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Chapter 10: You're Sure Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone.
Olivia closed her eyes preparing for the impact of the bullet. Kathy had shot at the window and ran towards the side table drawer. She pulled out all the makings of a Molotov cocktail.
"Kathy, think about what you are doing." Olivia begged. Her limbs were numb from whatever drug Kathy had stabbed her with.
"I have been thinking about it for thirteen years. I am done thinking, Olivia." She lit the make shift bomb and threw it in the hall way.
Olivia closed her eyes and tried to shield her face from debris. She felt a rush of heat on her face. An explosion the size of a volcano over took the hallway next the room. Unable to move Olivia watched helplessly as Kathy fell to the ground. Her eyes fluttered between open and shut. Olivia willed her eyes open and by some stroke magic she was able to move her body again.
"Kathy, what the hell did you do?" Olivia said dragging her still heavy body across the floor.
"I did what I had to do."
"No! You had so many choices. You chose to enter this hospital that is filled with innocent people and spray shots. You chose to shoot Elliot and you chose to set off an explosive device and destroy God knows how much of this hospital and the people in it. That was all you"
"You made me do this."
"No, no you don't get to blame me for this. I have been in love with your husband for thirteen years and I just let it build and I let you hope and I apologize for that. But, He and I are happy together and I will not apologize for that." Olivia struggled to her feet and slammed the door shut. A fire in the hallway blocked the exit. Olivia had no idea what to do. None of her training had prepared her for this.
"Olivia, you're right. I just needed someone to blame. Our marriage was broken long before you came along." Tears poured down Kathy's blood smeared cheek. "I am so sorry."
Olivia tried to ignore her and find a way out but, she had to say something. She walked over and crouched next to Kathy. Just as she prepared to speak, a noise came from the hall. A noise that meant only one thing, this building was not going to stay standing for much longer.
Liv looked around she scanned her brain for a plan. She had nothing.
"Kathy, we need to get out of here." Olivia interrupted Kathy who was still trying to apologize.
"I know. I am not going anywhere."
"What? No, no, no…no. You have five children who need their mother."
"I don't Maureen, Kathleen, Dick and Elizabeth are all grown up. They don't need me anymore and Eli… well you have been there for every important moment in his life. You have always wanted children, well no is your chance. Just don't tell him what really happened here today. He needs to know his mommy was a good person." Kathy said walking towards the door.
"Kathy, I will not let you do this." Olivia said running at her and grabbing at the door. She quickly pulled her hand away when she felt it burning. The floor below them continued to moan and crack underneath them.
"Just let me go."
"No, come over here and get under this bed. It should keep us safe from debris." Olivia slid under the bed just as pieces began to fall from the ceiling. Kathy walked towards the bed, as she crouched down a large chunk of the ceiling fell and land directly on top of her. Soon the entire ceiling had fallen. Kathy laid barely conscious next to the bed and Olivia was trapped. She did her best to move the piece of dry wall from Kathy's chest to no avail.
"Olivia, please help me, I can't breathe." She gasped for air.
"I am trying. Just stay with me." Olivia begged using her legs to try and kick the debris. It barely moved.
She mustered all of her energy and kicked a whole in the rubble. After regrouping, Olivia realized her arm had been pinned.
"Kathy. Can you hear me?" Olivia shouted.
"Olivia, please help me. It hurts."
"Kathy, hold on." Olivia struggled to pull her arm free but, the pain was too much. Olivia listened as Kathy struggled to breath.
"Liv, I need you promise me you will take care of Eli. He needs you."
"Kathy, you are not going anywhere. You can't give up."
"Olivia, I am not going to make it. You and I both know it will be hours before anyone finds us. I need you to promise me."
"I promise. Just please don't give up." Olivia took a deep breath and pulled her arm from the rubble. She screamed in pain. Her arm was visibly broken in multiple places. She squeezed into the gap next to the bed. Olivia climbed across the mountain of dry wall, holding her arm still.
