MORUGE

Elliot and Olivia went strait to the moruge to see if Warner could give them a more accurate TOD on Alisha. They needed to know how long Amy had.

"She was killed within 3 hrs of her abduction"

"You sure?" Olivia asked.

"Yes. I looked at the state of rigor, and by using the temperature of the water and the air. I determined that she was killed between 2-4pm the day she was abducted."

Olivia and Elliot exchanged glances.

"It's been 45 minutes already. Amy's probally going to be dead before we can find her." Elliot said grimly.

"Unless you find the plastic plant Alisha was held in." Warner said.

Olivia looked at Melinda. "What?"

"Alisha's hair and blindfold have traces of a chemical that is specifically used in making plastic toys."

"Liv, there is an old factory near the mental clinic."

Olivia looked at him. They headed for the car.

EMPTY FACTORY

Elliot and Olivia entered the factory, guns raised. They searched the first two rooms...nothing. Elliot made sure to stay close to Olivia. He didn't want anything to happen to her. They headed toward the back of the factory. As they approched a door, they heard mumbling. Elliot kicked open the door. There was Arnold, standing over Amy, who was naked and bound.

"Arnold," Olivia said, "Back away from Amy. Put your hands against the wall."

Arnold complied. But as Olivia approched him to handcuff him, he suddenly spun around and shot Olivia square in the chest. Olivia screamed and fell back. Elliot shot Arnold. Back up came in just as Arnold fell back, dead.

"Call a bus!" Elliot screamed. "NOW!"

Elliot ran over to Olivia.

"Come on, Liv. Stay with me. You can't die. Please, Olivia, stay with me." Tears were streaming down his face as he applied pressure to the wound.

"Elliot..." Her eyes started to close.

"OLIVIA! NO! Stay with me. I love you. I don't want to lose you."

A FEW WEEKS LATER

Everyone stood there as they lowered Olivia's coffin into the ground. Nobody in the precint talked to anyone else since Olivia's death. Elliot hadn't slept or eaten. He stayed up all night and cried. He watched as Simon knelt down and layed a rose on her gravestone. Elliot looked up just in time to see a white dove fly overhead. Elliot smiled. He knew Olivia was watching them.

"I love you, Olivia."

RIP

Detective Olivia Benson

1964-2008