Title: Chicago Hope
Author: Rachel
Rating: PG13 for strong language Category: SVU/ER crossover
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the SVU characters. Even though I wish I did. Dick Wolf does. What a lucky guy he is! I also do not own any of the ER characters. But man, if I owned Carter and Elliot. hmmm. I would be the happiest person alive. But I don't, so dang it!
Summary: Just read it.
Spoilers: None
Feedback: Yes please
Archive: Wherever, just email me.
Author's notes: My first fic, so my apologies in advance if it's totally crappy. Oh, also, if you can't stand to read about characters get hurt, I suggest you don't read this. I had a hard enough time writing all this mean stuff that happens. Okay, I'll stop talking now. Oh yeah! Elliot's divorced in this fic!
*********************************************************************** Elliot ran into the ambulance bay just as Fin and Munch pulled up. The first thing they heard when they got out of the car was Elliot screaming hysterically.
"Olivia's gone! That son of a bitch Livingston's got her, I know it! He's got her! We have to find them!!!"
"How did he get her out of the hospital without anyone noticing? And without her putting up a fight?" Munch asked.
"Maybe he doped her up, I don't know. But we HAVE to find her!" Elliot yelled. Just then a woman walked up to the 3 detectives.
"Excuse me, does this Olivia woman kinda tall, with short brown hair, wearing black pants, a red shirt, and a black jacket?" she asked.
"Yes, why? Did you see where she went?" questioned Fin.
"I think so. A guy carried her out. She looked unconscious."
"Oh shit. Did the guy look like this?" Elliot asked as he showed her a picture of Richard Livingston.
"Yes. That's him."
"Okay, did you see which way he went?"
"He walked over to a car that was parked in front of Doc Magoo's, and I saw him writing something."
"The note he left on my car." Elliot thought aloud.
"Then he started walking towards the street and I saw him call a cab. And I know what your next question is going to be. I watch all the cop shows."
"Alright."
"The license plate number was JTX479."
"Okay, thank you so much!" Elliot said as the detectives got into their cars and drove off. Almost immediately Elliot was on the phone trying to track down the car with that license plate.
::::Abandoned Warehouse:::: Olivia woke up and found herself in nothing but her bra and underwear, on a mattress, handcuffed to a pipe behind her head. Then she remembered being in the hospital. She remembered the male nurse that came into her room and inject something into her IV. She remembered how that male nurse looked so familiar. Then it hit her. It was Richard Livingston. She closed her eyes, hoping that she was still in the hospital. She wished she was dreaming. When she opened her eyes again, Richard Livingston was standing over her.
"It's about time you wake up. Messing with you is no fun when you're unconscious."
"What do you want from me?"
"Well, to have some fun of course!"
"If you wanna have that kind of fun, you can go rent some porn and screw yourself." She said bitterly. He smacked her across the face which made her cry out in pain. Then he pulled out the gun that he had taken from her holster.
"Now, it's not such a good idea to be a smart ass considering I have your gun and you're handcuffed to a pipe."
"LET ME GO!"
"Shut up you little bitch. I'm not letting you go until I get what I want." He climbed on top of her and started to pull off her underwear, all the while continuing to smack her, punch her, kick her and pull her hair as she struggled to get away. But then she suddenly stopped fighting. She wasn't moving at all. The multiple blows to her head had knocked her unconscious again.
::::Rally Cab Company:::: "Hi. We need to find out who drives the cab with the license plate 'JTX47'." Munch asked the man at the desk as he showed him his badge.
"Yes, that would be Craig Wimsley."
"Where is he right now?" Elliot asked.
"Let me check." The man answered. Elliot tapped his fingers on the desk getting impatient. "Aha! You're in luck. He's on his break. He always goes to the same place for his break. A diner called."
Elliot finished for him. "Doc Magoo's?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"Just a lucky guess." Elliot answered as they ran out and got back into their cars and drove towards the diner.
::::Doc Magoo's:::: "Mr. Wimsley, was this man one of your passengers earlier today?" Fin asked showing the cabbie the photo of Livingston.
"Yeah. I remember that guy. He had a good looking lady with him, only she looked like she was sleeping."
"Where did he have you drop him off?"
"An abandoned warehouse on the corner of West 25th and Wallace."
"Thank you Mr. Wimsley." Munch said quickly as they exited the diner, once again got in their cars and headed for the warehouse.
::::Abandoned Warehouse:::: Fin pounded on the door as he shouted "Police! Open up!" When there was no answer they busted through the door and ran inside.
