"This maniac is obsessed with blood, and pain, and guts. If for some reason he finds out you're pregnant, you're the first cop down. I don't want anything to happen to you Olivia. I can't let anything happen to you again…especially since I may have been able to stop the last one," Elliot said before looking away.
Olivia remembered how Elliot felt responsible for Anthony's attack. She placed her other hand over his and smiled. "Elliot, look at me. Nothing you could have done that night would have stopped Anthony. He would have found another way, or he may have killed you too, and imagine the mess I'd be now. You need to trust me. I can take care of myself. I know I can. You just need to trust in me."
Elliot stared her for a moment before nodding. "Okay, I guess I can trust you."
"Besides, what's the worst that can go wrong?"
"Elliot! Oh God, how could this have happened?" Olivia cried as she knelt beside her injured partner.
She held his hand as she felt it becoming cooler. "Elliot, please, hold on. Don't leave me, please," Olivia said as she placed her head into his shoulder as the tears began to soak his coat.
The blood was starting to soak both of them.
Olivia looked at him, into his eyes. His eyes were dull and glassy. He lifted a weak hand and placed it on her cheek. As she felt it, she felt a punch of guilt in her stomach...
Gitano was holding the two kids against him. Ryan and Rebecca looked as if they wanted to run, scream out, but they couldn't because of the fear in their eyes. This monster, held a grip on them more than his hands.
When he realized that he wasn't going to get out of here alive, he knew he had to take someone down with him. And the first person he saw was a pretty young cop with a slightly round stomach. Perfect.
He let go of Ryan, pushing him into the crowd. Pulling Rebecca up onto his shoulder, he made his way over toward her.
She saw him, and the fear lit up in her eyes. That was the best part about what he did. The reaction that he caused in people.
She aimed her gun at him, but it was shaking uncontrollably. He grinned at this.
As her eyes went to Rebecca, he delivered a kick to her hand, sending the gun flying in the air.
When she realized she was defenseless, she began to talk senseless things. He kept grinning, knowing how she was trying to make herself seem stronger, but actually she was trying to beg for her life.
As he grabbed her gun, he knew this would be sweet.
While Gitano aimed the gun at Olivia, she closed her eyes. This was it. The end of her, the end of what she stood for. And she didn't get a chance to get anywhere with Elliot, to tell him how she truly felt.
The boom was deafening.
When Olivia finally opened her eyes, she knew something was wrong. She had felt something hit her and she went sliding, but she wasn't in any pain.
She saw Fin tackle Gitano. Then, she saw Elliot.
Something hit her and got her out of the way. Something like her partner, who was lying on the floor of the bus terminal, gasping for air as he looked at the deep wound on his shoulder.
The minutes felt like hours as she waited for EMT to come and get Elliot. She laid her head down and began to cry more.
"Liv, come on, we gotta get him in the bus," Fin said as he gently pulled Olivia off of Elliot.
Fin tried to take her away from the scene, but she fought against him. She had to be there, in case…
She watched as they loaded him into the ambulance. She was about to climb in when Fin pulled her out.
"Olivia, don't. I'll drive you," he told her softly.
"But what happens if he needs me. What happens if I'm not there for him? What if…?"
"Liv, you don't need those pictures in your head too. No one does," Fin responded as she let him move her to his car.
As the entire SVU squad minus one sat in the waiting room, Olivia knew all of this was her fault. He had felt responsible for her rape, her pregnancy, and death of Jeffrey.
Knowing Elliot all too well, she knew what must have been racing through his head at that moment. Seeing Olivia with a gun aimed at her, no protection available. Without thinking anything through, he jumped and pushed her out of the way.
It felt like she had been there forever. What was taking so long? Why weren't the doctors telling them anything? Was something wrong?
Olivia sat in the plastic chair for hours, wanting something to happen. Was Elliot alright, or not? It was a simple question.
Around 5:00, Dr. Beresford walked out to them. Cragen greeted him. Olivia, Munch and Fin stood up and walked over to where the two of them stood conversing.
"Cap, Doc, what's going on with El?" Fin asked.
Dr. Beresford turned to the three detectives. "We managed to remove the bullet. Lucky for Detective Stabler, it missed any major organs," Beresford explained.
"Is he going to be okay or not?" Olivia barked.
Dr. Beresford sighed. "With the adequate healing and care, he'll be fine. He'll always be a little stiff in that shoulder, but he's going to make a full recovery.
Olivia stopped listening after that point. All the mattered to her was if Elliot made it or not.
As she backed up and lowered herself into a chair, she knew everything was going to be okay.
Looking back over the past few months, she couldn't believe it. She'd lost her husband, her son, almost died, was raped and became pregnant, and almost lost the only man she loved with all her heart.
Taking a deep breath, she got to her feet.
She couldn't look back on that anymore. She wouldn't allow herself to. She had a new child coming into the world, and she was finally with the man she had wanted to be with from the start.
When she walked into Elliot hospital room and saw him, still breathing, she felt better than she had in the past years. She was finally happy.
Blech. I hated it.
It was too dramatic, but I needed to end it. It's gone on for too long. I lost my passion for this story.
Anyway, let me know what you think. I didn't like the ending, so I doubt you will. :(