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Fin's POV
When we walked into the room I was in shock. There was Olivia, shirt and bra cut open, blood every where and that bastard, on the floor, bullet through the head. When I looked back to the bed I saw that Liv was awake and trying to get Lizzie away so they could help her. When Elliot finally got her out of the room Olivia looked at me and said,
"Tell Lizzie I am sorry" her voice was week and she was starting to close her eyes.
"Olivia don't you dare, you stay awake, you hear me. Stay awake" I yell as loud beeping sounds. The paramedics start saying stuff like "she is coding" and charge the paddles" I see them shock her once…twice…
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Elliot's POV
As I walk Lizzie out of Olivia's room I look back and see her saying something. I can't tell but it looks like she said something about sorry. I sit next to Lizzie on the couch and she wraps her arms around me and starts to sob.
"Honey, it's ok now." I say as I rub her back.
"Daddy" she cries
"What honey?"
"Daddy"
"I'm here Lizzie. I'm so sorry I was not here sooner."
"Not your fault"
"It's not yours either. You know that right?" she nods her head yes and I kiss the crown of her head. We sat in silence for a few minutes till it was broken by the paramedics rolling Olivia out of her room, right past us, and out the door. They were gone before Lizzie or I could even stand up. Munch, Fin, and Don came out a few seconds later.
"Daddy, is Olivia gonna be ok?"
"Yea, she is a fighter. She'll pull through." I turned to the guys and said, "We'll meet you at the hospital" they nodded their head and I led Lizzie out to my car. The ride was made in silence until we pulled up to the parking garage.
"Is he dead?" I looked over to Lizzie only to see her staring out the window.
"Yeah he is honey, he can't hurt you anymore"
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Lizzie's POV
"…he can't hurt you anymore" or Olivia I say in my head. I nod my head to let dad know I heard him. When he parked I got out and walked quickly through the doors. I walked up to the desk and said,
"What room is Olivia Benson in?"
"Only family is aloud to see her right now. If you take a …"
"I am family" I say hoping she will just tell me and now ask anything else.
"And how are you related to her?"
"She is my mom" I say not even thinking till after it was out of my mouth.
"Ok honey, she is in surgery right now but the doctor should be out soon to talk to you. Who should I tell him to ask for?"
"Elizabeth Stabler." I say flatly and walk away. I walked into the waiting room and dad was there talking to "the guys" he looked sad.
"Daddy what's wrong?"
"Lizzie sit down" he said as he led me to a chair
"What is it daddy?"
"Honey, when we left Liv's room she said something to Fin…she told him to tell you sorry. Then her heart stopped again. The paramedics got it to beat again but they don't think she will make it through surgery"
She was driving last
Friday on her way to Cincinnati Jesus take the wheel It was still getting colder when she made it to the
shoulder Jesus take the wheel Oh, Jesus take the wheel
On a snow white Christmas
Eve
Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the
backseat
Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and
gasoline
It's been a long hard year
She had a lot on her mind
and she didn't pay attention
She was going way to fast
Before
she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass
She
saw both their lives flash before her eyes
She didn't even have
time to cry
She was so scared
She threw her hands up in the
air
Take it from my hands
Cause I
can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more
chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the
wheel
And the car came to a stop
She cried when she saw that
baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock
And for the first time
in a long time
She bowed her head to pray
She said I'm sorry
for the way
I've been living my life
I know I've got to
change
So from now on tonight
Take
it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting
go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm
on
Oh, I'm letting go
So give
me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
From this road
I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
Oh, take it, take it from me
Oh,
why, oh
"NO! SHE WILL BE FINE!" I yell and run out of the room, down the hall, and into the girls' bathroom. I go into a stall and lock it. My knees go week and I slide down the door, sitting with my knees pulled up to my chest.
"She has to be ok, she has to be ok, and she has to be ok…"I keep saying trying to make it true, rocking back and forth. Then the bathroom door opens.
"Lizzie? It's Casey"
"Go away, leave me alone"
"I came to tell you that the doctor is looking for Olivia's daughter, now we tried to tell him that she does not have a daughter but he swears that he was told that she did. He said a nurse told him that a girl, that looked a lot like you and had the same name, came running in here a little bit ago saying that she was Olivia's daughter. I was just wondering if you knew where she was so we could all find out if my friend is ok" I wiped away a few tears and unlocked the door.
"I kinda said she was my mom so I could see if she was ok, they wouldn't tell me anything and I had to know."
"I know, come here" Casey opened her arms and pulled me into a hug. After a few minutes I pulled away and said,
"Let's go find out how Olivia is" and with that we walked out the door. As I walked up to the doctor I felt sick to my stomach.
"Are you Elizabeth Stabler?"
"Yes is Olivia ok?"
"Well that is why I was looking for you…"
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A.N: Hey every one…I am SOOO SORRY that it took so long to update…we moved and during it one of my "babies" got out…on top of that I had a writers block about the size of the Empire state building…lol. I started a new fic but I didn't post it yet… I wanted to ask what you guys think first…here is the beginning…
It was 3 am when my phone rang. I rolled over to answer it, knowing it had to be work.
"Benson" I mutter rubbing my eyes.
"Livvy its Jenny. I'm scared." Jenny Tisle cried. She was a 7 year old that lives up on the next floor.
"Honey what's wrong? Why are you scared?" I can hear her sobbing over the line.
"He hurt mommy" was all she said.
"Who honey? Who hurt mommy?" Jenny didn't answer and I could here yelling.
"Jenny?" no answer "honey, please answer me" still nothing. I strain to hear what is being yelled. I can hear bits and pieces. "Gonna pay… who the hell is…phone" it sounded like a mans voice, the only problem was that was she lived alone with her mom and her mom has not dated at all since Jenny's dad died.
Ok so there it is…what do you think? BTW I don't have a title yet but I'll let you know when I do. Thanks for reading and Please leave feedback, advice, and suggestions.
Nikki