AN, so I'm trying to post this whole story before 2010 so lucky you...You get one chapter a night! I'm finished writing and this is chapter 7 out of 16 so...

The person trampled down stairs and bounced on to the foyer, it was Lizzie, "Oh Dad, Liv, I didn't know you'd be up. Just ignore me." Lizzie smiled. I remembered girls like her in high school, they always smiled, always got up early and looked fabulous all day, the only difference between them and Lizzie is Lizzie has never been mean a day in her life.

"So," Elliot started, I knew he didn't want to talk about the gruesome stuff we'd been talking about around his youngest daughter, to him she was still in diapers. "You should get dressed, I've got some sweats upstairs if you need some, you need to get to the House, and I got a call thirty minutes ago, Dad's mad."

I couldn't believe Elliot had waited to tell me about Cragen, I couldn't believe Elliot had watched me sleep, but most of all I couldn't believe that I had begged for Elliot to help me. What else had I said? Elliot knocked on the bathroom door and handed me some of the unisex standard issue NYPD sweats that if you'd ever been hired by the Police you had about a billion pairs. I felt stupid; I only wore both the pants and shirt if I was sleeping; now I truly felt like a victim whose clothes we'd taken as evidence. Was he trying to humiliate me? When I got into his car the worst part about today wasn't going to be watching my back and being stuck in the office all day but it was going to be stuck sitting across from Elliot while a billion different cops ask me about what Clayton had said, I knew IAB would be there, someone from the FBI, and for a fact John or Fin would have to take my statement, there for Don, and Alex, and any defense lawyer to read along with anyone else assigned to this case and knowing Cragen 60 people would be working around the clock on it.

"So," the half bald man repeated "He said 'I want to pull the knife out of my back that you used to stab me with and stab you over and over' correct?"
"Yes!" I sighed impatiently he'd been the fourth today, the fourth interviewer but the second bald man.

"And… he wants to dump your body in the Hudson River?"

"Yes." I replied like a zombie

"And, wants to take prizes?"

"For the love of God YES! You have what I just said on recording right? Look it Baldy I don't feel like repeating this one more time so go listen to your tape recorder if you need reassuring, ok?"

"Liv!" Elliot called from his post as 'babysitter' "Chill out."

"Elliot, you're not the one with a target on your back."

Don saw the commotion and walked up to me, "Olivia, just close you eyes and take a deep breath."

I looked at Elliot, he knew why I wasn't closing my eyes, but I took the breath and got a nose full of Baldy's cheap cologne.

"Don, I can't take this much right now, I'm going to the cribs." I walked off with out an answer but could hear Cragen order Elliot to come with me, just what I need right now!

I took a seat on the bed closest to the door and waited for El to come in.

"Liv…" Elliot greeted once he saw me waiting.

I just stared at him, I didn't know what to say, not after this morning. He plopped down on the bed and looked at me; bags under my eyes, in baggy sweats that didn't fit, hair a mess and my face had 'scared' written all over it, I looked like a mess.

"Olivia," He repeated, "you okay?"

I continued to stare at him, I sighed and decided to tell him about Gassette, about 'teaching me a lesson'

"Elliot, you know he's probably going to rape me," I whispered shutting my eyes and I heard the infamous rattling noise.

"What?" Elliot turned towards me, all his attention focused on everything I had to say, "what did he say?"

"Elliot, it's either that or having him torture me for hours on end, beating me to a bloody pulp." I had thought about him too much since that call.

"Liv, don't say that. Don't think of the negative just think about the good things like…" He chewed his lip for a moment, "Like next time he calls you the system will automatically trace the call and get his real location."

Yeah, I thought, Morales explained to me what his phone was doing, exactly the same thing Maria's phone did five years ago.

"El, I don't want to talk about me right now, okay? Talk about you, how's Kathy doing since last night? She must be scared out of her mind."

Elliot took a deep breath, "Eh, we got in a fight after you went to sleep. She blamed me for caring too much about you, she also didn't like 'being left out', well, right now I really don't care! She doesn't know a thing about Harris, she doesn't know about how we deal with crazies like Gassette all the time," Elliot laughed, "You know how when he called you started begging for forgiveness? That didn't seem weird to either of us but to her she thought you were crazy. She couldn't even keep her dinner down when she figured out what the prizes were. She wants me to quit. She said that eleven years of this should be enough. She gave me an ultimatum." Elliot shook his head and mimicked Kathy's nagging voice, "It's me or the job, you can choose, I don't want your answer now but I'll be expecting it soon!"

"Elliot, I'm sorry." I whispered even though I was jumping for joy in my head, "I wish I could tell you a secret that no one except me knows, I wish I could let you in to everything and have you know all about my many problems but this one little secret is keeping you from knowing the true me, the true Olivia Benson." I didn't know where that came from, I just started to talk.

"What?" Elliot was just as confused as I was.

"What do you think about me, Elliot?"

"Well, you're my best friend. Olivia, you are the strongest woman I know, you're one of the boys and in my brutally honest opinion," Elliot smiled a big toothy grin, "you're the most beautiful woman I know, you're not stuck up and the friends Elliot and Olivia never argue, the partners do. I think back to '99 and man, you've changed a lot since then. You are the same Liv but some how you've become more than Detective Olivia Benson to me, you became Olivia my rock and I know it's silly to say but you're the only person I could ever open up to like this. You understand me in only a few words and your eyes do the rest of the talking. You're my everything Liv and when you talk like you're sure Clayton is going to murder you it kills a bit of me."

I stayed quite for a few moments just taking in his words, you are my everything. "Elliot, I love you."