A/N: Hey guys! So this addition has another flashback. Well hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own them. Unfortunately.
The man sat in the precinct, his hands still shaking as he talked with Munch, who was patting his dog. Elliot watched, every nerve in his body completely on fire. He couldn't believe what had just happened, and he blamed himself for forgetting the file and making her go and get it. "I don't know he was just tall and white." responded the man to Munch's question about the perp's appearance. Elliot suddenly leapt up. He raced over to his computer and quickly typed in two words into the database. They came up with an instant hit.
"Officer Jake Telluride, NYPD Mounted Division." Spat Elliot, looking at the photo after reading the caption. He grabbed a copy of it as it printed out and ran to Cragen's office. "It's him." Said Elliot, and Cragen looked at the picture.
"Let's go get the son of a bitch." Cragen said, slamming the picture down on his desk.
Maureen yawned as she walked down the hall of the hospital. She volunteered nights in the hospital and was running an errand for a doctor to the front desk. Maureen turned as the doors slid open. Her jaw dropped as she saw a tall man in a hooded sweater haul in a woman who was staggering unsteadily- a woman she recognized. They got a little closer and Maureen whispered, "Olivia?" The woman the man was practically dragging across the floor looked up.
"Maureen." She answered, the phrase taking up all of her energy. The man ground to a halt because of the conversation. Maureen suddenly saw a large bleeding wound in Olivia's knee. Her breath was ragged and her eyes were shining with pain.
"Sir, can I help you?" Maureen said loudly, reaching out towards Olivia.
The man pulled her away and then said, "Yes, she had gotten out my gun and accidentally shot herself. I think she needs a bandage or something, it hasn't stopped bleeding and its been a few hours."
Maureen's eyes were wide but she said calmly, "Hold on, let me page Doctor Swanson." The man stood anxiously, looking around with darting eyes. Olivia was pushing against him, trying futilely to shove him away.
The doctor responded to Maureen's page and was on his way down when suddenly the man screamed at Olivia, "Stand on your own then bitch, see if you can do it!" Maureen watched as he shoved her away from him. Olivia collapsed instantly. Doctor Swanson ran in just in time to see her attempt to stand and hurried over to her, but the man stepped in front of her. "Hold on. I am making a point." He snapped at the doctor, then turned to Olivia. "Come on, get up!" Olivia's head reeled as she came to a sitting position and then stood. She was extraordinarily unsteady and then looked weakly at Maureen, who was standing looking horrified. "Walk. If you can make it to the doctor, you can see him." The man snarled at Olivia. By now the entire waiting room was watching. Olivia was visibly shaking as she took two steps. Doctor Swanson jumped forward as she collapsed again and glanced at her knee.
"Sir, she needs surgery on that knee. And I think she has got a severe concussion." Doctor Swanson said. Then he looked closer at her. "Oh my god, it's Detective Benson! Maureen, it's your dad's partner!" he exclaimed, looking over at Maureen, who was on the phone.
The man's eyes widened. "That's it. Come bitch, I will drag you out." He said to Olivia, reaching out and grabbing her arm.
The doctor stood and pushed him away. "You don't understand, she needs surgery! If she gets an infection in the joint capsule…"
"Don't you dare threaten me!" screamed the man, and he pulled out a gun. Doctor Swanson backed away hesitantly.
The man dragged Olivia up, and then Maureen said, "The police are on their way. You take her and I guarantee that they will kill you."
"You little bitch! Now I know for sure you are related to this one!" Jake shrieked in response, shaking Olivia to emphasize his point.
"What are you talking about?" exclaimed Maureen, "My mother is Kathy Stabler."
"Yes well it seems your father and this whore have been having an affair, and it looks like you are the product!" he yelled, and Maureen rolled her eyes.
"Yes, as Olivia would have been… twelve years old when she had me, and that really makes sense." She said cynically. The man was now livid, and pressed the gun to Olivia's head.
Maureen was terrified, praying her father would get there and that they could keep them in the hospital long enough for the police to arrive. She looked to Doctor Swanson for help, and he stepped forward. "Sir, if you would let me, I will go get you some bandage material. It will help stop the bleeding." The man hastily nodded. Doctor Swanson sprinted away and returned quickly. He quickly treated the wound and bandaged it tightly. Flashing lights made Jake turn. "The police are here." Said the Doctor, "Now let her go, she is going to die without help."
"NO!" screamed the man, "And if take one more step, I am going to shoot her. Then I will kill you, and the bitch's daughter."
Doctor Swanson froze. Maureen realized that she was crying and whispered, "Olivia, don't give up. You can't leave my dad, he needs you." Much to her surprise, Olivia looked up and smiled slightly, though it didn't reach her eyes.
