Title: Olivia's Birthday

Disclaimer: I don't own SVU or it's characters.
SORRY FOR POSTING THE WRONG CHAPTER

A/N: I have the next chapter in progress I will post if I get 5 reviews because I've had this chapter ready for along time and I didn't' want to post because I thought it was getting kind of silly. But if you want me too I will have the next chapter posted by the 20th of this month (JUNE)

FROM LAST CHAPTER-Dear Olivia,

I hope you enjoyed your present; the bad part is you'll never find me to than me. So I say to you now, Your Welcome

Sincerely

11/08/04


"EL....ELL...." Olivia tried to get out his name between the sobs. "Elliot. Do...y...you...know what that is!" She screamed as she pointed to the card, that was now lying on the floor. Elliot nodded.

"Yes I do." He answered slowly; he picked her up and started to carry her to the living room.

"Shh.. It's going to be OK. I'm here. We're gonna get the guy." He said placing her on the couch and kneeling in front of her. He hesitated before he spoke. "I promise"

Olivia kept crying. That date was her birthday. Elliot covered her with a blanket that was lying on the back of the couch. Then he went to get her some extra clothes.

"Elliot what are you doing?" She confronted him, her fears briefly forgotten.

"I'm grabbing you some stuff." He never slowed his pace; he wanted to get her out of there was soon as possible.

"Elliot that's not necessary, I'm staying here."

"Olivia I couldn't live with myself if I let you stay here by yourself. You can stay at my house; Maureen is off at college you can use her room."

Olivia was standing by now.

"Elliot, this is my home. I'm not running."

"Olivia, this is a crime scene and you can't stay here while they're investigating." Elliot slung the strap over his shoulder and went to guide Olivia out. But she stopped.

"How will Kathy feel about this?" Olivia asked giving me the answer me that hot-shot,' look.

"She's in Connecticut." He answered coolly. "She took the kids for a visit."

"OH that makes me feel better!"

"I called her when you were sleeping; she said she'd feel terrible if you didn't come." Elliot was starting to turn away. Olivia knew he was lying.

"Elliot. It's fine I'll get a motel for a couple of days." Said Olivia as she reached to grab the backpack.

"I really think you should stay with someone." Elliot replied stepping back from Olivia. "Now you can either come to my house and stay there. Or I will rent a room too."

"No, you go home and wait for you wife and kids to come back." Olivia bent her head so she could see his eyes that were positioned at the floor. "When was the last time you've seen them for more than an hour?" Elliot remained silent. Olivia put her hand on his shoulder and took the backpack. "Go home, Elliot."

"What about you?" Olivia slung the bag over her shoulder and grabbed their car keys. "Olivia I don't feel right about this. What if something happens to you?"

"I'll be fine. I don't feel right about staying at your house, without your wife there. Even though you are my best friend. It always seemed to me that Kathy thought something was going on between us. And I don't want to give her more ammunition. I'll even get it in Queens so you know it won't take you 45 minutes to get there." Olivia's lips curled slightly. "Besides your only a phone call away."

"Always." Elliot responded seriously.

Elliot and Olivia started out the door. When they reached the parking lot Elliot turned to Olivia.

"Call me, and tell me with hotel and which room number. And Liv, be careful."

"Always." As Olivia is walking to her car she is stopped by Elliot's voice. She turns to see Elliot running at her.

"What's going on?" She asked urgently.

"Don't get in the car!" Said Elliot, as he rushed to the car and slid beneath it. He was searching franticly. When he was satisfied he popped the hood.

"Elliot. What are you doing?"

"Liv, this guy knows you. He knows your birthday. And he obviously doesn't like you.." Obviously' Olivia whispered. "And I want to be sure that your car is safe for you to drive."

"What are you expecting a bomb or something?"

"I don't think he would do something that drastic I'm looking for little things. If he tampered with the brakes or something." Elliot was satisfied that the car was in good condition. "Remember call me, when you get there. If you need anything, even if it's just to talk, I'm here for you Liv."

Elliot started to walk away. "Hey." Elliot turned and looked at the detective standing not 20 ft. away. "Thanks."

