"I quit." He breathed, adreneline causing his limbs to tremble. He had abandoned his gun and shield on his desk. Cragen and the rest of the precinct stared, knowing way better than to interfere with Elliot right now.
Olivia jumped to her feet, feeling dozens of pairs of eyes burning a hole through her.
"Elliot-" She cried. He ignored her, rushing to the cribs. "Elliot wait!" She reached out to him with her good arm, the other dangling in a sling.
"I can't do this." He snapped, turning nose to nose to face her. His breath rolled out hot on her face.
"Yes you can." She pleaded. All he could see was her laying limply in his arms.
"You are all I have." Olivia blinked, her breath suddenly short.
"And we," She said, swallowing emotion. "Are all these victims have." Elliot sniffed. He reached out for Olivia's face but thought better of it, walking past her into the squadroom.