A/N: Hey all! I know it's been a bit, I'm sorry! Hope this was worth the wait. It's a bit short, and flashbacks are in italics. When it changes from flashback to present, the font becomes normal. Enjoy! Review! xox-sammygirl

Nine hours. Elliot had been with him nine hours. The time it takes to put in a full day at work. The time it takes to give birth to a child. The time he had been gone.

Nine. That was the number that was flashing in Olivia's mind. Her captain barking orders through a walkie-talkie brought her out of her thoughts.

Nine hours ago, she wasn't crying. She wasn't wrestling the thought that he wouldn't make it out of this. Nine hours ago….

Olivia woke up to the feeling of absence where Elliot should be. Shit.

"El?" She whimpered, sounding more desperate and frantic than she wanted.

"Babe, I'm right here." He said, emerging from the shower. Flashing a smile, he said, "Don't worry."

"Why are you up? It's early." Olivia questioned.

"Cragen called. They found Daniels. I'm going to get him." He said, pulling his pants on.

Olivia sprang up, "Not without me you aren't." Elliot knew there was no way she would sit rather than jump at this guy.

"Okay, Angel. Get dressed, we'll run by the station and find out what the plan is." Elliot said while buttoning his shirt.

"Where is he?" Olivia's voice came from the shower she got into without Elliot noticing.

"Holed up in an abandoned warehouse." At that moment Olivia flinched. Warehouse. Gitano. Where all of the shit started. She would have to deal with that later.

"Anything else?" She said. Olivia had seemed to appear right next to Elliot in no time at all.

"I have never seen you shower that fast," Elliot said with a chuckle, "And no, not yet. He seems to be alone."

"Okay. Let's go."

After they got to the station they were wired and padded. They were going in. Olivia was itching to get at Mark Daniels. He killed two children that she would have been proud to call her own. They were sweet and beautiful despite what he did to them. She was going to get him.

When they got in the car, Elliot could tell that Olivia was wound tightly.

"Liv, breathe. You will get him. We will get him." He said, while grabbing her hand on the console between their seats.

"I love you." She said out of the blue. "Just in case..." She trailed off.

"Olivia Benson, do not think like that. Gitano was… a freak circumstance. If one of us ever had to leave a situation like that I would want it to be you. You are my everything and I could never live knowing that I was responsible for you giving your life. I love you, and I will tell you again when we get out of this."

Olivia was jolted from her thoughts by the crack of a gunshot.

With a voice that seemed foreign to her, she screamed.

"Elliot!!" She ran out of the van, into the rain, and before anyone could stop her, she disappeared into the darkness of the warehouse.

When they arrived at the warehouse, they went in as a team. Elliot and Olivia took the middle, Fin took the left side, and Munch took the right. Just as Olivia opened her mouth to say something, they heard a gunshot.

"Shit!" Olivia went to tend to Fin, who had been shot in the stomach. As Fin was telling her that he was fine, and was going to continue on that way, a voice cut through the darkness.

"OLIVIA!" A male voice that she recognized only as Mark Daniels grabbed her attention, and she ran toward it.

"Liv!" Another voice echoed.

"El?" Where was he? Did Daniels have him? Olivia was floored when she saw the one thing she had feared since that infamous day on Canton Road.

Daniels had a gun to Elliot's head, and her gun was pointed at him.

"Olivia," Elliot said in a voice that was eerily calm, "I need you to get out of here. Take Fin and Munch with you. Send me Z, Bobby, and two more uniforms. You will not be here for this, Angel." A silent tear ran down Olivia's face.

"Yes, Olivia," Daniel's spat, "Get the FUCK out of here. It's a mans job. You wouldn't be able to do it anyway." With that, Olivia held her gun tighter and pointed it more difinitivey at his head.

"Livia, please." Elliot begged her, "I need you to go run point from the van. Do this for me. I love you. Don't ever forget that, Angel. I. Love. You." Elliot felt one tear run down his cheek.

Olivia was sobbing now. She couldn't leave him. She wouldn't. She always had his back. Always. This was no exception. When Olivia looked into his icy pools, she knew that she had to comply with his request.

"I love you, babe," a sob wracked through her frame, "I'll see you down there."

"YOU'LL SEE HIM IN HELL!" Daniels screamed at her as she took Munch to help her get Fin out without killing him.

When Olivia re-entered the warehouse, she lost her footing, and realized that she had tripped on a familiar pair of hands, in a very familiar pair of handcuffs.

Cliffy, again. Review to find out what happens!