Okay, so now that we know who the bad guy is, anyone have a guess as to the crossover??

This chapter is dedicated to Blazes, whose loyalty to the story (and stalking. Lol) has given me much inspiration and encouragement. Even when it was constantly getting deleted... (grins sheepishly) Thanks a lot, Blazes!

Disclaimer: They're mine! ALL MINE!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!

I live to love you and I'd die to keep you

Safe inside these arms that need you

- Ty Herndon "Living In A Moment"

When the dust settled, Olivia saw White on the floor, unmoving. Breathing heavily from the adrenaline rush, she dropped her gun to the floor.

"Liv?" The sound was soft, almost unheard.

"Elliot?" she said softly, sinking to her knees beside her fallen partner.

His eyes were glassy, and his breaths came haltingly, as though they might stop at any second. His chest barely rose and fell, and he was shivering.

"Elliot," she said more firmly, carefully lifting him into her arms, resting his back against her front and supporting his head with her chest. "Hey, look at me, El. Talk to me, honey," she urged, touching his face.

He turned his head in the direction of her voice and smiled weakly.

"Knew... Knew you'd find me," he gasped.

A wave of terror washed over Olivia as her recurent nightmare reared it's ugly head in the back of her mind.

"Course I found you. Can't train some rookie to get my coffee and do my paperwork, now can I?" she asked teasingly.

He let out a weak chuckle, and she pressed a feather light kiss to his right temple, burying her face in his closely cropped hair.

"Elliot?"

He didn't answer.

"Elliot? Elliot, stay with me, honey. Stay with me," she begged, pressing her shirt against the wound in his side.

Olivia heard a crash at the top of the stairs, and she screamed, "Down here! I need some help, now!"

Seconds later, Fin, Munch and Cragen barreled into the room, guns drawn. Glancing at the scene in front of them, Cragen moved back to the door and shouted, "All clear! Get EMS down here, now!"

The next thing Olivia knew, Elliot was being pulled out of her arms, and she was pulled to her feet. She watched helplessly as the paramedics worked to save her partner, her Elliot.

Finally one paramedic shouted, "Okay, let's get him to the bus!"

The paramedics quickly lifted Elliot onto a stretcher and proceeded to carry him to the bus, with Olivia, Cragen, Fin and Munch nipping at their heels.

Outside, the paramedics lifted Elliot into the ambulance, and Olivia jumped in after the paramedics.

"Wait a minute, you can't be in here," one of the medics protested.

Olivia glared at the young man and snarled, "Try and make me leave."

The young medic nodded nervously and shouted that they were ready. The engine roared to life, and the ambulance barreled down the highway.

"What happened?" the medic asked, grabbing a clipboard.

"He was abducted four days ago by some psycho. When I found him, he was unconscious and bleeding. The worst wound I found was on his side," Olivia gingerly removed her shirt from his side, exposing the wound.

"I need someone who knows his medical history. Can you help me out with that, Miss..."

"Olivia. Olivia Benson. And yes, I can."

"For the record, how are you related to Mr. Stabler?"

Olivia thought for a moment.

"I'm not. He's my partner and..." she paused. "My boyfriend."

The medic nodded knowingly, scribbling something on his clipboard. Putting the clipboard away, he grabbed an oxygen mask and placed it over Elliot's face. Then he quickly grabbed a piece of gauze, pulled Olivia's shirt away, and pressed the guaze to the wound.

Unconsciously Olivia placed her right hand on Elliot's forehead, her left hand curling around his hand hanging limply at his side.

Leaning close to his face, Olivia whispered, "Hang in there, El. Come back to me, baby."

TBC...

A/N: Okay, there you go. The next chapter is really long, so review and I'll update faster. (wink wink)