Okay, got to apologize here. My parts are pretty short and not too descriptive. Darn writer's block!
It took him hours to finally satisfy his need to find Kathy and it was at 2 AM that Elliot finally decided to briefly give up the scour and go home.
*Yeah, go home. Go home where?* He thought deprecatingly. *Where is home? With Olivia?*
Unsure of where to go, Elliot just began to walk. The night air was misty and it stung his eyes, blinding him of where he was headed. Moments passed by in a frenzied blur and the next thing he knew, he was standing outside the door to the police station. He was about to enter when he suddenly froze, paralyzed with doubt.
*What if I don't work here?* He thought, suddenly feeling a pang of anxiousness. His blue eyes spaced out for a minute, wondering what he did if he didn't work for the SVU? After all, he didn't know that he was married to Olivia. Maybe his life was entirely, thoroughly, hopelessly tainted? What if...
"Hey Elliot!"
Elliot jumped, shocked out of his worry. He turned and saw Fin walking towards him, bundled up tightly against the icy New York weather.
"Where the hell were you today? I thought I told you that we were going to question that Joe guy today!" His tone was hard and his expression was even harder.
Elliot stared at him temporarily. "I... I still work here?" He muttered in quiet disbelief. "How can I still work here? How is this possible?"
Fin was absolutely silent, staring at Elliot like he was crazy. "Uh huh," Fin shook his head. "You better go home and work out your issues."
Elliot rolled his eyes as Fin pushed past him and headed towards the door. Elliot turned around and caught him just before he entered. "Hey Fin,"
He turned. "Do you know where my home is?"
Fin chuckled to himself and shook his head. "Man, you need some help."
"No seriously. Where do I live? Who do I live with?"
Fin sighed and nodded raising his eyebrows in sheer sarcasm. "Okay, I'll play along. I think you live in an apartment with Olivia and your dog, but hey, if you aren't sure, who am I to tell you?"
Elliot rubbed his eyes until they were sore. This was all too messed up. "Maybe I am going crazy," He muttered into his hands.
Fin frowned, the humor suddenly disappearing from the situation. "Okay, what's going on? Something's not right here or am I really missing something?"
"I'm probably going to sound really crazy here," Elliot began, dropping his hands to his sides. "But I don't know how I got here. I was in a car accident. I wake up in an apartment with Olivia and she tells me that we're married and she's pregnant."
Fin shrugged, not subsequent to his confusion. "So?"
Elliot sighed in aggravation. "So, I'm married to Kathy! We have four kids together. I work at the SVU and Olivia's my partner, not my wife."
"Well, I mean, Olivia was your partner and all until you two got married and she got pregnant," Fin observed Elliot closely. "At least that part you got right."
"No. We aren't married. I have no memory of this life I'm living, only of the one before. And I can't decide if I'm crazy or dreaming or what."
Fin shrugged. "Sounds to me like you need to just go home and get some sleep. Talk to Olivia. She'll set you straight like she always does," He smirked.
Elliot groaned to himself. "I kind of had a fight with her. I was telling her that we weren't married and this isn't my life and I made her cry. I don't think she'll want to see me any time soon."
Fin was hushed for a moment. "Just go home," He finally spoke up. "Get some sleep, and tomorrow things will probably be back tomorrow. Now I got to get inside."
Without another word, Fin turned and vanished into the building. Elliot watched him go and groaned. "Crap," He muttered garbled words to himself. Not sure of what else to do, Elliot turned into the sidewalk and began to head back to his new home.
*What apartment number are we in?* Elliot questioned himself as he frowned walking down the hall. Abruptly, he turned to one door and twisted the handle. A gut feeling seemed to kick in instantaneously and he found himself standing in the apartment that he had been in before.
"Weird," He muttered again. The room was illuminated with tranquil luminosity. Olivia, who was asleep on the couch, woke up as she heard the door open. "Elliot?" She called out, sleep gradually gliding away from her.
Elliot walked awkwardly into the room, unsure of what to do or say. Olivia struggled a bit to get up off the couch and instantly hurried over to him. Elliot watched her, his face emotionless.
Olivia approached him and stared at him directly in his blue eyes. "Elliot, I need you to tell me what's going on," She said softly. "None of this makes any sense."
Elliot's eyes melted slowly. "Liv, I'm just so confused here..."
He didn't say another word. Olivia wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. "I don't know what's going on here, Elliot," She whispered into his ear. "But I'll be here. I'm not going anywhere, okay?"
Elliot didn't reply. He just squeezed her tighter. He wasn't sure how he got there, or why he was there, but he was there. And this might be a life that he could get used to.
