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The room turned to silence after all the details were given.
At first, Alex and Elliot clung to each other. As if without Olivia as an anchor, they had to draw strength from each other or completely crumble. Once they felt strong enough to sit on their own, they left their hands tightly clasped in silent prayer for their best friend.
A nurse entered the waiting room after an hour with no real news to give. She said that the doctors were doing all they could, but it was still touch and go. She said that with such a great amount of blood loss, it would be helpful if the detectives with the same blood type would be willing to donate blood. Only Elliot and Alex were the same, but they all donated. It helped them all to think they were helping in some way. Especially Alex and Elliot who felt as if they were directly taking part in saving Olivia.
After returning to the waiting room, they noticed the news bulletin of the night's events. The station had even acquired a by-standers video of Olivia being wheeled out into the ambulance.
At the sight of her girlfriend soaked in her own blood, Alex felt faint. She couldn't breathe but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the screen. She felt Captain Cragen's rough hand push her head between her knees, and she was finally able to draw a weak breath.
Numerous people began trickling in after the news. Melinda Warner and George Huang, the extended family of SVU, were the first to arrive. Other detectives and officers, even those Olivia had barely worked with, came to show their support for their sister in blue. Even Elizabeth Donnely and Kathy Stabler made an appearance; Liz to show support for Alex as much as Olivia and Kathy mainly for Elliot. But Kathy made a quick departure when all her questions were met with silence.
How could a cop's wife not understand? The only question asked was how the person was. And that was answered silently with a small smile that didn't reach the eyes if the outlook was hopeful or a slow shake of the head if it were grim.
Silence overtook the room again as the visitors slowly left. The sound of Elliot's voice startled the other detectives, but not the person as to who he was speaking. She didn't even hear him.
Alex wanted to feel her again. She didn't know what it meant when she felt Olivia near when she was in such a life or death situation. But she did know that just by feeling Olivia's presence she felt comforted.
Even though she was not willing to prepare herself for losing Liv, she was also not willing to be totally confident in her safety in fear of shattering if it were untrue.
"Alex." She finally heard. She turned to face him, blinking her eyes back into focus. "I just realized you were the one to call me earlier. Did you need something?"
She just stared. It wasn't a hard question, but it took her a while to process it. It seemed so trivial that Elliot would think of her phone call while his partner lay in the operating room just down the hall. But Alex was sure Elliot was only replaying every detail of the night in his mind as she was. The only difference was he had seen it all first hand, while she had to imagine the looks of determination, calm, and pain all flashing through Olivia's eyes during the night.
Did I need something? Hmm. Did I? I must have. Oh, yes. The dream.
She turned to stare ahead again. She wasn't sure that she wanted to voice the reason as to why she had called Elliot.
To her, the feeling of danger had been so strong that calling Elliot without any real reason other than to check on Olivia was completely logical. But how could she expect him to understand?
"I had…a dream," Alex began slowly. "I'm not really sure if it was a dream really. I mean I was sleeping, but it felt so real that I'm not sure. Olivia had come home and was acting strangely. I couldn't put my finger on what, but I knew something was off. And when I woke up and she still wasn't home, I just knew."
Elliot only nodded his head. He didn't understand it, but he didn't understand much of anything at the moment. "When was that?"
She turned to look at him again. When? Does it matter when? "As soon as I woke up I called her and got her voicemail, and I called you right after."
He just nodded again. "That was just after they pulled her back and were able to head to the hospital."
That made her think. It wasn't possible was it? It wasn't possible for Olivia to reach her if she were "dead", she cringed at the word, like that. Was it? It was preposterous to think such a thing. That was for sappy romance movies and novels. It didn't happen in real life.
Alex didn't have a lot of time to think of all this as the doctor finally walked into the waiting room. He looked tired and still had blood on his scrubs. Every head in the room whipped to meet him as he strode in, and all cringed taking in the sight of Olivia's blood.
He took his sweaty scrub cap off his head, running his hand through his thinning hair. He finally looked up with unreadable eyes and sighed.