watch her.