The man was backing away, and then suddenly the police rushed in. Maureen sighed in relief as her father rushed in and leveled his gun at Olivia's attacker. "Stabler, do not even think about it. I will kill her. And I know how you could not live with that." Jake snickered, slowly backing out the doors. "Let her go!" screamed Elliot, but Jake shook his head.
"You don't understand detective. I feel that Olivia doesn't connect enough with her cases. But don't worry, tonight the SVU detective will become a special victim, and I guarantee you, she will finally understand." Jake said, grinning at Olivia. Elliot's gun began to shake as his eyes darkened with rage. "Don't move detective. Killing her doesn't bother me." Jake added as he pulled her out the door. Elliot sprinted after and the police guarding the doors began to swarm around.
"Elliot! Don't! I will be alright!" Elliot stared as Olivia screamed and he noticed that Jake's gun was now pointed at him. He pulled to the right, narrowly missing a bullet. Several more shots fired and the police quickly went for cover. In a few seconds the dust and debris in the air from him shooting the exterior of the hospital cleared and Jake and Olivia had vanished.
Elliot stormed back into the hospital to find Maureen standing looking positively terrified as she talked to Doctor Swanson. "What is it?" Elliot asked, and the doctor shook his head.
"Detective, you need to get her to a hospital as soon as you find her. She can't even walk, and its only going to get worse." Swanson told him, and then he turned and removed the bloody gloves he wore from putting on her bandage. Maureen looked at her father and then wrapped her arms around him.
"Oh dad, you should have seen what he did. He made her try to walk and she couldn't! I have never seen Olivia this way, ever. Please, go and save her."
Olivia slid off the back of the horse what seemed to be a long while later. Jake gave her a helping shove so that she hit the ground harder. She lay back on her back, trying to remember the last time she had felt this horrible. Not for a long time, she eventually decided. The click of a loading gun made her sit up. "Sorry, but they are looking for us on a black horse." Jake said, and then aimed the gun at his horse. Olivia's eyes widened and she gave a violent kick with her good leg, sending him off balance and the bullet ricocheting harmlessly off of the brick wall near them. The horse screamed and then galloped off. "Bitch!" screamed Jake, giving her a kick in the side. Olivia then slipped out of consciousness and didn't wake for a long time.
Olivia came to when the sky was pitch black, indicating to her that it was sometime in the middle of the night. She was also in a car. Looking around, she found herself in a silver suburban with Jake at the wheel. "I see you have deciding to grace me with you presence." Said, Jake, glancing over to her. Olivia rolled her eyes at him and then took in her surroundings. Outskirts of the city somewhere, she realized, and then looked down at her knee. The pain was so intense that it shot all through her body. She then noticed that it had bleed through the bandage. Olivia looked at Jake through the corner of her eye. She pressed her hand against her knee and felt warm liquid come up around it. Slowly removing her hand she smeared it along the outside of the car. Jake, being the intelligent person he was, he left the windows open. Now anyone who passed the car would see blood all over the outside, something Olivia prayed would give the police an idea of where they were. Suddenly Jake pulled over. "Get out!" he yelled, and Olivia did, making sure to smear more blood on the car so that it would not be missed. It was very dark and getting quite cold. Jake came up beside her and then helped her over to the wall of a building. Olivia eased herself down to the ground while she watched as he worked on the door.
"Doesn't seem to be working, does it?" smirked Olivia, but she abruptly stopped because it hurt to badly to speak. Jake turned and screamed some insults, and Olivia just lay back down. Suddenly Olivia saw an old Hispanic woman standing nearby, looking quite concerned. Jake didn't notice, and Olivia dragged herself slowly towards her. Olivia quietly asked her if she could help, but quickly learned the woman didn't speak English. She sighed and began to speak in Spanish, slowly and painfully. The woman's eyes widened, but she nodded. Jake turned as the door swung open and then saw Olivia muttering in Spanish.
"Get over here." He yelled, and she quickly turned and pulled herself over to him.
"Elliot! We found something!" yelled Fin from around the corner. Elliot sprinted over and then stopped quickly as a great black horse greeted him.
"Oh my god Fin, way to scare me!" exclaimed Elliot, looking over at Fin who held the horses rope. "How do we know this is the horse? I checked the mounted unit, there are over twenty black horses registered to them." Elliot asked and Fin turned the horse. Elliot's eyes widened and he stepped forward.
"This is the only horse with Olivia's blood all over its side." Fin said simply. Elliot stared at the dried blood smeared across the horses side and shook his head. "Damn horse almost got hit by a semi! It was running frantically around the city until a rancher visiting his cousin in the city managed to catch it. The mounted unit just brought it to us." Fin said, patting the horses neck affectionately. Then he handed the horse back to a mounted officer and walked over to Elliot. "I talked to the doctor that saw Olivia, however briefly. He says that he thinks she has a concussion and that that combined with the blood she's lost… is going to make it very hard for her to live through the night if she stays in the cold." Fin said, and Elliot nodded, trying to avoid showing any emotion. Fin turned and began to head off again, but then paused and asked, "How long have you loved her?"