It took him hours to finally satisfy his need to find Kathy and it was at 2 AM that Elliot finally decided to briefly give up the scour and go home.
*Yeah, go home. Go home where?* He thought deprecatingly. *Where is home? With Olivia?*
Unsure of where to go, Elliot just began to walk. The night air was misty and it stung his eyes, blinding him of where he was headed. Moments passed by in a frenzied blur and the next thing he knew, he was standing outside the door to the police station. He was about to enter when he suddenly froze, paralyzed with doubt.
*What if I don't work here?* He thought, suddenly feeling a pang of anxiousness. His blue eyes spaced out for a minute, wondering what he did if he didn't work for the SVU? After all, he didn't know that he was married to Olivia. Maybe his life was entirely, thoroughly, hopelessly tainted? What if...
"Hey Elliot!"
Elliot jumped, shocked out of his worry. He turned and saw Fin walking towards him, bundled up tightly against the icy New York weather.
"Where the hell were you today? I thought I told you that we were going to question that Joe guy today!" His tone was hard and his expression was even harder.
Elliot stared at him temporarily. "I... I still work here?" He muttered in quiet disbelief. "How can I still work here? How is this possible?"
Fin was absolutely silent, staring at Elliot like he was crazy. "Uh huh," Fin shook his head. "You better go home and work out your issues."
Elliot rolled his eyes as Fin pushed past him and headed towards the door. Elliot turned around and caught him just before he entered. "Hey Fin,"
He turned. "Do you know where my home is?"
Fin chuckled to himself and shook his head. "Man, you need some help."
"No seriously. Where do I live? Who do I live with?"
Fin sighed and nodded raising his eyebrows in sheer sarcasm. "Okay, I'll play along. I think you live in an apartment with Olivia and your dog, but hey, if you aren't sure, who am I to tell you?"
Elliot rubbed his eyes until they were sore. This was all too messed up. "Maybe I am going crazy," He muttered into his hands.
Fin frowned, the humor suddenly disappearing from the situation. "Okay, what's going on? Something's not right here or am I really missing something?"
"I'm probably going to sound really crazy here," Elliot began, dropping his hands to his sides. "But I don't know how I got here. I was in a car accident. I wake up in an apartment with Olivia and she tells me that we're married and she's pregnant."
Fin shrugged, not subsequent to his confusion. "So?"
Elliot sighed in aggravation. "So, I'm married to Kathy! We have four kids together. I work at the SVU and Olivia's my partner, not my wife."
"Well, I mean, Olivia was your partner and all until you two got married and she got pregnant," Fin observed Elliot closely. "At least that part you got right."
"No. We aren't married. I have no memory of this life I'm living, only of the one before. And I can't decide if I'm crazy or dreaming or what."
Fin shrugged. "Sounds to me like you need to just go home and get some sleep. Talk to Olivia. She'll set you straight like she always does," He smirked.
Elliot groaned to himself. "I kind of had a fight with her. I was telling her that we weren't married and this isn't my life and I made her cry. I don't think she'll want to see me any time soon."
Fin was hushed for a moment. "Just go home," He finally spoke up. "Get some sleep, and tomorrow things will probably be back tomorrow. Now I got to get inside."
Without another word, Fin turned and vanished into the building. Elliot watched him go and groaned. "Crap," He muttered garbled words to himself. Not sure of what else to do, Elliot turned into the sidewalk and began to head back to his new home.
*What apartment number are we in?* Elliot questioned himself as he frowned walking down the hall. Abruptly, he turned to one door and twisted the handle. A gut feeling seemed to kick in instantaneously and he found himself standing in the apartment that he had been in before.
"Weird," He muttered again. The room was illuminated with tranquil luminosity. Olivia, who was asleep on the couch, woke up as she heard the door open. "Elliot?" She called out, sleep gradually gliding away from her.
Elliot walked awkwardly into the room, unsure of what to do or say. Olivia struggled a bit to get up off the couch and instantly hurried over to him. Elliot watched her, his face emotionless.
Olivia approached him and stared at him directly in his blue eyes. "Elliot, I need you to tell me what's going on," She said softly. "None of this makes any sense."
Elliot's eyes melted slowly. "Liv, I'm just so confused here..."
He didn't say another word. Olivia wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. "I don't know what's going on here, Elliot," She whispered into his ear. "But I'll be here. I'm not going anywhere, okay?"
Elliot didn't reply. He just squeezed her tighter. He wasn't sure how he got there, or why he was there, but he was there. And this might be a life that he could get used to.