"Mr. Livingston! We know you're in here!" Elliot yelled. Then they saw him running towards them and push a tower of shelves away from a near wall and into their path. They jumped over the shelves and began to chase after him, Livingston barely getting to the back door when they caught him. They handcuffed him and Fin and Munch took him to their car as he was screaming "I showed those bitches! Both that cop bitch and my bitch of a daughter. And my stupid whore of an ex wife, too! They thought they could mess with me. But I SHOWED 'EM!" Elliot searched for Olivia.
"Olivia? Liv, where are you?" He heard nothing. He looked in every single room. Finally, when he got to the last room, he felt relief rush over him. "Thank god! There you are!" he exclaimed as he walked over to Olivia, but then noticed she was unconscious and had multiple cuts and bruises all over her body and only had blanket around her. Her clothes were crumpled up on the floor next to her. He uncuffed her and then took out his phone and called 911. "Liv! Wake up for me. Please! You have to wake up!" Fin and Munch came back in to the warehouse and the only sound they heard was Elliot yelling hysterically. "LIV! YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP! WAKE UP OLIVIA!"
Soon they heard the ambulance sirens and then the paramedics came rushing in. They proceeded to lift her onto the gurney and roll her out of the building and put her into the ambulance. Elliot insisted on riding with her. Halfway to the hospital Olivia came to. "Elliot." she choked out, her throat scratchy.
"Shh. don't talk. I'm just so glad you're okay."
"Elliot. I was so scared. He just kept on hitting me."
"I know. I was scared too. I thought I had lost you!" Then they felt the ambulance come to a stop.
::::County General Hospital:::: They unloaded Olivia onto the pavement of the ambulance bay where Dr. Carter, Dr. Gallant, and Abby were already waiting. Abby recognized both of them from earlier that day. So did Carter.
"Oh my god, what happened?!" Abby asked.
"The perp from our latest case kidnapped her." Elliot answered.
"How'd he get her out of the hospital?" Carter wondered aloud.
"Male.nurse.inject.IV." Olivia mumbled, barely audible.
"He was dressed up like a nurse and injected something into your IV?" Olivia nodded. "Do you know how long she was unconscious?"
"Well, when I got to her she was already unconscious, and then she was unconscious for another 10 minutes after." Elliot said, looking extremely disheveled.
"Don't worry, we'll take care of her." Gallant reassured him. They wheeled her into a trauma room and moved her onto the bed. They worked on her for a bit, then took her to get an MRI. They discovered that other than the many bruises and cuts all over her body, she was pretty much alright. No serious head injury.
"She doesn't have any signs of a serious head injury. I think she was really lucky." Carter said.
"Umm. I think you need to do a rape kit. When I found her the only thing covering her was this blanket." Elliot said holding up the material.
"Okay, Abby start a rape kit."
"Oh god." Olivia muttered. In less than 10 minutes, Abby completed the rape kit. It was positive. She was raped. Olivia had suffered the same twist of fate as her mother. After a bit, Olivia started to go through her belongings, putting them in a bag.
"I'm obviously going to have to get these dry-cleaned." She said groggily. But then she realized something was missing. "Oh my god. What a sick bastard!" This made Elliot look up.
"What is it Liv?"
"Well, you know how some guys like to keep trophies?"
"Yeah."
"Well this pervert decided to keep my underwear as his trophy!" Elliot reported this to Fin and Munch and they went to the jail where Livingston was being held to retrieve them.
Later on that night, Olivia was sleeping, high on painkillers. Elliot had been by her side the whole time. When she woke up, Elliot was staring at her.
"Hey Liv."
"Hi."
"I'm so glad you're okay. I was so scared that I was going to lose you forever and that I'd never get the chance to say the thing I've always wanted to tell you."
"And what would that be?" She asked curiously.
"I love you Olivia." Her mouth dropped open in shock. "I love you.so much.
"I love you too Elliot."
"And I want you to marry me."
"WHAT?! Elliot, do you have any idea what you just said? I think you are the one that needs to be hospitalized."
"Liv, I'm serious. I know exactly what I just said. I said I want you to marry me. So will you?"
"Yes, I will." Little did they know that Munch, Cragen, Fin, and Alex Cabot were watching the whole scenario. Once Olivia said yes, screams of joy were heard from the group standing by the door. Also among them were Carter and Abby. Abby and Alex's eyes automatically started to well up with tears. They all congratulated the new couple with hugs and pats on the back. Fin walked over to Olivia and handed her a plastic bag that contained her underwear. "This guy was a sick freak, keeping his victims underwear. He also had Shayna's underwear with him. How disgusting. But anyway, back to the happiness!" he exclaimed. And they all started laughing.