"Kathy? Answer me, Sweetie." Olivia called as she used her good arm to move the wreckage. "Come on, Kathy. You gotta talk to me." She kept digging. Finally she saw a piece of blonde hair. The energy surge that came with seeing her hair caused Olivia to move twice as fast. She checked Kathy for a pulse. Nothing. So she proceeded to do a one handed version of CRP. After half an hour, Olivia had nothing left and Kathy still wasn't breathing. Suddenly, Olivia noticed the agonizing pain in her arm. She could not take it and passed out.
Some hours later Olivia slowly opened her eyes. Her head was pounding and the bright lights around her weren't helping. Her mouth was so dry that her tongue felt like sand paper between her lips as she tried to speak. When her eyes finally adjusted to the lights, she could survey the area around her. Bellevue had never been Olivia's favorite hospital. At this point, all hospitals kind of sucked in Olivia's mind. She was surprised when she was able to recall every detail of the shooting. She sat up slowly and attempted to literally shake the memories from her head. She looked around for her things. She assumed it had all been collected as evidence.
Olivia waited for someone to come in but, she grew impatient when she remembered last she saw him Elliot was nearly dead. She moved quickly from her bed stumbling over the IV attached to the arm not covered in a neon pink cast.
"Shit." She whispered struggling to regain her balance. "Hello, can I get some help over here?" She called out her door. An elderly nurse came around the corner.
"Oh you're awake. That's just wonderful. You are very popular. Let's get you back in bed there, dear." The nurse held her by the arm and guided her back to the bed.
"What's that mean?" Olivia said sitting down.
"The press has been waiting to see you since you got in this morning. Not to mention all the visitors waiting to see you. You broke your arm in three places and dislocated your shoulder." The woman chuckled.
"I need to know how my family is." Olivia ignored her.
"Well, I am not sure. I can find out for you though, Hun." She said. "Can I have names? We are still trying to ID some bodies." She continued digging a bag of Olivia's stuff from the closet.
"Calvin Arliss, Haddie Peterson and Elliot Stabler." She said searching for her phone. "I have pictures." Olivia scrolled through her phone photo album. She smiled when she saw the photos Haddie and Calvin had taken the day before. "Here, this Calvin and Haddie." She swiped forward and gazed at a picture of her and Elliot at last year's Christmas party. "And this is Elliot."
"Okay, I am going to send in some of your visitors and I will look for them. Is that alright?" Olivia smiled and nodded.
"Thank you."
A few minutes later, Cragen and an oversized black man appeared in her doorway.
"How are you doing, Liv?" Cragen asked approaching.
"I have been better." She chuckled.
"This is Captain Andre Jones." Cragen said. The gentleman leaned forward and shook Olivia's hand.
"Detective Benson, I wanted to personally thank you for your work last night." He gushed.
"I was just doing my job." Olivia said knowing full well that the shooting would have never occurred if she wasn't such a screw up.
"Nonsense, you went above and beyond last night and I want you to know how thankful I am." He continued.
"Trust me, you don't mean that." Olivia said realizing just how sore her entire body was particularly her arm. She rubbed her finger across the bump on the back of her neck where Kathy drugged her.
"Captain Jones, may I have a moment with my detective?" Cragen asked.
"Of course, thank you again." He said stepping out of the room.
"Listen, Liv, I think we need to come up with something to tell the press." He said sitting on a chair in the corner of the room.
"Captain, I made a mistake and I deserve to suffer the consequences."
"Olivia, I don't know exactly what went on between you and Kathy Stabler but, don't you think you have been punished enough? IAB will be all over this, you could lose your shield and your pension." He said quietly.
"I killed her."
"No, she killed herself. You can't blame yourself for that."
"I stole her husband, I destroyed her marriage and I tried to brand her as crazy. I ruined her."
"Olivia, I am not going to sit here and tell you what you did was right but, I am not going to sit back and let you ruin yourself. Let me know what you want to do." Cragen said standing up and tapping Olivia gently on the leg. As he walked out the door, Olivia called to him.
"Captain, they are dead aren't they?" He paused and turned around.
"We are still sorting things out."
"I don't think I can handle it if they are dead."
"Olivia, I am sure he is fine. There were over 400 people in that building, 120 of whom were in the explosion zone. Only 15 confirmed fatalities, those odds are good. They have a huge search team looking for survivors. Just get better. I heard they are releasing you in the morning. You can help us look then. "