Elliot was stunned by the question at first, coming from Fin, but then answered, "As long as I have known her. I just never recognized it for what it was." After Fin had walked away Elliot said quietly, "Hold on Liv." As he looked around he recognized the area. In a rush he was returned to a day he would never forget.
Olivia looked exhausted, Elliot could tell that she had been up all night when he walked into the precinct very early in the morning. They were the only detectives in, the others would arrive in an hour or so. "Hey Liv." He said, sitting down at his desk next to hers.
"Hey El." She answered, giving him a smile.
"Don't tell me you were here all night." Elliot questioned, pulling the paperwork from her. He judged instantly that she had from the amount of work.
"Yes, well, this guy seriously needs to be put away. I am not going to have him get off on a light sentence. We need the proof from the other women of-" Olivia responded, but she was cut off when her phone started to ring. "Benson." Elliot listened in surprise at the changing expression on Olivia's face. "Mom, what is it? What's wrong? I can't understand, you have to settle down! Oh my god." She said, hanging up her phone.
"What's up?" asked Elliot, sprinting after Olivia as she ran to her locker and grabbed her badge and gun.
"My mom just told me that a plane ran into one of the trade towers."
When Olivia and Elliot got there mass panic had already spread. Hundreds of people ran past them, fighting to get away as fast as they could. The smoke was already thick in the air and dust particles made it difficult to see. Elliot looked around and found a congregation of ambulances and police cars. "Liv! Over here!" he exclaimed, and she ran over next to him.
"What can we do to help?" asked Olivia as she and Elliot showed their badges.
The officer they were talking to looked them over and said, "Anything. You know CPR and First Aid? The paramedics are overwhelmed."
The second plane hit shortly after. Elliot and Olivia were helping strap a victim onto a stretcher when a man came sprinting over to them. "The towers are collapsing! We need to get out of the way!"
"Come on Liv!" Elliot exclaimed, taking her hand. There was a loud crashing sound, followed by what could very well have been mistaken for a bomb's blast. Olivia followed after Elliot, but turned and suddenly fought her way free. "Liv! What are you doing?" But she hadn't heard, and was sprinting over to what looked like a young girl sprawled over on the ground, very narrowly missing getting run over by the fleeing crowds.
"Hey sweetheart. You just hold on. I am going to help you." whispered Olivia, scooping the girl up in her arms. Elliot had already come sprinting back and dragged Olivia along behind him, holding her hand so tightly so didn't think he would ever let go. They ran along the street and then Elliot pulled her behind the wall of a building, pressing her against it and standing directly in front of her. Olivia pressed her forehead against his chest as the ground shook violently. She clasped the young girl tightly in her arms and could feel her staggered breathing and the warm sticky blood seeping down her arms. The ground gave another violent lurch and a great blast of smoke and dust hurled by them. Olivia could feel Elliot tighten his hands around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. Then there was an eerie silence.
Olivia looked up and saw people just standing and staring. There was a great void in the distance from where the towers had fallen. Elliot glanced at Olivia and slowly released her. Olivia lay the girl down and looked her over. She had a huge gash across her stomach that was dotted with shards of glass and it was bleeding freely. "Elliot, we need the paramedics!" she cried, taking off her scarf and wrapping it around the wound. He looked down at her, and hesitated before stepping away, not wanting to leave her. "Elliot!" screamed Olivia, and he ran off.
The girl was looking up at Olivia with wide green eyes and seemed to be in a state of severe shock. "You just relax. We are going to get you help. Just hold on, okay?" Olivia said, stroking the girl's forehead. The girl nodded, tears streaming down her face. Olivia bit her lip to keep her own emotions in hand and asked the girl what her name was.
"Andrea Hurley. Please tell my mommy what happened." The girl gasped, reaching her hand out to Olivia.
"I will." Olivia answered, "Just be still now." The girl nodded again, and then her breath seemed to get stuck in her throat. She didn't breathe again. "Andrea! Look at me! Don't you die!" cried Olivia, gently shaking her shoulder. "Andrea!"
Suddenly Elliot came sprinting back with a couple paramedics. "Liv!"
"She's not breathing!" Olivia yelled, and the paramedics rushed over. One checked her pulse while the other examined the wound.
He looked up at Olivia and shook his head. "I am sorry."
Olivia stood and looked over at Elliot, tears streaming down her face. He looked at her with tremendous concern and then wrapped his arms around her. Olivia put her arms around his waist and sobbed into his shoulder. Elliot ran his hands gently across her back, feeling a deep surge of sorrow for her. Olivia was one of those people who could break your heart with one distraught look. She looked up at him, wiping her eyes.
"Sorry." She muttered, starting to step back. As she did so Elliot realized he never wanted to let her go.