THE END
Author: Rachel
Rating: PG13 for strong language Category: SVU/ER crossover
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the SVU characters. Even though I wish I did. Dick Wolf does. What a lucky guy he is! I also do not own any of the ER characters. But man, if I owned Carter and Elliot. hmmm. I would be the happiest person alive. But I don't, so dang it!
Summary: Just read it.
Spoilers: None
Feedback: Yes please
Archive: Wherever, just email me.
Author's notes: My first fic, so my apologies in advance if it's totally crappy. Oh, also, if you can't stand to read about characters get hurt, I suggest you don't read this. I had a hard enough time writing all this mean stuff that happens. Okay, I'll stop talking now. Oh yeah! Elliot's divorced in this fic!
*********************************************************************** Elliot ran into the ambulance bay just as Fin and Munch pulled up. The first thing they heard when they got out of the car was Elliot screaming hysterically.
"Olivia's gone! That son of a bitch Livingston's got her, I know it! He's got her! We have to find them!!!"
"How did he get her out of the hospital without anyone noticing? And without her putting up a fight?" Munch asked.
"Maybe he doped her up, I don't know. But we HAVE to find her!" Elliot yelled. Just then a woman walked up to the 3 detectives.
"Excuse me, does this Olivia woman kinda tall, with short brown hair, wearing black pants, a red shirt, and a black jacket?" she asked.
"Yes, why? Did you see where she went?" questioned Fin.
"I think so. A guy carried her out. She looked unconscious."
"Oh shit. Did the guy look like this?" Elliot asked as he showed her a picture of Richard Livingston.
"Yes. That's him."
"Okay, did you see which way he went?"
"He walked over to a car that was parked in front of Doc Magoo's, and I saw him writing something."
"The note he left on my car." Elliot thought aloud.
"Then he started walking towards the street and I saw him call a cab. And I know what your next question is going to be. I watch all the cop shows."
"Alright."
"The license plate number was JTX479."
"Okay, thank you so much!" Elliot said as the detectives got into their cars and drove off. Almost immediately Elliot was on the phone trying to track down the car with that license plate.
::::Abandoned Warehouse:::: Olivia woke up and found herself in nothing but her bra and underwear, on a mattress, handcuffed to a pipe behind her head. Then she remembered being in the hospital. She remembered the male nurse that came into her room and inject something into her IV. She remembered how that male nurse looked so familiar. Then it hit her. It was Richard Livingston. She closed her eyes, hoping that she was still in the hospital. She wished she was dreaming. When she opened her eyes again, Richard Livingston was standing over her.
"It's about time you wake up. Messing with you is no fun when you're unconscious."
"What do you want from me?"
"Well, to have some fun of course!"
"If you wanna have that kind of fun, you can go rent some porn and screw yourself." She said bitterly. He smacked her across the face which made her cry out in pain. Then he pulled out the gun that he had taken from her holster.
"Now, it's not such a good idea to be a smart ass considering I have your gun and you're handcuffed to a pipe."
"LET ME GO!"
"Shut up you little bitch. I'm not letting you go until I get what I want." He climbed on top of her and started to pull off her underwear, all the while continuing to smack her, punch her, kick her and pull her hair as she struggled to get away. But then she suddenly stopped fighting. She wasn't moving at all. The multiple blows to her head had knocked her unconscious again.
::::Rally Cab Company:::: "Hi. We need to find out who drives the cab with the license plate 'JTX47'." Munch asked the man at the desk as he showed him his badge.
"Yes, that would be Craig Wimsley."
"Where is he right now?" Elliot asked.
"Let me check." The man answered. Elliot tapped his fingers on the desk getting impatient. "Aha! You're in luck. He's on his break. He always goes to the same place for his break. A diner called."
Elliot finished for him. "Doc Magoo's?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"Just a lucky guess." Elliot answered as they ran out and got back into their cars and drove towards the diner.
::::Doc Magoo's:::: "Mr. Wimsley, was this man one of your passengers earlier today?" Fin asked showing the cabbie the photo of Livingston.
"Yeah. I remember that guy. He had a good looking lady with him, only she looked like she was sleeping."
"Where did he have you drop him off?"
"An abandoned warehouse on the corner of West 25th and Wallace."
"Thank you Mr. Wimsley." Munch said quickly as they exited the diner, once again got in their cars and headed for the warehouse.
::::Abandoned Warehouse:::: Fin pounded on the door as he shouted "Police! Open up!" When there was no answer they busted through the door and ran inside.
