Thanks for all the reviews and thanks to everyone who has come back to read more. I know it has been too long since I updated this story but here is the next chater and more can be served up soon.

For the record in this story Elliot isn't with Kathy.

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Chapter 3

Elliot walked into Olivia's room holding a big bunch of flowers. He couldn't wait to see her. When he got to her room, he wasn't the slightest bit surprised to see her sat upright. He smiled the moment he saw her but had to stop the moment he saw the look on her face.

"What's up?" he asked, walking over to her, holding the beautiful bouquet out for her to see.

"Thanks," she said with a forced smile.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Umm, yeah." she answered, uncertain.

Elliot wasn't convinced, "What's happened?"

"Nothing, El, really. I'm fine. I just had this weird dream is all. I hate hospitals. So, can I see them?" she asked holding her hands out to grab the bouquet Elliot still had to give her.

"Sure," he said, giving her the flowers and relaxing slightly.

She had to smell them, the urge to do so too strong to ignore. "They smell amazing." she said with a smile that calmed Elliot completely. He totally forgot she'd seemed bothered by anything.

"The others are gonna call in when and as they can but as you know the case load is sky high right now and we are one great Detective down." Elliot said.

"Why who's is sick?" she joked.

"Don't be so modest." Elliot joked back. "Just you concentrate on getting better quick." he said encouragingly.

"I intend to. I don't want to be here. I want to talk to the Dr about getting discharged." she said.

"Liv, we went through this yesterday, you have to stay here."

"El, I feel fine. I can rest at home and I'd feel much better in my own bed."

"No." Elliot said simply.

She just looked at him shocked. "You can't stop me." she said.

"No, but Cragen can. You leave here and I guarantee he'll double the length of time before he allows you to come back to work."

"And what makes you so sure he'd do that?" she asked.

"Because he said to tell you that "if you discharged yourself that he'd double the length of time before he let you return to work"." Elliot said smugly.

Olivia flopped back in the bed, immediately wishing she hadn't as her body felt nothing but pain.

"See, you need to be here." Elliot informed her as he helped her get more comfortable in the bed.

"El..."

"No, Liv. Stay, just for a few more days then talk about discharging yourself." Elliot said firmly.

"Next time your ass gets put in hospital remind me of this moment and when you say you're discharging yourself I'm going to take great satisfaction in telling you you're not." she said, before a nurse walked in.

"Morning Miss Benson." she said cheerily.

"It's Detective Benson," she corrected.

The nurse just smiled at her then Elliot. "Hate hospitals ha?"

"Just a little," Elliot answered, sarcastically, for her.

Olivia just looked at him, hardly amused but unable not to smile.

"Here you go." the nurse said handing her a tiny cup of pills and some water.

"What are these for?" Olivia complained.

"To make you get better, Dr Bauer's orders." she told her. "Come on." she said as she pushed the cup into Olivia's hand and up to by her mouth.

Olivia took the pills, very unenthusiastically. Immediately pulling a face at the vile and chalky taste they left on her tongue. She grabbed the cup of water from the nurses hand and drank it all, washing down the pills and their yucky taste.

"Good girl." the nurse said before noting it down on her charts and walking out.

"Good girl." Elliot mocked once the nurse had gone.

"Shut-up." Olivia said hitting him as hard as her sore and aching body would allow. Before sinking her head back into the fluffy pillow and shutting her eyes.

Elliot saw, once again, that she was tired. "I'm gonna leave you get some rest." he said to her.

"You're leaving?" she said, not bothering to open her eyes properly.

"I have to get back to work. I'll come back in a few hours to see how you're doing."

Olivia just sighed, she wasn't going to complain because it got her nowhere but she certainly wasn't happy. "I'll see you later." she said before she turned slowly onto her side, clearly showing him how unhappy she was to have to be staying.

Elliot hated making her feel like that, but he knew…or at least he thought that this was the best place for her. She was in a hospital. What place could be more safe…right?

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Olivia couldn't remember when Elliot had left, she just knew he had. She woke up on her back, her head fuzzy. She had to wince at how sore her breasts suddenly felt, like they had been squeezed and pulled or hit even. She held onto them, feeling empathy for them as she tried to think back to the attack. She couldn't remember whether or not her chest had been hit or banged up against anything. It was all blurry, it had all happened too quick.

She was suddenly brought out of her thoughts as Elliot walked in looking as tired and shitty as she felt. "You forget something?" she asked.

"What?" he asked sounding confused as he sat down in the chair next to her bed.

"You were just here, did you leave something?" she asked, confusing him more.

"Liv, I've been gone almost nine hours. How long have you been asleep?" he asked her with a smile, figuring the pain meds were just confusing her.

She once again sunk her head into the pillow, this time she had to shake it. She was so confused, she wondered if she was going mad. She just shook her head. "I guess all day." she thought out loud. Just trying to convince herself.

God her breasts hurt…

TBC

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