Alex couldn't breathe her chest tightening as she watched Olivia shoot Amaro.
Bang.
Scenes from when Olivia was shot flashing before her eyes. 'Why did this have to keep happening? Why couldn't they just start their lives again?' Thoughts of the long days and night at the hospital they thought were finally behind them floated in the back of her mind. She saw Elizabeth stand stoically, staring her goddaughters girlfriend whose face was contorted into a mask of pain.
Elizabeth could believe what had just transpired, couldn't believe that after nearly two and a half decades in the court room without incident that the only thing she truly wanted right then was to have pressed her panic button.
The Captain was curled back clutching desperately to her lower back trying futilely to staunch the bleeding, wincing as more of the thick, sticky red blood seeped past her fingers. The brunettes face was twisted into an expression that seemed almost like a mixture of self-loathing and extreme pain as the sickening sensation of her skin been ripped apart hit her.
"Agh, Melinda I think… I popped the stiches for exit wound three," grunted out Olivia between wracking, shaking breaths, all of her energy focused on not screaming. She saw Melinda's mouth move like she was silently cursing.
Melinda lifted her head so that she could see Olivia directly and became overwhelmingly concerned by the profuse amount of blood that was rapidly exiting her friend's body. Her attention was torn between trying to help Olivia or staying with Amaro, luckily for her though she didn't have to make that choice as in that very moment where she was about to leave the man's side the paramedics finally reached the courtroom… with one stretcher.
It was a confounding problem that seemed impossible: one stretcher, two people in dire need of one. Melinda knew that she could keep Olivia stable for a good twenty minutes if the paramedics gave her a kit, a stethoscope, and a blood pressure cuff. She motioned them over to her and requested the items which they gladly gave her with a promise of another bus's arrival within ten minutes. The doctor quickly gathered the things she needed and ran to Olivia's side and gently pulled the woman down to the ground, putting the captain face down on the cold floor…
Ten minutes passed and no bus.
Fifteen and Olivia was unconscious.
Where were they? Didn't they know one of New York's finest was dying in a court room?
Finally twenty-five minutes later the ambulance arrived as Olivia's pulse began to speed you even more.
Alex could still hear the panicked screams of the gallery as the gun was drawn even as she sat on the cold plastic chair next to the bed in Olivia's room they had left a mere three hours ago, it hadn't been enough time to put another person in the sterile smelling room. Olivia was conked out on pain meds in the bed and the room was over flowing with people. Melinda, Wong, and Olivia's doctors were conversing in one corner, Abbie and Casey sat crying their eyes out and being comforted by their respective girlfriends, Elizabeth sat beside her explaining the events that had taken place after she left to Lena, and Kathleen sat opposite her gripping to Olivia's hand like it was going to be ripped away. Finn and Munch had left on a call out almost directly after they had arrived much like Jason who claimed those closer to her should be there.
No one other than the serious doctor didn't have tear streaks on their face, they were letting their grief out as they thought about how their friend, best friend, savior, girlfriend, had almost been lost again today. Today was another day to let everything go before it was all too much. No one knew what would happen to the case against Travis now that everyone involved in the case was going to have to spend days at the courthouse and police station filling in the blanks.
A quiet murmur drew the attention of the entire room, the warm drugged looking chocolate brown eyes of their friend sweeping around the room assessing the damage. Her head hurt and her lower back felt like it had large amounts of padding on it.
"Ugh, I feel like shit."
"Ya well popping your stitches the first time I get you out of this damn place may have something to do with it."
AN: I have put up a poll that will be open for the next 4 days (I am posting this on the 18th) on whether or not Elliot should be in the story and in a good or bad capacity. That said, I WILL NOT SHIP ELLIOT WITH ANYONE OTHER THAN KATHY! Never going to happen in my stories, ever. I refuse to break up a fictitious marriage that isn't stupid (like Hermione and Ron's *apologies to everyone who ships them but I really think she could use a more intelligent person* dumb one). Votes and reviews are appreciated.