"Mr. Livingston! We know you're in here!" Elliot yelled. Then they saw him running towards them and push a tower of shelves away from a near wall and into their path. They jumped over the shelves and began to chase after him, Livingston barely getting to the back door when they caught him. They handcuffed him and Fin and Munch took him to their car as he was screaming "I showed those bitches! Both that cop bitch and my bitch of a daughter. And my stupid whore of an ex wife, too! They thought they could mess with me. But I SHOWED 'EM!" Elliot searched for Olivia.
"Olivia? Liv, where are you?" He heard nothing. He looked in every single room. Finally, when he got to the last room, he felt relief rush over him. "Thank god! There you are!" he exclaimed as he walked over to Olivia, but then noticed she was unconscious and had multiple cuts and bruises all over her body and only had blanket around her. Her clothes were crumpled up on the floor next to her. He uncuffed her and then took out his phone and called 911. "Liv! Wake up for me. Please! You have to wake up!" Fin and Munch came back in to the warehouse and the only sound they heard was Elliot yelling hysterically. "LIV! YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP! WAKE UP OLIVIA!"
Soon they heard the ambulance sirens and then the paramedics came rushing in. They proceeded to lift her onto the gurney and roll her out of the building and put her into the ambulance. Elliot insisted on riding with her. Halfway to the hospital Olivia came to. "Elliot." she choked out, her throat scratchy.
"Shh. don't talk. I'm just so glad you're okay."
"Elliot. I was so scared. He just kept on hitting me."
"I know. I was scared too. I thought I had lost you!" Then they felt the ambulance come to a stop.
::::County General Hospital:::: They unloaded Olivia onto the pavement of the ambulance bay where Dr. Carter, Dr. Gallant, and Abby were already waiting. Abby recognized both of them from earlier that day. So did Carter.
"Oh my god, what happened?!" Abby asked.
"The perp from our latest case kidnapped her." Elliot answered.
"How'd he get her out of the hospital?" Carter wondered aloud.
"Male.nurse.inject.IV." Olivia mumbled, barely audible.
"He was dressed up like a nurse and injected something into your IV?" Olivia nodded. "Do you know how long she was unconscious?"
"Well, when I got to her she was already unconscious, and then she was unconscious for another 10 minutes after." Elliot said, looking extremely disheveled.
"Don't worry, we'll take care of her." Gallant reassured him. They wheeled her into a trauma room and moved her onto the bed. They worked on her for a bit, then took her to get an MRI. They discovered that other than the many bruises and cuts all over her body, she was pretty much alright. No serious head injury.
"She doesn't have any signs of a serious head injury. I think she was really lucky." Carter said.
"Umm. I think you need to do a rape kit. When I found her the only thing covering her was this blanket." Elliot said holding up the material.
"Okay, Abby start a rape kit."
"Oh god." Olivia muttered. In less than 10 minutes, Abby completed the rape kit. It was positive. She was raped. Olivia had suffered the same twist of fate as her mother. After a bit, Olivia started to go through her belongings, putting them in a bag.
"I'm obviously going to have to get these dry-cleaned." She said groggily. But then she realized something was missing. "Oh my god. What a sick bastard!" This made Elliot look up.
"What is it Liv?"
"Well, you know how some guys like to keep trophies?"
"Yeah."
"Well this pervert decided to keep my underwear as his trophy!" Elliot reported this to Fin and Munch and they went to the jail where Livingston was being held to retrieve them.
Later on that night, Olivia was sleeping, high on painkillers. Elliot had been by her side the whole time. When she woke up, Elliot was staring at her.
"Hey Liv."
"Hi."
"I'm so glad you're okay. I was so scared that I was going to lose you forever and that I'd never get the chance to say the thing I've always wanted to tell you."
"And what would that be?" She asked curiously.
"I love you Olivia." Her mouth dropped open in shock. "I love you.so much.
"I love you too Elliot."
"And I want you to marry me."
"WHAT?! Elliot, do you have any idea what you just said? I think you are the one that needs to be hospitalized."
"Liv, I'm serious. I know exactly what I just said. I said I want you to marry me. So will you?"
"Yes, I will." Little did they know that Munch, Cragen, Fin, and Alex Cabot were watching the whole scenario. Once Olivia said yes, screams of joy were heard from the group standing by the door. Also among them were Carter and Abby. Abby and Alex's eyes automatically started to well up with tears. They all congratulated the new couple with hugs and pats on the back. Fin walked over to Olivia and handed her a plastic bag that contained her underwear. "This guy was a sick freak, keeping his victims underwear. He also had Shayna's underwear with him. How disgusting. But anyway, back to the happiness!" he exclaimed. And they all started laughing.
THE END
