office and then looked out the window to see his best detectives sitting on
Elliot's desk. Elliot had his hand in Olivia's and he thought maybe he saw a
tear running down Olivia's cheek.
Cragen made one more call and then he exited his office to see them.
Elliot stood up as Cragen walked over and Olivia brushed her cheek, erasing any evidence of pain or sorrow. Cragen shook his head,
"No word yet," he said softly and matter-of-factly.
The detectives nodded and sat in silence for a moment. A shrill ringing came from inside Olivia's bag. She knelt down and rummaged through the bag for her phone. Finding it she looked to Elliot and then to Cragen. They motioned for her to pick up. She flipped open the phone,
"Benson,"
"Benson, hmminteresting," came a sinister voice.
"Who is this?" asked Olivia, already knowing the answer as she motioned for someone to get a trace on the call.
"I think you know who."
"Okay," responded Olivia, unsure of what to say.
"You probably think you're quite lucky. Getting away from me once is
difficult. You won't survive our next meeting."
Olivia bit her lip, "You didn't get me the first time and you won't ever."
With a nod from Cragen she shut the phone as Elliot grabbed his coat from the rack,
"A bus station in Queens, let's go."
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Having notified the authorities of the situation Colin Chapman had been let on a bus, which was full of police officers ready to arrest him. Olivia, Elliot and Cragen pulled up as Colin was being lead off of the bus. When he saw her, Colin spat in her direction and sneered,
"I'll get you, Benson," he said in a sickening tone.
Olivia couldn't stand any more; she turned and fled to the car. Elliot followed her and sat in the backseat of the car, holding her hand. Knowing they had to talk about it at some point, Elliot took a deep breath and turned towards Olivia.
Suddenly they heard a shot and a split second later a bullet shot through the window. Elliot pulled her down over him and for a moment the two were in semi shock, not being in that position for while, his arms holding her tightly to his body, his breath on her cheek. They sat up when it sounded like it was over and Olivia looked Elliot in the eyes.
"I love you, Elliot," she whispered softly as another shot flew through the window the glass striking her back and neck. She lost consciousness as she felt Elliot holding her tightly and heard his voice calling for help.
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Almost done! Wow, this has been a major project and we both want the ending to do justice to the characters so you have a bit longer to wait, sorry.
Michele - Becca says she's almost finished the next chapter of her CI/SVU crossover, and I know she's got lots of people in suspense! Glad you're enjoying the story so far.
Maud - It's always so great to read your responses. Keep writing your stories - I really liked the one you posted not too long ago.
Are you from France? I've taken French classes for seven years, and I know Becca takes French at school, too. C'est extremement branché!
(responses, evidently, by Shae) Keep reviewing!