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Law and Order: Special Victims Unit

Beautiful Mistake

Chapter 12

Loss of Consciousness

Olivia came back to consciousness in Elliot's apartment, at first she smiled, thinking he would be next to her. Her thoughts were that it had all been a dream but then she felt the handcuffs. She moaned feeling pain in her abdomen. She suddenly feared for the baby's life.

She yanked at the cuffs starting to panic. She was fighting for her life and for her baby's life. Also…Elliot's life.

"Oh don't bother," Lobb growled from the corner of the room. He was perched on a high barstool. "The cuffs are tight…like you."

Olivia held back a gag. She began to ponder why she was under a lot of blankets, but then she saw all the black roses. She also felt the layer of sweat, one of Lobb's biggest turn ons. Her mind went back to the pain; the pain was where her baby was. Fear couldn't even compare to the pain she felt. The fear felt more substantial…more real.

She felt a lot of clothing so she knew that their was a possibility that she wasn't a special victim yet. They were all over the bed and were longer than the Hot Topic roses and there were more fake thorns. Olivia bit the inside of her lip trying to keep tears in, not wanting the bastard to seem them. Her eyes wandered around the room.

"Did you…yet?" Olivia said her voice cold and hard.

Lobb knew all too well what she was saying. He smiled and chucked while walking to sit next to her on the bed. Her stomach lurched when he say down next to her.

"I don't rape the willing, or the unaware." He stated callously.

Olivia tried to make her sigh of relief not obvious. Lobb rested his hand on the flowers and blankets over her tummy.

"Stomach better?" He asked.

Olivia felt her hands on her stomach, "As if you cared…it's not better, not at all."

She wondered why she felt compelled to tell the truth. He stood up and un-buckled his pants.

"I'm pretty sure I can make you forget the pain in your stomach."

Olivia swiftly had a flashback to his police report. The words being typed out before her.

Charles Lobb:

She skimmed the file mentally.

Distastes: love, pregnant ladies, red roses

Likes: black roses, sweaty women

Olivia rolled her eyes nausea creeping up and threatening to show itself on Charles' bed.

"I'm pregnant," She yelled as she saw him on top of her.

He had his weigh pressed against her gently, until she said the words he hated. He immediately grabbed the mass of blankets and threw her off the bed. She was hurled to the cheery hardwood floor in pain. She forced out a really loud scream.

The next thing Olivia knew there was a new wash cloth pressed to her face. The same smell of chloroform filling her senses vividly.

- - - - -

They found Charles Lobb practically balling into his beer, twenty-one hours and ten minutes after Olivia had disappeared. Elliot had immediately bashed his head into his beer glass. Cragen had Fin and Munch restrain him immediately after.

- - - - -

Elliot was given strict orders to stay away from Charles Lobb. Yet he stood there with a gun in hand trying to pinpoint where it had all went wrong.

Flashback

"I love her and you're hurting her! So you're gonna tell me where she is you son-of-a-bitch." Elliot said, and then he took out his gun and pointed it at the grey-eyed man.

"She's closer to you than you think." He spat.

The words he remembered out of the blue spun in his head frantically. He knew where Olivia was.

The boyfriend's apartment on their bed.

Lobb's voice would haunt him continually for the rest of his life.

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Elliot actually found Olivia in the bathtub. The scene he saw he knew would also haunt him for the rest of his life. He pulled Olivia's pregnant, clothed body out of the blood water tub and realized immediately where she was bleed from.

He heard Kacy yell, "But my best friend is in there!"

He never really heard it though. The only thing he could concentrate on was her pale face. The EMT's were loading her onto a stretcher. That stretcher would take Olivia from the bathroom to hospital, Bellevue Medical Hospital, Maternity Ward.

When they got outside there were people crowding as close to the police barriers as possible. Red and blue lights flashed all around them. Elliot didn't ever even feel like he was moving, just floating….floating with her.

They loaded her into the ambulance quickly and effortlessly. Elliot climbed in next and held her hand as soon as he was inside. He knew this wasn't going to be easy, dealing with this.

Then her eyes opened, her beautiful brown eyes opened for a second, then fluttered shut…then open

"The baby, is the baby okay?" She said loudly, frantically.

"Yes the doctors say the baby is fine." Elliot said, "Relax."

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" She was gripping his hand so tight that he wasn't sure that there was any blood in it.

"I'm fine. Olivia did he rape you?"

"He wouldn't…" Olivia explained, "Not with the baby inside me."

Her eyes drifted shut again and she was gone. She wouldn't be waking up for another eight months.

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Olivia and the baby had five blood transfusions by the time they got to the hospital. Elliot never left her side until completely necessary. He paced every second he wasn't with her also. Kacy joined him in their new found sport.

They quarreled about what could have been done to prevent this. They felt as if things were going by in slow motion and they truly were.

Then the doctor mentioned words like mental damage, frontal lobe, memory, and the most important, coma. Olivia Benson was in a coma. The strong hearted, hard-headed Olivia was in a coma. His Olivia…with his baby…with his heart.

"How long?" He asked

"Nobody really knows." The doctor answered.

"Can she hear us?" Kacy spoke the words quietly and profoundly.

"She can," The female doctor smiled and then exited.

Elliot looked to the woman who's hand he was holding. He squeezed and then looked to Kacy.

"Can I talk to my girlfriend alone please?" He asked his eyes glossing over with the greatest puppy dog face Kacy had ever seen.

"Yeah, of course…I'll keep everyone out." Kacy said…then she left, taking one pause at the door to take a good long look at Olivia knowing that every single look she took could be her last.

Kacy shut the light wood door behind herself leaving the two lovers alone.

Elliot was quiet for a few moments. He didn't know what to say, what do you say to the woman who has been in a coma for the past few minutes. He started with the stuff that she would demand to know if she was awake right now.

"The baby's fine," He stated grabbing her unresponsive limb, "We got a strong little kid in there. I don't know what…you went through there…I just hope you're okay…well besides the fact that you're in a coma. I just love you so much and I wish I could tell the world.

"I've been thinking of baby names lately. I was thinking of …for a boy, maybe Lamont or Login." He paused thinking of how incredibly easy it was to talk to her conscious and semi-conscious.

"You can pick out the girl name, I know how much you women love doing that." Elliot noted, he stood up…having the intense urge to kiss her.

He pressed his lips passionately to her hoping that somehow it would wake her up he failed miserably…as he would continue to fail for eight horrible months.


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