Olivia reached the hotel around 8:34. She called Elliot and told him she was staying in room 211 at the Celestial. She picked the closest hotel to his house, for both their comfort. It was surprisingly only 10 minutes away.

Her room was a small one bed, room with a sink, water purifier, hairdryer, bathroom, and a small fridge, the cable included HBO, and STARZ.

She hadn't eaten since they left the hospital this morning and she was starving. She raided the fridge but all she found was an expired yogurt cup. I really picked a winning hotel with this one' she thought to herself. She had remembered seeing Elliot stuff some granola bars in her bag; why, she didn't know.

She walked over the bed where she had laid her bag. She unzipped it and found her toothbrush, toothpaste, comb, and miscellanies items. Finally after sifting through what seemed like hundreds of things, she found the granola bars stuffed at the bottom. She picked it up and pulled the wrapper back. She soon noticed that she hadn't locked the door. These weren't the ones with the key card entry.

She ran to the door and slammed two deadbolts shut. She turned and leaned back against the door. Olivia slid slowly down, as she started to cry. Her knees pulled up to her chest. Her face in her hands, she sat there. Why, I see this every day. I see how helpless and innocent the victims are. I'm not helpless; I'm one of New York's Finest. A cop. In my own apartment, my own room."

She rose from her spot on the floor. She walked over to check the time: 12:14.

"Wow." She said to herself. "Have I really been here that long?"

She changed in to pajamas and turned out the light, forgetting about the granola bar. Olivia wasn't asleep an hour before the nightmares came. She awoke with a jolt at the sound of gunshots. She turned her head and realized she had left the T.V. on. She grabbed the remote and hit the power. She lay there in the still darkness of the lonely room, thinking of nothing in particular.

She started to shiver. She pulled the covers up close to her chin and buried her face in them. She was aware of every sound, shadow, and light in her room. Every time the trees rustled the grass she jumped. She would scoot closer to middle of the bed with every shadow that moved.

The phone rang, Olivia jumped strait up out of bed. When she caught her breath she answered.

"Hello." She said running her hand over the side of her face and through her hair.

"Hello, will you take our over the phone survey?" Said a computer. Olivia slammed the phone back down and went into the bathroom. She splashed her face with cold water. When she came out she went and sat on the edge of the bed. She sat there chasing every shadow, flinching at any sound. Finally she picked up the phone.

It just kept ringing, 1..2..3...rings. No answer. She was about to hang when she heard a voice on the other phone.

"Stabler." She felt instantly relieved.

"Hey." Was all she managed to get out before Elliot started in.

"What happened? Are you O.K.? I'll be right over. I'll call you from my cell." With that she heard a click. She waited for his call. Sure enough not 5 minutes later there was an annoying ringing.

"Hello."

"Hey Liv, what's going on. Are you O.K.?"

"Yeah, I'm fine I just wanted to talk."

"Ok hang on I'l." Elliot's voice trailed off into static.

Olivia hung up the phone and laid down. She laid there staring at the ceiling for some time. She decided to get a glass of water. When she went to the sink she noticed a small blown-glass perfume bottle. She picked it up; she figured the last guest left it here. She was turning to set it down on the other side of the sink for safe keeping until she could return it.

Olivia dropped the bottle into the sink basin where it shattered instantly. The sweet aroma filling the air. There were two more knocks; these more urgent then the others. When Elliot heard glass breaking he immediately starts in.

"Olivia what's happening? Are you O.K?"

"Yeah, El..I'm ok." Olivia says as she opens the door. Elliot was standing with an overnight bag, groceries, and a VCR and movies.

"Well you came prepared. I see you had time to got shopping before saving my life."

"I had this all ready."

"Wow you really were prepared." Elliot set the things down onto of the little fridge. He put the stuff that needed to be refrigerated in the fridge. Then he pulled up a chair to the bedside.

Olivia was sitting against the headboard. .

"You said you wanted to talk." He said putting a reassuring hand on hers.

"I wanted to tell you what happened."

WHAT DO YOU THINK CONTINUE YES NO?

Ok I'm going to Iowa this week so plz forgive the long delay I promise no more. So what do you think yes no? Good, bad? Would you recommend it? Thanx for reading oh btw I don't know if telemarketers call hotels but for the sake of the story that they do.