1 Week Later...
Elliot sat at home staring at the ceiling above his couch. He was very bored, he had a week of this left but his check up was today so he could hopefully get his bandages off. He was wondering if his and Liv's antics had annoyed his stitches but they weren't too sore or anything so he doubted it but if the doctor told him it had, he wouldn't be able to get back to work for two weeks and he had to keep his bandages on with no sex.
"You ready?", Olivia asked Elliot.
"Uh, yeah,", Elliot replied.
"You nervous or something?", Olivia asked as she helped him get up to lead him out the door of his apartment.
"No, just bored and ready to get back to work,", Elliot said as the two of them locked his door and began to walk down the stairs of his building.
They reached the hospital about twenty minutes later, the traffic was kind of rough, it was the same hospital Elliot left just a week ago. The place was over run with drunks and hobbos trying to score some drugs and hit the streets, it was a Saturday so last night's party animals were getting sorted out.
"Name?", an impatient nurse asked Elliot while giving him a nasty glare.
"Sorry, Elliot Stabler,", Elliot replied and apoligised for not paying attention before.
"You're around the corner and the second door on the right, a check up on your injuries. Next!", the nurse shouted into his face angrily.
"Okay,", Elliot replied, annoyed at the level of abuse he gets for almost dying saving a woman's life.
"Do you want me to come or just wait for you out here?", Olivia asked him.
"You can come if you want, but I wouldn't of thought you'd want to see a whole load of scars and blood,", Elliot smirked.
"Um, yeah, you're right. I'll wait out here for you then, okay?", Olivia smiled.
"Yep, be back in ten,", Elliot smiled in return.
Elliot walked by himself down the long white corridor once again and turned into the small blue room which was packed full of different technical machines. There was the doctor who took care of him the last time, he was standing in the corner of the room messing around with some tools. The doctor turned around and welcomed Elliot.
"Hey, welcome back,", the doctor said to Elliot.
"Thanks, lets see if I can get this crap off now, can we?", Elliot smiled.
"Sure, just take a seat up here and I'll take a look,", the doctor said while patting his hand onto the creamy colured bed.
"Okay,", Elliot replied.
Elliot sat up on the rubbery bed and took off his shirt. The doctor unwrapped Elliot's bandages carefully to reveal Elliot's five different stitching areas and small cuts and bruises around them.
"Well, they look good, I can take them out today and get you back to work in a week. That's good for you right?", the doctor asked Elliot.
"Yep, I'm so bored at home now, can't wait to get back to everybody,", Elliot said.
"Okay, now this might hurt a bit, I'm going to remove the stitches, your body healed up nicely, probably minimal scarring,", the doctor said.
"Damn! I was hoping for some big, awesome scars!", Elliot joked.
"I'm sure the kids would enjoy that!", the doctor knew Elliot had kids because they would drop in every so often before he was released. He began to grab his tweezers and get hold of the small wires that ran through the cuts in Elliot's skin.
"Yeah,", Elliot replied, he went quiet for a while to let the doctor sort out his stitches, it felt kind of weird almost like someone was pulling part of his skin off.
The doctor finished up after about five minutes and Elliot put his shirt back on.
"Okay, that's you. I'm gonna book you in for a check up on your blood pressure, check your heart and your cuts, the usual routine,", the doctor said while moving over to the desk at the back of the room and write in a small note pad.
"Thanks, Doc, you've been a great help,", Elliot thanked him and headed out the door after he grabbed the small appointment sheet off him.
"You're alright, take care of yourself and good luck back at work,", the doctor replied as Elliot closed the door behind him and smiled in reply.
Elliot was walking back down that corridor again thinking to himself how lucky he was and all the times he survived everything that has happened to him, he really was the miracle man. He needed to be more careful, he had a life now, kids, a girlfriend. Wow, he just realised he called Olivia his girlfriend, he wondered how she'd feel if he walked right in there now and called her his girlfriend.
"Hey, how'd it go?", Olivia asked.
"Good, stitches are out and I'll get back to work next week,", Elliot replied.
"That's great, I know you're bored at home, so do wanna go out for dinner and a movie?", Olivia smiled and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
"You know what I'd love to! After you, my girlfriend!", Elliot jumped her with his use of the word, he gave her a kiss on the lips as they started to walk out. She still had a shocked face.
"Your girlfriend?!", Olivia questioned him.
"What?", Elliot asked.
"I'm your girlfriend now?", Olivia asked him again.
"Yep, got a problem with that?", Elliot asked, he was laughing at her reaction and got into the car.
"Um, no, I guess not, boyfriend,", Olivia began to laugh now too, she was so happy, they were going to be together, everyone was safe and their family was back together.
