Elliot's P.O.V

I shoved my gun into its holster and was about to leave when my phone rang.

It was Kathy.

I considered not answering it but I couldn't bring myself to do that.

"Elliot." She said frantic.

"Yes Kathy."

"Cragen called and said Alex was shot and that you left to go find Olivia. What's going on?"

"I'm going to bring her home Kathy."

I was about to ahng up but she stopped me.

"Elliot...When we were married did you ever..."

"We've been through this Kathy." I said impatient.

"Elliot I need to know."

"No Kathy we didn't. I thought about it but she said no. She wouldn't do that to you. I never touched her when we were married. She cared about you just as I still did...as I still do. Now Kathy please..."

"Bring her home." She said sobbily through the phone.

"I will."

With that I hung up.

...

I pulled up outside the old Brooklyn warehouses.

No one was around so I crawled through the fence.

It took me 10 minutes to find 203.

Olivia was in there.

The minute I pulled my gun from its holster I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.

Then the gravel hit my face as I fell to the ground.