Hello World
Chapter 2
A/N: Hey! Thank you all for reading and reviewing! It means so much to know people like this! Amanda4Meloni: Kathy is long gone but it's kind of confusing. She is going to show up in a couple chapters. As soon as a get three more reviews I will update again!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but Samantha.
She stood there. Her hands shaking. Or at least her left hand was shaking. Her right hand, she didn't know what it was trying to do. It was half shaking. Mainly because it was confined by the white cast that it was only half shaking. But she swayed from side to side, stressed beyond belief. Guilt over washed her as she stared in the postage stamp size window as doctors and nurses tried to save her daughter.
Olivia stood at the door of her daughter's ICU room. Scared half to death as doctors and nurses hooked wire after wire up to the three year old. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and tried to not cry. She gave a very weak smile as a nurse came to tell her what was going on with Samantha. "I'm sorry Mrs. Benson but things aren't looking to good for your daughter right now." Olivia nodded as the nurse walked away and she slowly looked back into her daughter's room. She looked so tiny compared to all those wires.
He sat there in his car. He debated on if he should get out or not. He debated on if he should go home. Go back to his apartment and call in sick. Or just call in and take the day off. But it didn't work like that. He had to call in and tell Cragen or did he?
Elliotsat there. Was Olivia okay? She looked okay at the scene but she was defiantly an emotional wreck. But seeing who wouldn't be after seeing their three year old being pulled out of a flipped car. Hell half of the onlookers were a emotional wreck. Hell he was he just didn't show it like everyone else. Instead of spending the rest of the day having a pity party for Sam and Olivia he walked inside the hospital and straight to the front desk. The lady there pointed him towards ICU and he blindly walked that way.
She didn't ask for anyone to be contacted. In fact it was the complete opposite. She asked them be not contact anyone. So like a little kid she sat there scared half to death playing with a sharpie that she had found in her purse. Drawing on her cast making faces on Samantha's.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and she almost jumped out of the chair. "What the hell?" She turned around wincing in pain as the gash on her neck disapproved of the way she turned. "Elliot! What the fuck? Why are you here?" She didn't care if she was being rude. She had asked for them not to contact anyone. Did they contact him? Or did he find out on the news? He did figure it was them when she hadn't shown up and work and wasn't at her apartment? She just wanted answers.
