Ok, all the stuff in Italics is Olivia and Elliot, while they are in a coma.

I'm still going... But the next one may take a couple days, i have homework that i have to do.

Loves to all my fans. IamBenson

Olivia looked around, it was a barren squad room. The place had no desks or chairs, or lockers. The doors weren't even there, It was just an empty room.

It felt weird being in there with nothing in it.

Turning around she saw Elliot standing there with his back to her, facing the wall. "Elliot?"

He turned and faced her. He smiled and she walked up to him. Pulling her into a big hug, she smiled and smelled his scent. "Elliot, what's going on?"

"We are both in a coma."

"I'm in a coma? I was trying to destroy the guys that hurt you."

"I know, Liv." Elliot let go of her, and walked around the perimeter of the room. "Liv, was what you told in my hospital room, true? Are you pregnant?"

She took two steps toward him and stopped, "Yes, Elliot, I am."

He ran toward her and pulled her into a tight hug.

As if by magic, the scene changed. They were on a beach, probably somewhere in the gulf. Olivia was dressed in a white sundress and Elliot was in Khaki pants and a White button-up. There was a light breeze as they stood on the shore and the waves crashing less than a foot from them.

Olivia looked at Elliot and he looked really peaceful as the breeze hit his face.

"Elliot?"

He turned and looked at her, "Yeah, Liv?"

"How long do you think we'll be here?"

"I don't know, but I do know that you can't stay here, you need to be healthy for our baby."

"What are you saying?"

"You need to be awake, I don't want you to stay here, please do this for our baby. Liv, you need to wake up."

"No, Elliot, No, I don't want to leave you." She fell into his hold, and hugged him tightly, not daring to let go.

"Please Olivia, I need you to do this, I need you to fight. I want our son or daughter to be able to live with at least one awake parent and it should be you."

"Elliot, I can't leave you like this. Please. I love you."

"Olivia, please, wake up for the baby. I need you to fight." Elliot said taking his hand and placing it on her cheek. "I love you, too, and I always will."

He bent down and kissed gently but passionately.

Olivia opened her eyes, and looked around. The room was white and she wiped her eyes. She was in the hospital, and Cragen was at her side. She attempted to move but moving her head felt like a miracle. The headache that seared through her head was excruciating.

Cragen looked up and smiled when he saw her awake. "Liv?"

"Cap?"

"Yeah, how are you feeling?"

"Like a million bucks." She looked up and saw his loving fatherly face. He smiled.

"Let me get a doctor."

"I don't need a doctor." Olivia cringed in pain, and sadness.

"Olivia, your in pain."

"Tell me," she took his hand and held it. "How's Elliot?"

Cragen sighed and looked at her, fear in his eyes. "Olivia, He is still in a coma, in fact the doctors think he has possibly gotten worse."

Olivia started crying, and sobbed. Cragen dropped down and held her, as she let it go. 'He sacrificed himself for me.'

Her sobbing quit, and she released from Cragen. The doctor came in and took her chart. "Hey Olivia."

"Dr. Realigh."

"How are you feeling?"

"Better." Olivia lied, the headache still pounding her temples. "When can I leave?"

"Actually, now, if you feel up to it."

"I do, please I just want to leave."

"Alright, sign this and you free." Dr. Realigh handed her the chart and she quickly rolled the pen across it and handed it back.

She pulled her tubes off and started to crawl out of the hospital bed when the doctor and Cragen left to let her change.

Olivia finished changing and ran outside to find Cragen waiting beside a squad car. "Come on, Liv, I'll take you home."

She shook her head. "I'll just grab a cab, I'll see you leter."

"Alright, see you later." He got into the car and left. She flagged a cab and got in.

"Where too miss?" The cabbie said lightly.

"The warehouse on 11th and 30th street Chelsea." He understood and the car jerked forward. Olivia reached into her duffel and pulled out her service pistol.

The cabbie stopped and Olivia got out. She walked up to the door and walked inside. In the middle of the warehouse Rodriguez was sitting with his two bodyguards.

"Detective."

She pulled her pistol out and a smaller gun out of her leg. She pointed both of them at the trio. "Don't talk Rodriguez."

"But…" She pointed the gun up, and shot one through the ceiling.

"I said, don't. Now, I want all of you to lay down on the ground with your legs and arms spread apart." They didn't budge, and she shot one of the guards in the leg, "You think I'm kidding, NOW!"

They did as they were told, and she looked toward them. Rodriguez was pulling something out of his pocket. She pulled her trigger four times.

Looking down at the trio on the floor, she realized that they were dead.

Pulling out her phone, she dialed Cragen's number

"Cragen."

"It's Olivia."

"Olivia, what is it?"

"It's Rodriguez, he's dead."

"How?"

"I did it." Olivia hung up and waited on Cragen to arrive.